Wu Boyu looked at the chicken on the plate, fried in browned yellow, and there were many small red vegetables on the side. He held one piece and felt a sudden numbness and pain in his mouth after he put it in. Fortunately, Zhang Yongan reminded him first, otherwise he would have to spit it out. However, after chewing it carefully and swallowing it, he felt an unprecedented feeling of pleasure. The weather was not very hot, and after drinking the chopsticks, fine and dense beads of sweat came out of his body.

"Haha," Zhang Yongan laughed at this and said, "My brother Yu felt it was so spicy for the first time he ate this thing. This thing is much more powerful than dogwood and pepper!"

"It should have been passed from Luzon, right?" Wu Boyu said: "I have heard people talk about this when I was traveling in the south. However, this thing is too spicy and cannot be eaten as a staple food. It can only be regarded as a seasoning. If it is to spread it, it will probably take decades or even a hundred years to achieve success. Unlike corn or sweet potatoes, after I entered Lizhuang, I found that corn and sweet potatoes were planted everywhere in the yards and gaps in the fields of the people."

"Well, corn and sweet potatoes have been bred for several years, and the continuous improvement method is now quite high-yield." Zhang Yongan sighed: "In other places, not to mention that local officials do not have the intention to do such things, even if they are willing, they must communicate with local officials and gentry in advance. Even if the officials and gentry support them, it is still a very difficult thing for the people to accept it. Unlike Lizhuang, Zhang Wenlan is almost a word of the word. He said that he can grow and can grow it, so the people below will "Grow it." Even if they did not harvest enough in the first two years, people would not say his strange words, but just follow Kong Zhizhi to continue to improve. Now, countless people have already thought of Zhang Wenlan."

"Based on this matter alone," Wu Boyu said: "In fact, Zhang Wenlan has already had great merits in the future..."

"I'll talk about the future." Zhang Yongan interrupted Wu Boyu and pointed to another dish: "This is steamed pork ribs with sweet potatoes. Cut the sweet potatoes under it. The pork ribs are marinated with soy sauce and other ingredients and placed on it. Steam them softly over high heat. The pork ribs taste into the sweet potatoes, which is very delicious."

Wu Boyu smiled and said, "Is this Zhang Wenlan's invention?"

"That's right." Zhang Yongan laughed and said, "When you and I were in Wang Xinyi's house, they liked to study food very much. At that time, Wang Xinyi was not happy and said that he was losing his ambition. After arriving in Lizhuang, he realized that Lord Zhang loved to study these things the most. He had no other preferences. It seemed that he liked a desire to be polite."

"This kind of person is actually very good." Wu Boyu said: "With his strength and status, it is also very rare."

The two of them were in a relaxed mood, talking, drinking and eating, and the atmosphere was just right. The servant outside pushed the door and followed him. When they looked closely, it was Yang Qiu, the official with a horse-faced face.

"I've met Lord Siguan."

"I'll pay a visit to Lord Yang."

Zhang Yongan stood up and bowed, his face was smiling and not nervous, but Wu Boyu knelt down, pressed his hands on the ground, intending to kowtow.

Yang Qiu hummed, stepped forward, helped Wu Boyu up, and said, "Mr. Wu, don't do this. If you want to let the adults know, I will be scolded again."

Zhang Yongan explained to Wu Boyu: "Mr. Zhang abolished many cumbersome etiquettes, and kneeling and bowing are one of them."

Wu Bo and Bu An said: "I am in the middle of Meng Lang, please forgive me."

"It's okay." Yang Qiu said with a smile: "Remember not to do this again in the future. Even if you meet an adult, just bow."

"Yes, thank you for your advice."

Yang Qiu sat down, looked at the dishes on the table, and smiled at Zhang Yongan, "I originally said I wanted to invite you, but you should eat it first."

Zhang Yongan sat down and said slowly: "The official of the Sichu didn't go back to the house to have a meal, so I guess there must be something wrong."

"I can't hide it from you." Yang Qiu smiled bitterly and told all the things today.

Since Wu Bo and was called over, Zhang Yongan would definitely not hide it from him, so Yang Qiu no longer had the intention to avoid this person.

After Yang Qiu finished speaking, Zhang Yongan immediately slapped his legs and said, "Are the officials worried that Lord Zhang would be more angry, or do they feel that his status is more shaken?"

Yang Qiula had a long face and said for a while: "I'm a little worried about today, but I'm still thinking about more things to do in the future."

"If a person has no long-term plan, he will have immediate worries." Zhang Yongan winked at Wu Boyu, and then said, "The officers are very worried. I have also considered these things in the Military Information Department. They have their own positions and positions. Now the position of the Military Information Department is actually stable. The shortcomings of the officers is that they do not show the importance of the officers and do not overtake the rest of the officers. I wonder if it is not known?"

Yang Qiu looked a little embarrassed, but he still focused on the key points.

Zhang Yongan smiled and said, "In fact, it is a good thing for the officials to have such enterprising spirit, which means that everyone is very optimistic about He Yusheng's future. If so, we will be more confident. In fact, today's things are very easy to deal with, mainly by starting from the word propaganda."

Yang Qiu said: "Sir, please tell me carefully."

Zhang Yongan looked at Wu Boyu and smiled and said, "Old Wu tell me."

Wu Boyu was not polite and said directly: "He Yusheng has a propaganda bureau in the attendant department, but he mostly wrote an announcement on behalf of Lord Zhang and did some publicity, but it was not detailed. Brother Yong'an and I wrote several letters. We have considered that if we want to do something deliberately, the effect will be much better than the current practice. As for today's things, it is very possible to do something, just to sacrifice our image by the officer."

