Seeing Zhan Feiyu leaving, Zhu Zhengrong showed his eyes and the maid serving him immediately walked out of the door, and at this time, footsteps came out of the inner room.
"Father." Zhu Zhengrong stood up and saluted respectfully.
As the prince of the Marquis' Mansion in the border, Zhu Xiao, who was over fifty years old, saw that he was a military general. His eyes were as sharp as a ray of light, and he sat down on the chair with a golden sword and said, "Sit down and say."
Zhu Zhengrong picked up the teapot next to him and poured a cup of tea and sent it over. Then he sat in Zhu Xiao's lower position, "It's hard to win over Zhan Feiyu."
Although it was just a brief conversation just now, and there was not even half an hour before and after, Zhu Zhengrong had already made a judgment in his heart. Although Zhan Feiyu was young, he might have been accepted as a disciple by Mr. Gu, it was really different from that of the people.
The ordinary people.
"The people are not afraid of death, so why do they fear it if they die? What's more, our Marquis' Mansion in the border town dares to kill Zhan Feiyu at all." Zhu Xiao's voice was loud and he looked at his son sitting below with a sharp look.
"Zhengrong, you have to understand that not everyone in this world cares about fame and fortune. Some people are born with a strong and strong backbone, and coercion and temptation will not work in front of them."
Zhu Zhengrong was stunned for a moment. Over the years, outsiders saw the Marquis' Mansion in the border town, but Zhu Zhengrong understood that the Marquis' Mansion was far less beautiful than outsiders thought. Although Old General Yang was charged with treason, the emperor opened the Internet.
On the one hand, he did not kill the Yang family, but just took away the Yang family's military power.
But most of the military power of Longyoudao was controlled by the emperor, and a small part was in the hands of the marquis of Zhenbian. However, the marquis of the emperor benefited, and the generals in the army placed hatred at the marquis of Zhenbian's mansion, believing that it was Zhenbian's mansion.
The old general Yang who was framed by Hou would not say that he would seek loyalty or secretly stumbling.
Not to mention that the former Yang family members were dispersed and hibernated after the accident in the General's Mansion. These people lurked for eight years, and they did not emerge again until the Yang family was about to recover.
Zhu Zhengrong picked up the teacup and took a sip of hot tea to calm down his irritability. It would be fine if the outside is unstable, but there was also open and secret struggle within the Hou Mansion.
My father is firmly in the position of prince. Although the uncles dare not object in public, they are making small moves in private. They all want to do their own affairs, seek benefits for their own house, and prevent them from being separated.
A room will suffer a loss.
Zhu Zhengrong is so shallow that he is too lazy to say anything. How can he have a complete egg in his entire nest? They don’t understand such a simple and straightforward truth, but they are still focusing on it.
As for the cousins of the same generation, they were like cockfighting and just wanted to pull themselves down. They didn't dare to offend their father, so the spearhead was all aimed at them. Zhu Zhengrong couldn't help but envy them now.
Yang Xu and Zhan Feiyu.
The former is the only son of the Yang family. Yang Shoucheng only had this son, so he avoided the situation of brothers' conflicts. Moreover, Yang Xu was secretly sent to the army by Yang Shoucheng at the age of eight. This is the benefit of the only son.
As for Zhan Feiyu, Zhu Zhengrong has never seen such a lucky little girl. She is just a rural girl. Logically speaking, I don’t know many big words in my life. In the future, I will find a rural farmer to get married, and then I will be unkempt all day long.
Working in the farmland, I was doing laundry, cooking and feeding chickens and ducks at home.
But Zhan Feiyu went to a private school and was even accepted as a disciple by Master Gu, and was valued by the current emperor. Otherwise, where would she get the Dragon Guard token? Zhan Feiyu was lucky to be a little girl. If this were a man,
Achievements are just around the corner.
Looking at Zhu Zhengrong who was in deep thought, Zhu Xiao did not blame him, "Your cousins want to compete with you all day long, so it's normal that your eyes are limited."
"Father?" Zhu Zhengrong, who withdrew his thoughts, was a little confused. Did his father say that he had a short-sighted vision? Did he win over Zhan Feiyu by himself?
"Zhan Feiyu is not an ambitious person. She is willing to send more than 100,000 yuan of silver to the border every year as military pay. At least she doesn't like money." Even Zhu Xiao admired this point.
