Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 563 A Mistake

In the middle of the night, Zhu Yixi woke up from the tenderness.

"What time is it?" Habitually shouted.

When I dimly opened my eyes, I felt a headache, but the lights in front of my eyes were exhausted, the dim lights, the curtains were dropped at some time, everything seemed 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, and his strong perseverance made him get up straight away and put on his clothes.

Through the screen window, it was still dark, looking back at the pink and tender second daughter, he left without looking back.

Having experienced so many women, he is no longer that kind of first-time brother who is reluctant to let go after staring at him.

Today's he has already tasted too many tastes, women are just spices, snacks, and an occasional taste is enough, and he must not be nostalgic for too much, and devote himself wholeheartedly to it.

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After the man left, Li Xiangjun and Kou Baimen opened their eyes together.

Two pairs of beautiful eyes looked at each other, it seemed that the prodigal last night was still in front of my eyes, with embarrassment in disbelief.

"Tell me, are we sorry for sister Bian..." It was Kou Baimen who spoke first.

These words were too visceral, Li Xiangjun didn't react for a while, and immediately said with a blank face: "It was a mistake, I wanted to test it out, but we two idiots lost ourselves..."

"Just a dream! A nightmare."

Kou Baimen told her to look like she had no desires and no desires, he hesitated to speak, hesitated again and again, and said:

"He, he is the emperor after all. We are all old girls. Instead of finding someone else, we might as well entrust it to him, and we will have nothing to worry about for the rest of our lives..."

"I'm still Hou Lang!"

Li Xiangjun's beautiful collarbone was exposed, and the thin quilt covered her delicate body. She turned over and swept away the quilt.

In a blink of an eye, Kou Baimen's slender body was exposed.

Kou Baimen rolled his eyes and said: "Your Hou Lang was sent back to his hometown and forced to marry, and he has forgotten you long ago."

"Furthermore, there are tens of thousands of Hou Langs in the world, but there is only one emperor. Are you not tempted?"

After not seeing Li Xiangjun for a while, Kou Baimen was really helpless, a girl with shallow eyes.

One is cowardly, and two are strong.

In the end, she was able to mutter: "You were born in Qinhuai River, the Hou family already disliked you, and now you are taken over by the emperor, you will never get started in this life..."

As soon as the words came out, the thin quilt was gently moved, and the sound of sobbing was heard, and the sound became louder and louder, which made Kou Baimen panic for a while.

And here, Zhu Yixi took advantage of the fourth watch to return to Yuquan Villa, and continued to catch up on sleep.

At daybreak, the cabinet submitted a proposal on the division of Shuntian Mansion and the division of Beizhili.

The imperial pen approved the red, and the cabinet re-transcribed it, compiled it into a prose, and then submitted it to the six departments for review and distribution.

A territorial issue that spread throughout Northern Zhili and involved millions of people began to officially open.

Far away in Taiwan, after untold hardships, Yang Tingjian, the prefect of Taiwan, finally came to his jurisdiction.

And the one who came with him was Taiwan General Soldier Yang Zhan, who was carrying [-] soldiers and horses, which can be described as mighty.

Yang Zhan is a native of Jiading, Sichuan. He was the No. 1637 Wu Jinshi in the tenth year of Chongzhen (3). When Zhang Xianzhong entered Sichuan to attack Chengdu, he and Cao Xun led [-] elite soldiers to guard Chengdu, beating more than [-] levels of enemies.

When the city was broken and captured, when he was about to be killed, he grabbed the knife and cut the rope, hacked two people to death, jumped into the river and swam to Xinjin to escape.

Later, in Qianwei, he rebelled against the West and attacked Jiading Mansion. After the Battle of Chengdu, he defected to Zhu Yixi and integrated into his command.

He has participated in many wars in these years, from the official to the commander-in-chief, from the noble to the uncle of Guangyuan.

The qualifications are enough, but there is no chance to stand alone, otherwise the position of Marquis is just around the corner.

Therefore, in the five-army governor's mansion, he couldn't stay, so he offered to take up a post in Taiwan.

He would like to go to other places, such as the northwest and southwest, but there is no place left, so he can only come to Taiwan to make do with it.

"Penghu navy guerrilla Sun Lin, pay homage to the governor and commander!"

Sun Lin performed the official ceremony sternly, but Yang Tingjian and Yang Zhan didn't know the identity of this person, so they hurriedly supported him, and a group of them came to the naval yamen.

"Brother Sun, you are someone who has experienced the recent situation of the Taiwan government. Maybe you can analyze it?"

The three sat down respectively, Yang Tingjian said affectionately.

Sun Lin hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "I don't dare to be humble, I can only speak nonsense..."

The two Yangs also listened carefully.

At this time, the Taiwan government was newly established for a few months, but except for Penghu and Dayuan County, Jilong and Danshui were only military camps and sparsely populated.

There are only a few hundred fishermen in Penghu, while Dayuan has a population of [-] to [-], and there are also a large number of Shengbo people.

"Especially in the north, there is a fan of the Big Belly Kingdom who is hostile to us and always harassing us. This is Taiwan's biggest worry."

"How about the Holland barbarians? We took their land, how can we not retaliate?" Yang Zhan said roughly, with no fear on his face, full of excitement.

Obviously, he came to Taiwan government just to make military exploits.

"Our Taiwan has allowed the opening of the port, and those barbarians have a place to go, so they will stop clamoring. Besides, if we are going to rule the country tomorrow, how dare the little Dutch barbarians be presumptuous?"

Sun Lin spoke tenaciously, but finally couldn't hold back.

"What about the barbarians? How should we control them?"

Taiwan's prefect Yang Tingjian attaches the most importance to trade, and those barbarians are the key.

"I will see at the end, the Taiwan government is also the seat of the imperial court, whether it is a barbarian or a foreigner, it must be served by the law of the Ming Dynasty."

Sun Lin said sincerely.

Hearing these words, Yang Tingjian fell into deep thought, clapped his hands after a while and said, "Let's do it like this."

After resting in Penghu for two days, the fleet set off again and arrived at Dayuan.

Among the welcome staff at the port, Yang Tingjian really saw a large group of Yi people, whose appearance was similar to those seen in Beijing, but the number was so large that he really exceeded his expectations.

The location of Taiwan's government office is the city of Relandia, and Yang Zhan, the general of Taiwan, is stationed in Chikan City.

As for the county magistrate, it was Guo Huaiyi, a local squire.

It was originally Zheng Zhilong's old ministry, and had good relations with the Han and Han, and had a high prestige. Considering Zheng Zhilong's factors and Taiwan's special situation, he was appointed as the county magistrate.

However, when he first came to Taiwan, Yang Tingjian was hit hard.

Taiwan has insufficient money and food.

"Your Majesty, there are only tens of thousands of people in Dayuan County. Not only do they have to support the officials, but now there are [-] more soldiers and horses. It really can't last."

Guo Huai couldn't stop complaining: "The food in the government office is only enough for half a month, and if you don't think about it, you will have to run out of food."

"Didn't I hear that Holland Yi is in Taiwan and can make hundreds of thousands of taels a year?"

Yang Tingjian couldn't believe it, he always felt that there was something weird here.

"But Fujun, the Dutch don't set up yamen and only collect taxes. It's hard for Han and Tibetans to live."

"If we follow the imperial court's taxation, at most 60,000 taels a year, we can't support too many people."

(End of this chapter)