I'm really not doing business

Chapter 61
Li Le reappeared in the Quan Chu Guild Hall. It was reasonable that Lu Shusheng, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, had already changed the door, which made Zhang Juzheng feel stuck in his throat.

From Li Le's point of view, the Jin Party is terrible. Mr. Zhang, it is much more terrifying than the Jin Party!
"Li Le, you can already be an official." Zhang Juzheng said with a smile: "This task is mainly left to you."

An open investigation cannot be lost, and unannounced visits must also be done.

"That's what Your Majesty means, let our family cooperate with Mr. Yuanfu to do things." Zhang Jing explained his intention of coming, and the two imprisoned Qianhu will follow them after they leave the city. Sleep.

Zhang Jing belonged to Zhang Hong, Zhang Hong was the eunuch of the Qianqing Palace, and Feng Bao was the eunuch in charge of the ceremonies and the supervisor of the East Factory. Feng Bao and Zhang Hong should be regarded as enemies to a large extent.

And Zhang Jing took the waist card of Feng Bao's confidant Xu Jue, that is to say, Zhang Jing went out of the palace and came to the Quanchu Guild Hall, which was agreed by Feng Bao.

Zhang Juzheng was extremely surprised that the palace was able to maintain the peace on the surface. The bites in the palace were always more direct and brutal than those outside the palace. Feng Bao and Zhang Hong didn't fight each other. Some see it differently.

The last time Zhang Juzheng felt strange was when Feng Bao came to deliver the pencils, obeying the palace rules and not accepting bribes.

Many changes have taken place in the palace, at least Zhang Juzheng believes that such changes are benign and beneficial to the Ming Dynasty.

Zhang Hong is an ambitious person, and he may have conflicts with Feng Bao in the future, but as long as it is not now, or when the master Shaoguo is in doubt, Zhang Juzheng, the chief assistant, will be much more relaxed. Watching Zhang Jing arrive with Xu Jue's badge In the Quanchu Guild Hall, Zhang Juzheng suddenly felt that the Ming Dynasty was thriving.

Zhang Jing appeared in the Quanchu Guild Hall because Zhang Jing was born face-to-face, and Zhang Jing rarely appeared in front of people. Even Zhang Juzheng only knew a name, and this was the first time he saw Zhang Jing.

"How about Bachelor Xu?" Zhang Juzheng didn't immediately explain his plan, but asked about Xu Zhenming's situation.

Zhang Jing thought for a while, and said with a smile: "Bachelor Xu, he can't do anything but farm. Bachelor Xu has a submissive heart, and he does heavy and dirty work, and he doesn't let His Majesty bother him."

"That's good." Zhang Juzheng heard, but heaved a sigh of relief. Xu Zhenming was in Baoqi Hall leading Baoqi Hall up and down.

Zhang Juzheng was very impressed when Xu Zhenming went to Beijing with a bamboo bookcase on his back. After Zhang Juzheng was elected, there was a book boy Youqi. It was not up to Juren to memorize the book box, but Xu Zhenming did not have a book boy.

When Xu Zhenming was cultivating fields in Shanyin, Zhejiang Province, he must have experienced what Li Le experienced, but Xu Zhenming did not kneel down, was dismissed from office, and had no money in his hand and wanted to find someone to recommend him.

Zhang Juzheng said with a lot of emotion: "Your Majesty's words are reasonable. He is diligent, faithful, and pragmatic. He does what he knows and does what he does, and his appearance is the same."

This sentence is the annotation of His Majesty the Emperor's four teachings in "The Analects of Confucius Shu Er": Wen, Xing, Loyalty, and Faith. Now that Li Le has entered and entered, Zhang Juzheng found that what His Majesty said is really true. Makes sense.

You can't look at what he said or how he behaved. You have to let him do things and test him to see if he looks the same.

Zhang Juzheng was extremely relieved. Although he misread his classmate Lu Shusheng, it wasn't his vision that was wrong, but Lu Shusheng's.

Li Le and Xu Zhenming, whom he promoted, are all right?
"Mr. Yuanfu." Zhang Jing reminded that Zhang Juzheng should make arrangements for a trip, and he didn't know what to do. Before leaving, His Majesty just asked to listen to Zhang Juzheng's arrangements.

Zhang Juzheng said with a smile: "Tomorrow, we will set off with Li Le and the others. Li Le, when you arrive at Xuanda, you can exchange cups with the local officials of Xuanda. Let Zhang Jing and Ti Xingqianhu do the investigation." Do."

Zhang Juzheng also plays very dirty, what he plays is black under the lamp.

Zhang Jing and Ti Xingqianhu had to have identity to inspect the frontiers and inspect Dingjian. This is the rule. If you want to go to the Great Wall, how can you go if you don’t have identity?
On the surface, Li Le surrendered to the Jin Party, and he was friendly with the local officials of Xuanda, which attracted everyone's attention, and it happened to be a cover for Zhang Jing and others to do things.

Since you want to fight, you have to do everything possible to catch them off guard and catch them by surprise.

In the eyes of Queen Mother Li and Queen Mother Chen, the little emperor's life was extremely boring.

