All Heavens and Worlds Modified History System

Chapter 33 The twelve golden medals could not be called back, Yue Wumu drew his sword and looked around in Fengbo Pavilion!
The Imperial Stables were one of the twelve bureaus within the eight departments of the Imperial Household.

At the beginning, they specialized in raising horses and elephants.

Later, the imperial guards gradually emerged, namely the Tengxiang Four Guards and the Warriors Battalion.

In addition to the East Factory eunuchs, the eunuchs actually have soldiers under their command.

So, it's not that easy for a piece of paper to take away the life of a 9,000-year-old man.

If someone's life is in danger, even a rabbit will jump over the wall when it's angry, let alone a human.

"De Meng is my adopted son. He was ostracized by Li Fengxiang in the Imperial Horse Administration." Cao Huachun showed a bit of annoyance on his face. "He has no ability, but he is good at making people feel disgusted. It just so happens that you are going to move to Dongjiang, so you can just arrange for De Meng to go to your place to gain some experience."

At this point, Eunuch Cao said sternly, "If you want horses, just ask De Meng to get some for you."

"Sir." Cao Demeng was also very capable and immediately saluted. "I can't say anything else, but it's not difficult to get some cattle, sheep and horses."

"I don't want anything else, I just want the horse." Chen Ran took out the banknotes skillfully. "Just follow the procedures. Don't be polite with me."

You can say you're polite, but you can't really be polite.

After all this time, Chen Ran understands everything he should understand.

Eunuchs are not lustful, they only care about profit and power.

You have to pay them money when you ask them to do something for you, otherwise they will hold a grudge against you.

This bunch of rootless people are as capable of disgusting people as the civil servants.

Cao Deming refused several times before finally accepting the banknote with reluctance.

"Oh, right." Cao Huachun smiled, as if he remembered something. "The Emperor has asked the Imperial Household and the Ministry of War to raise military funds for you to use when you move your garrison to Dongjiang."

"That's a good thing." This aroused Chen Ran's interest. He nodded slightly. "What are you going to give me?"

"Money and grain are all discussed by the cabinet. With Elder Zhou and Elder Wen speaking for you, I think it should be a lot."

"As for the inner court." Cao Huachun raised his glass and drank. "Besides the custom-made items, what else do you want?"

There are so many things I want.

But Chen Ran also knew that it was okay to ask for more in terms of social etiquette, but if it was excessive, it would be immature.

"I heard that Wentang Prison has the ability to grow fruits and vegetables in winter." Chen Ran said shyly, "I am in Dongjiang and I also want to eat green vegetables in winter."

There are no vegetable greenhouses these days. If you want to have seasonal fruits and vegetables in winter, you can only go to Wen Tangjian to get the vegetables and melons moistened by the hot springs.

"That's not difficult." Cao Huachun laughed. "Leave it to me. I'll arrange for a group of people from Wentang Prison to go with De Meng. By the way, are there any hot springs in Dongjiang Town?"

"There should be."

In the modern world, Chen Ran and Ruyan went there together.

The hot springs in Jinshitan, Jiulongshan and Yingchengzi all bear traces of their impact.

After finishing the serious business, they drank a few more glasses and chatted a little.

Eunuch Cao still had to be on duty at night, so the eunuchs took their leave after a short while.

It was already late at this time. After settling the accounts, Chen Ran did not go back directly, but rode his horse to the residence of Lord Zhou.

The butler led the way to the study.

After serving tea and drinking tea, we start to get down to business.

"I heard that Wen Tiren in the cabinet also supports me?"

Cao Huachun let the cat out of the bag before, and Chen Ran only then realized that there were people in the cabinet who took the initiative to get closer to him.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yanru's expression suddenly changed.

"Where did Zihou hear such gossip?" Zhou Yanru, who claimed to be Chen Ran's minister, looked unhappy. "How did this come about?"

"Cao Huachun said so."

