It is already late December. Even in the south of the Yangtze River, it is still cold and bleak. If it is continuous winter rain, it is cloudy and cold, and it will be more harsh than in the north.

The drizzling winter rain has been drizzling for several days, and the sky is still gray. Wu Baipeng walked into the city and returned to the Zhejiang Governor's Office, thinking about how many people he took south.

Although Wu Baipeng never had the chance to take power under the sequel of suppression of Zhang Jing, Li Tianchong and Hu Zongxian over the years, he led his troops to fight several times, including Jiaxing, Suzhou, Songjiang, and Shaoxing. After several years, he also had a two thousand troops directly under him.

This was expanded based on the 800 warriors who went north to aid Tongxiang last year. After that, they fought against Japanese pirates several times in Jiaxing, Huzhou and Shaoxing, and achieved great success.

"Master, the lady and the young master have set off this morning." The old housekeeper led the horse, "The salute is ready and will be set off tomorrow."

Wu Baipeng was still thinking in his mind that the more than 30 guards who accompanied him were not worried, but the hundreds of martial arts soldiers who were transferred to Fujian might not be able to travel with him tomorrow. After he left first, he was afraid that no one would be released from the Governor's Office.

Liu Xian was defeated in the Shangyu victory, which was embarrassing, but Hu Zongxian did not abandon him. Later, Liu Xian went north to Tongzhou and south to Wenzhou and made military achievements, and made great contributions in the battle between Chuzhou and Fujian. It is conceivable that once Wu Baipeng left, his two thousand elite troops would inevitably fall into the hands of Liu Xian.

Wu Baipeng felt a little frustrated. Liu Xian has never been very respectful to him with the support of the Governor's Office. He had a verbal conflict more than half a year ago.

However, Wu Baipeng also knew in his heart that it was useless to just himself, and he had to be transferred to Fujian.

There is no doubt that Wu Baipeng chose the deputy general of Zhejiang Qi Jiguang.

"Master, set up a meal?"

Wu Baipeng nodded casually and was about to go in when suddenly a rapid sound of horse hooves came.

Turning around, dozens of tall horses galloped towards the wind and rain, with thick horse hooves splashing on the ground, and the knights wore straw hats, straw raincoats, and swords around their waists, which attracted passers-by to look at each other.

Qian Yuan pulled the reins and stood firm without waiting for the horse to stand down from his crotch. He had already turned over and dismounted, and strode towards Wu Baipeng, "Brother Weixi."

"Zhancai, why are you..."

“When will the trip be set?”

"Let's leave tomorrow morning." Wu Baipeng looked carefully and saw that the group looked quite tired. Obviously, Qian Yuan was afraid that he would not be able to catch up, so he abandoned the water road and galloped towards the horse.

"In the 33rd year of Jiajing, you and I met in the suburbs of Wujiang and ordered a deposit at Changzhou Wharf. How could Qian not come and give it to him?"

"But..." Wu Baipeng froze for a while and bowed a long time.

"Let's go." Qian Yuan stopped Wu Baipeng, "What's the intention of Brother Weixi?"

"Everyone knows that Qian Zhancai will retaliate with his ruthlessness, his mouth is sharp, and his head is like mowing grass..."

"But in Brother Weixi's eyes, is Qian someone who is not arrogant?"

"Everyone in the world knows that Qian blamed Hu Ruzhen for being narrow-minded, how could he follow his example?"

Wu Baipeng has never spoken. He knew very well that his staying in office would help Qian Yuan shelter from the wind and rain, and his departure would put Qian Yuan in many restrictions.

Wu Baipeng knew it well. Qian Yuan attached great importance to the opening of the sea ban on trade. In the past six months, Wu Baipeng strongly supported all aspects. Without Wu Baipeng, Zhenhai would not be in the current situation.

The position of Wu Baipeng, the governor of Zhejiang, was the result of Qian Yuan's recommendation in front of Emperor Jiajing... Over the years, there have been so many governors of Zhejiang and governors of Zhejiang, and he is the only one who has no help in the court.

In the minds of Emperor Jiajing and important officials in the court led by Yan Song and Xu Jie, Wu Baipeng was Qian Yuan's man, and in the minds of Wu Baipeng, he also had the same idea.

"The Japanese siege in the two Zhejiang provinces were mostly quelled, while Japanese pirates in Fujian were everywhere, and the people were wailed. However, Brother Xi was born in the Jinshi list and had rich experience in suppressing Japanese Japanese affairs, able to manage internal affairs, and lead the army. He can be called both civil and military personnel. He is actually the best candidate for the first governor of Fujian."

"How can you make such a big deal for Qian's plan?"

"The people of Liangzhe are humans, are the people of Fujian not humans?"