Every morning when I get up at five o’clock in the morning, I go to the Wenhua Palace to listen to the government and study after eating something. After reading the book, I practice martial arts. After finishing the chapters, I have to stay up late to read books, and what I read are all agricultural books.

Zhu Yijun never tires of it.

"It's not difficult anymore. Has Ti Shuai really practiced seriously? After two months of martial arts practice, there is nothing else except standing uprights and running back and forth quickly. Is it Ti Shuai who doesn't teach, or Ti Shuai who doesn't?" The little emperor, who had been on the stand for almost two months, started to output to the handsome Zhu Xixiao after finishing his work.

Zhu Xixiao clenched his fists, who wouldn't? !
He really knows it, the little emperor's words really make people angry.

Zhu Xixiao really practiced seriously, but he couldn't help the little emperor to be more serious than him. In other words, those martial arts with swords and the little yellow gate somewhat slowed down the emperor's progress. The little emperor was able to, without any punishment, Completed all his projects without compromise, such as stance, sprint back and forth, and long-distance running.

The little emperor has lost nearly ten catties in the three months of martial arts training. Empress Dowager Chen and Empress Dowager Li have looked at Zhu Xixiao with unkind eyes recently, as if Zhu Xixiao had scolded the little emperor.

Zhu Yijun exhaled foul breath, and when the stance was over, he asked curiously, "Is there any martial arts to teach?"

"Is Your Majesty talking about routines?" Zhu Xixiao frowned.

Zhu Yijun nodded, made a few gestures, and said expectantly with his big eyes flashing: "Yes, martial arts routines, is there any kind of kung fu, after practice, you can fly over the walls, your hands are as soft as cotton, and your body is as hard as iron?" , the fist is like a hammer, the weight is like a thunderbolt, the shape is like a rabbit and a falcon, and it has the ability to shoot dragons and kill tigers!"

Zhu Xixiao's expression was complicated, he hesitated to speak, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, those who fly over the roof and walk over the walls are thieves..."

Flying over the eaves and walking on the wall means that thieves enter the house at night to steal things and steal people. If they enter the house at night, they will be treated as thieves.

"There is no such routine." Zhu Yijun asked with some disappointment: "Then what should I practice?"

"Bows, crossbows, and blunderbusses are inch-long and inch-strong. Bows, crossbows, and blunderbusses are the longest." Zhu Xixiao said quite accurately.

"An inch of length is an inch of strength?" Zhu Yijun said with a smile, "Why don't you say that an inch is short and an inch is dangerous?"

Zhu Xixiao shook his head when he heard this and said: "I don't agree with you. For example, if you encounter a gangster with a dagger with your bare hands, you can only run away. If you fight on the battlefield, you will win if you are long."

"In Ji Xiao's new book Brothers and Feet, Qi Shuai also said: The enemy's short soldiers are not in the body of the gun, so he naturally dare not advance lightly. Bows and arrows, firearms, these are also long weapons, and they can shoot a hundred paces. I wait until the enemy is fifty paces away. To send it again is because the situation is dangerous and the knot is short, and a long-term soldier is short-term. But what Qi Shuai means is that it is about one inch long and one inch stronger."

"I listened to Ti Shuai and Qi Shuai." Zhu Yijun thought for a while. In the final analysis, the history of human beings consists of throwing stones and boiling water. What Zhu Xixiao said makes sense. If you can shoot your opponent to death, why go up and fight for your life?

Professional things, professionals are more professional.

"Then how to practice bows, crossbows, and blunderbusses?" Zhu Yijun asked expectantly.

Zhu Xixiao shook his sleeves, handed something to Zhang Hong, and said, "Would you like to practice this first, Your Majesty?"

Zhu Yijun looked at the things in Zhang Hong's hand, and said angrily: "Is Ti Shuai teasing a child! This is a slingshot! Don't you know?"

During the time of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, there was a man named Han Yan. The thief liked to play with a slingshot, and he used gold to make projectiles. , followed by a bunch of people who were suffering from hunger and cold, went to pick up the golden pills shot by Han Yan, and there was an excuse for coercing grandsons and dudes.

Zhu Xixiao asked him to practice the slingshot, isn't this fooling the children?
"Your Majesty, it doesn't matter if you practice your accuracy." Zhu Xixiao mulled over this for a long time before choking out a sentence. He couldn't say that at his age, His Majesty didn't have enough strength to draw a bow or fill a crossbow. As for the firecracker , and not very stable.

Zhu Yijun looked at Zhu Xixiao's expression, carefully read Zhu Xixiao's words, and understood Zhu Xixiao's meaning. With his current strength, he can't practice bow and arrow.

The projectiles of the emperor's slingshot were fired solid porcelain pellets. Zhu Yijun took a porcelain pellet, opened the slingshot, and shot it at a rectangular step target five feet five inches high and two feet five inches wide ten steps away.

The porcelain pellet flew out, brushed past the archery target, hit the wall, and shattered.

Everyone is silent, which is really too biased.

No, it should be that the archery target has no submissive heart, and can't take porcelain pills!
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