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Wu Zheng was a little surprised, "Why?"

"No, I just said to General Chen, he believed me!" Chen Mingxia suddenly cried out, "After surrendering to the Qing Dynasty, no one said to me, believe me!"

Seeing Chen Mingxia crying involuntarily, Wu Zheng felt compassion and finally got up to support him and said, "Get up and talk."

Chen Mingxia cried gratefully: "Since then, General Chen and I have been subordinates and are truly the most important friends. Originally, I wanted to respect General Chen as the main one, but General Chen said that there is only one master in the future, and that is, you, Prince. At first I didn't believe it, but later I heard of the prince's reputation, I believed it. I have no reason to not believe it if a prince can make a person like General Chen respect him."

Wu Zheng sighed and looked at Chen Mingxia with tears in his eyes and said, "The rumors are not credible!"

Chen Mingxia wiped her tears and said with her head raised: "Actually, the rumors in the world are really unreliable. Thousands of Han officials in the capital are determined to surrender to the Qing Dynasty at most. The rest are forced to do so. Who has no relatives? The Qing army enters the city and cannot escape. If they fight, they have no power to tie up their chickens. Once they resist, they will be destroyed. Is there a second way to surrender to the Qing Dynasty?"

Wu Zheng frowned and said, "What do you mean? Is it reasonable to surrender to the Qing Dynasty?"

"No." Chen Mingxia denied, "What I mean is that as long as the prince's northern expedition in the future, many prefectures can be issued an edict, and few Han officials who surrendered to the Qing Dynasty were truly loyal to the Qing court."

Wu Zheng refused to say anything and asked, "What's the important thing about Chen Zhiyuan asking you to come this time?"

"General Chen asked me to pass on a word to the prince."

"speak."

"If one day I will fight against you, please believe me." Chen Mingxia reposted carefully. He really didn't understand. If such a thing really happened, no one would win the trust.

Wu Zheng felt nervous, suppressed the bitterness in his heart, and said angrily, "Go back and tell that guy, don't come all the way to spread such nonsense in the future!"

Chen Mingxia responded in a daze, "Yes! I will definitely bring the prince's original words."

....

Wu Zheng learned the specific situation of the Qing Dynasty's new army from Chen Mingxia.

I also learned that Chen Zhiyuan and Qian Qiaogong had already married each other.

While sighing, Wu Zheng not only complained in his stomach with bad taste, but he didn't know if the two Manchu women would have a strong smell of sheep.

Thinking of the two boys being so smelled by the fishy smell on the wedding night, Wu Zheng couldn't help laughing.

"What makes my husband funny?" Mo Yi stroked Wu Zheng's temple with a clear and green onion finger and pressed gently.

Wu Zheng slowly closed his eyes and leaned in Mo Yiqing's arms, enjoying this short and warm time. "I'm laughing at the two boys, one is Jia Xu and the other is Zhao Yun, but they are all together, and a man is in Cao's camp. It's okay, but he doesn't hesitate to marry two Manchu women and add a handsome man's plan... I'm thinking, how can these two boys make the north side of the country make a bunch of porridge?"

"You are not afraid of...a fake act?"

Wu Zheng's neck stiffened significantly, and then slowly relaxed, "When people live in this world, they have to believe in something, and they don't believe anything... they are too tired. Why bother?"

"But my husband just doesn't believe in Aye and the Mo family." After learning that Wu Zheng was about to get married, Mo Yiqing suddenly felt an impulse in her heart. She came to this matter desperately. At this moment, she felt a deep sorrow and resentment in her heart.

Wu Zheng was silent, and after a long time, he opened his eyes, "This is different. I believe in Mr. Mo and you, otherwise I would not have put all the financial power in Mr. Mo's hands, and I would not have handed over Changlin Wei to your hands. But, I don't believe in the Mo family. Mr. Mo has six sons alone, and several sons marry and have children. So there are six other families. Of course, these six families are not only daughters. Their son marrys his wife again, and there are more than a dozen more families, and those more than a dozen families have in-laws... endless."

Mo Yiqing was silent, her eyes gradually wet, she understood the truth, but if anything really spread to her, then she would not be able to follow it.

Wu Zheng gently stroked the back of her hand and sighed, "People are content, but they cannot be content. If the interests of the world continue to grow, it is impossible to get income from one household. If they really get it, they will not be far from destruction... Do you understand this principle?"

"I understand." Mo Yiqing responded softly.

Wu Zheng slowly closed his eyes again, "You can send someone to take the initiative to contact Chen Zhiyuan and the others, but you must remember to ensure safety... It is the safety of them!"

"yes."

....

As Qian Sule judged, the two sides broke down when Wu Zheng firmly disagreed with any concessions.

No wonder, negotiations can only continue to be negotiated if there is concession. If one party refuses to give in, what else can we talk about?

Chen Zhilin left a harsh saying, "See you on the battlefield" and led the delegation to leave.

Of course, this was not said in front of Wu Zheng, otherwise he would have to be slapped in the face before leaving.

Wu Zheng didn't care on the surface, but in private, he had already begun to mobilize the army.

He transferred Hangzhou, Jinshan Guards to Songjiang Prefecture, and urgently transferred the Zhoushan Navy, the first Zhoushan Navy, to the estuary of the Yangtze River, to the south of the Yangtze River, and stationed in Nansha (one of the Sansha Islands of Chongming). At the same time, he informed Zhang Mingzhen's Wusong Navy to step up training to prevent emergencies.

But no matter what, the harvest of this Western Expedition was huge. The officials of the eight prefectures under the General's Office and the people were immersed in the joy of restoration.

As the news that the prince was about to get married spread wildly, the entire Hangzhou Prefecture was in full swing.

Although Wu Zheng repeatedly asked to be low-key, Xiong Rulin, Zhang Guowei and others issued a notice in the name of the General's Mansion, and distributed five kilograms of rice, two kilograms of meat and one kilogram of candy each person to show that everyone would celebrate together.

....

The gentle wind and clear bamboo shadows are helping the flow, Jiangnan College.

In Wu Bochang's small courtyard where he usually refuses to see guests, there are distinguished guests visiting today.

For the sake of his children, Qian Sule, the Grand Tutor of Yixing Dynasty, had a rare time to recommend a cup of wine and insects to relieve the harassment of wine insects in his stomach.

So, after half a pound of old wine, one poured wine and said, "A pot of old wine, two plates of side dishes, three or five cups, it's great!"

One bowed his hand and thanked him: "A bright moon, two small songs, three or five sounds into his ears, comfortable!"

The two looked at each other and burst into laughter.

"Brother Wu, I wish you and I had met too late!"

"Brother Qian, each other!"

Qian Sule raised his wine glass and said, "When the mountains and rivers were broken, a young hero was born in vain. He helped the building fall and turned the tide. Only then can we have a quiet place for you and my brothers to drink in a quiet place today... Brother Wu, I have raised a good son! Come on, Qian toast you with a glass of wine."

Wu Bochang is very cautious in daily life and does not easily drink.
Chapter completed!