As the prince of the Marquis' Mansion in the border, he went to the battlefield at the age of 18 to over 50 years old this year, and he still led the army to fight. One general succeeded and thousands of bones were dead. The most difficult part was the soldiers at the bottom. Zhan Feiyu gave so much money.
Taking it out to reward the soldiers who returned home after being disabled, without seeking fame or profit, which shows that she has a sincere heart.
Zhu Xiao half-squinted his eyes and remembered all the information about Zhan Feiyu that he had seen before. "The contribution of movable type printing is to the court and the emperor, but the one who really invented this method was Zhan Feiyu, Zhengrong, if it was you
, Can you bear it?"
"I..." Zhu Zhengrong is both civil and military. Even though Longyoudao is located in the border area, his literary style is not as prosperous as in Jiangnan. However, whenever he mentions movable type printing, scholars always praise him, especially those poor families, who used to buy a book to buy a book.
I have to cut back and eat for several months, but now I can buy a book by saving a little bit of frugality.
Zhu Zhengrong can imagine that if the movable type printing technique was what he thought of, his reputation and reputation would definitely be recorded in history.
As for the more than 100,000 yuan of silver that Beauty Makeup earns every year, Zhu Zhengrong was reluctant to leave even though he was born in the Marquis' Mansion. This is not a few thousand taels or tens of thousands taels, but he has to donate 100,000 taels every year to open all the Daqing Dynasty.
The beauty makeup shop in the prefecture is equivalent to opening it to the soldiers at the bottom of the border, and all the money is spent on them.
"So, even if you use all your strength, you will never win him over by a smart person like Zhan Feiyu. Your trip will only return without success, and it will even make the outside world think that the Marquis' Mansion in Zhenbian is at a dead end, which will accelerate.
The decline of the Marquis' Mansion is gone." Zhu Xiao's tone was solemn and serious that he had never felt before.
Under the general trend, no matter how much the Marquis' Mansion in Zhenbian did, it was just a dying struggle. Zhu Xiao saw the situation clearly. Unfortunately, his eldest son still had hope for the Marquis' Mansion, so he came to Xiangwu County to meet Zhan Fei.
fish.
His face was quickly pale, and Zhu Zhengrong's hands on his knees were clenched into fists, "Father, I was wrong."
"Why do you think your uncles agree to you coming to Xiangwu County?" When talking about the brothers in the Hou Mansion, Zhu Xiao sneered coldly, with a very disdainful look and despised, "This is Xiangwu County, the territory of the Yang family."
, When you come, you will go without going back!"
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Chapter 310
Seeing Zhan Feiyu leaving, Zhu Zhengrong showed his eyes and the maid serving him immediately walked out of the door, and at this time, footsteps came out of the inner room.
"Father." Zhu Zhengrong stood up and saluted respectfully.
As the prince of the Marquis' Mansion in the border, Zhu Xiao, who was over fifty years old, saw that he was a military general. His eyes were as sharp as a ray of light, and he sat down on the chair with a golden sword and said, "Sit down and say."
Zhu Zhengrong picked up the teapot next to him and poured a cup of tea and sent it over. Then he sat in Zhu Xiao's lower position, "It's hard to win over Zhan Feiyu."
Although it was just a brief conversation just now, and there was not even half an hour before and after, Zhu Zhengrong had already made a judgment in his heart. Although Zhan Feiyu was young, he might have been accepted as a disciple by Mr. Gu, it was really different from that of the people.
The ordinary people.
"The people are not afraid of death, so why do they fear it if they die? What's more, our Marquis' Mansion in the border town dares to kill Zhan Feiyu at all." Zhu Xiao's voice was loud and he looked at his son sitting below with a sharp look.
"Zhengrong, you have to understand that not everyone in this world cares about fame and fortune. Some people are born with a strong and strong backbone, and coercion and temptation will not work in front of them."
Zhu Zhengrong was stunned for a moment. Over the years, outsiders saw the Marquis' Mansion in the border town, but Zhu Zhengrong understood that the Marquis' Mansion was far less beautiful than outsiders thought. Although Old General Yang was charged with treason, the emperor opened the Internet.
On the one hand, he did not kill the Yang family, but just took away the Yang family's military power.
But most of the military power of Longyoudao was controlled by the emperor, and a small part was in the hands of the marquis of Zhenbian. However, the marquis of the emperor benefited, and the generals in the army placed hatred at the marquis of Zhenbian's mansion, believing that it was Zhenbian's mansion.
The old general Yang who was framed by Hou would not say that he would seek loyalty or secretly stumbling.
