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Chapter 51: Today's Brightness

Although Qiongzhou Prefecture is located on the border of the empire and its population may not be as large as that of a county in the mainland, it is the political, economic and cultural center of Hainan Island.

At the beginning of the night, Qiongzhou City began to enter the night life stage. The north was in chaos, but it did not affect Hainan. Except for the tens of thousands of refugees outside the city, the people in the city still lived a relatively stable life.

Yue Hai Restaurant is a first-class restaurant in Fucheng. If Zhao Fuxiang hadn't reserved a private room one day in advance, there would be no room for him if he went there on the same day.

Zhao Fuxiang attaches great importance to this meeting. After all, it is related to his relationship with the officialdom. As long as Zhang Juren is willing to vouch for him, Zhao Fuxiang will have a firm foothold in this era.

In order to receive Zhang Wenming and Zhang Juren, Zhao Fuxiang went to the Guangdong Tower in the afternoon, personally found the shopkeeper and ordered 20 hot and ten cold dishes, and also found a singer to sing a ditty.

Zhang Wenming was very punctual and appeared in front of the Yuehai Building at the appointed time. The clerk from the Yuehai Building had already arranged with Zhao Fuxiang. When he saw Zhang Wenming coming, he stood at the door and shouted: "Master Zhang is here, two

Invite me to private room No. 2, Loutianzi!"

Zhao Fuxiang and Kong Shouzhen heard the waiter's voice and hurried to the stairs to greet Zhang Wenming. Seeing Zhang Wenming coming up, Zhao Fuxiang quickly raised his hands and said, "Zhao Fuxiang has met Mr. Zhang!"

The concept of hierarchy was very deep in the Ming Dynasty. As a civil servant, Zhang Wenming was the real master, while Zhao Fuxiang could only be regarded as someone from the northwest.

Zhang Wenming was stunned when he saw Zhao Fuxiang. He did not know Zhao Fuxiang. However, Zhang Wenming was very polite and returned the greeting: "Zhang Wenming has met this dear friend!"

At this time, Zhang Wenming saw Kong Shouzhen behind him and asked: "Brother Zhengyi, who is this...!"

Kong Shouzhen said with a smile: "Brother Junfeng, this is Shopkeeper Zhao who came back from Luzon in Nanyang. I want to get to know Brother Junfeng!"

Hearing what Kong Shouzhen said, Zhang Wenming immediately knew what was going on. He felt a little dissatisfied. He came to eat today because of Kong Shouzhen's face. How could he know that shopkeeper Zhao came out like this? If he had known this, he wouldn't have come.

Seeing that Zhang Wenming was a little unhappy, Zhao Fuxiang quickly explained: "I have actually met Mr. Zhang a long time ago. We were at the Yuehai Building on the third day of the first lunar month. Do you remember that Mr. Zhang had a chance encounter with me?"

After Zhang Wenming heard what Zhao Fuxiang said, he looked up and down at the fat guy across from him. After a while, he remembered that when he was at a party with his friends, they had a quarrel because of different ideas. After he went out, he did meet this person on the stairs.

Zhang Wenming asked: "Shopkeeper Zhao said this, and Zhang remembered it. I wonder what shopkeeper Zhao wants to do with Zhang?"

"Haha, how can we talk while standing here? Food and wine have been prepared inside. Let's go in and talk!"

Zhang Wenming saw that this was the case, so he went in to see what was going on.

Zhao Fuxiang led the way, waited for Zhang Wenming to enter the box, and quickly signaled to the waiter to serve the food.

Zhang Wenming didn't want to have too much contact with Zhao Fuxiang, a businessman who smelled of copper. As soon as he sat down, he asked: "Shopkeeper Zhao, can you tell me what the reason is now?"

