Be the emperor from the postman

Chapter 756 At this moment (second update)

In the bilingual teaching class, both sides tried their best.

However, the current teaching of Chinese language is not very successful.

Shuji Xiaoyema, who is deeply in love, speaks her mother tongue naturally.

He Jinzhao's foreign language learning is not very successful, because Shuji speaks too fast, and he can't understand, so he can only cater to him with practical actions.

It can be said that his interest in foreign language learning is not as great as in simple and easy-to-use reciprocating movements.

The reason may be that He Jinzhao's tongue function is not strong, so he can only focus on his own strengths, so as to achieve the purpose of learning from each other.

Marshal He went to bed because he was "too weak to drink".

But the crowd eating hot pot outside has not dispersed yet.

It's rare that the commander-in-chief called the brothers to gather here today, and you can drink more if you don't limit the wine. During the reception on weekdays, no one can drink a pot of wine.

Drinking alcohol is not allowed during working hours.

Most of the people at Sun Chuanting's table dispersed, leaving him to drink alone, savoring what He Jinzhao said just now.

Holding his wine glass, Zhang Fuzhen came over to see the first Jinshi of the Ming Dynasty who had defected to the hammer bandits.

It has to be said that Sun Chuanting's height is quite tall in front of many officials.

Even in front of Zhang Fuzhen, an old man from Shandong, even sitting on a chair, the two sides are one high and one low.

"Mayor Sun, the hall is so lively, why are you the only one drinking alone?"

In fact, Sun Chuanting has been resisting in his heart since he was told that the hammer bandits were spies.

Even though he told himself that for Daming, he could sacrifice himself and try to blend in.

But today, listening to what He Jinzhao said, he thought he had already integrated in well, but he really seemed out of place.

Others are not fools, so they can feel it.

At this time, Sun Chuanting saw Zhang Fuzhen sitting down with a wine glass, heard his question, slightly cupped his hands and said:
"I've met Staff Officer Zhang. There are so many people, but I don't know many people, so I drink here alone."

"The commander-in-chief said today that there is no official position, you and I can just call him by his first name, don't always put on airs of a scholar."

Zhang Fuzhen poured himself a glass of wine and said:
"In my lord's place, even scholars don't get any special treatment. They all have to work from the grassroots level. I didn't expect to communicate with each other."

"Didn't my generation of scholars often say that there is no need for special treatment, as long as there is room to display your ambitions, you can enjoy it?"

Zhang Fuzhen looked at Sun Chuanting and smiled: "Many officials under the lord's command are naturally meritocracy, and they don't get high positions just by studying.

This greatly shortens the narrowness of employing people, and can gather more people, isn't it? "

"But Mr. Zhang, you didn't start from the grassroots!"

In fact, Sun Chuanting was a little bit uncomfortable, after all, He Jinzhao's double standards were not reflected in him.

"I don't deal with local government affairs." Zhang Fuzhen laughed twice:

"Besides, the old man is from the military. At least before becoming an official, I was already in Shaanxi and proved my ability to know soldiers."

Sun Chuanting suppressed the belch in his chest: "Mr. Zhang, are you really working for the Hammer Bandits?"

"It's true and sincere."

"The commander-in-chief believed you?"

"En." Zhang Fuzhen put down the wine glass in his hand:
"I used to think that I could save one or two great Mings, but since I joined the Hammer Bandits, I realized that I was wrong."

"Ok?"

"I thought I was Yu Shaobao, Zhang Juzheng, or Yan Song. At least I could maintain the stability of the imperial court and let the decrees reach the local government smoothly!"

Zhang Fuzhen immediately shook his head: "It's a pity that even if they come back to life, the current Daming has no chance to be revived in their hands."

Sun Chuanting was silent, but Zhang Fuzhen asked with a smile, "Who do you think you can become?"

"what?"

Sun Chuanting never expected that Zhang Fuzhen would have such a pessimistic attitude towards the court, no matter how he once held a high position.

This is what I can't compare to. Is it possible that my news has been blocked to the point where I don't know what's going on with the court?
No matter what Zhang Fuzhen said, he knew that he was no match.

Sun Chuanting raised his neck and drank another glass of wine: "Mr. Zhang, where is your family?"

"It's good if I can pick it up in the future, but if I can't, the court will only know that I'm dead."

Zhang Fuzhen stood up and smiled, "Mayor Sun will help me keep the secret?"

"Don't tell Zhang Gong some jokes."

Sun Chuanting grinned, he wondered if he was betrayed by Zhang Zongheng's people?

Otherwise, how could Zhang Fuzhen say such things?

But Sun Chuanting really didn't have much confidence in Daming's secrecy measures. The spies of the Jurchens in Liaodong did not make much noise.

Sun Chuanting even felt that He Jinzhao was always giving him a chance.

Zhang Fuzhen smiled, got up and left as well, it would be best if Sun Chuanting could serve the lord, if not, he would be pinned to death in the town.

Even if Sun Chuanting is a great talent and cannot be used by me, I must not let him slip out and be used by others.

But Zhang Fuzhen thought about it again, even if Sun Chuanting really wanted to be a foolish and loyal person to Daming, presumably his master would simply let him go.

It's not that he's afraid of Sun Chuanting, but that even though Sun Chuanting has learned the tricks from the Hammer Bandits, he wants to return to Daming territory to reproduce.

Appointed to die in the hands of one's own people.

Zhang Fuzhen couldn't help but pat himself on the head, he really wasn't as thorough as his master in this matter.

Even though the Ming Dynasty was in jeopardy, these vested interests would not share any of their interests.

Warriors who want to reform will either meet with a bloody head or die!

Zhang Fuzhen walked back slowly, humming a Shandong tune.

Bai was so fucking worried.

I thought the lord wanted to subdue this talent, but I didn't expect that no matter what, the initiative is in the hands of the lord.

Even if he is gone, if the lord did not kill him, but if Sun Chuanting ended up with no good end in Daming, there must be more and more people in the world who want to "dump Ming".

As for the Donglin Party, it's a fart in the court now!

After Wei Zhongxian killed many capable ministers and officials who were even capable of "partisan struggle", the remaining people even chose someone like Qian Qianyi as their leader.

This kind of person doesn't even know how to fight in the party, and still wants to join the cabinet, but the result is that he is used by others and kicked to the south for retirement.

"Mr. Zhang, come here." Yang Yuxiu said with a smile on his face, "Go pee, it took so long."

"Hey, the old man can only pee against the wind now." Zhang Fuzhen first laughed at himself:
"I only hope that in my lifetime, I will be satisfied to see my lord accomplish great things."

"Hahaha."

Several people burst into laughter, feeling that their hearts were burning with enthusiasm for the future of the Hammer Bandits.

In the eyes of the few of them, the Ming court was crumbling, like an old stag, with some background.

But Hammer Bandit is a newly born cub. Although he has just been born, he has already shown his domineering aura and will definitely be able to swallow this big stag.

The opportunity for everyone to change their lives has come again!

Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang was just a beggar, and the team around him were almost all low-level people.

At this moment, just as at that moment.

　I'm sorry, I received a notice two days ago that I need to move. The landlord wants to make room for his son's wedding room to decorate. I probably won't be able to spend more time on Saturdays and Sundays this month. On weekdays, I will try to collect as much wool as possible from the company. , sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)