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Chapter 306 Poison

night.

Capital.

Nine Thousand Years Old Mansion.

"Oh, look at this guy who beat him."

The prince accompanied Wang An to read the clothes of nine thousand years old, looked at the wound on his back, and said with a heartache expression.

At this time, most of the old eunuchs in the palace retired...

Forced by Nine Thousand Years.

Including Tian Yi.

After all, the Sili Supervisor's seal is actually useless.

His identity is too high. Jiu Qiansui was embarrassed when he saw him. He was relatively sensible and did not lack money. In this case, it would be better to retreat bravely. Otherwise, once Jiu Qiansui disliked him, it would be bad if he found an excuse to kill him. The struggle in the palace has always been bloody, so he went directly to a temple in the west of Beijing to chant Buddha's name by using the excuse of being old and sick.

In fact, he kept the temple.

At this time, temples did not allow industries to be operated, and even the land was divided, and other shops were even worse. Loaning was strictly prohibited. It was discovered that it was to directly collect the certificate and throw it to mining. Therefore, the God of Wealth happened to support those masters, and a group of people gathered together to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha's name.

But he was still in charge of the seal.

Because he was sick, he could not manage the affairs and the emperor did not appoint new ones, so the Silijian was led by his good friend Wang Tiqian, who was inserted into the 9th thousand-year-old.

The latter is temporarily in charge of the literati supervisor with the eunuchs on the pen.

As for Sun Xian’s place in the Empress Dowager.

His identity is different. Nine Thousand Years old cannot make people say that he kicked the old master.

Jiu Qiansui was born in his subordinates. If he kicked him out of the palace, it would be ungrateful, so he asked him to serve the Empress Dowager of the Holy Mother, but his admiral Dongchang was still retained. After all, this required the emperor's decree. Like Tian Yi, he was the admiral Dongchang, but he actually did not care about the matter. Instead, he handed over the Eastchang to his nominally his confidant, and in fact, Jiu Qiansui gave his brother Wei Chao.

In this way, all the two giants in the palace retreated, and in fact, they took over the power of the nine thousand years.

Because the prince was in charge of the country at this time, the prince's companion Wang An became the number four figure in the palace.

Originally, in history, it was Jiu Qiansui who flattered Wang An, so he could only go to the East Palace to serve Tianqi as a small leader, and finally relied on the Ming Dynasty to exchange three emperors for a year, but now it is Wang An who flattered Jiu Qiansui.

And it was very good.

"Brother left behind for the Grand Marshal in the past two years. The capital city was entirely up to the eldest brother to make no trouble. I only got back one day and beat you like this. No wonder it is said that the Grand Marshal has new people in Jiangnan and looks down on the old people."

Wang An said with a loyal attitude towards Nine Thousand Years.

Now he and Jiu Qiansui, Wang An and Wang Tiqian have already become masters. Although Jiu Qiansui is definitely not the boss at the age of Jiu Qiansui, this kind of master is actually a meaning. Of course, Jiu Qiansui must be the boss, and then Wang Tiqian is the second, Wang An and the third, and Wei Chao's fourth.

He is known as the four heavenly kings in the palace.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you make a message, you will have to be whipped!"

Jiu Qiansui lay there and said.

He can only lie down with injuries like this, and his 20 whip will inevitably become skin and flesh.

"We are all our own brothers here, and there are no outsiders. Brother Wang is also our old friend. But Brother Wang, don't ignore your medicine, otherwise I won't spare you."

Wang An said to a young man next to him.

The latter is preparing a pipe...

Well, it's just a pipe, but a straight pole, with ceramic in front, but the pole is ivory and beautifully carved to look more like a work of art.

"Isn't this just Tamba? I haven't smoked this thing."

Jiu Qiansui said.

Tobacco is no longer rare in the Ming Dynasty.

The earliest pipe discovered in modern times comes from a porcelain kiln in Hepu, Guangxi. The other porcelains unearthed at the same time have a clear time. In the 28th year of Jiajing, that is, in the 28th year of Jiajing, Guangxi was already mass-producing porcelain pipes, so the time when tobacco was spread in the Ming Dynasty had to continue to move forward, because this porcelain kiln was verified that it was likely that it had been used during the Zhengde period.

