When word of the Fushun victory in the 46th year of Wanli Dynasty reached the capital, Fang Congzhe, the chief minister who supported the cabinet alone, tried to use the efforts of the eunuchs and eunuchs to invite the emperor Zhu Yijun, who had been hiding in the palace for many years, to come to the court in a happy mood.
Emperor Wanli Zhu Yijun only asked the eunuch Wang An to bring a few oral instructions to the court. First, the chief assistant should be a useful person. Second, he should be rewarded in accordance with the regulations. Third, the generals in Liaodong should step up to the next level and clean up the plow court of the Ministry of Construction.
Although the emperor still refused to show his face because of his feud with his ministers, these few words were enough for Fang Congzhe.
He raised his eyebrows fiercely.
Fang Congzhe, the chief assistant who has been in the cabinet for five years, was originally from Zhejiang and grew up in the capital. He was also recommended by the old Donglin Ye Xianggao to join the cabinet. However, during the few years he was the chief assistant, he was regarded by the Donglin faction as "Qi Chu Zhejiang". "The party's protective umbrella was also determined to have the intention to help Zheng Guifei become the queen. Therefore, she was spared no effort to criticize the Donglin Party members who claimed to be Qingliu.
Well now, the chief assistant of his side sent Zhang Quan, a Shanxi native who was obviously not from the Zhejiang Party and had a good reputation, to patrol Liaodong. He performed his duties loyally and dispatched like a god. He fought with the generals of Liaodong and the guest troops from Sichuan and Zhejiang. A beautiful fight.
What else can the Qing School do to fart?
When Fang Congzhe returned to his mansion in Shamao Hutong, Yao Zongwen, a fellow Zhejiang man, came to visit.
Yao Zongwen was previously a household officer, but after his mother died, Ding You came back and became an official, a civil servant.
Among the six subjects, they were officials of the Ming Dynasty's supervisory system. They were low-ranking but had great powers. Officials in various ministries did not dare to neglect these seventh-rank officials who often participated in state affairs and personnel decisions.
"Geng Zhi," Fang Conzhe called Yao Zongwen affectionately, "It's no coincidence that the patrol commander in Liaodong didn't let you go. Otherwise, you might be the one who made great achievements."
Yao Zongwen responded with sincerity on his face: "Zongwen is so virtuous and capable that he deserves to be so favored by the elder. The elder is wise and wise. Shilang Zhang is quick-witted and can control those generals."
Fang Congzhe took a sip of tea and said slowly: "Zhang Quan is a useful person, so please don't belittle yourself. Later, I will send you an errand to patrol South Zhili."
Yao Zongwen, who had been immersed in officialdom for many years, asked keenly: "Mr. Ge, is it Donglin who is making noise again?"
Fang Congzhe looked magnanimous and said with a smile: "It's not surprising that a Beijing police officer beat off so many of them, so they are furious. Let them make trouble, the sky will not fall. I will let you go to South Zhili, It's because there's a new direction there. Songjiang Prefecture is about to open and close. The rules for boat navigation and Yahang are similar to Yuegang, but merchants from Shandong and Zhejiang provinces are allowed to apply for boat navigation to go out to sea."
"ah?"
Yao Zongwen was quite surprised when he heard this.
During the Longqing and Wanli dynasties, after the opening and closing of Fujian Yuegang, only Fujian maritime merchants were allowed to apply for ship diversion and go out to sell goods. Maritime merchants from South Zhili, Zhejiang, and Guangdong were all prohibited. This sounds a bit strange, but it is actually because The Jin gentry in Zhejiang and Zhejiang provinces, and even important officials in the DPRK, often had family connections with pirates, and relied on smuggling to make huge profits. In Guangdong, because Macau had been leased to the Portuguese by the Ming Dynasty, local maritime merchants could go to Hao Kingdom to trade.
At this moment, when he heard that the Songjiang switch was not allowed to allow businessmen from surrounding provinces to come and go, Yao Zongwen realized that this must be a big eunuch in the inner court who persuaded the emperor.
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Yao Zongwen, who had great expectations for his official career, would never delay sending his cronies to inquire about the movements of the DPRK, even if he was wearing mourning at home.
Inside and outside the Forbidden City, up and down the court, Yao Zongwen felt enlightened as to who was sitting on the bench and who was the new celebrity.
He then asked bluntly: "Mr. Ge, is it Eunuch Liu from the Weaving Bureau who works well for His Majesty and wins His Majesty's favor?"
Fang Congzhe nodded and said: "Of course it's him. This Liu Shimin is really a good hand at getting money for the emperor's inner treasury. I heard that last year he took the goods from the Manufacturing Bureau and went to Yuegang to do business with the Hongyi people several times, and shipped them back to the small town. One hundred thousand taels of silver. It is rare that he is not like the mining tax eunuch who offends people everywhere. In the past few years in Suzhou, he was only impeached once in the matter of litigation, but Nanjing quickly reported that he was He corrected two mistakes, and the local people even sang a joke to praise him. Look, it will give the Holy One more face. Can the Holy One not believe such a person?"
Yao Zongwen thought for a while, but still wondered: "But Songjiang
Mansion is the place where the Donglin Sect is entrenched. Isn’t that rising star Huang Zunsu in Songjiang now? Those of them who claim to be clean and honest, have they shaken hands with the eunuchs? "
"So I asked you to go and have a look," Fang Congzhe said, "I'm thinking that Ningbo also needs to switch on and off."
Yao Zongwen loves to take on this job.
