Yang Fan is lucky, Xiao Niangpi perfectly meets all Yang Fan's requirements.
Therefore, Yang Fan couldn't wait to marry her back home.
This matchmaker is a very important part.
Yang Fan touched his chin. The number of people he knew was really limited. This person was really hard to find.
Wang Chengen himself was familiar with it, and he also knew Tu Shanyong. His status was acceptable, but after thinking about it, he let it go. Firstly, it would be easy for him to come forward to cause misunderstandings. After all, he represented the emperor.
He doesn't want to get too involved with the royal family, otherwise it will be difficult for him to do some things in the future. He is not optimistic about the future of Ming Dynasty. He is not prepared to be a paper framer. There is no benefit in owing too much to the royal family.
In addition, it seems that eunuchs have not been used as matchmakers since ancient times. If Yang Fan dared to do this, he would probably be beaten out by Tu Shanyong.
If the royal family is not considered, who else is.
Luo Yangxing, the newly minted commanding officer of Jinyiwei, knew him personally, and could barely be considered a member of the same system. After all, he and Tushan's family were both members of Jinyiwei.
He also led troops to help him seize power.
At any rate, there is some degree of friendship.
However, this kid is a bit gloomy and seems to be hard to talk to.
Yang Fan tapped his fingers lightly on the table, thinking about how to do this.
At this time, Zhang Shize walked in.
After Yang Fan withdrew from the Forbidden City, the entire army was stationed at the rear campus of Jingshan, and the defense of the imperial city was completely handed over to Zhang Shize. The two had not seen each other for a few days.
"Hey, rare visitor, it was the gust of wind that brought Mr. Zhang here today." Yang Fan put his legs on the table, and Ge You was slumped in the Taishi chair. He said lazily.
"Hey, it's too cold, so I skipped work and came to your place to have a hot pot meal." Zhang Shize and Yang Fan were responsible for the defense of the imperial city together some time ago. They were very familiar with each other, and they were similar in age. They could talk about going together and have fun together.
Very good. Zhang Shize was taught by Yang Fan and became familiar with many modern vocabulary.
"Okay, I'm busy too, let's make arrangements!" Yang Fan directly called the orderly. "Is there still the cow that fell to death the day before yesterday?"
"To tell you what, sir, there are many more."
"Cut ten pounds of fat beef slices, and then ten pounds of mutton, put them in the copper pot, and go quickly."
The orderly ran out to set up the decorations. After a while, mutton, beef, and vegetables were laid out on the table. The sesame sauce ingredients were also prepared and served.
The two of them started having sex directly.
Zhang Shize looked at the soup in the pot and said with satisfaction: "I just like the meat here. It doesn't foam when you cook it. It's fresh, tender and delicious."
"Of course, the mutton here is killed by the imam. It's clean."
The foam in the mutton shabu-shabu pot means that when the sheep was slaughtered, the blood was not drained cleanly and there was sheep blood in the meat slices.
In this era, all slaughter is done by hand, and the meat is delicious. Unlike modern slaughterhouses, which are directly electrocuted for efficiency, there is too much blood in the meat slices, and the meat foams when put into the pot, and the smell is fishy and unpleasant.
The two opened a jar of Shandong Lotus Baijiu and ate and drank it, making them unhappy.
"Brother Puhui, if you don't come to me, I'm going to find you." Yang Fan said to Zhang Shize after drinking for three rounds.
"Speak up quickly if you have something to say, and let go of anything you have to say. Don't let us brothers wander around." Although Zhang Shize came from a noble family, he had a martial style.
"Brother, you're not too young, right?" Yang Fan raised his eyebrows at him.
Zhang Shize's cheeks turned red after drinking, and he glanced at Yang Fan with disdain. This guy was in heat and he didn't know which girl he had fallen in love with.
"Which girl do you like? Tell me directly. Don't talk about anything else in this city, I know the girl well. Just ask me." Zhang Shize said in an all-round way.
