Wu Zheng chose Ma Shiying to write this tribute.

Ma Shiying read the parallel prose passionately and excitedly, and to be honest, Song An didn't understand a single sentence.

But because she didn't understand, Song An felt that Ma Shiying had real skills.

As for people, they always respect those people, things and things that they don’t understand. If they really understand, they will think in their hearts, and that’s just that.

Ma Shiying originally wanted to assist Wu Zheng and fight for his second half of his life with his reputation. He was basically desperate for the two small courts of the Southern Ming Dynasty. It was not because of the monarch and ministers' misfortune, but the most important thing was that the people of these two dynasties were so disliked by him.

But he also knew that although Wu Zheng accepted him, Wu Zheng did not trust him.

On weekdays, it is impossible to get such an opportunity to get close to Wu Zheng unless Wu Zheng summons him.

Now that Song An comes to invite him in person, he can get the opportunity to get close to Wu Zheng, which is unsuccessful for Ma Shiying, so the two hit it off.

Ma Shiying quietly approached Wu Zheng, wanting to listen carefully to what Wu Zheng was muttering.

Wu Zheng was actually a little drunk at this time.

He waved his hands unconsciously, and his mouth was in a mess.

"Uncle, I have done everything I promised before. Yingtian Mansion has been restored, and the monument of your soldiers has also been erected..."

"This Tartar looks vicious, but is actually very weak. Until now, I can't believe that Yingtian Mansion can fight in one battle... Uncle Yingtian Mansion... This further proves that the Qing court's strong and powerful people are fighting... Alas, if the king and minister in Jiangnan are united, why is the northern expedition difficult?"

"Uncle... Although I have the intention to resist the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty, why are they not happy? It turns out that we are putting our hot face on their cold butts."

"I'm tired, so tired. Although they are fighting in the nest... I haven't had a day of sleep in peace for more than a year... They really want power, I'll give it to them. At worst, I can take those who are willing to follow me and occupy a few islands to sea and spend my whole life."

"Uncle, you said that if we were an outsider, if we had not learned a little bit dark, how could we have played with those old men who had been immersed in the officialdom for decades... No, we can't be sheep, we have to be wolf. If we have nothing to do, we can scream a few times and scare them...haha."

Ma Shiying understood half of her understanding, but her other half was really inexplicable.

But one thing is that Ma Shiying has a similar feeling, that is, in this world, if you are a sheep, you will die, you will have to be a wolf, a hungry wolf, or a evil wolf.

Ma Shiying slowly approached Wu Zheng and gently took the wine glass from Wu Zheng who had already shaken left and right and couldn't sit steadily, "Lord, I'm gone, don't drink anymore, let's rest."

At this time, Wu Zheng could no longer feel that the wine glass in his hand had been lost. He opened his hazy eyes and said, "This world is hard to argue about loyalty and treacherous, and good people cannot do it, do you know?"

Ma Shiying quickly responded: "The lord is right, you have to deal with evil thieves more evil than them."

"You can teach me." Wu Zheng patted Ma Shiying on the shoulder vigorously and praised.

Ma Shiying's face was so wonderful, can a child teach?

It has been about fifty years, and no one has ever said this to him by patting his shoulder like this.

But then, Wu Zheng hugged Ma Shiying's neck and said, "They really think there is a master in this world, but I know that there is no master in this world... Whoever has a hard fist will be whose world belongs to."

Ma Shiying was so uncomfortable when Wu Zheng was holding her neck. The most important thing was that he was standing, but Wu Zheng sat cross-legged. This time, Ma Shiying had to bend over and look at her. Oh, hey, this old waist.

But when he heard Wu Zheng's drunken words, Ma Shiying looked at Wu Zheng in shock but joyfulness, "The lord is right, there are those who can do it in the world."

Unexpectedly, this made Wu Zheng turn his head, look up and down, then raise his right hand and grop on Ma Shiying's face, pinched it, and suddenly shouted: "You... who are you... Do I know you... Yes, you are an assassin! They sent to kill me. The person, Xiao Anzi, kill him, kill him..."

Song An kept watching from the side, and he looked at Ma Shiying with a wry smile, and Ma Shiying also looked back at him with a wry smile.

Fortunately, Wu Zheng suddenly fell soft like roasted noodles and fell asleep drunk.

Ma Shiying stared at Wu Zheng for a while, then suddenly turned around and said to Song An: "Song Qianhu, can you trust me?"

Song An was stunned for a moment before replying, "What's the matter first?"

Ma Shiying pointed to Wu Zheng who was sleeping soundly and said, "It is already a mistake for the lord to leave the lord's rank from Hangzhou, and after delaying for a long time in Jiading, it is even more wrong. You must know that if the lord enters the capital and worships the ancestors, he will be a meritorious minister. If the lord is not here at this time, how can he fight for the benefits he deserves? Besides, the lord's lord is so pure and righteous in the court, he speaks with kindness and righteousness, but only they themselves know the private thoughts. If the lord stays here, it will be too late after waking up. Song Qianhu, if he believes in me, he will help the lord onto the carriage and set off to chase the lord's rank immediately. Even if he can't catch up with the lord, it is better than not being able to even get the lord's lord."

Ma Shiying is indeed an old man. He knows very well how huge the benefits involved in this matter are.

But Wu Zheng is lukewarm to him. In addition, Wu Zheng has had many things these days, so it is difficult for Ma Shiying to see Wu Zheng. If he is in public, he will be unable to explain the matter and has been anxious in his heart.

Song An is smart and bold. He is not like Chi Erhan, but only stubbornly implementing Wu Zheng's orders. After Ma Shiying said this, Song An is really excited.

He pursed his lips and said, "Okay, I just don't like these civil servants. If they robbed the first merit, wouldn't we die in vain? I'll listen to you this time. Please help the young master onto the carriage."

....

Chunhua Town, this small town that is not visible and unobstructed.

Now a palace-forcing scene is being staged.

Since Zhang Huangyan and others led their troops into the market, the situation has been taken control.

This is what happened. If there is any change, it will be a minor change. It depends on Zhu Ma’s attitude towards the matter. Whether some officials are punished or not pursued.

But at this time, Qian Sule did something, which directly led to a fire that was almost extinguished.

Qian Sule suddenly took off his crown and hat on his head, held it in his hand, and said with a sigh: "Qian cannot change the court, but Qian can resign."

Qian Sule's move was indeed powerful, which directly triggered the echo of the ministers he brought.

These officials won the championship one after another and agreed with Qian Sule in unison.

Zhu Yihai was shocked and turned to joy and looked at Zhu Mai.

Zhu Mai was finally panicked. If this court suddenly lost these powerful ministers, it would be paralyzed.

Even if I still occupy the position of the state, I am afraid it is not worthy of my name and just an empty space.
Chapter completed!