In the hustle and bustle, which was more lively than catching up with the big set, Hou Fangyu and Chen Zhenhui and a dozen people also rushed to Dinghuaimen, but they found ...... There are too many people, the city gates are blocked, and you won't be able to get out for a while.

"Is this so lively?"

Hou Fangyu wanted to scold a couple of sentences to vent, but there were a lot of people around, he didn't want to lose his demeanor and make people see the joke, so he forcibly went back, and only spat out unhappily.

In fact, if it is normal, Hou Fangyu is by no means such a character, he is also a handsome son, brilliant, handsome, and from a famous family, he is the best among the talents in Jiangnan, otherwise, how can he become the head of the 'Four Sons of the Restoration Society'?

But things in the world are so mysterious.

Since the slightly inexplicable conflict with Xu Changqing at the beginning, and then a series of events, which finally led to Li Xiangjun being admitted to the house by Xu Changqing, Hou Gongzi's mentality has cracked.

But anything that has something to do with Xu Changqing, no matter how he looks at it, it is not pleasing to the eye, and it is difficult to keep calm.

Chen Zhenhui understood her friend's thoughts, sighed in her heart, and said in her heart: "If his brother can't get out of Xu Changqing's shadow as soon as possible, I'm afraid that he will fall again in the future." ”

However, even if the two have a deep friendship, this kind of thing can only be understood and cannot be spoken, and it is impossible to say it directly.

said: "Brother Hou, otherwise, let's take a detour to Qingliangmen." I happened to be active, and this winter passed, and my hands and feet were a little rusty. ”

Hou Fangyu just wanted to agree, but suddenly saw that someone not far away directly took a shortcut to climb the city wall, he also came back to his senses, and said with a smile: "Brother Dingsheng, come with me, I have a way." ”

"Huh?"

Chen Zhenhui hadn't spoken yet, but she had been pulled by Hou Fangyu towards the city wall over there.

The face of the old man is still very good.

Hou Fangyu looked like he was high up again, and said a few words to the defenders, but the defenders did not dare to slack off, and soon let them go.

Hou Fangyu's mood also became better.

If there is no Xu Changqing in this world, everything is still very wonderful.

Chen Zhenhui saw that her friend was in a good mood, and she also talked to him with a smile, ready to pick a suitable time to mention him, and save him from really causing some uncontrollable mess.

The two of them laughed and climbed to the top of the city, and as soon as they saw the scene in front of them, they were a little stunned.

I saw that on the river not far away, there were dense boats everywhere, with sails and flags waving, almost covering the world.

Such grandeur and grandeur are that they have long been accustomed to seeing fleets in Nanjing, and they don't know how to describe it for a while.

After a while, Chen Zhenhui gasped: "I didn't expect that this Zheng family, this Zheng family is really so generous, a fleet of this size is ...... than our Ming sailors."

Hou Fangyu's reaction was more intense than Chen Zhenhui's, his face turned blue, his lips turned purple, and his whole body even trembled a little uncontrollably.

How is this possible?

How can this be?

The Zheng family, isn't it just the general soldier of Fu Province? This fucking dog meat is not on the table, it's just a bunch of mud legs.

Even if they have some maritime trade, how can they be able to do it on such a scale?

Suddenly.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Hou Fangyu's mind, and his spirit was greatly boosted.

With it, he thought of it, this fucking must have been decorated by the Zheng family, and the smashing pot and selling iron supported this scene, just to pretend to be like this.

That's right, it has to be like this, it has to be like this.

Chen Zhenhui saw that Hou Fangyu's face was constantly changing, and thought that he had figured out the joints, and said with a wry smile: "No wonder I have always heard people talk about the name of the Zheng family, it turns out that this is not a lie, the Zheng family really has a lot of foundation." ”

Hou Fangyu learned to be smart this time, and did not directly vent his inner emotions, but asked modestly: "Brother Dingsheng, what do you know about this Zheng family?" Looking at this appearance, the Zheng family is really not weak. ”

Chen Zhenhui did not doubt him, and was busy telling Hou Fangyu some of the Zheng family situations he knew.

Don't look at the Zheng family in the southeast at this time, they are almost like a hand covering the sky, and they are rich enough to rival the country, but their reputation is not obvious at this time.

