In another carriage, the Fourth Young Master Han Yu and Xiang Guo sat facing each other with open arms.
Facing the calm old man, Han Yu was the first to speak, "Zhang Xiangguo, what do you think of Zheng Ze?"
Hearing this, Zhang Zhang was a little surprised. Han Yu asked him to chat privately. He actually didn't want to say anything. His status and position were special, and he needed to be particularly cautious in his interactions with the young master.
I originally thought that Han Yu wanted to use the night to express his closeness to each other by sharing the same hatred and hatred, but he didn't expect that the person he mentioned was Zheng Ze.
After carefully considering his words, he spoke slowly and openly: "If you can write the book "Warring States Policy" tonight, I think you are not a mediocre person."
His evaluation is very pertinent and expresses his impartial attitude.
Han Yu nodded and said, "Does Zhang Xiangguo think this person can do things for our country?"
With his face open, Han Yu seemed to be very interested in this person?
"What do you mean, Fourth Young Master, do you want to recommend him to the king?" Zhang Kaidi did not express his attitude, but asked.
Han Yu didn't hide it and nodded straightforwardly, "But you have this intention. What is the will of the Prime Minister?"
He didn't think about winning over this person with words. Like Ji Wuye, they were both old foxes. Without enough benefits and assurance, they would not let go.
Regarding Han Yu's proposal, Zhang Kai thought about more than what was in front of him. Still without expressing his attitude, he asked: "Why does the Fourth Young Master attach so much importance to this person?"
In response to his repeated temptations, Han Yu showed no expression on his face, but secretly cursed in his heart, shook his head, and said directly: "To be honest, this person... has an old relationship with me, but he does not avoid relatives when recruiting talents, so Talented people, if they cannot serve us in South Korea, it will be our fault!"
Looking at the "outspoken" Han Yu with open eyes, he recalled that after he persuaded Bai Yifei to leave, the young man's behavior didn't seem to mean he knew Han Yu?
"I'm curious, what's the old relationship between him and the Fourth Young Master?" Zhang Kai asked, seeming to feel that it was inappropriate to keep asking for it, and added, "If this person is really capable and recommends capable ministers to the king, he would be me." That’s where the responsibility lies.”
Han Yu glanced at the old face that looked open and upright, then opened the curtain and looked out the window, seeming to be thinking about something, "Originally, I was supposed to take care of him, but in the past few years, I have been busy sharing my father's worries and made him suffer. Already."
I didn't expect that there was such a relationship, but thinking about Zheng Ze's appearance, maybe this was just Han Yu's one-sided statement?
He shook his head, "Promoting talents is a big deal, and it needs to be carefully screened to prevent omissions. Besides, it also depends on his own wishes. He may not necessarily want to serve as an official."
Confucianists personally came to help him. Although it is difficult for men to resist the temptation of power, in his opinion, Zheng Ze may not have no better choice.
In response to this answer, Han Yu nodded. He did not expect to get the other party to promise anything without offering benefits, as long as he could get their attitude.
"Then if everything is ready, please feel free to recommend it to the Prime Minister!" Han Yu said softly.
As for Zheng Ze, he would naturally contact him later. He never expected that the person he had forgotten would appear in front of him in this way.
"It's natural!" He nodded openly.
Han Yu smiled slightly and said with deep meaning: "Master Xiangguo also needs to know that everyone has many identities, but these identities should still have their own masters and priorities, so that they can be orderly."
Hearing this, his eyes widened and flashed. This young master was trying to remind himself that he was first the prime minister of South Korea and then a member of the Confucian sect.
"Young Master, you are too worried. Wherever you are, you should do what you do. You must not forget your current identity."
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After Yan Lingji left, Zheng Ze dragged his exhausted body back to his room.
He actually wanted to fall asleep. The serious thing Yan Lingji said was indeed what he wanted to do, but there was not only one thing he wanted to do.
She just passed on Baiyue's mental skills to herself in a more domineering way. Although she felt the hot touch of her delicate body during the process, she had no time to realize it at that time.
She probably did this because she saw that his inner breath had broken through to the fifth level tonight and had reached the peak of Qijuetang's superficial method. It was also because she was worried when she saw that he actually fought with others with his body.
That's it.
Of course, this was not a licking-dog guess. The method of giving herself time to breathe also made her very tired. To be able to achieve this, I can only say that her measures for her were very effective.
As for the matter of getting jade, he didn't want to hide anything in the first place, so he made it clear in advance so that people could be mentally prepared. Otherwise, if I have one more house and you are in such trouble, then what if I have a few more houses?
Still okay?
Without thinking too much about Yan Lingji, he used the remaining strength to walk to the table and sat down weakly.
He raised his hand and placed it on the table. Unexpectedly, there was a long sword lying on it that looked finely crafted. He gently touched the sword body with his hand, and a faint green halo rippled on it.
The darkness began to swallow up the light in the room, and a black shadow quietly appeared in front of him, always so silent.
Zheng Ze raised his head and glanced at it, feeling as if there was a netherworld hidden in those green eyes.
Tonight was the first time he saw the changes in Eternal Night. When facing the Blood-clothed Marquis, it swallowed the dead man's weapon. It was probably that action that caused it to undergo its current changes.
This should be another form of it, which can only be produced by swallowing a sharp blade.
"Weapons of the dead...devour...souls..."
Looking at the black shadow in front of him again, he had some guesses, which he would need to verify later.
Judging from Eternal Night's previous actions, Bai Yifei seems to be at the same level as its demonstrated strength.
Zheng Ze speculated that Bai Yifei should be in the realm of the ninth level of inner breath. He didn't know whether his technique had his own school. Anyway, at this stage, he may have the highest individual combat power among Xinzheng.
However, he felt that Bai Yifei should be defective, and that man probably wouldn't last long.
As for the others, Ji Wuye didn't know, but his strength should be good. Wei Zhuang was probably at the peak of the eighth level at the moment? Anyway, he was heading towards the ninth level.
Yan Lingji, Zi Nu, Mo Crow, Bai Feng, and the Exorcist should all be at the seventh level, but due to different techniques, there are differences in the combat power displayed.
Withdrawing his thoughts from these people, Zheng Ze glanced at the new Eternal Night, which allowed him to see another path.
If it is really what I think, can I also give Shark Teeth, Giant Que, Yuan Hong, Tian Wen and the like...
Shaking his head, he had better verify his guesses before considering these.
What he has to do now is to continuously expand his influence and take this opportunity to improve his strength and power. Only then can he face people from hundreds of families and even Ying Zheng more easily.
Papermaking and printing are just introductions. When it first emerged, he could use them to do more things. At present, his own strength, control of power, and influence are still too shallow. Including what happened tonight, he cannot deny himself
Only by borrowing the force of quicksand can we block the invasion of night.
At the very least, we must take advantage of the information advantage here to gain a foothold. It is natural to have other plans to polish and display "Jin Ping Mei" and some niche works on a certain Internet.
Only when a person has sufficient ability can he be qualified to talk about what he will do in the future.
It's like saying "I will support you in the future" to a girl will be convincing only if you have the strength. Otherwise, everything will be treated as if it were a cakewalk.
As he thought about it, his eyelids became heavier and heavier. Zheng Ze felt a little unable to hold on, so he got up and got up. As he moved, the black shadow slowly dissipated, leaving only the sword still lying on the table.
Zheng Ze closed his heavy eyelids. Tomorrow should be very lively.
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