Qian Yuan held Wu Baipeng's hand and said gently, "Before he was a public, and then to discuss private matters, Hu Ruzhen is a narrow person. Although Brother Xi is talented, he is trapped in his hands and is difficult to show his ambitions. This time he enters Fujian, he will definitely be able to spread his wings and fly high, protect Fujian, and be a parents of Fujian."

Wu Baipeng sighed, but his eyes were quite excited. He reached out and said, "Please please Zhan Cai, I should sleep tonight."

It has been two days since he received the transfer to the present, and Wu Baipeng's melancholy thoughts trapped in his heart were wiped out by Qian Yuan's few words... Sleeping with his feet is not an ordinary friendship.

"Let's go." Qian Yuan waved his hand and turned around and shouted. Liang Wen, Peng Feng and other guards walked into the door with their packages.

"In the 33rd year of Jiajing, Suzhou Wharf." Qian Yuan chuckled slowly and said, "When it's time to pacify the Japanese, you and I will meet again, raise your glasses and drink so hard, and you will be happy... Did Brother Xi forget this? "

Wu Baipeng was in a daze for a moment. The scenes of the Suzhou Wharf flashed in his mind. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "Remember Zhan Cai said... he is good at brewing wine?"

"Hahaha..." Qian Yuan laughed and took the small wine jar from Wang Yi's hand. "I made wine at the beginning of the year and asked for advice in every way, buried it underground, but in the end there were only three jars."

"I received a secret letter from Suiyuan five days ago and learned that Brother Weixi was about to govern Fujian. I immediately rushed to Linhai, Taizhou, got this wine, rushed to Hangzhou, and drank this wine with Brother Weixi."

Wu Baipeng's eyes were a little wet, and he held Qian Yuan's hand tightly. He was so grateful that everyone knew that Qian Zhancai was mean, but he was able to make so many close friends.

Not just this jar of rice wine, Wu Baipeng also said that day that day that we would like to have another bowl of braised pork!

Before entering the city, Qian Yuan asked the guards to buy pork belly, but they really cooked themselves. They also refused to let others interfere, so they asked Wu Baipeng to burn the fire in person.

I first cooked a portion of braised pork and cooked a little more... Sure enough, before I could get the pot and put it on the plate, Wu Baipeng had already eaten five or six yuan in one breath.

"Now there are many restaurants in Hangzhou to make Qian's braised pork, but unfortunately they are not as good as you." Wu Baipeng wiped his mouth and smiled, "Even with the skin, the meat melts at the mouth."

"That's it!" Qian Yuan was proud. He took a lot of effort to study how to fry sugar colors in his previous life.

While chatting, Qian Yuan put the cut winter bamboo shoots into the pot. He had already made soup with ham and added fresh cucumber-long pork ribs.

"The pickled Dufen should be made of bacon, but the bacon is made in winter and has not been out of the tank yet. This is the ham sent from Huizhou." Qian Yuan heard it and praised, "Huizhou ham is not inferior to Jinhua."

It is really tempting. The expensive ham I bought in my previous life is really incomparable. Huizhou ham is quite different from hams in other places. It was made in the past and eaten in the past. It tastes like chewing wood and has no taste, but it is extremely delicious after being stored for a year.

When the winter bamboo shoots were ripe, Qian Yuan fried two or three more vegetarian dishes. Wu Baipeng was already holding the wine jar and pouring the wine.

"Come."

"Dry!"

Qian Yuan hesitated and took a sip, "Brother Weixi, now that Japanese pirates in Fujian are everywhere, what are the plans for entering Fujian?"

Wu Baipeng's eyes were a little complicated. He looked at the small wine jar at hand, "Zhan Cai... you claimed to be good at brewing wine back then..."

"Ahem, ahem." Qian Yuan laughed dryly, "I tried it a few times, and this jar is already the best."

Wu Baipeng sighed, "I heard that Dongpo made wine in Huangzhou, but I smelled the jealousy, and then I had the legacy of Dongpo."

Qian Yuan chuckled and pointed at the wine cup that Wu Baipeng had not finished drinking, "Will you drink it?"

"Drink!" Wu Baipeng raised his glass in pain and drank it all. Qian Yuan quickly scooped up a bowl of soup and handed it over.

After falling down the cup again, Wu Baipeng talked about the serious matter, "There is a lot of chaos in Fujian. The most important thing is that there is no strong army. Japanese pirates rampant in several palaces and are unscrupulous. I intend to write a letter, please call Qi Yuanjing to go south to Fujian."

After a pause, Wu Baipeng continued, "Yuan Jing was stationed in Ningbo Prefecture for about a year and has made many military achievements. I heard... Did Zhancai propose that back then?"

