The atmosphere in the four-person discussion room in the hall did not become cold for long before Zheng Haizhu stood up.
"Mr. Yang, Zuo Gong, and Mr. Wang, I have told everything about what I saw and guessed when I went into the inner court and the Taoist temple. As soon as the Youshi hour is over, the curfew will be lifted, and I must go back to my house."
The curfew is just an excuse to avoid it first, but it is actually a measure of caution.
What are the identities of Yang Zuo and Wang Wenyan, and Wang Wenyan is the hidden military advisor of Wang An and Donglin court officials.
Zheng Haizhu understands that those plots in Shuangwen that can make the other party call him boss with just a few sentences are all lies.
I have not yet been truly accepted into the core of the think tank by these civil servants or men on staff.
Right now, it's just a living chess piece that's relatively easy to use.
Just bring the words to the living chess, there is no need to linger any longer, stretch your head and neck, and wait to see Yang Lian immediately arrange his troops. This will teach these people of the opposite sex who can't look at women at face value after all, to feel disgust in their hearts.
Moreover, Yang Lian's face was as dark as water, and his eyebrows were furrowed and his fists were clenched. It seemed that he was more annoyed that the emperor was greedy for women and did not care about the dragon's body even after he came to court. He had to think of a solution from the perspective of a foreign minister in a moment. There seems to be no solution to the problem.
Staring at Yang to remonstrate and wait for the next step, wouldn't it damage his proud face?
Zheng Haizhu then left Fuli.
After leaving the other business where Wang Gonggong was contacted, Zuo's carriage trotted towards Zheng's business.
Zheng Haizhu leaned in the carriage and looked at the pedestrians and shop lights on one side of the street through the gap in the curtain.
She suddenly missed Wu Bond.
If Wu Bang Bang had not died, he could have sat across from him and listened in the night that was about to become chaotic.
She would tell him that today, just as she made up the story that Nurhaci had bribed Li Yongfang when she went to Hetuala, she added some extra details to Taoist Jingzhao's view of Baoxu, with the purpose of igniting the raging suspicion in the hearts of the courtiers. fire.
But what was different from the original battle in Fushun was that Taoist priest Jingzhao rescued Zheng Haizhu when they met by chance.
Zheng Haizhu believes that only Wu Bondang, who has the mentality of a counselor and has been with him for a period of life, can understand and explain the cold tactics, instead of superficially commenting on the four words "women's kindness".
When Zheng Haizhu sighed deeply, the carriage slowed down until it stopped.
The driver of the Zuo family turned around and said, "Madam, there is an old man in front of you who is saluting and wants to talk. Madam, do you think he is an acquaintance?"
Zheng Haizhu lifted the curtain at the front of the car and took a look.
It's Wang Wenyan.
Zheng Haizhu jumped off the carriage without hesitation.
Wang Wenyan handed a small folded paper to the boy behind him, and said warmly: "Go to Mrs. Zheng's treasure house, give a name card to Mrs. Zheng's subordinates, and say that I and Mrs. are discussing something, please don't worry. "
The young man bowed in response and left after taking the order.
When Wang Wenyan cast his gaze back, he saw no displeasure or surprise on Zheng Haizhu's face.
The woman said calmly: "Mr. Wang, don't you care about the curfew?"
Wang Wenyan took a step forward, showed the sign in his hand, and said in an equally polite tone: "Wang has this, the palace gave it to me, so it doesn't matter."
Zheng Haizhu then turned around, sent the Zuo family's carriage back, followed Wang Wenyan, turned around an alley, and entered a wine shop.
The wine shop is not big, but the courtyard is deep.
The two sat down in the booth behind the rockery pavilion, and a young waiter came unannounced and brought drinks and snacks.
Wang Wenyan poured himself a cup of fine wine, but pushed the steaming bowl of wontons to Zheng Haizhu.
"Mrs. Zheng must have skipped dinner and had a few hot bites first. You people from South Zhili must like these little crepe wontons."
Zheng Haizhu pulled the bowl to his hand and said with a smile: "I thought that Mr. Wang came from the state capital, where he was sentenced to prison, and he also worked as an errand in the Ministry of Punishment. He should have a majestic and majestic style. I didn't expect him to be so gentle and gentle."
Wang Wenyan's heart moved slightly. Before he picked up the wine glass and drank it, he pursed his lips and said, "It turns out that Madam has also inquired about Wang's origin."
Zheng Haizhu blew the wontons in the spoon: "The name is resounding, and there are admirers who look up to it and inquire about it. Just like us who open trading companies everywhere and hang up our trade names, busy people like Mr. don't take the time to ask questions. Did you know the location of our shop?"
Wang Wenyan took a sip of wine, put down the glass, and said sincerely: "Madam, you must be happy. Since Wang is so valued by Wang Gonggong and Dong Lin, you can't take the people who come to seek refuge with them lightly. Madam is a heroine with great achievements, How can Wang be sure who the madam is from and whether she will set a trap for Wang Gonggong and Dong Lin?"
