If it were more than a year ago, Zheng Sen would not dare to provoke trouble on such occasions. At that time, he was actually similar to the third palace prince in his heart.

I think I am familiar with the hundreds of schools of thought, and I have thousands of ravines in my heart. I can do whatever I want in the world, and I will definitely be invincible!

But over the past year, Zheng Sen has finally understood the truth that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles than reading thousands of books.

In this world, talking nonsense is the most useless. You have to do it and do it down to earth to change and get what you want!

"What's wrong, who shot the table?"

"I don't know, what's wrong..."

The sound of Zheng Sen slamming the table just now was still very loud, and the messy restaurant suddenly became much quieter. Everyone was cautious and looked around, looking for the source of the sound of slamming the table just now, and didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore.

This is the embarrassment of talking.

When I move my mouth, I slipped one by one, but once I have something to do, my first reaction was to shrink and get up to see if I was myself.

The young master of the Sangong was also startled and looked around. Just as he saw Zheng Sen with a dark face, he was approaching him with great discomfort.

Zheng Sen is of southern descent. Although he has no worries about food and drink since childhood, he has been well developed, but he is not too tall. Even after more than a year of hardship, his figure is still a little thin.

However, even though his figure is still a bit thin, his temper has changed qualitatively over the past year, especially since he has killed someone with his own hands and seen blood!

"This, brother, what do you want to do?"

After a moment, the Sangong Gongzi finally confirmed that this black man was not coming towards others, but towards him.

Under instinct, the Sangong Master subconsciously took a step back, looked at Zheng Sen nervously, and forced himself to calmly and shout loudly.

"What are you doing?"

"hehe!"

Zheng Sen couldn't help but sneer: "I want to do something, don't you know what to do?"

Looking at Zheng Sen's face full of abusive look, especially with a waist knife hanging around Zheng Sen's waist, there was a lot of trouble in the restaurant.

Although the Jinyiwei did not mess around at night, there were many fans lingering around. Everyone thought that Zheng Sen was the Jinyiwei's son.

The young master of Sangong was weak and he was busy looking at the people around him, hoping that these colleagues who were still talking to him just now could stand up and face this crisis with him.

pity.

The few people around him looked at his nose and his nose, all of whom looked like monks who had attained enlightenment, and no one paid attention to his request for help at all.

“…”

Almost in a flash, the cold sweat on the face and body of the Sangong Young Master could no longer stop it. However, seeing that Zheng Sen did not intend to take action immediately, he had some confidence and forced himself to say, "This master, I am the great master of the Ming Dynasty. Can't even speak? You Jinyiwei's people can't catch the real murderer. Do you want to vent your anger on us scholars?"

I have to say that the Sangong Master is still a little clever. He brought everyone up in a few words and directly brought up the entire army of scholars.

As soon as he said this, everyone was a little restless, and their eyes looked at Zheng Sen began to be unkind.

Those who carry firewood for everyone should not let them die of freezing and wind and snow!

Scholars naturally understand this principle.

The Sangong Gongzi successfully aroused the already serious emotions of opposition at this time.

However, the situation is still unclear at this time, even if the crowd is unhappy, they will never stand up rashly and continue to wait and see.

"Oh."

Zheng Sen sneered, and naturally saw through the intention of the three palace masters, but did not rush to expose it. He said coldly: "I, the Ming Dynasty, have never been guilty of being sentenced, and of course I was told to speak. However, you have repeatedly slandered the Marquis of Haicheng and provoked trouble. What is the meaning? Is this what you said?

Is that true?! Do you still think the situation is not messy enough?!"

Zheng Sen was still a little tender. He was only in his early twenties and was far from being a master of Guo who was good at fighting later. He didn't want to directly take down these three princes, but it was a scholar's routine. He wanted to argue with words and suppress these three princes.

Seeing that Zheng Sen had no intention of taking action directly, the three palace master couldn't help but calm down again and sneered: "This master, why did I slander the Marquis of Haicheng? I just said the truth! Did I say something wrong? If it weren't for our Marquis of Haicheng who was powerful and warriors, and repeatedly provoked trouble and had a rebellion with Dongnu, how could Dongnu be so vicious and directly entered the hinterland of the Ming Dynasty, causing smoke of gunpowder everywhere, and the people were living in poverty?!"

As he said that, he regained some style and said proudly without fear of life and death: "Master, if I have said half of the false words, you don't need to do it, I, Yang Rui and Yang Sangong, will now thank the world for death and cut off my previous life with you! But if all I said is true! Then, Master, you have to ask your own conscience! Are you worthy of my salary in the Ming Dynasty and the trust of the emperor?!"

"Well said!"

"Young Master Yang, I admire you!"

Yang Rui had just finished speaking, Zheng Chagu, not far away, pinched his nose and applauded, shouting loudly.

As soon as she saw her elder brother pass by, Yang Rui was frightened like a quail. She was worried that she was dying. Unexpectedly, Yang Rui adjusted in a moment and quickly gave her a lot of confidence.

Everyone nodded when they heard this, and many people were looking for sources of praise. After all, it was already quite courageous to applaud at this time.

But at this time, Zheng Chagu had already shrank, and the kind-hearted and lovely servant looked like a servant, so no one could tell that she was pinching her nose to support Yang Rui just now.

However, what neither Yang Rui, Zheng Sen, nor Zheng Chagu noticed was that in a more inconspicuous corner, there were two men dressed in inconspicuous scholars who had already seen this scene.