"No," Qian Yuan admitted simply, "After the Jiaxing War last year, I was still in the capital. I sent a message to go south. Hu Ruzhen transferred Yu Dayou to station in Jiaxing, and then Qi Yuanjing moved to Ningbo Prefecture."

"Even half a year ago, before going to Ligang to discuss secretly with Wang Zhi, Hu Ruzhen and I agreed that one of them would not be transferred to Qi Yuanjing."

Wu Baipeng knew the destruction of half a year ago. At that time, the governor of Zhejiang Zhixi, Hu Zongxian, was forced to a dead corner by Qian Yuan's means and had to be robbed obediently. In addition to this, there were also silver, more than 10,000 civilians, Ningbo prefect, Tongzhi and other official positions.

"Zhancai, Qi Yuanjing went south..." Wu Baipeng whispered, "Does it affect Zhenhai?"

"Of course there is." Qian Yuan nodded, but immediately shook his head and said, "I will write a letter as soon as possible, and there is no need to say hello to the Governor's Office. I will write a letter directly to the court. Please transfer Qi Jiguang to Fujian to pacify the Japanese."

"Then Ningbo Prefecture?"

"Apart from Brother Xi, the two Zhejiang Province, the leader is Tan Zili." Qian Yuan smiled and said, "With him here, Taizhou should be safe. You can transfer Ning Shao and Tai Governor Lu Bin to the north to station in Ningbo Prefecture."

Wu Baipeng thought about it before nodding in agreement, "In addition to Lu Bin, there are also Hou Jigao, Qi Jimei, and Yang Wen, but there is no shortage of people."

"Okay, let's not talk about this." Qian Yuan raised his glass and said, "I wish Brother Weixi will be smooth sailing in Fujian this time, killing all directions, and reunite in the capital in the future..."

Wu Baipeng raised his glass helplessly, "I will reunite in Suiyuan in the future, and I only hope that the exhibition can really make good wine."

Qian Yuan smiled slightly, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, opened his mouth and drank it all.

This sentence naturally has mystery. The reunion of the capital does not mean reunion in the garden. This is the first time that Wu Baipeng made this clear statement in front of Qian Yuan.

Starting today, there will be an additional famous minister in Suiyuan who has been famous in history.

And Qian Yuan will have an extra helper around him, not just friends who make like-mindedness.

The drizzle did not stop overnight, and the rain became heavier in the morning the next day, but Wu Baipeng did not slow down and boarded the ship while Qian Yuan and many assistants saw him off.

In Shitang Bay, Jiaxing Prefecture, not far from Hangzhou, an official ship is heading south quickly.

"Dongweng, news came last night." Mr. Huang raised the letter paper in his hand, "Wu Weixi left Hangzhou this morning, and Dongweng could go straight to the governor's office."

The thin Zhao Zhenji nodded, took the overheated towel and rubbed his face hard, "The Japanese invasions in Zhejiang are gradually subsided, and the Japanese invasions in Fujian are resurrected. Wu Weixi is both civil and military, and it is just right to be transferred to the governor of Fujian."

Although Master Huang has not been following Zhao Zhenji for a long time, he can understand the implication of this sentence.

It is very suitable for Wu Baipeng to go to Fujian, and Zhao Zhenji feels it is also very suitable for him to become the governor of Zhejiang... The Japanese invasions in Zhejiang are gradually resuming, and they need to rest and recuperate, and they need civil officials like Zhao Zhenji.

But in fact, there is another meaning.

The Japanese treason in Zhejiang gradually subsided. Can the Zhejiang Governor Hu Zongxian be revoked? Can the military power of several provinces be revoked? Is it necessary to intercept the Lianghuai salt tax?

To put it bluntly, is it still necessary for Zhejiang Governor Hu Zongxian to exist?

To put it bluntly, whether the Governor Hu Zongxian of Zhejiang Province had embezzled military pay before and colluded with Japanese pirates, these all need to be investigated.

Zhao Zhenji got up and walked to the window, looking at the green mountains on both sides of the Taiwan Strait, and thought in his mind that if he could find Hu Zongxian's weaknesses when he took office this time, could he drag this member of the stern party down?

News came from Beijing that Yan Song, who was bedridden last month, has now started taking turns to Xiyuan Zhilu again, and it seems that he will not die for a while.

Zhao Zhenji grabbed the window frame tightly, and the blue veins on his wrist were exposed. When will he endure it?

After a while, Zhao Zhenji turned around and said, "Let's go ahead."

Mr. Huang is still sorting out the articles. He is from Shaoxing and is very familiar with everything in Zhejiang. Whether it is mountains, rivers, geography, connections, officials from all over the country are well aware of them.

"Mei Shoude, the governor of Shaoxing, was driven out of Beijing by Yan Fenyi, but he and Li Shiyan had an old age."
To be continued...