Zheng Haizhu grinned: "Mr. Wang can't even trust Mr. Huang Zunsu Huang?"
"A wise man may make mistakes because of his many concerns. However, Wang has sent his subordinates to follow Madam for a while these days, and now he is somewhat relieved."
"Sir, he is very straightforward and doesn't talk nonsense. He is quite similar to us businessmen."
Wang Wenyan's eyebrows became more and more relaxed: "Wang asked more directly. Madam's heart is drawn to Donglin just because of her... friendship with Huang Zunsu?"
Zheng Haizhu chewed a wonton, swallowed it, nodded and said: "Yes, Mr. Huang was my first supporter. When doing business, you always start from familiar territory and slowly expand outward. Besides, Mr. Wang is in Bo I have been in the world of treacherous rivers and lakes, but I still choose Donglin, which makes me feel more at ease. It can be seen that I have the same view as Renjie."
Wang Wenyan smiled: "Madam, you praise Wang. In life, there is only one word for gambling and one for luck. If there had been a way to get to know Qi Chuzhe, maybe Wang would have had another face."
"Mr. Wang, in addition to gambling and luck, there is also the word 'righteousness'. Whoever you choose is not necessarily good or evil, but if you choose both sides, you will be a dirty person. Throughout the ages, , the three surnamed domestic slaves are the most despised."
When Wang Wenyan heard this, he raised his eyelids, and a hint of appreciation flashed across his eyes.
Zheng Haizhu has met a lot of people in the past few years, and it is rare for a man who has entered his forties to occasionally have the sparkle of a young man in his eyes.
She was not surprised by Wang Wenyan's reaction. Who gave her the information advantage over future generations?
According to historical records, Wang Wenyan was ordered to be imprisoned by Wei Zhongxian a few years later. Under various tortures by the eunuchs, he still refused to frame Yang Lian.
Smart campers may not be indifferent to the word "righteousness" deep in their hearts.
After Zheng Haizhu finished speaking, he took the wine flask, filled the porcelain cup in front of him, and raised the glass to Wang Wenyan: "Sir, I am a jailer, and I am a businesswoman. If we hadn't earned our reputation through hard work, , can't get into the eyes of those ministers who were born as Jinshi. It doesn't matter, we and they need each other, so let's go hand in hand with the words righteousness and benefit, as long as it is worthy of the country's destiny and the people's livelihood."
Wang Wenyan clinked the wine glasses with her, drank it down in one gulp, and then said again: "We say we are working together, but with our status, we should be more diligent and smart, and do the work of building bridges and paving roads for them." Zheng Madam, just now Mr. Yang said that he would just find a reason to impeach Li Kezhuo of Honglu Temple in the past few days until he was dismissed from office, and there would be no chance to enter the palace to face the saint again, what do you think?"
Zheng Haizhu said: "I think this is a bad strategy, to scare the snake away. Yang and Zuo, the two masters, should not rely on their status as public officials to drag Sun Chengzong, the master of God, to come to Long Live Lord and learn from Hai Rui's Lord Jiajing is like that. He indulges in wine, sex, wealth, and the like. He advises Lord Long live to be pure. Lord Long live has been a useless prince for half his life, and now he has finally turned around. The emperor is also a human being. Once he is released from prison, he can indulge as much as he wants, and no one can think of it. Stop him with a few words of truth."
Wang Wenyan thought to himself, you, a woman, really dare to speak disobedient words.
He curled his lips and said, "You just want to watch Long Live the Lord come to your palace every day?"
"That's right," Zheng Haizhu said, "My health is not bad and I can't afford to be in trouble. How can we support our speculation?"
Wang Wenyan lowered his voice: "So, Madam is not in a hurry to rescue him, but wants to make Wang Gonggong and Yang Lian believe in your plan?"
Zheng Haizhu met his gaze: "Mr. Wang, don't you think like me?"
"Haha," Wang Wenyan put down his wine glass, "Mr. Zuo and I persuaded Mr. Yang. But we can't just sit back and watch. What preparations can we make secretly?"
Zheng Haizhu thought for a while and then changed his tone to a respectful discussion: "First, keep an eye on Li Kezhuo to see who he interacts with in private; second, find someone to leave a certificate for the dregs of medicine coming out of the Imperial Pharmacy. In the huge inner court, the princes and the public There are also quite a few godsons who are little flamers; thirdly..."
After hearing the third matter, Wang Wenyan shook his head and nodded again, smiling: "Madam, there are really no taboos in discussing matters."
There was no hint of intimacy on Zheng Haizhu's face. She just paused and suddenly took out a paper bag from her sleeve, placed it on the table, and opened it carefully.
"Mr. Wang is well-informed. Can you help me see if there is any poppy shell powder in these medicinal residues?"
