Chapter 89 The Prince Returns to the South
Chapter 89: Prince Returns to the South
At the Xiaguan Wharf in Nanjing, just as the sky was dawn, it was filled with riflemen. The rows of bayonets were shining, with bloodthirsty and cold light, which made people shudder.
The morning wind was a little cold, but Ye Zhao felt hot. He stood straight on the stone steps and looked at the small black dots gradually coming from the rolling river.
The regent, the regency, ordered officials from all departments to take charge of their duties and only cleanse the prince at lunch banquet. The only officials who accompanied Ye Zhao to welcome Prince Zheng to the south were Sun Bozheng, the governor of Jiangsu and Anhui, and Wu Jianzhang, the governor of Nanjing. The so-called Su-Anhui was Ye Zhao temporarily classified Jiangsu and Anhui in the south of the Yangtze River as a province. However, this place was in ruins, but it was due to geographical location, because of its geographical location, the richest man in fish and rice. Ye Zhao naturally wanted to find a reliable and capable official to take charge. Moreover, Ye Zhao hoped that many reform measures would be taken from here. In fact, many things were done by man, and we could not do it all day long, and we could not do it, and we could not do it, and we were not suitable for the national conditions. Most of them were vested interests.
If there is an extremely powerful person who can do anything, there is basically nothing that can be done. If you suddenly overthrow all the changes and suddenly end the 180-degree turn of reform and opening up, how much role can the people's wishes play?
Of course, if the reform is divorced from reality, no matter how powerful the leader is, it will cause chaos in the world. Although there is a saying that the world is so chaos in the world, Ye Zhao is naturally cautious and avoids his steps being too radical.
Jiangsu and Anhui and Nanjing are the top priorities of some innovations. Everything is in trouble, and some changes are easy to begin.
Sun Bozheng, the governor of Jiangsu and Anhui, was originally a Guangdong customs supervisor, smart and capable, open-minded and open-minded style. He was tempered for many years under the new policy of the Southern Dynasty. He was a piece of good steel in Ye Zhao's eyes and the best candidate for the governor of Jiangsu and Anhui.
Wu Jianzhang needs no more. Shanghai Customs Supervisor and Su Songtai Daotai have been dealing with foreigners over the years. In later generations, they are typical people who admire foreigners and fascinate foreigners. They can be used by their talents. In Ye Zhao's opinion, it is really appropriate for him to be the first Nanjing Prefecture.
Moreover, Wu Jianzhang is very good at being an official. As Ye Zhao’s "reform special zone", Nanjing may have some reform measures that will be out of place and will arouse resentment from the people. Wu Jianzhang is the best shield, and it must be a big deal.
Ye Zhao lit a cigarette and handed it to Sun Bozheng and Wu Jianzhang. Both of them could suck it, holding it in their hands and taking it. Each of them divided one, but they held it in their hands, and respectfully presented the cigarette bag to Ye Zhao.
Wu Jianzhang was a Taoist platform in the northern country, but the Southern Dynasties did not officially establish the capital. The rank of the prefect of Nanjing Prefecture was lower than that of his official rank in the northern country. However, Wu Jianzhang was summoned by Ye Zhao and was overjoyed when he heard about his entrusting to him for his responsibilities in Nanjing Prefecture. He had just joined the Southern Dynasties, but was immediately entrusted with important tasks. He knew that the importance of Nanjing Prefecture is now, and he also knew that this position, His Highness King Qian would definitely appoint a minister of great trust, but he did not want to entrust him. How could he not make Wu Jianzhang ecstatic?
The sound of the whistle, the black spots on the river were getting bigger and bigger. It was a steamer ship, a ship sent by the southern country to Shanghai, specializing in picking up the prince and his wives and concubines.
Ye Zhao was so energetic that he took two more steps, but he hadn't seen the prince's father for several years, so he really missed him.
The steamer slowly landed, "Wow..." the anchor was thrown down the river, splashing waves.
On the deck, apart from the white-uniform sailors and sailors, a group of people rushed over, including men and women.
For the first time, Ye Zhao felt a little anxious and anxiously searching for the figure of the prince. His steps couldn't help but move along the stone steps, wanting to jump off the floating bridge connected to the barge. Ulden, the deputy general manager of the guard, whispered: "Master." Ye Zhao sighed and finally did not jump down.
Nowadays, Xiaguan Wharf uses wooden boats as barges and chains to connect them to the shore, which solves the problem that iron-shelled steamships cannot be moored in shallow water.
On the floating bridge, a group of people hurried over. The one wearing a five-clawed dragon replenishment uniform and a double-layer golden dragon ruby crown was Prince Zheng, but he looked much thinner. Behind him, there were a group of bellweeds and swallows, and the servants were servants.
"Ama!" Ye Zhao knelt down and kowtowed. The prince, who had just been supported on the stairs, took two steps, helped Ye Zhao get up, patted Ye Zhao on the shoulder, his eyes slightly moist.
"Ama, you didn't suffer? Did the Japanese Six do you do anything to you?" Ye Zhao asked anxiously.
The prince laughed and said, "I have such a good son. Does he dare to make a fuss about the Japanese? "
Ye Zhao laughed and saw the concubines and princesses, and some of them cried. They wanted to come to the capital, fearful.
Ye Zhao was originally the only seedling of the prince's mansion, a treasure, let alone now. The Southern Dynasty Regent had two iron-hat kings in one mansion. It was never heard of, and he even faintly heard of it. In fact, in the Southern Dynasty, the little prince covered the sky with one hand. I heard that many officials were persuading them to enter, and they were simply the Supreme Emperor of the Southern Dynasty.