Seeing Zhang Wenming so anxious, Zhao Fuxiang stood up and poured him a cup of tea, then sat across from Zhang Wenming and said: "Master Zhang, I returned from Nanyang to the land of China. I originally wanted to develop business and save the country, but when I arrived in Qiongzhou Prefecture, I discovered that the mainland has already

The land is in ruins, there are countless refugees thousands of miles away from the red land in the north, and the officials and gentry in the south are drunken and dreamy, and are indifferent to national affairs. It really makes me sad!"

Zhang Wenming did not expect that the fat pig-like businessman in front of him could say such a great truth. Not only did he look at Zhao Fuxiang with admiration. In Zhang Wenming's eyes, these businessmen were more despicable than corrupt officials. It was their buying and selling that drove up prices.

This has led to the current situation in the north.

"Shopkeeper Zhao, I didn't expect that you, a businessman, could say these words. It really surprised Zhang!"

Zhang Wenming said this not to look down on Zhao Fuxiang. The status of merchants in ancient China was extremely low. In the eyes of traditional scholar-bureaucrats, these merchants did not produce actual goods, but only made money by buying high and selling low. It was really abominable. Now Zhang Wenming can sit down and talk to Zhao Fuxiang.

The last few words have already given him great face.

"Mr. Zhang, although I have never read a book and have no fame, I still understand the basic principles! The rise and fall of a country depends on the king and ministers! If the king is saintly and the ministers are wise, then the king and ministers will be in harmony, the politics will be clear, and the country will prosper.

, On the other hand, if the monarch and his ministers are in secret, the government will be in chaos and thieves will appear everywhere! The current situation is that the court is in chaos, the people are also rogues, and the border is blocked by slaves many times. It is really a scene of national subjugation!"

Zhao Fuxiang had been thinking about this sentence all night last night. He knew very well that there was a huge difference in identity between him and Zhang Wenming. If he wanted to keep Zhang Wenming and let him fool him, he had to stop him with his first words.

After Zhao Fuxiang had a detailed conversation with Kong Shouzhen, he knew that Zhang Wenming was a perfect idealist, and to put it bluntly, he was a completely angry young man. In his mind, the Hongzhi period of the Ming Dynasty was the model for the prosperous times. Emperor Shengming boldly appointed honest officials, and ministers in the court were clean and self-righteous and dedicated to assisting the emperor.

, the country's politics are clear and clear, the private economy is prosperous, and the people are prosperous and well-off. This is the era that Zhang Wenming longs for.

Zhao Fuxiang has done countless mass work in his later generations. He knows that people with self-consistent values ​​are the most difficult to persuade. Only by following his wishes can he gain his approval. Therefore, Zhao Fuxiang decided to get straight to the point and speak impassionedly without being polite.

All the shortcomings at the end were revealed. As for what Zhao Fuxiang said, it was all over the Internet in later generations. Zhao Fuxiang just deleted those rebellious words and then repeated them.

If what Zhao Fuxiang said when he first entered the house impressed Zhang Wenming, what he said just now should have made Zhang Wenming directly undergo curettage. When Zhang Wenming was young, he studied with his teacher Huang Daozhou. Under the influence of the old angry youth Huang Daozhou, Zhang Wenming also became agitated.

He believed that it was all the fault of the emperor and the eunuchs that the world was like this.

But when Emperor Tianqi died and Wei Zhongxian was forced to hang himself by Chongzhen, the world did not change much, but became even more dilapidated. After careful consideration, Zhang Wenming found that in addition to the eunuchs, the ministers in the court were also the culprits, especially the chief minister who was trusted by Chongzhen.

When he assisted Zhou Yanru and relied on his minions Wuchang, Dong Tingxian and other cronies made friends with internal servants and accepted bribes. It is Zhou Yanru's fault that the country is like this.

So in December of the 16th year of Chongzhen, Zhou Yanru was sentenced to death by Emperor Chongzhen. Zhang Wenming in Hainan celebrated the news after receiving the news, and even invited a few friends to come out for a drink to celebrate. It was at this party that Zhang Wenming and

Several friends had a dispute over the governance of the country, and Zhang Wenming left in a hurry.

