In the midst of the bustling bustling that was even more lively than attending the market, Hou Fangyu and Chen Zhenhui and his group of more than a dozen people also rushed to Dinghuai Gate, but found that... there were too many people and the city gate was blocked and they could not get out for a while.

"Is this so lively?"

Hou Fangyu wanted to curse and vent his anger, but there were many people around him. He didn't want to lose his demeanor, so he asked someone to laugh at him, and then forced himself back, and spat unhappily.

In fact, if it is normal, Hou Fangyu is definitely not of this kind. He is also a handsome young man. He is very literary, handsome, and has a famous family. He is all the best among the talents in Jiangnan. Otherwise, how could he become the leader of the "Four Young Masters of Fushe"?

But things in the world are so mysterious.

Since the inexplicable conflict with Xu Changqing, a series of subsequent events eventually led to Li Xiangjun being taken into the room by Xu Changqing, and Mr. Hou's mentality has broken.

No matter how he looks at anything related to Xu Changqing, it is difficult for him to remain calm.

Chen Zhenhui naturally understood the thoughts of her friend, sighed in her heart, and said to herself: "If Brother Hou can't get out of Xu Changqing's shadow as soon as possible, I may have to fall a lot in the future."

However, even if the two have a deep friendship, such words can only be understood but not expressed in words, and cannot be said directly.

He said, "Brother Hou, why don't we take a detour to Qingliangmen. It's just a matter of activity. After this winter, my hands and feet were a little rusted."

Hou Fangyu was about to agree, but suddenly he saw someone taking a shortcut not far away and climbing the city wall. He also came to his senses and smiled and said, "Brother Dingsheng, come with me, I have a way."

"Ai?"

Before Chen Zhenhui could speak, she was pulled towards the city wall by Hou Fangyu.

The face of the pride of the cabinet is still very easy to use.

Hou Fangyu looked noble and noble again. He talked to the defenders for a few words about the mountains in the fog. The defenders did not dare to neglect them and soon let them go.

Hou Fangyu's mood also improved a little.

If there was no Xu Changqing in this world, everything would be wonderful.

Seeing that his friend was in a good mood, Chen Zhenhui also smiled and talked to him, preparing to choose a suitable time to give him some advice, so that he could really cause any uncontrollable trouble.

The two of them climbed to the top of the city with laughter. As soon as they saw the scene in front of them, they were immediately stunned.

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

Even if they were in Nanjing, they had long been used to seeing the fleet, and they didn't know how to describe it for a while.

After a while, Chen Zhenhui took a breath: "I didn't expect that the Zheng family and the Zheng family were so generous. This fleet of this size was even more than the navy of our Ming Dynasty..."

Hou Fangyu's reaction was more intense than Chen Zhenhui, with his face turned blue, his lips turned purple, and his whole body couldn't stop trembling.

How could this be possible?

How could this be possible?

Isn’t the Zheng family just the general of Fuzhou? This is just a bunch of mud legs that are not a big deal.

Even if they have some maritime trade business, how could they come up with this scale?

suddenly.

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

With it, he thought that the fuck must be Zheng’s home decoration, and the one who sold the money to support this scene was to pretend.

That's right, it must be like this, it must be like this.

Seeing Hou Fangyu's face changing constantly, Chen Zhenhui thought he wanted to understand the joints and smiled bitterly: "No wonder I've been hearing people talk about the name of the Zheng family. It turns out that this is not a false statement. The Zheng family really has a lot of foundation."

Hou Fangyu learned to be smart this time. He did not directly vent his emotions, but asked modestly: "Brother Dingsheng, what do you know about the Zheng family? Judging from this, the Zheng family is really not weak."

Chen Zhenhui did not doubt that he was, and was busy carefully narrating some of the situations of the Zheng family he knew about.

Although the Zheng family was almost in the southeast at this time, and their wealth could rival a country, their reputation was not yet obvious at this time.

Especially in places like Nanjing where powerful people are everywhere, they really have no influence.

This is actually easy to understand.

Even in later generations, ordinary people may know top-notch players such as Jack Ma, Big Brother, and Little Ma, but it is difficult to tell who the richest man they have is, let alone those families with more hidden strength.

Because the living circle and scope of ordinary people are extremely limited, even with the Internet, it is difficult to transcend the cognition of their own literacy.

In other words, the richest man in your county may be very awesome in the local area, but when you go to the city, what is it? Not to mention going to Beijing.

In history, the Zheng family truly made their fortunes, exposed their minions and stepped onto the stage of history, and it was time for them to support the King of Tang.

But at this time, the Ming Dynasty's country and country were becoming more and more stable with the support of Xu Changqing, and they obviously could not seize this opportunity.