Lord Zhou put down the tea bowl in his hand and sighed slightly, "That Wen Tiren is not a good person. He is trying to use you by showing you kindness. You should know that only I will treat you sincerely."

This is the truth.

At the beginning, you may have felt unwilling, but you couldn't control yourself.

But at this moment, Zhou Yanru truly supported Chen Ran.

He regarded Zhang Juzheng as his idol, and his original intention was to contact Cao Huachun and Chen Ran to form an iron triangle.

Just like Zhang Juzheng, Feng Bao and Qi Jiguang revived the Ming Dynasty.

Although the endings are not very good, it is inevitable that their names will be recorded in history books.

"I believe you." Chen Ran's words were insincere. "Wen Tiren is just a lucky villain. How could I..."

Before he could finish his words, two lines of subtitles floated past his eyes.

"Wen Tiren noticed your potential and deliberately tried to win you over as an external aid."

'Note: You can modify two of the words.'

Chen Ran'(⊙﹏⊙)'

He was still saying bad things about others, and then he was offered the option of being a dog licker.

There is nothing much to say. Of course, the word "win over" should be changed to "admire".

Dog licker number three, officially debuts.

Speaking of my own bootlickers, they are either treacherous ministers or deserters. Aren’t there any good people among them?

"Zihou." Zhou Yanru looked at him suspiciously, watching Chen Ran's fingers swiping in the air. "What is this for?"

"Nothing." Chen Ran took back his hand and smiled slightly. "I came to see you today because I have something to ask you."

"Oh?" Zhou Yanru stroked his beard and smiled. "What's the matter?"

"I would like to visit Lord Xu, please introduce me to him."

The so-called Xu Ge Lao refers to Xu Guangqi. At this time, the Ming cabinet was mainly presided over by Zhou Yanru, Wen Tiren, Sun Chengzong, and Xu Guangqi.

The original Donglin Party was sent back home by Emperor Chongzhen to eat rice because of their self-destruction.

Sun Chengzong and Xu Guangqi had close ties with the Donglin Party, but were not official members.

After the Donglin Party blew itself up, they were ashamed to be associated with it and had already severed ties with it.

Zhou Yanru remained calm, but his face was serious. "Why are you looking for him?"

"I heard that Lord Xu has a close relationship with Tang Ruowang and others." Chen Ran did not hide it and simply responded, "I would like to ask Lord Xu to introduce me to those Western Yi people."

He wanted more firearms of better quality.

He even wanted to own large sea ships, do maritime trade business, and even go to Fuso to earn military expenses.

After all, Fuso can pay military expenses to the United States, so why shouldn’t it pay for me, Chen Batian?

In this regard, the Western barbarians who came thousands of miles to the Ming Dynasty had technological advantages.

Zhou Yanru put aside his worries and said with a smile, "How difficult is this? Tang Ruowang has something to ask of the Ming Dynasty. There is no need for Lord Xu to come forward. I will arrange this matter myself."

Johann Adam Schall ...

"In that case, I'll leave it to you, Lord."

The main hall of the Duke of England's Mansion.

"This is too much!" Zhang Zhiji, who had returned home for the first time today, put the tea bowl in his hand on the table angrily. "What does he think the Duke of Ying's Mansion is? He even dared to bring forward the wedding date!"

Zhang Shize stood aside with his hands hanging down, saying nothing, but his eyes were looking at his grandfather.

Duke of England Zhang Weixian coughed, looked at his son who was still very angry, and said calmly, "Well, since you rarely come back, just go and accompany your wife."

"go Go."

Zhang Zhiji looked unhappy, but since his old father had spoken, there was nothing he could do.

He could only keep a straight face, respond quietly, and turn away.

After he left, Zhang Weixian looked a little worried and asked, "Do you know why your father dislikes your brother-in-law so much?"

The young master responded softly, "Grandson doesn't know."

