Late at night, Zhu Yixi woke up from a gentle feeling.
"What time is it?" I shouted out of habit.
When I opened my eyes hazily, I felt a headache, but the lights in front of me were all gone, the lights were dim, and the curtains were dropped at some point, making everything look hazy and beautiful.
Yesterday was a good dream, a well-known good dream.
Hey!
At this time, he felt the two women beside him startled. His strong perseverance made him get up and put on clothes.
Through the screen window, it was still dark, looking back at the two pink girls, he left without looking back.
After experiencing many women, he is no longer that kind of young brother who can't bear to let go when he stares at her.
Now he has tasted too many things. Women are just a spice, a snack, and an occasional taste is enough. He must not miss it too much and devote himself to it.
Creak——
After the man left, Li Xiangjun and Kou Baimen opened their eyes together.
Two pairs of beautiful eyes looked at each other, as if the debauchery last night was still before their eyes, a mixture of disbelief and embarrassment.
"Tell me, are we sorry for Sister Bian by doing this..." The first person to speak was Kou Baimen.
These words were so offensive that Li Xiangjun didn't react for a moment, and then said with an expressionless face: "It was a mistake, I just wanted to test it, but we two idiots ended up paying for it..."
"Just think of it as a dream! A nightmare."
Kou Baimen told her that she had no desires and no demands. He stopped talking and hesitated again and again before saying:
"He, he is the emperor after all. We are all old girls. Instead of looking for someone else, it is better to entrust it to him and we will not have to worry about it for half our life..."
"I'm still Hou Lang!"
Li Xiangjun's beautiful collarbone was exposed, and the thin quilt covered her delicate body. She turned over and took away the quilt.
In the blink of an eye, Kou Baimen's slender body was exposed.
Kou Baimen rolled his eyes and said: "Your Marquis was sent back to his hometown and forced to get married. He has forgotten you to the end of the world a long time ago."
"Furthermore, there are thousands of princes in the world, but there is only one emperor. Are you not tempted?"
After not seeing any movement from Li Xiangjun for a long time, Kou Baimen was really helpless, a girl with short eyelids.
One person is timid, two people are strong.
Finally, she could mutter: "You were born in Qinhuaihe, and the Hou family already disliked you. Now that you have been taken over by the emperor, you will never be able to get into the family in this life..."
As soon as these words came out, the quilt was moved slightly, and the sound of sobbing became louder and louder, which made Kou Baimen panic for a moment.
Here, Zhu Yixi took advantage of the fourth watch to return to Yuquan Villa and catch up on her sleep.
At dawn, the cabinet presented the matter regarding the transfer of Shuntian Prefecture and the split vote for Beizhili.
After the imperial pen approved it, the cabinet re-copied it and compiled it into a written document, which was then submitted to the Sixth Section for review before issuance.
A territorial issue that spans the entire Beizhili and involves millions of people has officially begun.
Far away in Taiwan, after untold hardships, the prefect of Taiwan, Yang Tingjian, finally came to his jurisdiction.
Accompanying him was Taiwan's Commander-in-Chief Yang Zhan, carrying three thousand soldiers and horses, which was a mighty force.
Yang Zhan was from Jiading, Sichuan. He was the third martial arts scholar in the 10th year of Chongzhen (1637). When Zhang Xianzhong entered Sichuan to attack Chengdu, he and Cao Xun led 3,000 elite troops to defend Chengdu and killed more than 20 enemies.
The city was broken and they were captured. When they were about to be killed, they grabbed the knife, cut off the ropes, hacked two people to death, jumped into the river and swam to Xinjin to escape.
Later, Qianwei rebelled against the West and attacked Jiading Mansion. After the Battle of Chengdu, he defected to Zhu Yixi and integrated into his army.
He has participated in many wars in these years, with his official rank reaching the rank of general soldier, and his title reaching Guangyuan Bo.
The qualifications are sufficient, but there is no chance to stand alone, otherwise the position of marquis is just around the corner.
Therefore, he couldn't stay in the Governor's Mansion of the Fifth Army, so he offered to serve in Taiwan.
He would like to go to other places, such as the northwest and southwest, but there is no place for him, so he can only come to Taiwan to make do.
"The Penghu Navy guerrillas Sun Lin and pays homage to the Lord and the Commander-in-Chief!"
Sun Lin performed the official salutes meticulously, but Yang Tingjian and Yang Zhan did not know the identity of this person, so they hurriedly supported him, and the group arrived at the Navy Yamen.
"Brother Sun, you are someone who has been through the current situation in Taiwan. Can you possibly analyze it?"
The three of them sat down respectively, and Yang Tingjian said affectionately.
Sun Lin hurriedly cupped his hands and said: "I don't dare because of my humble position, so I can only speak nonsense..."
Liang Yang also listened carefully.
At this time, the Taiwan Prefecture had been newly established for several months, but except for Penghu and Taiyuan counties, Chicken Coop and Tamsui were just military villages with sparse populations.
There are only a few hundred fishermen households in Penghu, but the number of large households reaches 70,000 to 80,000, and there are also a large number of Tibetan people.
"Especially in the north, there are fanzi from the Big Belly Kingdom who are hostile to us and harass us all the time. They are Taiwan's biggest worry."
"What about the Dutch barbarians? We took their land, how can we not take revenge?" Yang Zhan said in a rough voice, with no fear on his face, but excitement.
Obviously, he came to Taiwan Government just to achieve military exploits.
"We in Taiwan have allowed the opening of the port, and those barbarians have a place to go, so they will stop shouting. Furthermore, we have a great power tomorrow, how can the little Dutch barbarians dare to be so arrogant?"
Sun Lin kept talking, but in the end he couldn't hold it back.
"What about the barbarians? How should we control them?"
Taiwan's prefect Yang Tingjian focused most on trade, and those barbarians were the key.
"As we will see at the end of the day, Taiwan is also the seat of the imperial court. Whether they are barbarians or Tibetan people, they must be under the care of the Ming Dynasty."
Sun Lin said sincerely.
After hearing these words, Yang Tingjian fell into deep thought. After a while, he clapped his hands and said, "Let's do it like this."
After resting for two days in Penghu, the fleet set off again and arrived at Dayuan.
Among the greeters at the port, Yang Tingjian saw a large number of barbarians. Their appearance was similar to that seen in Beijing, but the number was beyond his expectation.
The seat of Taiwan's government office is Relanzhe City, while Taiwan's Commander-in-Chief Yang Zhan is stationed in Chikan City.
As for the county magistrate of Da Yuan, it is local squire Guo Huaiyi.
It was Zheng Zhilong's old department. He had good relations with Tibet and Han and had high prestige. Taking into account Zheng Zhilong's factors and the special circumstances of Taiwan, he was appointed as the county magistrate.
However, as soon as he came to Taiwan, Yang Tingjian encountered a slap in the face.
Taiwan is short of money and food.
"Master Fu, the current population of Dayuan County is only tens of thousands. Not only do we have to support the officials, we also have three thousand more soldiers and horses. We really can't sustain it anymore."
Guo Huai couldn't stop complaining: "The food in the government office is only enough for half a month. If we don't think about it anymore, we will have to run out of food."
"Didn't I hear that the Dutch barbarians in Taiwan could make hundreds of thousands of taels a year?"
Yang Tingjian said in disbelief, always feeling something strange here.
"But Mr. Fu, the Dutch don't set up yamen and only collect taxes. It will be difficult for Han and Tibetan people to live."
"If we follow the court's taxation, it would be no more than 50,000 to 60,000 taels a year. We can't feed too many people."
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