Not to mention that the former Yang family members were dispersed and hibernated after the accident in the General's Mansion. These people lurked for eight years, and they did not emerge again until the Yang family was about to recover.
Zhu Zhengrong picked up the teacup and took a sip of hot tea to calm down his irritability. It would be fine if the outside is unstable, but there was also open and secret struggle within the Hou Mansion.
My father is firmly in the position of prince. Although the uncles dare not object in public, they are making small moves in private. They all want to do their own affairs, seek benefits for their own house, and prevent them from being separated.
A room will suffer a loss.
Zhu Zhengrong is so shallow that he is too lazy to say anything. How can he have a complete egg in his entire nest? They don’t understand such a simple and straightforward truth, but they are still focusing on it.
As for the cousins of the same generation, they were like cockfighting and just wanted to pull themselves down. They didn't dare to offend their father, so the spearhead was all aimed at them. Zhu Zhengrong couldn't help but envy them now.
Yang Xu and Zhan Feiyu.
The former is the only son of the Yang family. Yang Shoucheng only had this son, so he avoided the situation of brothers' conflicts. Moreover, Yang Xu was secretly sent to the army by Yang Shoucheng at the age of eight. This is the benefit of the only son.
As for Zhan Feiyu, Zhu Zhengrong has never seen such a lucky little girl. She is just a rural girl. Logically speaking, I don’t know many big words in my life. In the future, I will find a rural farmer to get married, and then I will be unkempt all day long.
Working in the farmland, I was doing laundry, cooking and feeding chickens and ducks at home.
But Zhan Feiyu went to a private school and was even accepted as a disciple by Master Gu, and was valued by the current emperor. Otherwise, where would she get the Dragon Guard token? Zhan Feiyu was lucky to be a little girl. If this were a man,
Achievements are just around the corner.
Looking at Zhu Zhengrong who was in deep thought, Zhu Xiao did not blame him, "Your cousins want to compete with you all day long, so it's normal that your eyes are limited."
"Father?" Zhu Zhengrong, who withdrew his thoughts, was a little confused. Did his father say that he had a short-sighted vision? Did he win over Zhan Feiyu by himself?
"Zhan Feiyu is not an ambitious person. She is willing to send more than 100,000 yuan of silver to the border every year as military pay. At least she doesn't like money." Even Zhu Xiao admired this point.
As the prince of the Marquis' Mansion in the border, he went to the battlefield at the age of 18 to over 50 years old this year, and he still led the army to fight. One general succeeded and thousands of bones were dead. The most difficult part was the soldiers at the bottom. Zhan Feiyu gave so much money.
Taking it out to reward the soldiers who returned home after being disabled, without seeking fame or profit, which shows that she has a sincere heart.
Zhu Xiao half-squinted his eyes and remembered all the information about Zhan Feiyu that he had seen before. "The contribution of movable type printing is to the court and the emperor, but the one who really invented this method was Zhan Feiyu, Zhengrong, if it was you
, Can you bear it?"
"I..." Zhu Zhengrong is both civil and military. Even though Longyoudao is located in the border area, his literary style is not as prosperous as in Jiangnan. However, whenever he mentions movable type printing, scholars always praise him, especially those poor families, who used to buy a book to buy a book.
I have to cut back and eat for several months, but now I can buy a book by saving a little bit of frugality.
Zhu Zhengrong can imagine that if the movable type printing technique was what he thought of, his reputation and reputation would definitely be recorded in history.
As for the more than 100,000 yuan of silver that Beauty Makeup earns every year, Zhu Zhengrong was reluctant to leave even though he was born in the Marquis' Mansion. This is not a few thousand taels or tens of thousands taels, but he has to donate 100,000 taels every year to open all the Daqing Dynasty.
The beauty makeup shop in the prefecture is equivalent to opening it to the soldiers at the bottom of the border, and all the money is spent on them.
"So, even if you use all your strength, you will never win him over by a smart person like Zhan Feiyu. Your trip will only return without success, and it will even make the outside world think that the Marquis' Mansion in Zhenbian is at a dead end, which will accelerate.
The decline of the Marquis' Mansion is gone." Zhu Xiao's tone was solemn and serious that he had never felt before.
Under the general trend, no matter how much the Marquis' Mansion in Zhenbian did, it was just a dying struggle. Zhu Xiao saw the situation clearly. Unfortunately, his eldest son still had hope for the Marquis' Mansion, so he came to Xiangwu County to meet Zhan Fei.