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Chapter two hundred and seventy seventh accident

This melancholy in his heart made Wu Zheng constantly reflect on himself.

After he retreated, he first stopped Zhang Huangyan.

"Why?"

With the relationship between the two, Wu Zheng didn't even need to lay the groundwork or make a fuss.

Zhang Huangyan looked at Wu Zheng in surprise and said for a while, "Why is Mr. Wu calling me?"

Wu Zheng said annoyedly, "You know what I'm asking!"

Zhang Huangyan looked around and saw that there was no one around, and then said, "If you Wu Zheng dared to rise up and stand on your own, Huang Yan would follow you under Wu Zheng without saying a word. As long as you Wu Zheng is determined to resist the Qing Dynasty, even if Huang Yan bears the eternal infamy, he will eat it as much as possible. But do you dare? Can you? Don't dare not? The hearts of the world are still in the Ming Dynasty. Even if the Ming Dynasty did owed a lot of people, the Ming Dynasty for three hundred years was still what people wanted. You Wu Zheng is just a minister and cannot become a king. Since you are a minister, you have to surrender. The land of the several states was the one you recovered, but that is the territory of the Ming Dynasty. The right to dispose of the court rather than your Wu Zheng. The Duke Xingguo's contribution in this battle is not inferior to that of you Wu Zheng. It is natural that you were granted the title of the three prefectures."

Wu Zhengwen said coldly, "In Xuan Za's heart, is Wu Zheng such a petty villain? What I am angry about is that the court made such an arrangement, why didn't hello to me? You know, these prefectures and counties were recovered by Wu Zheng's troops."

Zhang Huangyan sneered, "Although you, Wu Zheng, is already a marquis, and you are in charge of tens of thousands of troops. Why should the court know you? What qualifications do you have to let the court know you? When Mr. Zhang jumped down from the wall of the post pavilion, did he feel unfair as you are now? I think the court owes you?"

Wu Zheng was a little depressed, and Zhang Huangyan completely misinterpreted his meaning.

Wu Zheng believed that he had never thought of being the only one who was the only one who was the prince to command the princes. His depression was that he was fighting bloody outside, but he was rejected by the court's resolution.

In Wu Zheng's view, he supported the regent and recovered the lands of several states. In this court, he should have the right to speak, at least he should have the right to know, right?

But Zhang Huangyan's squeezing made Wu Zheng even more angry.

But Wu Zheng had to admit that Zhang Huangyan's words made sense.

The court, whether it is a small or a big court, whether it is a war or a peaceful and prosperous era, is the court. Unless you leave it and abandon it, you must look like a minister.

Even if he reaches the point where Cao Mengde takes the emperor to order the princes, he will be subject to his sanctions when he should be subject to his sanctions.

Without rules, no square will be achieved, and no one will be exceptional.

But Wu Zheng's aggrievance cannot be exaggerated.

He is not a very powerful person, but he needs to win benefits for himself, not only his own interests, but also the interests of tens of thousands of soldiers under him.

If I am really excluded by the court, then who will guarantee the interests of myself and my soldiers?

If the court is a peaceful and prosperous court, it will not even be rewarded by the meritorious soldiers. It is necessary to raise money for rewards by themselves.

The so-called right you should enjoy the kind of responsibility you bear.

Rights and obligations should be equal.

But now, the asymmetry between rights and obligations has become Wu Zheng’s depression.

Zhang Huangyan looked at the uncertainty of Wu Zheng's face and sighed softly, "Wu Zheng, the road is still far away, you are still young, you cannot argue for a short period of time... You must think twice before you act."

Wu Zheng no longer had the interest to argue with Zhang Huangyan and bowed to his goodbye.

Zhang Huangyan looked at Wu Zheng's back and left with a gentle sigh.

Wu Zheng went to Qian Sule's house.

"Mr. Qian."

"Hey, Wu Zheng, you are here just in time. I'm going to find you."

"I wonder what Lord Qian is asking Wu Zheng for?"

"That's right now, you are now under the title of Jinghai Hou and have the jurisdiction of Susonghang Prefecture. In this way, the military power of Jiaxing Prefecture should be handed over to the court. After this capital is moved, you must hand over to the Ministry of Personnel as soon as possible."

Wu Zheng was speechless.

To put it bluntly, except for Xia Wanchun, the local officials appointed by Qian Sudian when he occupied Jiaxing City, Wu Zheng had no time to interfere in the government affairs of the Jiaxing Government. Even now, Wu Zheng didn't know who is in charge of the Jiaxing Government Office.

This is the frustration in Wu Zheng's heart. Everyone's eyes are staring at the power that may not exist or may never exist before.

And I have to treat it as if it exists and return it to the court.

But no one came to ask if the military salary of the tens of thousands of soldiers under his command was enough? Is the pension of the soldiers in place?

Looking at the urgent Qian Sule, Wu Zheng said in a deep voice, "Is the court so anxious?"

Qian Sule was stunned and then his face darkened, "Wu Zheng, what do you mean?"

Wu Zheng made a speech and said, "What do I mean? Should I ask the court what it means? Lord Qian forgot that in the house of Zhang Gong of Shaoxing Prefecture, Zhang Gong and Lord Qian agreed to use taxes from Hangzhou, Jiaxing and Songjiang to provide the military salary of the soldiers under Wu Zheng. If it is not enough, the court will use the Dinghai Navy to make the regular supplies. After a few years, the government affairs of the three governments will be normal and then hand over to the court to re-define the supply methods for the soldiers under Wu Zheng's army. Have you forgotten these Qian?"

Qian Sule stared at Wu Zheng's face, "Wu Zheng, Qian has not forgotten, for a while, and then, has the imperial court also rewarded you with the three prefectures of Su Songhang? Do you not understand which is more important, Jiaxing or Suzhou? "

Wu Zheng refuted, "Mr. Qian, Hangzhou, Jiaxing and Songjiang prefectures agreed to be before the Northern Expedition. Now Wu Zheng's troops have regained several states and have suffered more than 30,000 casualties. Shouldn't we add and provide supplements?"

Qian Sule's eyes narrowed and said, "According to your opinion, the three states are not enough. Do you need to reward Yingtian Mansion to you?"

Wu Zheng said angrily, "Yingtian Mansion is under Wu Zheng's control!"

Qian Sule shouted, "Rareless!"

Wu Zheng was already out of control and forced his retort, "Is the army under Wu Zheng the Wu family or the Ming army? From the founding of this army to the present, from a group to only 70,000, and then to less than 40,000 people. How much food and food has the court given, how much money has it been given? I wonder if Lord Qian, the soldiers fought for my Wu family, or fought bloody battles for the Ming Dynasty? If it were my Wu family, why would the recovered states be transferred to the court? If it were the Ming army, should the court bear the food and food of these tens of thousands of troops?"

Qian Sule was so angry that his fingers pointed straight, "The wolf is ambitious and arrogant. Do you still have the king in your eyes, but there is still the ruler?"

"Wu Zheng only has reason in his eyes. If he has reason, he can travel all over the world, but he can't move without reason!"

"You..., I'm going to impeach you to Your Highness!"

"Please give me some advice!"

The dispute between the two became louder and louder, which alarmed the Ming army on patrol.

The Ming soldiers thought something was wrong and quickly surrounded them.
Chapter completed!
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