Even if there are big men in Nanjing who know the Zheng family’s foundation, how could they not give face to the Zheng family and talk nonsense?

In other words, Chen Zhenhui has already entered the officialdom and has some official resources to understand the Zheng family. Others are some front-line young men, which may not be possible.

After hearing Chen Zhenhui say this, Hou Fangyu was also a little shocked.

Even if he "don't touch the spring water of his fingers", he had never eaten pork and had seen pigs running. He knew very well how profitable the sea trade was!

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

Thinking of this, Hou Fangyu was secretly glad. Fortunately, he didn't make a rash mistake just now, otherwise it would be a shame...

But after complimenting Chen Zhenhui for a few words, Hou Fangyu felt more and more uncomfortable...

Why.

Why?

The Zheng family has such a foundation and strength. Why did they marry their own daughter to Xu Changqing, the dog thief?

This is simply unreasonable.

His Prince Hou is wise and wise, knowledgeable, and has the talent of heaven and earth. Why doesn’t he have such a beautiful thing?

...

Looking at the Zheng family's grand show in a daze, he almost used all his strength to show off his wealth. Hou Fangyu could only complain in his heart and kept hinting: "Then Zheng Cha Gu must be an ugly monster, and Xu Changqing, the evil thief, must have married the woman for money."

Chen Zhenhui didn't feel easy to persuade Hou Fangyu in this state. She talked to him about some big topics such as life and righteousness, but she could only think about things herself.

Fortunately, they didn't have a long time to be bored here, so a slave came to tell them that they could go to the dinner tonight now.

Soon, they took a detour to Qingliangmen and went out of the city to a village where the Zheng family dinner was held.

By the time they arrived, it was almost dark, and there were soldiers guarding with big waists everywhere. The safety factor was very high at first glance, and there were many Jinyiwei intertwined among them.

Outside the manor gate, there were already many luxurious carriages.

After reporting the name, they entered Zhuangzi, and soon they found many acquaintances, and their old friend Mao Pijiang was there too.

But at this time, even Chen Zhenhui, who was already in the seventh grade, was a little unrestrained when she saw Mao Pijiang.

no way.

Although Mao Pijiang was wearing a little simple dress at this time, his aura was no longer the same as before. He was confident from the inside out, he guided the country, and was full of energy. He was a complete successful man.

The key is... he is surrounded by real officials of fifth-rank or even fourth-rank.

But at this time, these officials who held the power were all his listeners...

Mao Pijiang's IQ and EQ at this time are no longer the thin scholars of the past. In this kind of occasion, he can see all directions and listen to all directions.

Soon, he noticed Hou Fangyu and the others. Shiran greeted the officials politely, and walked towards them, laughing and said, "Brother Chaozong, Brother Dingsheng, I haven't seen that for a long time. I never thought that after parting back then, it was a flash of time..."

Chen Zhenhui hurriedly greeted her with a smile.

Hou Fangyu actually didn't want to greet Mao Pijiang. In his eyes, Mao Pijiang was a despicable villain who gave his wife to Xu Changqing.

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

But the pressure of reality is here, and the big guys are so polite to Mao Pijiang. Chen Zhenhui came forward again. Can he still shudder Mao Pijiang in public?

That's not to offend people to death.

I forced myself to smile and greet me, but I made a ruthless vow in my heart: "As sooner or later, I will step on you all!"

Mao Pijiang obviously had no time to figure out Hou Fangyu's thoughts. He was obviously more interested in Chen Zhenhui, who was in the Ministry of Rites and had a little bit of real power. After only a few polite words with Hou Fangyu, he was talking to Chen Zhenhui.

This even made Hou Fangyu become a cat with a trampled tail!

What's the meaning?

Dog-honored looks down on him and wait for the young master?!

Are you the one who is the deputy editor in the Bird Feather newspaper? You don’t even count on becoming an official, but you dare to look down on our Master Hou?

But after listening to a few words of Chen Zhenhui's compliments to Mao Pijiang, Hou Fangyu began to feel cold sweat in his heart.

Feelings, this is the deputy editor-in-chief of Bird Feather, it is actually very energetic!

In other words, Mao Pijiang was almost qualified to compete for the deacon of the Political Affairs Office in the Haicheng sequence, and he was almost as powerful as the minister of the Ministry of Rites in the court...

Mao Pijiang's identity at this time was extraordinary. It was impossible for him to chat with his two old colleagues for too long. Soon someone greeted him again, as if there were more important figures who needed him to accompany him.

He hurriedly smiled at Hou Fangyu and the others and said, "Brother Chaozong, Brother Dingsheng, I won't talk anymore. We must have a few drinks tonight."

"It must be certain."

Chen Zhenhui hurriedly smiled and bowed.

Hou Fangyu also subconsciously bowed.
To be continued...