It seems like this is a nonsense, but it is ten meaningful during the negotiation process. If it is in the name of the emperor, it is all-round contact. If it is contacted under the banner of the Northern Town Fushi, then there may not be much content to talk about. Perhaps it can be said to be tentative contact to see what the other party reacts. If there is intention to cooperate and then make all-round contact, there are two meanings here. The first is extremely proactive, which means that the Ming Dynasty is very interested in Zhuner, while the second is passive, which means that the Ming Dynasty has the intention to cooperate with Zhungar, but is not active.

Zhu Jun thought for a while. If he was not so impatient, then if he really made a covenant in the future, he would naturally have a little more advantage. However, time was tight, and the two places were thousands of miles apart, so it was not easy to get in touch once. It was impossible to send a message back and forth: "Just in my name, you must do these things quickly and not delay."

The clerk nodded quickly. After a while, he saw Tongzhi bringing a few Jinyiwei and escorting two people in. After the commander of the Northern Fufu Department visited Zhu Jun, he reported: "Your Majesty, the two victims who had just quarreled have been caught. Please let the emperor do it."

Zhu Jun was stunned when he heard this, and then he understood. Zhu Jun asked the commander Tongzhi to take a look. The commander Tongzhi obviously had a wrong idea. He thought Long Yan was furious and wanted to punish them. Zhu Jun glanced at two frightened people. One was gray-mouthed, the other looked like an old scholar, and the other was gentle in the grade, and the other was dressed as a waiter in Jinling City. At this time, Zhu Jun was wearing casual clothes. The commander Tongzhi saw that Zhu Jun looked low-key and did not give a big gift. The old scholar and the waiter thought that Zhu Jun was the leader of the Jinyiwei. Although the Jinyiwei no longer disturbed the people, this deep-rooted view still scared the two of them.

Zhu Jun asked in a gentle tone: "What's the noise of you two? Don't be afraid, no one wants to keep you in trouble, just ask casually, come on, give them seats."

Perhaps Zhu Jun's tone was calm, which calmed the two frightened people. The waiter said, "Sir, the villain is not intentionally making noise, but..." The waiter pointed to the old scholar and said angrily: "This old man is really outrageous. He ran to our Yanyue Tower to have dinner, but there was no money to pay the bill. My shopkeeper saw that he was so old, so he originally thought that he was unlucky and let him go, but who knew that he was not grateful, but also talked nonsense."

The old scholar looked dissatisfied and argued with his neck: "There is no nonsense? I have no false words. If you don't believe me, you can dig up the foundation. If there is no treasure, I will be killed on the spot at the bottom of Yanyue Tower."

"Scared! Dig up the foundation? Is your life worth the money on the foundation? What's the use of killing you?

"If you dig up the foundation, you will have treasures. You are blind and you are unwilling to obtain this wealth and honor in the future."

Eryi looked indignant, and the old scholar also argued with reason. The two of them quarreled and completely forgot that this was the famous Beizhen Fusi Yatang.

Zhu Jun was puzzled. He couldn't figure it out for a long time. He shook his hands and said, "It's all the descendants of the Han family. I wear the land and I wear the lichens in the Ming Dynasty. If you have anything to do, you must make arguing. Come on. Pay the bill for this old man. Don't make arguing again."

Upon hearing this, Guizi escaped a silver coin and sent it to the waiter's palm: "I hope. The rest is to reward you. You know more and go back calmly. Don't anger the nobles."

Er collected the money and greeted Zhu Jun with a smile. He went immediately. The old scholar glanced at Zhu Jun blankly, with an expression of wanting to speak but stopping. Then he stamped his feet and followed the waiter to go out.

The commander Tongzhi smiled and said, "The emperor is too kind. All these fools are tricky and weird."

Zhu Jun sat on the head of the yatang ground. He took Xiao Guizi and handed him the teacup and blew the tea foam, but did not drink it immediately. He shouted with anger: "It's all the people of the Ming Dynasty. There is no difference between fools and untouchables. I'll go to Dali Temple to get a board later. I dare to talk nonsense again. Or let me know that you are detaining the people immediately like today. Be careful that I will deal with you."

The commander of the Northern Fufu Department, Tongzhi, was surnamed Huang, named Shuisheng, and from Qiantang. He was one of the Jinyiweiser who followed Yongli to the south. When Zhu Jun traveled to Myanmar, he did not have many followers around him. Huang Shuisheng was one of them. He had been a guard of Zhu Jun for a while. Therefore, he was familiar with the emperor's nature. He was not often seen in such a stern tone. Huang Shuisheng hurriedly said, "I dare not do it again. Please forgive me."

Zhu Jun's tone slowed down and took a sip of tea: "You are following me, and some things should be more thorough than others. If you were like that, others would not only scold you, but also scold me. Although I have never thought about seeking fame, I am unwilling to be scolded. Do you understand?"

Huang Shuisheng was already a little scared, but when he heard Zhu Jun's heart-to-heart words, he realized that the emperor did not blame him, but regarded him as a confidant. He hurriedly said, "I will never dare to do it again.