Yang Qiu stood up and said, "This is easy to deal with. I should have had a bad image."

Zhang Yongan and Wu Bo stood up together and said, "Secretary Officer is elegant, I will definitely do this for you."

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The sunlight penetrates through the glass windows, making the room clear and transparent. Compared with the previous wooden paper-paste windows, glass windows can also be opened and breathable. If there is wind, it will be much brighter than paper windows.

This is the office where Zhang Han moved. The west room was used in winter. It was well kept warm and the lighting was slightly insufficient. After moving here, the walls were quickly posted on maps from all over the place by the servants. The cabinets on the walls were filled with archives and official documents sent from all over the place, as well as some documents such as constitutional examples, which were convenient for Zhang Han to inquire.

There are also some classics published by Li Zhuang, including the Thai books translated by Johnson Chan and others, Zhao Shizhen's military books, Mao Yuanyi and others' firearms and military works.

Johnson Chan and Frederick and other Thais suggested that they specially burn some glass windows for Zhang Han, but they only knew some principles and still had to spend a lot of silver trial production methods to succeed.

Zhang Han thought about it and felt that it was not the time. Now the military department has put its main profit target on copper mines. It has huge investment in the early stage. The easy-to-mine copper ore will not last for too long. It also has to invest huge amounts of funds in the mining area. In addition, the cost of land reclamation and the expense of recruiting new recruits. Then he has to spend money to open a glass factory. Although the profit is expected, the initial investment is huge. If you really do this, Zhang Han is quite worried that Tian Jitang will hang it in a hurry.

Zhang Han is reading the latest announcement. The situation in various places has been relatively stable recently. The current report was sent by the Military Intelligence Bureau. Yang Qiu reported two things. One is that he set up a Military Intelligence and Propaganda Bureau within the Military Intelligence Bureau, which specially compiled some announcements based on emergencies. He also performed through newspapers published by He Yusheng, as well as storytelling, shadow puppetry, and miscellaneous operas, to eliminate some bad influences.

Yang Qiu reported to Zhang Han that he had asked someone to compile a shadow puppet to perform in the core area for the last time when the Omubuhong was involved, and it was probably going to spread soon.

In addition, Yang Qiu proposed to conduct preliminary public opinion control in various places and try to do as much as possible to cover up, but also prevent the spread of news that is not conducive to He Yusheng and Zhang Han. Zhang Han was interested in these two things, and the second thing hesitated a little and thought about it and did not make a decision.

When Zhang Han was busy, Omubuhong, who was already wearing a new robe, was watching from the side, but he was cut out according to the Mongolian style. He was almost fifteen years old. In fact, he was not much different from adult men in the Ming Dynasty. At least in many families, he was already preparing to marry a wife at this age, and there were many people who got married and had children at the age of fifteen or sixteen.

In Zhang Han's room, Omubuhong is a landscape, not tall, but he is as round as a Mongolian, very strong. His hair on his forehead was shaved, and the rest was tied into a braid. There was also a treasure sword around his waist. It was specially made for this small Tai Kyi according to Zhang Han's intention. Originally, the servants did not agree to give this small Tai Kyi a sword, but it was still Zhang Shixiong and other military officials who felt it was okay. Although Zhang Han had not practiced martial arts for a long time, his foundation in his early years was not bad. When Zhang started his career, Zhang was not a bad one.

Han once killed a leader of Lahu on the street, but now he is even more legendary. Dramas are being performed in many places. Some storytellers also compiled storytellers. They first made the killed leader of Lahu into a hero with an eight-foot height and a waist circumference. Then they were killed by Zhang Han with his masterful martial arts. Of course, this is not the case. However, at least Zhang Han's martial arts skills are not bad, and there are always many guards around him. A half-sized kid was scared out of his courage. He would never have the courage to assassinate, nor did he have this ability.

"Uncle." Seeing Zhang Han being busy all the time and the servants kept filing the files, Omubuhong couldn't help asking: "Why is it so complicated to handle government affairs?"

Zhang Han stopped, thought for a while, and said, "Some things seem to be very annoying to do, but in fact, after doing them, it will make you very easy. If you don't do some things, you will spend more time and energy to make up for them. For example, this is the case with the document."

Omubuhong seemed to understand but Zhang Han smiled slightly and did not explain much.

If this Mongolian boy could understand, he would understand sooner or later. He would take him by his side. In addition to reversing the resentment that this boy might have before, he would also need to cultivate this boy and at least learn something around him. In the future, he would be a great knight. He would not be a complete puppet and could try his best to help.

The city of Naihua must be taken, and Bansheng City and major Bansheng land must be taken back, so that the Tumote tribe will only have pastures. However, with the trade and blood transfusions with Yusheng, they will definitely not be poor enough to go south to hunt grass valleys.

Obumuhong first looked thoughtful, then bowed and said, "Thank you for your teachings. What you mean is to do with half the effort if you do things clearly."

Zhang Han smiled slightly. He had already thought it clearly and decided to ask Yang Qiu to try it out for the time being, but it must be more secret and gentle. Don't give Li Zhuang the impression that it is difficult for scholars and clamp down on the clear and controversial discussions. After the approval, Zhang Han instructed that this document should only be transferred to the internal information department, Wang Yong, who knew that he did not have to forward the attendant department or the military command department, and would directly archive it.

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Chapter completed!