He is from Cixi, and has many Zhejiang compatriots in his hometown in the same year. In particular, he has made good friends with many big families in Ningbo. Why should Songjiang, a small place, take precedence over Ningbo in such a lucrative business as sea peddling?
"By the way, Geng Zhi," Fang Congzhe said to Yao Zongwen again, "there was a Songjiang merchant named Zheng who was very capable. She invited Sun Yuanhua, a protégé of Xu Guangqi, to study Western firearms in Songjiang. Somehow she got connected with Liaodong. This time, she helped the imperial court go deep into the Ministry of Construction to spy on the military situation, and the cannons she obtained were also very eye-catching. Zhang Quan spoke highly of her. A memorial to the Ministry of War has been submitted, requesting the imperial court to set up a firearms factory in Songjiang."
Yao Zongwen agreed: "I will also go and see what happens for Mr. Ge."
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On the outskirts of Beijing, Tongzhou training ground.
It has been almost three months since Ma Xianglin returned from Liaodong with the Sichuan army.
It was a mid-summer day, the sun was scorching like fire, and the formations were being practiced until noon. Ma Xianglin sent his men and horses to rest and eat in the shade.
"Young Master," the soldier who has been with him for many years said in Ma Xianglin's ear, "an old friend invited you to eat melon to relieve the heat."
Ma Xianglin took off his belt, shook his sweat-soaked shirt, mounted his horse again, and galloped to the village road a mile away.
Under the shade of the tree, Liu Shimin, wearing a bamboo hat, was waiting for him.
The two sat down, and Ma Xianglin took a piece of watery watermelon and ate it.
After chewing one piece, he looked up at Liu Shimin and said, "Didn't your father-in-law get a lot of money for the inner treasury again?"
Liu Shimin narrowed his eyes and said, "Do you still remember the collar that Miss Zheng put on you on the boat the year before last? As for the Baroque clothes she mentioned, the Han family made thousands of them from Songjiang cotton, but they were not enough for the Hongyi people to buy. "
Ma Xianglin was a little confused when he recalled the original scene, and Yang Zuo said disdainfully: "The great men of the Hongyi people can fight better than the Frankies, so why do they like to wear pink-haired clothes?"
Liu Shimin smiled noncommittally and asked, "What about you? After the victory in Fushun, how many Sichuan troops can be brought in?"
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Ma Xianglin said: "Before my mother returned to Chongqing last month, she said that the court asked her to recruit another 6,000 people, 3,000 to be stationed at Shanhaiguan, and 3,000 to be near Xifengkou."
Liu Shimin thought for a while and said, "You are already 10,000 young. Are you greedy for the imperial concubine?"
Ma Xianglin let out a "chi" sound: "My mother wants to strive for success, but my son is giving up. Prince Fu seems to be so happy in Luoyang that he has almost forgotten the grand plans and great achievements set by the imperial concubine for him. Even if I am really one of theirs, I will give them 10,000 yuan." Reinforcements are of no use if the rightful owner refuses to enter the capital."
Liu Shimin gently dusted off the seeds on the watermelon with his fingertips: "In other words, evil will be punished. The fourth child has created such karma, and the descendants will be worse than the next."
Ma Xianglin stared at Liu Shimin: "If there is no movement from Prince Fu when the prince ascends the throne, what are your plans?"
Eunuch Liu pursed his lips: "Xianglin, it's not you, it's us. We are now heroes on the same boat. You did a great job in Fushun this time. Only with military merit can you gain more trust from the court. Your Sichuan Army is more willing to transfer you to the north. But you have to understand that you are not making contributions to the one sitting on the Dragon Throne. It is the one sitting on the Dragon Throne today that makes you lose your father! God's way is reincarnation, let's let it happen His son can’t even hope to have another career.”
Ma Xianglin looked directly at the sudden intense light in Liu Shimin's eyes, and said in a calm tone for a moment: "Okay, let's. Eunuch Liu, if there is no brother-in-law feud, what are our plans?"
Liu Shimin's eyes also returned to calmness: "Then you train in the north, and the Lord trains in the south. It won't take more than a few years for us to do it. We have been waiting for three hundred years, why can't we wait for three or four years?"
Ma Xianglin turned to the direction of the capital and said slowly: "Father, the city gate is easy to fight, the Forbidden City is easy to break, but the dragon chair
, not so easy to sit on. The civil servants of the Ming Dynasty were the first to refuse, such as my father-in-law. "
After Liu Shimin sneered, his voice was as deep as iron: "When Jian Nu came to attack Fushun, did he ask the civil servants of the Ming Dynasty whether they would agree? Three hundred years ago, when King Yan went to attack Yingtian Mansion, he asked the civil servants whether they would agree. Do you agree? In this world, money and fists always talk."
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"Brother Yan, look, let me tell you, this world is not only about money and fists, but also love. Otherwise, why would your brothers in Hirado leave Japan one after another and still come all the way to join you? "
In Tainan, facing the port of Luer Waterway, Zheng Haizhu looked at the dozen warships in front of him and said to Yan Siqi.
The Battle of Fushun seems like yesterday, but now, half a year later, Zheng Haizhu, who had arranged the affairs of Yanzhou and Songjiang, has come to Taiwan without stopping and met Yan Siqi.
She came to congratulate Yan Siqi on being named the "Taiwan Propaganda Ambassador" by the imperial court. She also came to talk with this big brother about how to play the role of the land hub of Haoming Trading Company. She also wanted to provide some advice to him in some aspects. Wake up.
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