Zhang Wenming changed his attitude after hearing what Zhao Fuxiang said. He took Zhao Fuxiang's hand and said, "Brother Zhao, I didn't expect that you, who is not literate, would have such insight. Zhang really admires you!"

Just now, Zhang Wenming called Zhao Fuxiang "Shopkeeper Zhao", but he didn't take Zhao Fuxiang seriously at all. Now he calls Zhao Fuxiang directly, which means he regards Zhao Fuxiang as his friend.

"Brother Zhao, now that the world is in ruins and the north is in ruins, what do you think we should do to regain the old mountains and rivers?"

"Mr. Zhang, I don't understand the truth, but I know that it didn't happen in a day or two that the world became like this. Isn't there that saying? Disease comes like a mountain and falls like a mountain, and disease goes away like a thread! If you want to cure Ming Dynasty,

This dying patient can only figure it out slowly! The first step is to rectify the government. Mr. Zhang should use his influence to write to the emperor and use Huang Daozhou, Liu Zongzhou, Qian Qianyi, Zhang Shenyan, Jiang Yueguang and other capable people.

Officials, let the court return to the period when everyone is upright and prosperous!"

After Zhao Fuxiang finished speaking, he took a peek at Zhang Wenming and found that this guy was twirling his beard and nodding his head. Knowing that this guy had listened, Zhao Fuxiang continued: "The second item is to organize and train a strong army. Most of the military towns in the north are privately owned by the towns."

Soldiers, and even some leading generals regard the imperial orders as nothing. This must be strictly corrected! Now that the south is relatively stable, a letter should be sent to the imperial court to form a new army in Guangdong. A general association of military ministers will be appointed to use Folangji people.

If we train the new army in France and arm it with new firearms, as long as we have two years, we will definitely be able to form a powerful army that will shock China!"

Zhao Fuxiang's tirade was all about saying good things and trying to provoke Zhang Wenming to hear it. Not to mention the abilities of people like Huang Daozhou and Liu Zongzhou, just by gathering these troublemakers together, they can fight on their own.

Let’s go back to the time when everyone was prosperous and prosperous.

As for the formation and training of new armies, it is even more unreliable. It has always cost a lot of money to reorganize an army. It is not that the court has people who understand. It is clear that those military towns are already too big to be replaced, so why use them? They all have no money to make trouble.

.Even if there are money and people, the Donglin Party's gang of troublemakers can just fight with each other, but not with real weapons and knives. It is completely unrealistic for them to fight.

Zhao Fuxiang knew what he said was unreliable, but Zhang Wenming liked to hear it. After listening to Zhao Fuxiang's long speech, he held Zhao Fuxiang's hands and said excitedly: "Brother Fuxiang, what a pity! If only Brother Yu could have known you ten years earlier, I would have known you.

Well, we can’t let the treacherous officials ruin the country for ten years!”

"Master Zhang..."

Zhao Fuxiang was about to tell his true purpose, but Zhang Wenming waved his hand and said: "You must not call me Master. I, Zhang Wenming, was born in the 28th year of Wanli. I am already forty-eight years old this year. Brother Fuxiang seems to be younger than me, so he just calls me "Master".

That’s it, brother!”

Zhao Fuxiang was overjoyed when he heard what Zhang Wenming said. He quickly stood up again and saluted: "Brother Zhang, I am forty-two years old this year. I have met my elder brother!"

Zhang Wenming helped Zhao Fuxiang up and asked, "Brother, do you have a cousin?"

There really isn’t a cousin name, so Zhao Fuxiang wanted to make one up, but then he thought why not ask this newly recognized eldest brother to come up with one?

"Brother Zhang, I haven't read a book, so what kind of words do I have? Since I worshiped my brother today, please give me my words!"

Zhang Wenming thought for a while and said: "Just now I saw my dear brother making an impassioned speech and pointing out the country. It looked a lot like Zhuge Liang's opponent in the past. Let's do this! How about calling my dear brother Jin Liang?"
Chapter completed!
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