Because Fan Wenchen was criticized by Zhou Zheng for a long time, he pondered for a moment when he heard this, and said, "I think quickly, have courage, and remain calm in the face of danger. I am a talent."

Huang Taiji smiled confidently and said, "Yes, the Ming Dynasty court will not use people. Sooner or later, the talents belong to the Khan. Fan Qing, please persuade him again."

Fan Wenchen knew that Huang Taiji loved talent, but said, "Khan, I think this person seems to have resentment towards me, Da Jin, so I may not succeed."

Huang Taiji raised his hands behind his back and looked at the south. The more he smiled, he became more confident, and his voice was as gentle as before, saying, "Don't be anxious, this time it won't work, and there will be next time. As long as he is a talent, I can visit the cottage three times."

Seeing that Huang Tai had decided to make up his mind, Fan Wenchen said, "Yes, I will go to their inn later."

Huang Taiji laughed and looked at the sky with distant eyes, saying in his heart, "Ben Khan and Mingren are looking at the same sky. Is it the scenery the same in Shanhaiguan?"

Jirhalang originally wanted to persuade Huang Taiji to kill Zhou Zheng. After all, Zhou Zheng mentioned that they were bypassing Shanhaiguan and attacking the hinterland of the Ming Dynasty. This plan was only discussed by a few of them verbally, and there was no plan at all!

How can a person who can see through their national fortunes?

But looking at Huang Taiji's confident smile, Jirgalang did not say it.

Zhou Zheng and Huang Weihuai's carriage slowly left the palace. As soon as they left the palace gate, the carriage stopped. The Jianlu people outside said in a very unpolite tone: "Get out of the car, we won't send you there."

Huang Weihuai frowned and looked angry. He then took a deep breath and said to Zhou Zheng: "Let's go."

As he said that, he got up and got out of the carriage.

Zhou Zheng followed him down and looked at the person who was talking, and there had been a group of people.

The Jianlu man looked at Huang Weihuai and Zhou Zheng and snorted coldly, pulled the carriage and turned around, and entered the palace again.

Zhou Zheng looked as usual, and looked at Huang Weihuai and said, "Do you still believe in Huang Taiji?"

Huang Weihuai actually smiled, glanced at Zhou Zheng, and said, "What's the importance of believing or not. As long as he doesn't start a war, Lord Yuan will have time."

Zhou Zheng shook his head and said, "Huang Taiji is not stupid, I won't give you time."

Huang Weihuai ignored Zhou Zheng's words and turned around and walked towards the inn.

Zhou Zhengshen breathed a sigh of relief, for nothing, he had a plan anyway, what should he do if he said these meaningless words.

As soon as Huang Weihuai arrived at the inn, he said in a deep voice with a smile to everyone who had been waiting: "Prepare things, we will leave Shenyang early tomorrow morning and return to Beijing."

"Ah, really?"

The group of people were overjoyed and thought they were going to die here, but they didn't expect that they could go back after a turn of time.

Huang Weihuai nodded and went straight back to the room.

After finally completing this matter, he felt relieved. At the same time, after returning to Beijing, not only the court will praise it, but with the recommendation of Yuan Chonghuan, who is now popular, he will be able to go further!

As for the things Huang Taiji asked for, it was nothing more than arguing and procrastination. He was not stupid, and the court would definitely not agree!

Zhou Zheng went back to the room, but did not relax at all.

Judging from Huang Taiji's style today, the top leaders of Jianlu obviously had a clear plan for the Ming Dynasty's operations, and history was carried out the same without any surprises.

Zhou Zheng did not attempt to stop Huang Taiji from attacking Ningyuan. What he wanted to do was to protect Dongjiang Town!

Zhou Zheng was lying on the bed, tossing and turning and unable to sleep.

The Ming Dynasty was trapped in party struggles and had no time to take care of it. Jianlu had a clear strategic plan. The level of the strategy determines success or failure. They were very patient and walked step by step.

In addition to party struggles, the Ming Dynasty also caused civil chaos caused by corruption and natural disasters. It will become more and more intense from this year. In this case, how can the Ming Dynasty not destroy its country?

Zhou Zheng let out a long sigh, sat up wearing his clothes, lit the light, took out the "Records of the Emperor's Sect" and began to look.

When you are irritable, reading is the best way to calm your mind.

Bang bang bang

Before Zhou Zheng could watch for a long time, there was a knock on the door outside, and at the same time, the voice of a minor official sounded, saying, "Civil Zhou, someone is here to visit you."

Zhou Zheng was stunned. He didn't know anyone in Shenyang at all. Where would anyone come to visit him?

Zhou Zheng put down the book and opened the door. He saw Fan Wenchen, who looked very bloated and obese, with a smile on his face, standing at the door.

Fan Wenchen smiled and said, "Young Master Zhou, I'm here to visit late at night, I hope you won't blame me."

Zhou Zheng felt a little fond of this traitor and said lightly: "Mr. Fan is visiting him late at night, I wonder what you can do?"

Through the door, Zhou Zheng had no intention of inviting him in at all.

Fan Wenchen could clearly feel Zhou Zheng's disgust and said with a smile: "I want to ask Mr. Zhou for some things, but there is no malice."

When the little official saw Zhou Zheng blocking the door, he noticed something and quietly stepped back and left.

Zhou Zheng pulled his clothes and said, "I don't know what Lord Fan is going to ask? Zhou has to hurry up tomorrow, so please tell me a long story."

Fan Wenchen was stunned for a moment. At this point, Zhou Zheng was still blocking him from entering.

