"What's wrong with this? The Northern Expedition Army succeeded in the Northern Expedition, whether it was public or private, it would naturally be that Wu would win the world."

"It may not be... the Chu and Han attacked Qin, and Xiang Yu was not seen as the world."

"What do you mean?"

"Don't be anxious... I mean, the time has not arrived, and I have been patient. At present, the Qing court is also marrying Manchu and Han, and reducing taxes for the people... they are all deceiving the people... uh, it should be said to win the people's hearts... haha."

"Will you have to make a Northern Expedition in one go?"

Chen Zhiyuan drank another sip of wine and said, "Are you dead when the Tartars, Manchu and Han Banners?"

"There will inevitably be sacrifices when restoring your hometown, so why fear bloodshed?!"

"It turns out that it's not the blood of your Qian family... Uh, Brother Qian, Brother Qian, forgive me, I'm talking nonsense after drinking, I can't be honest. The Qian family is a loyal and righteous family. Who doesn't know about it in the world? Who doesn't know about it... You are a lot of you, so I'll swallow this and drink it."

When I raised my head, I drank my stomach with my third sip of wine.

Qian Qiaogong was about to have an attack, but when he saw Chen Zhiyuan apologizing, he snorted and gave up.

Chen Zhiyuan used the sleeves of the second-rank official robe to wipe the wine hanging on his chin, saying, "But it has to be said that if you really want to fight against the Tartars, it is really not the time to do so. The Tartars are in full swing, and they are far from falling. They have to pay dozens or even millions of lives. Even if Wu Zheng is willing, they don't have so many people under them. Even if they have so many people under them, they don't have so much money or food."

"But seeing the Qing army in the northwest and the war situation in the southwest is smooth, if we wait any longer, the Tartars will become more and more stable. By then, even if we make sacrifices of millions of people, it will be difficult to shake the enemy."

Chen Zhiyuan laughed strangely and said, "Do you really think the southwest and northwest have been pacified by the Qing army?"

"Isn't that what the war report says? The Qing court issued an order to reward him, how can there be a falsehood?"

"It's not fake, and exaggeration is inevitable... Those who are in the army, who are holding their heads to exchange for some silver flowers?" Chen Zhiyuan said, "Brother Qian must have heard of the saying that the world is in chaos before Shu will be in chaos, and the world is in chaos before Shu will be determined. You think that the Qing court cannot even pacify the southeast, so let Wu Zheng grow from the territory of Shaoxing to the point where he can almost compete with the Qing court. Can the southwest be easily pacified? Then the Yongli Dynasty really deserves to kill itself."

"You mean, the southwest and northwest are far from the foregone conclusion?"

"Of course." Chen Zhiyuan laughed, "Look, we can't be idle for a long time, as soon as March, and as soon as half a year, the Qing court still had to give in a smile and invite you and me out of the mountain to lead troops."

"really?"

"It's true...it's more true than it is."

"Don't learn from Wu Zheng's words."

Chen Zhiyuan said honestly: "Take it seriously! I don't know your spear camp, but I know my musket camp. When there is no war, Yue Le will be in trouble. But if you really want to fight, just rely on him Yue Le... Hehe, he has to cry."

"You... have you explained it?"

"Bah! I need to explain this too? Do you think I've been in vain for half a year?" Chen Zhiyuan looked divine, "Look... I'm the son-in-law of the Regent of the Qing Dynasty, and the new army is gun... Tsk tsk, is there a good thing in this mansion? Tell you, if the court hadn't rewarded twenty kilograms of gold and hundreds of kilograms of silver, I would have to go to your mansion to eat... By the way, you are not a woman who likes women anyway. Give me your eight beauties, right?"

"Don't you have eight? Besides, is your Manchu woman willing to let you do whatever you want?"

"Huh - what are you talking about? We said that we have to go back and marry our little sister Wu, and we have to keep our body as jade!"

"Bah... I really don't believe it."

"Forget it if you don't believe it... Anyway, your eight beauties belong to me."

"What are you going to do?"

Chen Zhiyuan smiled and said, "You can exchange money... This is a beauty who paid tribute to North Korea... Tsk tsk, just let it go, one will be sold for two or three hundred taels, and it will be sold out if it is kept."

Qian Qiaogong took a step back with disgust, his eyes full of contempt. The education he received since childhood made you really unable to tolerate the shameless person in front of you.

"I'll give you a gift... I'll score half of the money." Qian Qiaogong said seriously.

"Tsk... don't you have money?"

"Hey... if you want money to win people's hearts, I won't need it?"

"Success, then you will divide it into two parts."

"No, at least 50%."

"30%."

"40%... Besides, I'll sell it myself." Qian Qiaogong said seriously, completely forgot his tutor.

"Okay, small money... tsk, you learned bad things and you will bargain." Chen Zhiyuan shook his head helplessly.

The yellow tufter said leisurely: "Two sirs, give the jar to Beiye. If you drink it, it will be gone."

....

Prince Rui's Mansion.

Dorgon's face was already very bad.

It’s not because of anger, but because of the fact that my body is really not good.

On a hot day, I was covered with a piece of fur and I felt a little cold.

Dong'e squatted beside her Ama, carefully feeding ginseng soup and serving.

Dorgon leaned halfway on the couch and looked at Chen Zhiyuan not far away from the opposite side.

Not only did he feel a little emotional, time urges people to grow old, but the waves of the Yangtze River push forward the waves of the past.

There was already a Wu Zheng in the south, and there was a kid in front of him. It seemed that he was indeed "old". Dorgon, who was only 38 years old, had such an idea, which was really strange.

Dorgon was a little angry, not for anything else, but just for Chen Zhiyuan. This kid had never kneeled, but he always avoided and refused to kneel down.

It’s not difficult to kneel down, it’s just an attitude.

It’s not easy to not kneel down, because it’s damn!

"Why don't you kneel?" Dorgon said coldly. His voice may be because of his body, which sounds sinister and makes people feel very uncomfortable.

Dong'e beside Dorgon was anxious and kept winking at her husband.

However, Chen Zhiyuan bowed and laughed, "I wonder if you want a son-in-law who regards you as your father or a slave who is arrogant to you. Kneeling is not difficult for Zhiyuan, but Master Chen must also know that if a person kneels too much, he will become a slave unstoppable. The son-in-law wants to become a family member of his father-in-law, not a slave."

Dorgon's eyes gathered into a thin line. As if there was any substance, Dong'e was already anxious, but Chen Zhiyuan still looked at Dorgon's gaze with his unique smile.

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you for the crime of disrespect?" Dorgon threatened himself without anger.

"My father-in-law doesn't know...the son-in-law can't think of any reason, so he will let the father-in-law kill the son-in-law."

"I am not only your boy's father-in-law, but also the regent of the Qing Dynasty's father! Do you think I will forgive you and indulge you with my own selfishness? You are just a southern barbarian who can be seen everywhere, but a spy sent by the Southern Dynasty. With this alone, you can have a way to die!"
Chapter completed!