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The buildings in the capital are mainly tall, majestic, and grand, while the scenery here in Nanjing is mainly exquisite and beautiful, with emotions and scenes, and scenes and emotions.

Naturally, Li Yuanqing would not doubt Yang Jiao's taste.

Entering the backyard of Wuyu Pavilion from the side door, you can see pavilions, corridors and flowing water everywhere, especially the green color, mixed with the fine drizzle, which made Li Yuanqing recover a lot from his fatigue.

The backyard of Wuyu Pavilion is huge, at least more than thirty acres in size.

Although Li Yuanqing and Yang Jiao's mother don't live here all year round, Yang Jiao's mother still planned a large private space.

Except for the dozens of small buildings in front of the backyard, which are reserved for future prime boudoirs, most of the rest of the place is a 'private space'.

At this time, Li Yuanqing was at the core of this private space, in the main hall of the backyard, having dinner with several of his lovely wives and concubines, including Xiao Lian and Xiao He.

Xiaolian is also pregnant. Originally, Li Yuanqing didn't want her to follow him in case she got pregnant, but this little girl didn't want to be separated from Li Yuanqing. She wanted to stick to Li Yuanqing desperately, so Li Yuanqing had no choice but to let her follow her until she got here.

After finishing the affairs, let her return to Jiangbei with Yang Jiao~niang, and then return to Changsheng Island.

Zhang Baozhu, Ren Ying'er, Cai Zi, Wan'er, and the other girls, including Xiao Lian and Xiao He, all came to Jiangnan for the first time, and they were all very excited.

The food here in the south of the Yangtze River is mainly light and more refined, which is completely different from the taste in the north, especially the taste in Changsheng Island.

But Yang Jiao's mother had already prepared. Several chefs from the capital had been prepared here. In terms of meals, except for a few symbolic Jiangnan side dishes, no one felt the slightest abnormality.

After a comfortable dinner and a few glasses of wine, Zhang Baozhu suggested that the girls go to the garden together.

All the girls knew that Zhang Baozhu's status in Li Yuanqing's heart was far higher than that of ordinary people. In this situation, they naturally would not refute Zhang Baozhu's intention. The group of people started to stroll through the dozens of acres of large gardens.

Seeing that Li Yuanqing was still in a daze, Yang Jiao couldn't help but smile softly: "Yuanqing, Mr. Wang's side is ready. It's not far from our side. You go over now and come back early. I don't want anyone to wait on you at night."

You, I will make arrangements for you."

Saying that, Yang Jiao's mother smiled and blew a kiss to Li Yuanqing, and hurried after Zhang Baozhu and the others with a few charming maids.

Li Yuanqing couldn't help but be speechless. What the hell, is this so 'rebellious'?

However, seeing the girls being so harmonious, Li Yuanqing felt very satisfied. He hurriedly greeted Gui Nu, packed his things, and went to visit Wang Zaijin, the Minister of War in Nanjing.

Although Wang Zaijin had been castrated at this time and would not play a big role in the Chongzhen dynasty in the future, he still had some abilities.

Not to mention his strategy of defending Shanhaiguan, his "Records of Facts of the Three Dynasties and Liao Dynasty" alone is enough to make him famous in history.

It's a pity, 'The times are unfavorable and the good things will not fade away, but what can be done if the good things will not fade away?'

Political wisdom, "choosing the path to take sides", the general trend, and various entangled reasons made him destined to be unable to carry out his ambitions.

There is also some strong sadness in him.

Wang Zaijin's residence is not far from the Qinhuai River, only half an hour's drive away.

Previously, a servant had come over and handed over Li Yuanqing's name card. Wang Zaijin was also prepared, and a servant had been waiting outside the door of the mansion early.

When they saw Li Yuanqing's chariots and horses, his own soldiers came over, and his servants hurried in to report. Wang Zaijin went out to greet them in person.

"Haha. Li Shuai, rare visitor, rare visitor! How come you have time to come to Nanjing?" Wang Zaijin greeted him with a smile and looked at Li Yuanqing enthusiastically.

Although the middle door is not as open as Xu Guangqi's, as Wang Zaijin currently serves as the Minister of War in Nanjing, being able to come out to greet Li Yuanqing in person definitely gave Li Yuanqing enough face.

Li Yuanqing hurriedly saluted respectfully and said with a smile: "Master Wang, we haven't seen each other for many days!"

Wang Zaijin couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Li Shuai, this is such a happy meeting with a jug of wine! Come, come into the house to talk. I have already prepared a banquet, let's have a drink."

Li Yuanqing smiled and asked Niu Gensheng to present the gift list, followed Wang Zaijin into the house with a smile.

Although Wang Zaijin had become a bit outdated at this time, Li Yuanqing did not neglect the etiquette. He basically had the same rules as Xu Guangqi, including one thousand taels of silver, one hundred taels of gold, and some furs and groceries.

All in all, it's probably around 4,000 taels in size.

This was not because Li Yuanqing had nothing to spend his money on, but because Li Yuanqing knew very well that Wang's life in Jin was by no means as comfortable as it seemed.

In other words, this person is a bit of an "off" person, and he is not the kind of person who plays particularly smoothly.

To put it more bluntly, this guy is not very good at making money, and his life is not very comfortable.

