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Chapter 373 The sunset glows like a fire reflecting the green hills (eight)

As soon as Zhang Wuji got on the command of the box truck, Zhang Ping'an pointed to the milk tea on the box truck's stove. Zhang Wuji opened the machine from the stove rack to remove the hot teapot, added milk tea to the deep ceramic cup fixed on the box truck table in the shaking carriage, and poured himself a cup.

"Grandpa Li's craftsmanship is really unspeakable. Even the details of the box car walking and shaking are considered so carefully!"

"Don't talk about these useless things, I'm asking you to come here for tea. Those bastards in Shanxi Jiexiu are still alive!"

"Sir, when did the errand make mistakes in the errands you gave me?" When Zhang Wuji heard Zhang Ping'an mention this, he immediately smiled like Zhang Dashuai, and his face was filled with happiness. This tormenting errands made Zhang Wuji feel heartily excited.

"Okay! I am my good student, you are much better than Liu Qingshan! Liu Qingshan's damn guy is soft-hearted at the critical moment, which really makes me, the teacher, lose all the face! Let's talk about serious business. I plan to put them back in a while. You have to enlighten them before they leave, so that they can remember the kindness we gave them to them for the rest of their lives!"

"Sir, this matter is not urgent. I usually go to the Medical Office of Uncle Jia for no reason and learn to use a knife from Uncle Jia. Hey...he...hey! The students saw that these people were having pain in their idle eggs. Since the eggs were so painful, I would help them remove an egg. Well, if they removed an egg, of course, they would have to cultivate for a while. Mr. still had to give me some money. I had to sell them some ginseng, deer antler and other supplements to nourish their bodies."

Zhang Wuji's seemingly harmless words made Zhang Ping'an tighten his legs in an instant. Zhang Wuji's idea was very in line with Zhang Ping'an's appetite. Zhang Wuji was even darker than him, but he was better than blue. As for small matters like silver and money, Zhang Ping'an took out a stack of gold tickets from his arms. He opened it and saw that it was a large ticket of 500 gold coins each. Zhang Ping'an was a little reluctant, so he grabbed two gold coins from the drawer of the desk behind the desk and counted thirty to Zhang Wuji. Then he wrote a warrant with a charcoal pen and asked Xu Qiang, the deputy director of the Medical Department, to help Zhang Wuji with egg removal surgery.

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When Zhang Ping'an led his army to the city of Pingrong, Yue Tuo led the army back before he could use the "*" and destroyed the Qingsongling Mountain Road again. After receiving this news, Zhang Ping'an, the commander of the Po Nu Army, was very proud. The enemy fled to the wind. This was a recognition of his achievements as the commander. Zhang Ping'an, the famous general, went up to the next level again. This Jurchens' offensive battle with a head-on and a tail-off will leave a deep mark on the psychology of the Jurchen officers and soldiers. When fighting against the Po Nu Army in the future, their morale will be greatly reduced.

His pride did not last long. The civil yamen of Ponucheng brought Zhang Ping'an back to his original form after much urgent reports. This time, Zhang Ping'an did not dare to leave them near Guihua City. In this way, the people who were obsessed with the family could be escaped. According to the civil yamen's plan, the people who migrated this time were mainly placed within a radius of thousands of miles from Jianrong to Ping'an City. However, it was too late to cultivate food in spring, and the Ponu army would live a tight life.

Zhang Ping'an issued a command to suspend the production of weapons and make every effort to build agricultural tools. In order to ensure the smooth production of agricultural tools, Zhang Ping'an appointed his uncle Wang Ermu as the director to fully supervise the production of agricultural tools. The newly migrated people Zhang Ping'an ordered the civil yamen to let them plant cotton and bean crops, and plant some fruits and vegetables. Zhang Ping'an only made an arrangement for major policies and regulations, and the specific implementation was left to the civil yamen to take care of. During this busy farming season, Zhang Ping'an did not allow any empty things such as celebration ceremonies, and he had to work hard.

The light carriage Zhang Dashui returned to Ponu City with only two thousand guards. Zhang Dashui's return triggered the people of Ponu City to welcome him spontaneously. Although more people were busy with farming and were not in the city, the Ponu Army, which gathered with merchants and craftsmen, was still incredible on both sides of the street. Zhang Ping'an, who was riding on a tall horse, waved to the people who were greeting from time to time, which made Zhang Ping'an's vanity satisfy unprecedentedly.

When walking past the second street in the west of Ponucheng, Zhang Ping'an accidentally glanced at the secluded streets and alleys, and he couldn't help but frown. No need to think too much, this must be a strange thing caused by the Donglin people from the Ming Dynasty. The civil yamen of Ponucheng and the wealthy people did not have the courage to challenge his authority. However, Zhang Ping'an just frowned and did not make too much noise. He still needed to give these civil officials of the Ming Dynasty some face. He attracted Qu Guozheng around him to whisper to him.

As soon as he entered the gate of the Marshal's Mansion, Zhang Ping'an's eyes lit up. The renovation of the front yard of the Marshal's Mansion has been completed. Chen Liang's family in the East Courtyard has moved to the northeast back yard of the Marshal's Mansion. The front yard of the Marshal's Mansion should have become the supervisory yard of the Marshal's Mansion. The former main hall has been repaired one floor, and his study naturally climbed up to the upper floor. The downstairs main hall has become a conference hall and a living room. The West Courtyard of the Marshal's Mansion has left the office room of the Marshal's Mansion, Hao Yidao, the deputy Qianzheng, Zhang Youhe, and the East and West Courtyards have been connected to the corridors outside the main hall.