However, Fan Wenchen suddenly recovered as usual and said with a smile: "Young Master Zhou, Dahan is a person who cherishes talents very much. As long as you are willing to serve, Dahan will be willing to do whatever you ask for. Besides, Dahan is newly established, and it is a time when people are short of people. There is no way to say that he will be prosperous and prosperous in the future, and he will be the most powerful minister."

Zhou Zheng felt nauseous and said, "Mr. Fan, I have a fable. Do you want to listen to it?"

Fan Wenchen was afraid that Zhou Zheng would not answer the conversation, so he would be much easier to answer. The more he smiled on his face, he said, "Please tell me, Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Zheng opened his mouth and said, "In the past, there was a group of frogs in the pond. One of them fell off because of the slow swimming. He didn't want to swim hard, but retreated and joined a group of toads. The group of toads wanted to occupy the frog's pond, so the frog rushed to help and tried his best to win over other frogs to join."

Fan Wenchen couldn't hear that Zhou Zheng was sarcasticizing him. His face was slightly dark. Just as he was about to speak, Zhou Zheng interrupted him and continued, "But a frog is a frog. Being with a toad is too eye-catching, it will make those toads uncomfortable. He was also worried that the toads would exclude him. So he made his body full of cancer and became extremely ugly. He was very similar and difficult to distinguish between the toads. Lord Fan, you read a lot. Tell me, is this frog still a frog? Is it a toad? Why is he so good at this person?"

Fan Wenchen had been criticized by Zhou Zheng before, and now Zhou Zheng used this fable to criticize him, calling him a human being or a ghost, even if he was a Buddha, he would be angry!

Fan Wenchen looked gloomy, but forced himself to hold on, and a ugly smile appeared on his face, saying, "After all, you will understand that the saints teach you not to be a meal. You will know even more that the Ming court is not a place worthy of serving. Dahan said that he will always leave a place for you and welcome you to come at any time."

"Mr. Fan advised me to choose a good bird and live in a tree. I also advised me to return to the ground and not to let my ancestors be ashamed of seeing others." Zhou Zheng said lightly.

Fan Wenchen looked at Zhou Zheng's expression, sighed, shook his head again, with a look of regret.

Zhou Zheng's expression was calm, with no expression at all.

For such people, any expression is a waste.

Seeing that Zhou Zhengming was stubborn, Fan Wenchen wanted to speak but stopped, and said for a moment: "Forget it, I have brought the words, I hope you will understand one day."

As he said that, he turned around and walked away.

Before he could turn around, Zhou Zheng closed the door with a bang.

Fan Wenchen was frightened and then shook his head with a chuckle, reached out to stop the angry servants beside him, and said, "Go back."

The servant looked angry and retracted his feet, unwilling to do so.

Fan Wenchen walked out the door, and there was something strange on his fat face.

Over the years, I have met countless people who accuse him. They all have various reasons and purposes, but the young man behind him seems to have no, just a simple disgust.

‘Simple?’

Fan Wenchen muttered to himself and immediately smiled. If he was so easy to persuade, why would he have to go to this bitter and cold place in the northeast?

Those people are really ridiculous!

Fan Wenchen walked out of the inn door, looked up at the dark sky, and was about to get on the carriage. At this time, a man suddenly ran over on a horse, jumped down, and approached Fan Wenchen and whispered: "Mr. Fan, the khan hurried to call you into the palace, go now!"

Fan Wenchen knew this person, Huang Taiji's personal guard, and immediately changed his expression and said, "What happened?"

The visitor looked anxious and said, "Let's talk about it while walking."

Fan Wenchen understood that it was of great importance, so he quickly got into the car and said, "Hurry up, go to the palace."

Outside the inn, an urgent horse roar sounded, and after a scattered sound, he quickly returned to calm.

Huang Weihuai then opened the door, looked outside, and walked towards Zhou Zheng's room.

Zhou Zheng had just lying down and heard the knock on the door again. He could tell who it was when he heard the knock on the door, so he had to get up and open the door.

"Far away from them, they are all people who have betrayed the sect and abandoned their ancestors. They have no shame at all and there is no need to persuade them." Huang Weihuai said. Obviously, he listened to the conversation between Zhou Zheng and Fan Wenchen.

Although Zhou Zheng has repeatedly made things difficult for him, he admired Zhou Zheng's loyalty and righteousness very much and admired Zhou Zheng in his heart.

Zhou Zheng didn't know that Huang Weihuai was even more appreciative and said lightly: "Go to bed early."

Huang Weihuai couldn't feel the meaning of driving people in this sentence, and said seriously: "Well, we will be on the road tomorrow morning, so you can do it well."

Zhou Zheng blinked. This was the first time Huang Weihuai spoke to him so well.

However, Zhou Zheng was too lazy to think too much, so he closed the door and lay on the bed again, his mind still kept thinking about it.

Huang Taiji and others must have made various plans. The number of people like Fan Wenchen will continue to increase in the future. Will Yuan Chonghuan be alert and change? Can Li Xiaobin and others complete his plan? Can his plan be implemented? Can it play the expected role?

When all kinds of thoughts were chaotic, Fan Wenchen finally rushed to the palace and entered the side hall of Huangtaiji's bedroom.

Fan Wenchen hurried over and saw Jirgalang. Tuzali was there. Just as he was about to salute, Tuzali said to Huang Taiji with a panic expression: "Khan, is it really the Three Belors?"

Jirhalang snorted coldly and said, "Who else is it not him!"

Fan Wenchen listened, but calmed down, stood there, pondering continuously.
Chapter completed!