In this way, Li Yuanqing will naturally not be stingy in this regard.

Went to the living room, drank a few sips of tea, and reminisced about old friendships. The not-so-deep friendship between the two was slowly picked up again.

But after getting the details of the gift list from the slave, Wang Zaijin was also shocked and said hurriedly: "Li Junmen, how can this happen? This..."

Li Yuanqing smiled and said: "Master Wang, people in the Ming Dynasty do not speak secretly! This is my filial piety, Li Yuanqing's, and also the filial piety of all the brothers in southern Liaoning to Master Wang."

If Li Yuanqing was obviously trying to get close to him, even if Wang Zaijin accepted it, he might still have doubts in his heart, but~~ Li Yuanqing said that he was a brother from Liaonan and showed him the filial piety of Mr. Wang. In an instant, Wang Zaijin felt like tears were filling his eyes.

!

He couldn't help but sigh and said: "Li Shuai, it's rare, it's rare! It's rare that the sons of Liaodi still remember me!"

Li Yuanqing also had some unspeakable emotions.

In terms of 'academic', Wang Zaijin was undoubtedly successful.

His "Records of Facts of the Liao Dynasty during the Three Dynasties" provided powerful research for future generations to study the history of the Ming Dynasty, especially the history of the late Ming Dynasty.

And his strategy of relying on the Shanhaiguan Pass has been demonstrated in later generations. This should be the most appropriate solution to the problem of the Liao Dynasty in the late Ming Dynasty.

such a pity!

Fortune plays tricks on people!

He is ultimately a loser.

Although he is not impoverished, but ~, full of passion, skills, and countless ravines, will be forcibly dissipated by the cold river breeze and the slightest drizzle in the "killing without blood" wind knife in the south of the Yangtze River.

Hit.

"Sir, the sons and daughters of Liao Di will always remember you! If you have time, you can go back to Liao Di for a visit. The people also miss you very much!"

Wang Zaijin nodded heavily, "Li Shuai, if there is a chance, Wang will definitely go, he will definitely..."

It took Wang Zaijin a long time to recover from his worries, and Li Yuanqing slowly opened up the topic with him. Of course, everything was still centered on Liao affairs.

When talking about the Battle of Ningyuan, Wang Zaijin also sighed with emotion: "Li Shuai, hey! To be honest, the court is absolutely unfair in this matter! The main battlefield of the Battle of Ningyuan is obviously on Juehua Island, but

…”

Wang Zaijin had personal experience in Liao Dynasty. He knew the tricks and details and couldn't help but sigh for Li Yuanqing.

Li Yuanqing was very calm and said with a smile: "Sir, I have thought about this matter carefully. The main battlefield may be on Juehua Island. But~, without Master Yuan to take charge of the overall situation and strategize, it would be difficult for this battle to happen

Such an effect.”

Wang Zaijin nodded slowly, "Yuan Chonghuan? This person has some abilities. But..."

He glanced at Li Yuanqing, but did not continue. He smiled and said: "Li Shuai, my humble house is simple. Let's eat and talk."

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It was already late at night when we left Wang Zaijin's mansion.

Sitting in the large carriage, looking at the night sky shrouded in drizzle, Li Yuanqing felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Nanjing is a great place!

It's a pity that here, I can only watch the fire from the other side and feel anxious!

However, Wang Zaijin did have some real character, especially his evaluation of Governor Yuan, which Li Yuanqing felt was very appropriate. There was only one word, "gone with the wind".

However, the matter has come to this point. No matter what Li Yuanqing and Wang Zaijin want, it is inevitable that Governor Yuan will take over.

From the capital, news has been sent.

The imperial court is about to re-establish the governor of Liaodong, and he, Governor Yuan, is the perfect candidate.

Li Yuanqing couldn't help but slowly let out a breath of turbid air.

If a South American butterfly flaps its wings a few times, North America will usher in a storm.

It's a pity that there are thousands of butterflies, and he, Li Yuanqing, is just alone.

Even though Changsheng Island already has a lot of capital, Li Yuanqing still seems to be somewhat alone in the face of the overall situation.

Fortunately, the fire of hope is finally burning strong.

When we returned to Wuyu Pavilion, it was already past one in the morning.

The girls had already gone back to rest, but Yang Jiao, mother, was still stupidly staying in the living room, waiting for Li Yuanqing to come back.

Looking at Yang Jiao, who was lying on the soft couch and seemed about to fall asleep, Li Yuanqing couldn't help but reveal a warm smile on his somewhat gloomy face.

This woman is worthy of his lifelong love!

"It's so late, why don't you go to bed?"

Li Yuanqing sat on the soft couch, smiled and put Yang Jiao's head on his lap.

"Yeah. Yuan Qing, when did you come back? You didn't even tell me, you're going to scare people to death!"

Yang Jiao's mother hurriedly pushed herself up and sat up, "Yuan Qing, just wait, I'll bring you a bowl of porridge. I drank so much wine again."

But Li Yuanqing grabbed her, held her in his arms, and said with a smile: "No need to work so hard. I'm drinking with Wang Zaijin, and I haven't gotten angry yet."

Yang Jiao's mother was stunned for a moment, then she couldn't help but smile, "How is it? Yuan Qing, are you okay now, Mr. Wang?"
To be continued...