Chapter 1617 Wu Xun, Petty Official

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Zhang Fu still doesn't have a healthy son, but he no longer competes with his heirs. He keeps studying every day, and all civil and military officials say he is good.

"Your Majesty said that although I am a military official, I know that I am more courteous than civil officials. Do you think this is good or bad?"

In the study of the British government, Zhang Fu poured Zhu Yong a cup of tea, then sat down and asked.

Zhu Yong picked up the teacup, sniffed the tea, and said slowly: "Brother Wenbi, you are both civil and military. This has long been a public opinion in the country, and I followed suit, but I was regarded as a mere imitation..."

"That's provocation!"

Zhang Fu lowered his eyes and said, "I've already regretted it."

Zhu Yong looked up in surprise, and laughed at himself: "You regret it, so we still can't mix with those civil servants, but I have been thinking recently, why should we get closer to them? Isn't this a bit flattering. "

Zhang Fu smiled wryly and said: "Conquering the world depends on military officials, and governing the country depends on civil servants. The Ming Dynasty has gradually stabilized. The military officials are all worried about how to deal with themselves, and they also have to worry about their children and grandchildren being dismissed as ignorant, hey! Look! See how many martial arts have sent their children to martial arts?"

Holding the teacup, Zhu Yong's palm was burned. He let go of his hand, touched the teacup and said: "In the early years, my hands were full of calluses from martial arts training, but now my legs are full of flesh, and I feel unbearable when I touch the teacup. They have all become sons, if you don’t cause trouble and lose your title, we will have to celebrate underground.”

After a while of silence, Zhang Fu said: "Your Majesty is both wary of us and disappointed. What he is wary of is that there will be someone like An Lushan among us, but what is disappointed is that he hates him."

As he spoke, Zhang Fu glanced at Zhu Yong, which was very meaningful.

"I wanted to stand out, but no one followed me, and I didn't intend to be a leader. This was also a taboo. After a lot of thinking, I fell silent."

Zhu Yong shook his head and said: "Brother Wen Bi, you know me. My temperament is that of a military minister. I'm just pretending to be refined. If I take the lead, things will probably go wrong...There are too many things I don't understand!"

Wu Xun's holding a group is also easy to be jealous, so Zhang Fu is just keeping a low profile, so as not to be watched by others, and then there will be no more peaceful life, and if not done, it will bring disaster to his descendants.

The two were relatively silent. After a long while, Zhu Yong raised his eyebrows and said: "Your Majesty transferred your brother-in-law back to Beijing. This is to make a rush. Brother Wen Bi, is your brother-in-law a military honor or a civil servant? Your Majesty didn't even give it to him when he became the throne." Tell me, those civil servants didn't dare to poke this question."

Zhang Fu said with a smile: "Dehua is very famous. If anyone dares to poke this question, he will probably be thinking about it. As for civil and military... Ming Dynasty ruled the country with filial piety!"

Zhu Yong drank the tea in one gulp, stood up and said, "Well, the late emperor didn't distinguish where he was when he ruled the country with filial piety. Of course, His Majesty wants Xiao Gui and Cao to follow him!"

"But Brother Wen Bi, your brother-in-law is getting more and more conflicted with the civil servants, and he will probably lean on our side in the future. There must be a leader by then, right?"

Zhang Fu sighed slightly in his heart, and said: "Most likely he is not willing to do this. From the first emperor to the present, have you seen that he has formed a clique?"

At this time, instead of thinking about Wu Xun's current predicament, but entangled in things that haven't happened yet, Wu Xun is really decadent...

Zhang Fu's eyes darkened slightly, he got up and sent Zhu Yong out.

As a result, when the two went out, they ran into Zhang Shuhui who came in with Wuyou in her arms. Zhang Fu asked, "I was in danger at Qingshou Temple today. Are you afraid of Wuyou?"

Zhang Shuhui blessed herself first, and then said: "This child is a bold one. This is not the time to get better with my sister-in-law yesterday, so my younger sister brought her here."