"Your father loves pleasure and extravagance. He spends his days drinking and partying, riding horses and walking dogs, and has so many concubines." Zhang Weixian sighed, "I have always restricted his spending, which makes him unhappy. Everyone in the capital knows that Zihou has obtained the spoils of the old camp of the Jiannu. Some people say that he is rich enough to rival an entire country. But he has never visited your father, nor has he ever given him gold or silver, so naturally he is unhappy."

Zhang Shize strongly agreed with this statement.

But as a son, he could not criticize his father and could only bow his head and remain silent.

Zhang Weixian sighed, "If this Duke of Yingzhou falls into his hands, I'm afraid he will squander it all in a few years."

"Grandfather." Zhang Shize was shocked and hurriedly looked up and walked forward. "Grandfather will surely live a hundred years. You must never say such things."

"You know your own body very well." Zhang Weixian sighed and chuckled, "It has not been in good condition since the beginning of the year. I am afraid it will not survive until next year."

"I married Qiu Niang to Chen Ran to find a strong supporter to keep the family from falling."

"No matter how powerful your father is, as long as you have strong supporters, you will still be able to make a comeback when you inherit the title."

Patting his grandson's shoulder gently, Zhang Weixian forced another smile and said, "It's okay to get married earlier. After all, if I get sick and can't get up, Qiu Niang will have to observe mourning for three years."

"Three years. Who knows what the situation will be like in three years."

Zhang Shize could no longer control himself and knelt on his grandfather's lap and cried bitterly.

The families of the nobility live in luxury, and enjoy endless prosperity and power.

But everyone wants to grab prosperity and everyone wants to seize power.

Even the emperor could not do whatever he wanted, let alone the nobles.

What Zhang Weixian was most worried about was that his son Zhang Zhiji was too useless, causing him to lose control of the three major camps.

"When the world was peaceful before, it didn't matter what a playboy like your father did." Zhang Weixian encouraged with a smile, "But now the world is in chaos. There are Jiannu and Mongolia outside, and bandits are everywhere inside. The war is constant. The three camps will leave the capital sooner or later."

This is very clear.

The world is in chaos and war is raging everywhere.

It is no longer possible for the three major camps to stay in the capital and enjoy themselves as usual.

"No one knows better than me what kind of loser your father is. After all, no one knows his son better than his father." Zhang Weixian laughed again, "I guess he doesn't dare to lead the troops to fight personally, but he will definitely recommend a group of good-for-nothings to lead the troops to fight."

"The three camps are already weak in battle, and if they are led by a bunch of good-for-nothings, they will surely be defeated! When they return in defeat, can your father, as the chief officer, stay out of the matter?"

"The three camps earn so much money every year, so many people are eyeing them with envy. We are not the only noble family in the capital!"

"Grandfather." Zhang Shize tried to respond, "I know what you mean. If we have a strong vassal like Chen Ran to help us, we can be sure that our family will be in charge of the three major camps."

"That's right." Zhang Weixian raised his hand and gently stroked his grandson's hair. "As long as I can wait until you become a Duke of England, that's enough."

The young master's face turned pale, and he wanted to say that he dared not think about such things, and that his grandfather and father must be as blessed as the East Sea and as long-lived as the Southern Mountains.

But at this point, my grandfather had already made his words so clear, and if I continued to say such polite words, I would be looked down upon.

Helpless, he had to bow his head and remain silent.

Because it feels like whatever you say is wrong, then just don't say anything.

"Remember." Zhang Weixian's chest felt tight, and he forced himself to tell him, "No matter what Chen Ran does in the future, you must firmly support him! People who can only maintain the status quo should follow those who are determined to make progress!"

The young master was obviously dissatisfied.

He felt that he had some abilities and was not just a conservative person.

He managed to respond, "I guess Chen Zihou is just Yue Wumu."

"Yue Wumu?" Zhang Weixian laughed and said, "If he is Yue Wumu, he must be the Yue Wumu who couldn't be summoned by the twelve golden medals and who drew his sword and looked around in Fengbo Pavilion!"

(End of this chapter)