Especially in a place like Nanjing, where there are many powerful people, there is really no influence.

It's actually quite understandable.

Even in later generations, ordinary people may know about top first-class players such as Jack Ma, Brother Da Qiang, and Brother Xiao Ma, but it is difficult to say who the richest man in their province is, let alone those powerful families who can hide more.

Because the circle and scope of ordinary people's lives are extremely limited, even if there is the Internet, it is difficult to transcend the cognition of their own literacy.

In other words, the richest man in a county may be very good in the local area, but what is it when you are in the city? Not to mention when you get to Beijing.

Historically, the Zheng family really made a fortune, exposed their minions, and stepped onto the stage of history until they supported the Tang Dynasty.

But at this time, under the support of Xu Changqing, the Daming Jiangshan Society has become more and more stable, and they obviously can't seize such an opportunity.

And even if there are bigwigs in Nanjing who know the foundation of the Zheng family, how can they not give the Zheng family face and talk nonsense?

That is to say, Chen Zhenhui has already entered the office, and with some official resources, she has some understanding of the Zheng family, and the others are some first-line sons, which may not be.

After hearing Chen Zhenhui's words, Hou Fangyu was also a little shocked.

Even if he 'doesn't touch the spring water with his ten fingers', he has never eaten pork and has seen pigs run', and he understands very well how profitable the sea trade is!

To a large extent, the Zheng family is the home of many large landowners, silk, tea, porcelain and other big merchants in this large area of Jiangnan.

Thinking about it like this, Hou Fangyu was secretly glad that he was not rash just now, otherwise, it would be a big shame......

But after complimenting Chen Zhenhui a few words, the more Hou Fangyu thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became......

Why.

Why?

The Zheng family has such a background and strength, why, why do you want to marry your daughter-in-law to Xu Changqing's dog thief?

This is simply unreasonable.

His Hou Gongzi is wise and martial, rich in learning, and has the talent to go through the heavens and latitudes, how can there be no such beautiful things?

……

Looking at the Zheng family's magnificent pomp and circumstance in a daze, showing off his wealth almost at every cost, Hou Fangyu could only vomit in his heart, constantly hinting to himself: "Then Zheng Chagu must be an ugly monster, and Xu Changqing, the thief, must be the woman he married for money." ’

In Hou Fangyu's state, Chen Zhenhui didn't seem to be able to persuade him, and talked to him about some big topics such as life and righteousness, so she could only think about things by herself.

Fortunately, they did not linger here for long, and a servant came to them and told them that they could now go to the banquet to-night.

Soon, they made a detour to the Qingliangmen side and went out of the city to a Zhuangzi where the Zheng family's dinner was held.

By the time they arrived at the place, it was already getting dark, and there were guards on duty with big shoulders and round waists everywhere, and the safety factor was very high at a glance, and there were many brocade guards intertwined.

Outside the gate of the manor, many luxurious carriages have been parked.

reported their names to Zhuangzi, and the two soon discovered many acquaintances, and their old friend was actually there.

But at this time, it was Chen Zhenhui, who was already in the seventh grade, and she was a little rootless when she saw Mao Bijiang.

No way.

Although Mao Bijiang is wearing a little plain at this time, the momentum of the whole person is not the same as that of the year, self-confidence from the inside out, pointing the country, radiant, and a proper successful man.

The key is...... Around him, there are some five-grade or even four-grade substantive officials.

But at this time, these powerful officials are his audience......

The IQ and EQ of Mao Bijiang at this time are no longer the thin scholars of the year, and this kind of occasion is even more eye-watching and listening.

Soon, he noticed Hou Fangyu and the others, Shi Shiran greeted the officials politely, and walked over to them, laughing and said: "Brother Chaozong, Brother Dingsheng, I haven't seen you for a long time." I never thought that a farewell would be a few years in a flash......"

Chen Zhenhui was busy with a smile.

Hou Fangyu actually didn't want to greet Mao Bijiang, in his eyes, Mao Bijiang was a proper 'slave with his body', a despicable villain who gave his wife to Xu Changqing.

How can such a person be worthy of being with his son?

But the pressure of reality is here, a group of bigwigs are so polite to Mao Bijiang, Chen Zhenhui catches up again, can he still throw his face at Mao Bijiang in public?

That's not to sin people to death.