"Really, that's great. What I'm attracted to is Master Tu Shanyong's beloved daughter, Tu Shanyue," Yang Fan said.
Zhang Shize spit out a mouthful of wine. Fortunately, he quickly turned his head and sprayed it on the ground. Otherwise, the table would not be able to eat.
Yang Fan was stunned.
Why did he have such a big reaction?
"Yang, Brother Yang, are you kidding me?" Zhang Shize said while coughing.
"No, I am absolutely serious," Yang Fan said seriously.
Zhang Shize raised his thumb and said, "I won't say anything anymore. I seldom convince others. Brother Yang, if you dare to marry her, I must give you a toast."
He raised his glass and drank it in one gulp.
Seeing that Yang Fan was dumbfounded, Zhang Shize smiled bitterly and said, "Miss Tushan is simply the childhood nightmare of our second-generation ancestors in Beijing."
Yang Fan was a little surprised, Xiao Niangpi is such a gentle and kind girl! Why do these second-generation people shy away when they hear her name?
Zhang Shize knew from Yang Fan's expression that the little girl showed the side she wanted Yang Fan to see. Considering that this little devil is not easy to mess with, it's better not to say anything nonsense, in case it ruins her good deeds.
, it is not a good thing to be worried about her.
"You are looking for me because you want my father to be your matchmaker," Zhang Shize said bluntly after finishing his drink.
"Yes, I really want to ask your father to come and act as a matchmaker for me." Yang Fan said sincerely.
Zhang Shize tilted his head and thought for a while, nodded and said: "If this can be done, it's a good move for you to find my father. Now, both your Majesty and Your Majesty are trying to get closer. The timing is very delicate. Is your identity important or not?
Xiaobuxiao, behind you is Your Majesty. My grandfather represents the nobles of the north. My father has come forward to act as a matchmaker for you. Telling you about Tushan’s daughter will be a good thing for the nobles and your Majesty. Most civil servants will also be happy to see it.
Therefore, they need to unite and launch a final blow to overthrow Duke Wei."
"What would your father think of this?" Yang Fan asked.
"He should agree. This is a good opportunity to sell you a favor. This kind of opportunity will be hard to find in the future. You have risen so fast. Who knows whether the British government will still be able to climb high in the future, hahaha" Zhang Shize and
Yang Fan was more open-minded. The two of them were used to joking, so they didn't stick to trivial matters.
"In that case, please leave it to Brother Puhui." Yang Fan stood up and bowed deeply.
"Don't worry, I'll find my dad and grandpa for you when I get back."
Three days later, a news spread throughout the capital. Zhang Zhiji, the British prince, came to the mansion of the newly appointed Qianhu Tushan in the East Factory to command the affairs of the new Zunhua Guards. Yang Fan, a Qianhu of the Jinyi Guards, proposed marriage to Lord Tushan's only daughter Tu.
Mountain moon.
The various forces in the government and the opposition immediately paid sensitive attention to this matter. Everyone knew that Yang Fan came to Beijing to help His Majesty regain power. He successively disarmed the internal officials and drove away Madam Feng Sheng. The business he opened was Xinghe Supermarket.
The majority shareholder is said to be the Queen, and the person behind him is His Majesty.
Behind Zhang Zhiji is the British Duke, who represents the noble group in the entire north of the Ming Dynasty. The significance of the intersection of the two is too eye-catching.
In the Qianqing Palace, Chongzhen couldn't help but laugh when he saw the secret report from the Jin Yiwei. Empress Zhou was making tea for the emperor nearby. When she saw the emperor suddenly laughing, she couldn't help but ask: "Is there anything happy for your majesty?"
"Yang Fan did this well and wonderfully. He handed me a pillow when I wanted to sleep. Just when I didn't know how to get closer to Xungui, he came up with something, yes, a divine assist. Hahaha"