Prince Zheng still has a concubine and a princess. Now he has thoughts, especially the concubine Fucha family. It seems that it is extremely difficult to give birth to blood for the prince again, but he can adopt another prince and inherit the position of prince in the future. If all this is approved by the little prince, that is, Prince Qian, now, the prince will definitely agree.
Yingying and Yanyan are very good to Ye Zhao. Now, Ye Zhao is the pillar of Prince Zheng’s mansion. The glory of the Mansion is all about, which is even more of their hearts and souls. However, Ye Zhao is now at a high position and the princess of the concubine is different in his way of showing affection, and he even has a little flattering.
Sitting in the luxurious carriage, Ye Zhao took out the scroll of the erotic palace from his sleeve, but couldn't help but think of Zhu Sisi again. She went out early and came back late these two days, and there was no sign of her. She thought she was deliberately avoiding herself.
The prince and his son were used to making trouble, but they hadn't seen each other for a few years, but they didn't expect their son to sweep across the south of the Yangtze River. Not only did they calm down the rebellion, but they also forced the Japanese to retreat step by step. Their reputation was so high that they were at their peak. In today's land of China, who doesn't know the Regent of the Southern Dynasty?
In a trance, the prince felt that his son had changed and he could not see through it. Until he saw the erotic picture sent by his son, the prince couldn't help laughing. Jing Xiang was still Jing Xiang, but it was more fun than before. In the past, he seemed to be unmoved by women. Now, he has also begun to collect secret pictures?
Ye Zhao said: "Ama, at noon, officials from various departments welcome you, so you will take the steamboat in the afternoon. My mother is still in Guangzhou and is looking forward to you every day. Nanjing is not stable yet. In the future, I will go back to Guangzhou to play with you and my mother."
The prince nodded slightly. When he was under house arrest in Beijing, he was worried every day, and he could think of the concubine's tightness.
Ye Zhao smiled again and said, "There is also good news to tell Ama that the child has married many wives. The one you see is Sharaba, and it is also your daughter-in-law. Although she is a concubine, you know about Ama."
The prince patted Ye Zhao on the shoulder, "Silly child, are you still so confused? You either don't accept it or take a concubine as your wife. How could I not remember it? Now it's up to your wishes?"
Ye Zhao smiled foolishly, scratched his head, and said, "I haven't said this to them." He said that he was a wife because his concubines are too low now, but in fact, in his mind, the status of the wives and concubines is still different.
The prince said again: "Shava? This name is strange."
Ye Zhao smiled embarrassedly and said nothing.
But when the prince saw Sharava at Laifu Inn, his face suddenly collapsed. It turned out that he was a blond and blue-eyed bride-eyed girl. How could the prince look down on him? But he always loved Ye Zhao. No matter how much Ye Zhao was, the prince would follow his personality.
Sharava is straightforward and cute, and can speak Chinese. I don’t avoid the prince when I am with Ye Zhaoqing. Although the prince feels it is unconventional, I can see that her son likes this little foreign horse very much, so he barely suppresses his disgust in his heart. He asked Sharava a few words very kindly, which was considered to be acknowledging this daughter-in-law.
At noon, a banquet was held at Wangjiang Tower on the banks of the Qinhuai River. All civil and military officials from the Second Rank and above in Nanjing in the Southern Dynasty arrived to welcome the old prince.
During the meal, the prince truly saw the power of his son. One by one, the famous civil and military officials sat in awe without a trace of noise. With Ye Zhao's words, all the officials toasted the old prince and coughed again. The living room where the banquet was originally being held in a state of silence.
The prince felt quite proud. What else did the husband ask for a child like this? But he really didn't expect that as he got old, his son was so vigorous. He thought that he and the Japanese were fighting with him for a small title. But now, the Japanese were thinking of the magic method usurping the throne, but he was forced to breathe by his son. Humph, even if Master Xianfeng is alive, his son is not afraid of it.
After the banquet, Ye Zhao gathered with the prince, Sharaba and the concubine Fucha family. Then he had a few drinks with his father and asked Sharaba to take good care of the concubine on the way.
Fucha was so intimate about Sharaba. She was like loving her daughter. After all, Sharaba didn't understand the worldly ways of China. She immediately felt that Fucha was a great good person and she also liked her.
Ye Zhao just smiled when he saw it, but living a simple life is also a kind of happiness?
"Ama, you'd better put this away." Ye Zhao pushed a small square wooden box of red brocade to the prince again.
This small wooden box contains Shenghexing bank notes, totaling ten thousand taels. Shenghexing is in Shanghai and Guangzhou has a semicolon, which is used for the north and south.
This is the "shocking tea money" that Wu Jianzhang secretly gave to the prince. Although the prince was confused, he had just arrived in the Southern Dynasty and was still blinded. He could not hide this from Ye Zhao.
Ye Zhao just laughed when he saw it, and he didn't know how much public funds Wu Jianzhang secretly grafted from Shanghai Jiang Customs when he came to Nanjing. Since he ran away, he was afraid that all the money he could mobilize was collected, and his style remained unchanged. When the prince returned to the south, he naturally had to spend a lot of gold and silver.
What should I do about this matter? The situation is chaotic now. What is the matter? What is the matter with the money Wu Jianchang took? What is the matter with what I gave to him? I can only think about the charter slowly.
Chapter completed!