Zhang Fu nodded, seeing Wuyou staring at him curiously, he smiled so much that the corners of his eyes wrinkled, and said softly, "Do you remember Uncle Wuyou?"

Wuyou's big eyes rolled around, from Zhang Fu to Zhu Yong who was standing beside him with a smile,

Then he said, "Delicious uncle."

puff!

Both Zhang Fu and Zhu Yong couldn't help laughing, they forgot about the Yu Yu just now and the hidden calculations in their hearts, and just smiled carefreely.

But after Xue Huamin hurried over to report, the two of them couldn't laugh anymore.

"My lord, there are rumors that my uncle killed Li Mao, the son of Li Dezheng, the official of the treasure department, and hung his body on the door of his study. It scared Li Dezheng crazy!"

Zhang Fu said in astonishment, "No way?"

But thinking of Fang Xing's temper, he asked, "Could it be that Li Mao is related to the assassination at Qingshou Temple?"

Xue Huamin nodded, "Yes, there are rumors outside that Li Mao colluded with other races to assassinate my uncle."

"Brother Wen Bi, your brother-in-law is so ruthless! So fast!"

Zhu Yong shook his head and sighed softly, then cupped his hands and walked away in a dull mood.

Compared with Fang Xing, he felt that he was living too uselessly.

...

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Yu Qian was laughing, laughing with the villagers, while all around them were fields ready for spring plowing.

A calf followed behind the big one, looking for food in the field. After hearing the laughter, Da Niu saw nothing, but Xiao Niu looked back curiously.

"Potatoes can also be grown on sloping land, such land should not be idle!"

Yu Qian said to these farmers: "If there is free space around the house, we can also grow some vegetables. We must use the land and not just be satisfied with enough food."

More than a dozen farmers listened carefully to what he said, with expressions of trust on their faces.

"We need to raise more chickens and ducks at home, grow more potatoes, and those vegetables. When the children are free, they can also get some wild vegetables, so that the chickens and ducks will have food?"

Yu Qian pointed to the distance and said: "This Beiping is very big! As long as you work hard, you will not worry about the children's hunger and lack of oil and water. Extra chickens and ducks can also be exchanged for money, don't you think?"

"That's right! Master Yu's words are reasonable. Raising more chickens and ducks can not only exchange money, but also grow up for the children in the family!"

A village elder bowed his hands to Yu Qian and taught the men: "Remember everything, don't just know how to sleep and beat the children when you get home. That's a waste of all the hard work of adults."

Those men responded one after another, and then Yu Qian bowed his hands, and he had to go back to the city.

"Good man!"

Seeing Yu Qian riding away on a donkey, the village elder said with emotion: "Who will those officials come down to take care of our life and death, that is, Master Yu often comes and finds ways for us to make money."

A man said: "Those people mostly come down together, but Mr. Yu comes down by himself every time. This is probably because some people are dissatisfied with him."

The village elder turned his head, the wrinkles on his face were huddled together, and sighed: "Hello, hello, everyone, the kindest person is the best. Mr. Yu often comes down to help us. In the eyes of those colleagues and superiors, this is a thorn in our side. The thorn in the flesh reflects their laziness, if they didn't drive him home, it would be regarded as mercy!"

Everyone sighed, a man suddenly remembered something and said, "No, Second Uncle, Master Yu seems to have a good relationship with Uncle Xing."

The village elder let out a groan, and said with relief: "Uncle Xinghe protects his weaknesses and is merciless. With him watching, Master Yu is sure to be safe! Well, let's all go home and see where we can get a chicken and duck pen."

"Second uncle, what about you?"

"Go away! I'll look at the land in the village again."

After the village elder and others left, he looked carefully at the surrounding fields, squinting his eyes from time to time, like an expert in ancient times who looked at the atmosphere of the earth.

When it was almost lunch time, he walked slowly towards the village with his hands behind his back.

"Hey! Uncle Xing is fighting with the civil servants. It's hard for the country to have a peaceful life. Why doesn't it stop?"

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