MTL - Rise From the Humble-Chapter 1713 Good words are hard to persuade, **** it

  Chapter 1713 Good words are hard to persuade, **** it

"They didn't dare to come during the sea sacrifice. The official ceremony of the sea sacrifice is over. The stage is just singing a big show, and the Japanese pirates will not come. Are they here to stop the big show?! Hehe, Zihou, it's good to be vigilant. But there is no need to be overly vigilant. You are under too much pressure, and you are a little unreasonable. Maybe you need to drink two glasses and take a good rest. Tonight, Meilin and I will draft a report on the smooth sailing of the sea overnight, and submit it to the Holy Majesty in the morning .”

  Zhao Wenhua shook his head with a smile, patted Zhu Pingan on the shoulder, and left with Hu Zongxian indifferently.

  Tonight, he and Hu Zongxian will draft an eloquent summary of the sacrifice to the sea, and report this once-in-a-century ceremony, as well as the support of the common people, to Emperor Jiajing as his achievements.

  Zhu Ping'an looked at Zhao Wenhua's leaving back and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

   There is no time to want to be in power more than now!

  As for Zhang Jing, Zhang Jing left before the banquet was over with an excuse. He was too lazy to look at Zhao Wenhua's despicable face.

   When Zhang Jing left, Zhu Pingan chased him out of the tent and told Zhang Jing about the possibility of the Japanese pirates attacking tonight.

"Zihou, your worries are not mediocre nonsense, but you are looking for the wrong person. Everyone with the surname Zhao has moved out of the imperial decree, and everyone has their own decisions when it comes to offering sacrifices to the sea. You can come to me for military affairs, my gate will always be open for you, as for the sea sacrifice period, you should go to find someone surnamed Zhao."

Zhang Jing didn't listen much, he really didn't want to have any communication with Zhao Wenhua, and he didn't bother to intervene in Jihai's affairs, so he waved his hand and interrupted Zhu Pingan's words, and made a simple comment, asking Zhu Pingan to go to Zhao Wenhua, Quickly left.

   As for Zhao Wenhua.

   This is Zhao Wenhua's answer.

  Zhu Ping'an had the same feeling as Cao GUI at this time. Meat eaters are contemptible and can't seek far, so someone wants to replace him.

  Constrained by others, one cannot express one's aspirations! Suggestions are not even taken seriously! This feeling sucks!

   According to the historical context, Zhang Jing will be framed by Zhao Wenhua, a shit-stirring stick, and then the governor of Jiangnan will go through the transition of two toolmen, and then handed over to Hu Zongxian. Will he have a chance? !

  Zhu Pingan closed his eyes and meditated for a long time, then opened his eyes, and returned to the Zhe Army camp with firm eyes.

  When passing by the Jianghuai camp of Marquis Linhuai, Zhu Ping'an turned in.

  The guards at the gate of Jianghuai Daying knew Zhu Ping'an, and knew that this was the niece and son-in-law of his own commander, so he opened the gate and invited Zhu Pingan in.

   "Nephew, you're here, hehe, didn't you enjoy your drink, come, come and have a few drinks with me."

  With a big belly, Linhuaihou walked out of the handsome tent with slightly drunken steps, enthusiastically embraced Zhu Pingan's shoulders, and pulled Zhu Pingan into the handsome tent.

In the handsome tent, there are six dishes, one soup, and a jug of wine on Linhuaihou's desk. The handsome tent is full of delicious food and wine. It is obvious that Linhuaihou didn't enjoy himself at the celebration banquet. stand up.

"Come on, nephew, try it. My dishes are not as good as the celebration banquet, but the wine is not inferior at all. This is a jar of century-old wine that I got by chance after I became the vice commander of Jianghuai. If it weren't for my nephew, I would still drink it I don’t want to give him a drink.”

  Marquis Linhuai enthusiastically carried the jug, took out a new wine glass, and was about to pour wine for Zhu Pingan.

Zhu Pingan took the jug, and when Marquis Linhuai thought that Zhu Pingan respected his elders and wanted to pour the wine himself, Zhu Pingan raised the jug high and threw the jug to the ground with a bang, the white jade jug It shattered all over the place.

  Marquis Linhuai didn't react until after the jug fell to the ground, and it took a second to react.

   "Hey, nephew, my moonlight jug, this is a jug made of high-quality Kunlun jade, worth tens of taels of silver, why are you so prodigal!"

"Oh, my century-old wine, nephew, you don't know how hard it took me to get this jar of old wine. It can't be bought with a lot of money. I usually don't want to drink two sips. You all It fell!"

   "Nephew, nephew, what kind of drunken madness are you?"

  Marquis Linhuai stomped his feet in distress. Under the excitement, the drunkenness was washed away, and he looked at Zhu Ping angrily and puzzled.

   "Uncle, are you sober?" Zhu Pingan looked at Linhuai Hou calmly and asked.

   "Can I not wake up, my moonlight jug, my century-old wine, no amount of money can buy it." Linhuai Hou said distressed and angry.

   "Uncle, can money buy life? Can money buy career?" Zhu Ping'an laughed and asked.

   "Nephew, what nonsense are you talking about? How can money buy your life? If you don't have gold and silver mountains, don't even think about your official career! And even if you have gold and silver mountains, if your relationship can't reach the sky, it's still a dream!"

  Marquis Linhuai said angrily.

   "It seems that Uncle has already woken up. It is an extraordinary time and an extraordinary act. Please forgive me."

  Zhu Ping'an nodded, and calmly apologized.

"What kind of extraordinary time is this? As for your extraordinary move, my moonlight jug, under the moonlight, you can see the delicious wine in the jug through the jug. I haven't had a few sips of my century-old wine. Woolen cloth."

Marquis Linhuai angrily pointed at the jug broken by Zhu Pingan and the fine wine scattered all over the floor. Seeing the mess of the place, he was still heartbroken to death. If Zhu Pingan could not give him a satisfactory explanation , that won't work.

   "Tonight the Japanese pirates will raid the ritual place. This is the time when we live and die. Does uncle think it is an extraordinary time?!"

  Zhu Pingan stared at Linhuaihou with burning eyes, and said seriously.

   "Hehe, my nephew." Marquis Linhuai couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, "When the sea is sacrificed, the Japanese pirates won't come. After the sea sacrifice ceremony is over, the Japanese pirates won't come anymore. What's the point of destroying the big show?!"

"Uncle, you have all fallen into a misunderstanding. Why did the pirates destroy the sea sacrifice? They were afraid that if the sea sacrifice was successful, the sea **** would kill the siren who helped them cross the ocean?! Did they cross the sea all the way? Don’t you know that the sea monsters help them?! They are not afraid of Jihai at all, they just want to kill people and set fire on Jihai, slap the court in the face, put pressure on the court, and make themselves famous! Jihai is officially Whether the ceremony is completed or not has no effect on them, as long as they kill people and set fire to the sea sacrifice site. Tonight is their last and best chance!"

   "If uncle still has this mentality and Jianghuai camp is still in this state, then tonight will be the time for uncle and Jianghuai camp to be in great trouble."

   "On the contrary, if uncle cheers up and deploys early, tonight will be the time for uncle and the Jianghuai battalion to make contributions."

   "It's hard to persuade the damned devil with good words, and the great mercy can't save you. It's up to my uncle to make a choice. I'm going back to the camp to deploy. If you are rude, please forgive me, Uncle Haihan!"

  Zhu Pingan said with a serious face, his words were sharp, and he did not give Linhuaihou a chance to intervene at all. After speaking, Zhu Pingan bowed to Linhuaihou again, and then left the Jianghuai camp without looking back.

  (end of this chapter)