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Zhu Jun nodded and asked a few questions

After the operation of the land, he got up and left, left the yamen, got on the carriage, moved, and just half a stick of incense, suddenly he slapped, and Zhu Jun in the carriage almost fell out of the soft seat, and immediately heard shouting outside the carriage, and the screaming was naturally the angry Gan Hui.

Since Gan Hui became the chief guard in the palace, he has always been deeply trusted by Zhu Jun and is grateful for Zhu Jun's kindness. The reason why the carriage suddenly stopped was because the old scholar who came out of the town government office was blocking the carriage. The roads in Nanjing were divided into carriages and sidewalks. The lane only carriages were used. Although the driver who drove the carriage was the first-class driver and suddenly rushed out of the lane and couldn't respond in time. He could not quickly press down the brakes and tie the horses.

The carriage suddenly stopped, making Gan Hui and a dozen servants who had been following quickly and became nervous. They thought that with this moment, more than a dozen knives and short flaps lit up one after another. When they saw that it was the old scholar again, Gan Hui naturally knew that this old scholar should not be in much danger, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. However, he remembered this guy's collision with the saint. Although the emperor came out in contempt, it was also a serious crime. He also remembered the false alarm just now, and couldn't help but curse.

"What's going on?" Zhu Jun lifted the curtain with a confident look on his face and poked his head out.

Gan Hui quickly ran to the carriage and replied: "Your Majesty, it's the scholar again. He suddenly rushed out of the sidewalk. Old Liu couldn't dodge, so..................

Zhu Jun looked ahead in shock and found that it was indeed the old scholar. He looked at Zhu Jun with a trembling mouth. He was originally a little displeased. Even if the crime of rushing to the sage car was exposed, the old scholar rushed into the roadway was a crime. Although it was not serious, he still had to beat him. Zhu Jun originally wanted to ask someone to arrest him and go to the Nanjing government office for punishment, but when he saw that Baba's eyes, he couldn't help but soften again. The other party was an old man no matter what, and he was calculating about the old man, so he said to Gan Hui: "Go and ask him why he rushed out to stop the car."

Gan Hui agreed, walked to the old scholar again, asked the old scholar a few words in a low voice, and came back to report: "Your Majesty, this old man said he would like to thank the emperor for paying the bill for him, and he is here to repay his kindness."

"Repay kindness?" Zhu Jun smiled on his face: "No need. Let him go back for a tael of silver." After that, he was about to hang a curtain, but he was not careful that the old scholar on the other side had already shouted: "Sir, please listen to the old man's report, it is absolutely confidential."

Zhu Jun smiled bitterly. Those who are in power cannot get angry with an old man on the street. The old man is entangled and has to say, "Let him come here."

When the old scholar arrived at the carriage, there was a clamor behind him. It turned out that Zhu Jun's car was parked in the middle of the road, and there were already many vehicles waiting behind him. If the coachman hadn't seen Zhu Jun's carriage full of strong men, he would have cursed him.

Zhu Jun waved his hand to the old scholar and said, "If you have something to do, get in the car and say it."

The old scholar responded and was about to climb up the shaft of the car. Although he was old, his body was very agile, leaving only Gan Hui with a look of hesitation. He was responsible for protecting the emperor. A stranger got on the car. If there was any accident, he would not be able to afford to be guilty.

Zhu Jun saw Gan Hui's thoughts and said, "I can't handle an old man? It's easy to pull, ask the driver to hurry up and don't let the vehicles behind wait in a hurry."

Gan Hui nodded with reluctance. Zhu Jun's carriage was extremely large and it was more than enough to accommodate two people. As the coachman shouted, the carriage began to start.

Zhu Jun stared at the old scholar for a while, and the old scholar seemed a little uneasy. After a brief silence, the old scholar said: "If the adults had not paid the meal to me just now, I would have been really entangled. I have never received favors for nothing, so I came to repay my kindness."

Zhu Jun looked calm and said, "A bad old man repays his kindness to himself?" Zhu Jun was a little funny when he thought of this. If it was heard by the editor of Dibao, it would probably be another legend that would be written.

Seeing that Zhu Jun had no reaction, the old scholar continued embarrassedly: "Have you heard of the origin of why Nanjing City is called Jinling?"

Zhu Jun continued not to speak, but looked at the old scholar with his eyes curled up, encouraging him to continue talking.

The old scholar slowly said: "It is said that Qin Shihuang went south to pass through Jinling on an eastern tour. The sorcerer accompanied him saw that the terrain around Jinling was dangerous, so he told Qin Shihuang that there would be a royal aura in Jinling five hundred years later. When Qin Shihuang heard that Long Yan was furious, he immediately sent someone to cut off the veins of Fangshan Mountain and let the Huai River flow through Jinling and merge with the Yangtze River to release the "king energy". The Huai River in the Jinling section was thus named "Qinhuai River". The people who cast gold buried it here, using the royal aura and using Jin as the tomb. Naturally, the name was called Jinling."

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Chapter completed!