Busy and forced to meet it with a smile, but he made a fierce oath in his heart: "Sooner or later, one day, I will trample you all under my feet!" ”

Mao Bijiang obviously didn't have time to figure out Hou Fangyu's thoughts, he was obviously more interested in Chen Zhenhui, who served in the Ministry of Rites and already had a little real power in his hands, and after only a few polite words with Hou Fangyu, he was talking to Chen Zhenhui.

This made Hou Fangyu even more turned into a cat with his tail stepped on!

What do you mean?

Dogs look down on him and wait for the son?!

Aren't you fucking just an associate editor in a newspaper with a bird's feather, and you don't even count as a member, but you dare to look down on our son?

Listening to a few words of Chen Zhenhui's compliment to Mao Bijiang, Hou Fangyu's heart began to ooze cold sweat.

Feelings, this, what the fuck is this bird feather deputy editor-in-chief, it's actually very energetic!

In other words, in the sequence of Haicheng at this time, Mao Bijiang almost had the qualifications to compete for the deacon of the Political Affairs Bureau, which was almost the same as the work weight of the court's ceremonial minister......

Mao Bijiang's identity at this time is extraordinary, it is impossible to chat with his two former colleagues for too long, and soon someone will greet him, and it seems that there are more important big people who need him to accompany him.

He hurriedly smiled at Hou Fangyu and the others: "Brother Chaozong, Brother Dingsheng, let's not talk about gossip, tonight, we must have a few drinks." ”

"Definitely, definitely."

Chen Zhenhui hurriedly smiled and arched her hand.

Hou Fangyu also subconsciously gave up.

When he left, Chen Zhenhui sighed: "It's really lucky, I never thought that Brother Bijiang is so good now, just like a small prince." If he is really transferred to Nanjing in the middle of the year, we must be close to him. ”

Hou Fangyu wanted to speak, but his heart was as disgusting as eating a fly.

What the hell?

doesn't even have a genuine background, but the fuck still wants to enter the house? In this world, is there any royal law?

But Hou Gongzi has been polished by reality at this time, and he doesn't dare to fire guns indiscriminately, and he keeps smiling.

……

Although the Zheng family's fleet had just arrived today, the preparations for Nanjing had already been launched several days in advance.

The basic conditions of this manor are not very good, but after being cleaned up by the Zheng family, there is already a world of difference.

Not to mention anything else, just the maids who are serving around are already at the level of first-class flower boats on the Qinhuai River.

It's even more flavorful than those first-class flower boats.

Because there are not only beautiful Han women, but also many beautiful and docile Japanese women, and even some tall white beauties and Nanyang native beauties.

The originally monotonous world suddenly has a sense of color.

In particular, the Zheng family has prepared many performance projects.

There are not only Nanyang natives playing snakes and crocodiles, but also those who perform fire-swallowing and fire-breathing, and even any orchestra, all of which are white-skinned ghosts dressed up in bells and whistles, and play and play lala with strange musical instruments.

At first, it seems to be a little irritating and disappointing, but if you listen carefully, it turns out to be quite flavorful, and the song is quite cheerful.

When one of the white-skinned golden-haired women sang the lyrics in a slightly jerky Chinese Mandarin, Hou Fangyu was taken aback.

"The joyful woman is holy and beautiful, and the earth shines brightly. Our hearts are full of enthusiasm and we have come to your temple......"

This magical tune and lyrics, after a few times, even Hou Fangyu was a little brainwashed, and he couldn't help but hum along.

And more and more, I feel that this song has a taste and a deep meaning.

At this time, a seven-grade little bureaucrat who was familiar with Chen Zhenhui next to him smiled and said, "Brother Chen, Brother Hou, how is it?" How is the song? It is said that this is the love song written by our Haicheng Marquis to Miss Zheng Family, and Miss Zheng Family has spent a lot of effort, which is why these ghost musicians have been recruited from Nanyang. Oh, did you see that golden retriever? It is said that this girl is still that, what a famous role in the royal orchestra, and spent a lot of money. ”

"What?"

Hou Fangyu, who was immersed in the rhythm, was clever, and immediately, his soul couldn't stop vomiting, which was worse than eating 10,000 flies.

This song is actually the product of Xu Changqing and Miss Zheng's show of affection?