If Luo Xiu was here, he would probably be able to recognize him at a glance. The silent and passerby-like man inside was Mr. Qiang who was "thinking day and night".

In fact, Mr. Qiang and others have never left Nanjing, and have always been very aware of the situation in Nanjing.

However, I have never been in a hurry to take action!

"Oh."

"Hahahaha."

Zheng Sen couldn't help but sneer when he saw Yang Rui's arrogant look: "You are so straightforward. You keep saying, "What is the Marquis of Haicheng? Then I'll ask you! If the Marquis of Haicheng had not turned the tide, would the emperor come to Nanjing smoothly? If the Marquis of Haicheng were not alone in saviors, Shandong, Lianghuai, Huguang and other places in Daming, could we have the peace of our previous life? If there was no Marquis of Haicheng, do you really think that the Tartars would come to Jiangnan and let you speak freely in Jiangnan?!"

"explain!"

"What is your intention? To use the reputation of Marquis of Haicheng to disrupt people's hearts and add fuel to the fire?"

Although he did not use force, Zheng Sen was also excited by Yang Rui's momentum soared, as if he was the only one left in the world, looking down at Yang Rui from a high place.

Even the momentum of everyone in the restaurant was suppressed by him.

"hehe."

Yang Rui's face changed slightly, but he was not too panicked. Instead, he stepped forward and looked at Zheng Sen without fear.

After all, quarrel is a compulsory course for literati, and Yang Rui practices a lot in this area on weekdays.

He glanced at Zheng Sen contemptuously and sneered: "This master, what's your intention to cleanse the land for the Marquis of Haicheng like this? Dongnu is just a group of barbarians. They are already beautiful. Don't you hear that after Dongnu occupied the capital, he ran around to grab land and was happy to see Shu. How could he have any spare energy to attack our Ming Dynasty?

If the Marquis of Haicheng was not a powerful military force, the Dongnu would have been corrupt within ten years, and chaos would have occurred first within the country! At that time, I, the Ming Dynasty, would have no need to send a soldier, and the situation of the Dongnu would have collapsed! You are now living

But what is the intention of cleaning the floor of the Haicheng Hou?!"

As soon as Yang Rui said this, the restaurant suddenly became more and more noise, and many people couldn't help but nod.

Although this is a bit "fallacies", it is still very marketable at this time.

Speaking of which, for thousands of years, the sun has not set and France is really younger than the Han people.

Not to mention Portugal, Spain, and the Netherlands.

These people are not even considered a younger brother.

Whether it was the powerful ones like the Huns, Xianbei, or later the Khitans, Dangxiang, and Genghis Khan's golden family, as long as they were given some time, they could assimilate them!

Especially in Nanjing.

The military front of the Qing Dynasty did not cause any substantial harm to Nanjing. These scholars who have always been "not touching the spring water", especially those from good families, have never changed their stinking arrogance.

Yang Rui is actually not bad either.

From his standpoint, he is definitely a pioneer who is not afraid of death, a representative of justice, and a fighter of the nation.

He just wanted to take this opportunity to become famous, take a shortcut, and take advantage of his youth to achieve a good future. How could he know so many specific things?

Not to mention foresight.

This is also the most difficult core to control in Nanjing, including the entire Jiangnan!

It's not stupid and bad!

Some people are bad, and they are pleasing to the rhythm, but more people are stupid!

Stupid ignorance, stupid stupidity, and hopeless stupidity, but he didn't know it at all. He thought he was awesome. Even if he was a saint, he would like to praise them and praise their "proudness".

"hehe."

"Hahahaha."

Zheng Sen also smiled, but was trembling with anger.

How could this man be so stupid? Wouldn't he go out to see the world? He was originally a frog in the well, but he had to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf!

How ridiculous?

How miserable?

Debating with such a person is really a matter of simply lowering his Zheng Sen's level and making him laughed at by others!

On this side, Zheng Chagu was also in thought.

Compared to Yang Rui's frog in the well, although Zheng Chagu has always been kept in Anping's deep mansion, how could the person she came into contact with is comparable to the son of Yang Rui, a small merchant?

Her teachers include Dutch, Spanish, islanders, and the southern elites of the Guanhua Han!

What they brought to Zheng Chagu is all-encompassing and can basically cover most of the world at this time.

Compared with Yang Rui, Zheng Chagu is like a rich and beautiful woman in a big city without the Internet era, while Yang Rui is just a poor and remote place!

The core reason why she has always disliked Xu Changqing was mainly because her father Zheng Yiguan wanted to marry her to Xu Changqing, or be a young man...

This made her, who had always longed for the freedom of "Romantic", develop a strong rebellious mentality.

But at this time, she carefully pondered Yang Rui's theory and found that she didn't have to work too much, she could detect something wrong.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the white people ruled the natives and Han people in the South China Sea.

Could it be that the Qing Dynasty, which is like a wolf and a tiger, is more kind than those white people?

While thinking, Zheng Sen adjusted his emotions and was about to whine Yang Rui, he spitted him out of blood.

At this time, a sudden noise appeared on the street downstairs: "Good news, good news, Qufu news! The Marquis of Haicheng just defeated the main force of the Tartars in Jiuxian Mountain outside Qufu City, beheaded nearly 10,000 levels, and regained nearly 800,000 people in the two Huai Rivers. The Tartars had already escaped like a broken dog. The crisis of our Ming Dynasty has been resolved..."

"What?"

"this……"
Chapter completed!