Before Zhang Ping'an could visit his general's mansion, he had been the former Ming Dynasty imperial envoy Zou Yuanbiao, Zuodu Yang Lian and more than 30 Donglin officials, including the General Office of the Ponucheng Xuanwei, and the General Office of the Ponucheng Xuanwei, accompanied by Lu Xiangsheng, the general secretary of the Ming Dynasty, to welcome Zhang Ping'an in the main hall of the General Office. Looking at the Ming Dynasty bureaucrats wearing various civilian costumes, Zhang Ping'an's expression was instantly heavier. He bowed to greet these former imperial officials, and then warmly invited everyone to enter the hall and sit.

Of course, the person in charge was Zou Yuanbiao. His eyebrows were stained with frost at the age of about 60, his black fur hat had white hair, his face was full of wrinkles, and his eyes were shining with magical eyes. Yang Lian beside him was slightly disabled. Zhang Ping'an guessed that it was caused by torture in the imperial prison. His gray beard was still hard, and his phoenix eyes were as hard as iron stone. Under Lu Xiangsheng's introduction, they greeted Zhang Ping'an in turn.

Zhang Ping'an felt both excited and bored in his heart. What was excited was that these people were all Confucian scholars who were strong and could supervise the civil yamen in Ponucheng well, and some people could manage the local area directly. On the other hand, these people were too honest and would not adapt, and would definitely cause trouble for him all day long. However, Zhang Ping'an had the right to help Donglin, so as long as it was not too much, Zhang Ping'an could only take one step and one step to slowly influence them. The few people introduced by Lu Xiangsheng still attracted Zhang Ping'an's attention.

When Zhang Ping'an heard this name, he became respectful. He mentioned this person specifically in Zheng Tai's intelligence. Fan Jingwen can be said to be the representative of the lonely minister. His subordinates depended on Donglin and did not cling to the eunuch party. He was upright and upright and had a talent for governing the world. However, when Lu Xiangsheng introduced Fan Jingwen, Zhang Ping'an only bowed his hand and bowed back to the matter. He treated these Ming bureaucrats equally on the scene. As for deep friendship, it was a private matter.

After Lu Xiangsheng's introduction, Zhang Ping'an, the Po Nu, who was sitting in the middle of the lobby, spoke first. He bowed to the direction of the Ming Dynasty in a heavy mood and said, "All gentlemen are all talented people in the Ming Dynasty. They came to the Xuanwei Envoy Division of the Po Nu City by persecuted by the eunuchs. Ping'an is deeply honored to be able to retain pillars for the court! Unfortunately, Ping'an has limited ability and failed to rescue Mr. Zuo Yizhi and other Mr. Donglin who suffered in the imperial prison. Ping'an is ashamed! Woo... Woo... Woo... Woo!"

After saying that, Zhang Ping'an burst into tears. The rescued Donglin officials were infected by Zhang Ping'an's sadness. They all thought of their friends who suffered in prison in the same year and couldn't help but burst into tears. The only thing that had no expression was that the Tongzhi of Ponucheng Xuanwei in the Ponucheng, Lu Xiangsheng, who knew Zhang Ping'an too well. He knew Zhang Ping'an's character too much. This Ponu's uncle was definitely not very scheming. There was no need to guess. This must be his way of winning the favor of Donglin officials.

Amid the persuasion of Donglin officials, Zhang Ping'an stopped crying and talked about the important matter. As the highest official rank, Zou Yuanbiao took the lead in expressing gratitude to Po Nubo who was deeply aware of the righteousness of rescuing Donglin officials and his relatives. For this, the young and mature Po Nubo hurriedly said humbly, "What's the point of raising his hands?" This unnutritious and boring conversation lasted for an hour, while thanking him, and being humble until Lu Xiangsheng couldn't stand it: "My colleagues at Shangguan, Po Nubo has worked very hard all the way, so please ask Po Nubo to give a lecture!"

Lu Xiangsheng interrupted Zhang Ping'an's boring conversation, but Zhang Ping'an was actually happy. He was grateful to these Ming bureaucrats with high vision and was very helpful in his heart. Zhang Ping'an, who was satisfying his vanity, was interrupted by Lu Xiangsheng. Although he was a little unhappy, he was secretly happy. Lu Xiangsheng's behavior completely violated the rules of the Ming officialdom, which means that Lu Xiangsheng has integrated into the officialdom of Po Nucheng in talking about official affairs. His approach returned to the Ming Dynasty, and he would be suppressed by the Ming bureaucrats in the long run.

Zhang Ping'an, who instantly took back his imagination, still respected Lu Xiangsheng's suggestions very much. He coughed lightly and bowed to the Donglin official: "Jiandou has led troops all year round, and has also become impatient with the Posou Army. Please forgive me, seniors!"

After smoothing out the situation for Lu Xiangsheng, Zhang Ping'an picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, slowly put it down and continued: "This time I led the troops to help the Ming Dynasty eliminate the rebels, which was indeed exhausted as Jiandou said. However, seeing so many knowledgeable Confucian scholars come to Ponucheng to help Ponucheng Xuanwei to smooth the affairs of the Ministry of Justice, Ping'an was very happy!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Ping'an paused for a moment and bowed to the capital again to show his respect for the emperor: "Ben Bo asked the emperor for an order and gave the "Da Ming Law" and "Da Qie" to the Xuanfu Envoy of the Po Nucheng. He also had a set of carved versions of the Four Books and Five Classics, the Rules of Disciples, etc., to promote our Confucianism and make it deeply rooted in the hearts of the people."

Zou Yuanbiao, Yang Lian and others who were sitting at the lower head nodded and praised him. Po Nubo was quite cautious in his words when claiming to himself. He called Benbo in words involving the emperor, which was a recognition of his identity as Po Nubo of the Ming Dynasty and a statement of loyalty to the Ming Dynasty court.
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