"The Bian River flows, the Si River flows, and flows to the ancient ferry of Guazhou, and there is a little sorrow in Wushan... Even in the cold winter, the scenery of this Guazhou ferry is so beautiful, like a poem and a painting, with a vast sky and a surging river, and the jungle is dyed, colorful and colorful. No wonder we can leave so many beautiful poems that have been sung for thousands of years."

Zhao Wenhua sat on the terrace on the pleasure boat, holding a glass of Huadiao wine in one hand, pointing at the reeds, maple forests, and mudflats at the Guazhou Ferry, and commenting on the same direction.

He had a table in front of him, with a wide range of wine and dishes on it. In the middle was a charcoal stove, with good beef on the charcoal stove, and a beautiful and beautiful Yangzhou skinny horse with exposed clothes was grilling beef.

Two Yangzhou thin horses wearing the same clothes were pinching his shoulders. Two Yangzhou thin horses under their knees were kneeling on their left and right, holding Zhao Wenhua's thighs in their arms, rubbing and pinching them slowly with a slender hand.

Although it was cold winter, a few thin Yangzhou horses were exposed in their clothes, but they seemed to be cold and smiled sweetly.

"Mr. Zhao is worthy of being the right-hand man of Ge Lao Yan. He tells the secret of Guazhou's poetry and scenery in one sentence. The scenery cultivates poetry, and the poetry becomes the scenery. The scenery complements each other. I am ashamed, ashamed. The subordinates have been in Yangzhou for five years. I don't know how many times this Guazhou Ferry has come, but I have not seen through the mystery. I am really ashamed."

The Yangzhou magistrate Wu Zhuolong stood respectfully in the lower position of Zhao Wenhua, bent his waist slightly and said with a compliment.

The smile on his face was not much better than that of the thin horse in Yangzhou.

"Haha, the prefect Wu did not know the true face of Guazhou, because he was in Guazhou. Zhao Wenhua said with a smile.

"What the lord said is very true." Wu Zhuolong followed and laughed.

"Has the news of this coming reached Yingtian?" Zhao Wenhua asked Wu Zhuolong after a glass of Huadiao wine.

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"Sir, the official sent someone to Yingtian to report yesterday, and told them to go on a two-horse trip overnight, and they also transfer to two-horse trips along the way. The major yamen in Yingtian should have received the letter this morning. It is estimated that they are notifying officials from other places to rush to Yingtian and wait for the grandfather."

Wu Zhuolong replied like a skill.

"Very good. The Prime Minister Wu is doing his job properly and has outstanding abilities. When my official returns to Beijing, I will recommend Lord Wu to my adopted father."

Zhao Wenhua nodded with satisfaction and promised casually.

"Thank you, sir, for your kindness in recommendation. You are not your parents, but you are better than your parents."

Wu Zhuolong was ecstatic when he heard this, bowed to the end, thanked Zhao Wenhua repeatedly, and compared Zhao Wenhua to his reborn parents.

A few Yangzhou thin horses serving on the pleasure boat saw Wu Caolong, who was bowing and sticking his butt and saying that Zhao Wenhua had expressed his ambitions, couldn't help but pull his cherry lips down. He felt that the Yangzhou prefect who dominated everything and was above them was no different from them. After many times, he enjoyed their feelings and liked to call them fathers when he enjoyed them. Unexpectedly, the prefect Wu also called him parents.

Huh, Wu Hefu knelt on the ground and raised his butt and shouted to reduce his parents. What's the difference between them when they were sticking their butts to the Turnke?

But if they talk about it, they were more proud than the prefect Wu. Prefect Wu was willing to fall into depravity, at least they were forced to do so.

"Where is, the prefect Wu has become very serious. Since I took the emperor's mission to leave the south of the capital, I have a record in my mind. I remember whether the officials from all over the country can be virtuous. I have to be recommended by my adoptive father and bear the important tasks of the emperor's mission. I must be able to be virtuous and capable in order to repay the priest's grace of knowing and the trust of the adoptive father."

Zhao Wenhua said seriously.

Account?!

When the prefect Wu heard Zhao Wenhua mention that he had an account in his heart, Xian Fu Xiong Fu, the officials along the way, were all remembered in his heart... and he suddenly thought about it. What does Lord Zhao mean? Officials from all over the country are in the account. Then he donated 1,000 taels of silver last night. He wanted to make a capital city shortage, but he was probably not worth enough.

There are so many officials along the way, and there are probably many more than me who donate money. There are rare opportunities, so I will fight hard.

Thinking of this, the prefect Wu gritted his teeth and took out a stack of silver notes from his arms. Each one was a denomination of one hundred taels, a total of ten, totaling one thousand taels. He bent and held the silver notes in both hands to present them to Zhao Wenhua.

The prefect Wu said respectfully: "Mr. Zhao has come here for a long time. This is a little carelessness for the senior official. If you don't respect me, please don't dislike me."

"Master Wu, what are you doing? Stop, stop?" Zhao Wenhua smiled and did not accept the silver bill.

Priest Wu bent over and stood there in a daze. Am I dreaming? Zhao Wenhua actually changed his temper and stopped checking the cash? Didn’t he collect my money yesterday? Why didn’t he collect it today?

Could it be that you think you are too young?!

Then his appetite is too big. This is a full thousand taels of silver. It is enough to offer it to Master Yan.

Or do you think it’s not secret enough? Yesterday was offered at night, and today is during the day. Lord Zhao felt that it’s not secret enough?

Thinking of this, Master Wu realized that he had found the reason and said softly, "Don't worry, this pleasure boat is full of his own people. The contracts for these thin horses are in the hands of the officials. You and I can rest assured. This matter is known to heaven and earth, you and I will know, and no one else will know about it. And after today, the officials will be ruined in their hearts."

"Cough, why did the Prime Minister Wu say this? I am not a greedy person. I am dedicated to serving the country, treating gold and silver as dung, and shouldering the heavy responsibility of sacrifice to the sea. All my wealth and property have been sold for the purchase of sacrifice to the sea. How could I be greedy for the silver of Lord Zhao?" Zhao Wenhua shook his head, coughed, and said with a righteous look on his face.

Do gold and silver be regarded as dirt?

Is it you?

The prefect Wu was stunned for a moment, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly realized. He quickly stepped forward, pretended to slap himself, and changed his mouth and said, "Looking at the mouth of the lower official, you really can't even say anything. Lord Zhao regards gold and silver as dung, which is well-known. How can the lower official be troubled? The upper official is responsible for the emperor's mission to sacrifice to the sea. The higher official is responsible for the stability of the southeastern Ming Dynasty. The lower official is not talented, and he is willing to contribute a little effort to sacrifice to the sea and help buy things for sacrifice to the sea. I hope that the emperor should take the imperial authority first and do not refuse."

"Well, the prefect Wu is willing to help sacrifice to the sea. This is a matter of stabilizing the country and benefiting the millions of people of the Ming Dynasty. How could this official fail to fulfill it?" Zhao Wenhua said with a smile and praised, then patted the prefect Wu on the shoulder, and made a serious promise, "The prefect Wu is concerned about the people of the country and the people, and is aware of the general principles. It is really good. After returning to Beijing, I will recommend it to my adoptive father first, and there is no false statement."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." Master Wu was very happy to know that things were stable now, and thanked him repeatedly.
Chapter completed!