In other words, it was possible at any time from the Zhengde period to the Jiajing twenty-eight years ago.

Considering that it was mass production, it is very likely that someone was already sucking in the land of the Ming Dynasty during the Zhengde period.

Although the capital was much later, it has also emerged with the prosperity of trade in recent years.

"Nine Thousand Years of Mingjian, this was obtained by the villain in Luzon. It was not produced by our Ming Dynasty. This Tamba was not produced by Luzon, but overseas in the extreme east."

The man said.

"I know that there are geography books in the school, saying that it is Jinshanzhou, where gold and silver are everywhere, and the gold and silver of the Thai ghost guys are dug there."

Jiu Qiansui quickly showed his knowledge.

In order to make the people of the Ming Dynasty yearn for America, Yang Dashang simply and roughly called it Jinshanzhou.

Anyway, the name America was also called by the Europeans themselves, so there was no need for the Ming Dynasty to follow them. They called America Yamiliga, which was their business, and the Ming Dynasty called it Jinshanzhou. This name can make people have infinite desires, and all the hearts that long for gold are ready to move.

"Nine thousand years old, I really know everything. This Tamba is produced there. The reason why it is called this is because there is a Tamba Queen in the land. After she has died, she will immediately resurrect. This thing is a fairy grass, but the fairy grass only grows on the fairy mountain, so only the Tamba purple produced there can be resurrected. The Ming Dynasty currently sells all the Ming Dynasty or Nanyang products. Although the seeds are the same, they are already mortal objects, and the medicinal effect is completely incomparable.

This is the principle of oranges in the south and citrus in the north.”

The man said with a smile.

After saying that, he handed the pipe to Jiuqiansui. Jiuqiansui was holding a pipe like an old farmer, and then he lit a cigarette for Jiuqiansui.

Jiu Qiansui took a skillful breath...

He was originally a tobacco ghost, and at this time, tobacco was originally used as a medicinal material.

"It seems a little different indeed!"

He said.

"I'll just say that Brother Wenyan won't lie to you."

Wang An said.

Well, the young man is Wang Wenyan.

Jiu Qiansui was satisfied with smoking the tobacco pipe, and obviously saw that his expression was much more relaxed.

"Nine thousand years old, in fact, the Grand Marshal's move is inevitable. As Director Liu said before his death, the Grand Marshal wanted to buy the hearts of the people at this time. Now Shandong, Henan, and Northern Zhili have actually rebelled, and Shandong and Shaanxi provinces are also inevitable. Li Wen is from Northern Zhili, and Ma Gui's family has long wanted to learn from Li Chengliang. This capital is different from Jiangnan. It is nothing more than the land of the two prefectures of Shuntian Yongping, with a small population. If it weren't for the digging of rivers in Tianjin and the reclaimed hundreds of thousands of acres of land after the digging of rivers in Tianjin, it would probably not be enough food.

It is surrounded in the north.

At this time, if the general wants to protect the capital, he will inevitably win the hearts of the people and make the militia devote themselves to it.

The general started his business by rebelling, and under the banner of killing corrupt officials. Otherwise, the people would follow him like crazy, how could he let his subordinates make money and ruin his reputation?

But he is a good man, but it makes you suffer, and you who follow him through life and death, and you can't get anything except a little salary. After he succeeds, he can't take the world. But you who follow him through life and death, can't you drink some soup and enjoy the glory and wealth of a lifetime? He won't give anything else. Although Nandu has been awarded a title, the title is just a piece of waste paper. Is there really someone who will take a coupon to open up the countryside?

Did the barbarians outside the frontier agree?

He doesn't give him tens of millions of fertile land and is not allowed to make money. Why did the soldiers follow him through life and death?

Not to mention killing your brothers to win the hearts of the people?”

Wang Wenyan said with a smile.

"well!"

Jiu Qiansui sighed melancholy, then suddenly smoked the dry tobacco pipe.

"Actually, Jiu Qiansui and the generals are too honest. You are indeed loyal to the generals. Even if the general wants to use the heads to win the hearts of the people, they will serve them without hesitation. But they cannot do nothing, at least let the general understand that the brothers are resentful.

After all, the commander has been in Nandu for a long time, and you and the generals have become weaker. You feel that you have millions of soldiers in the south of the Yangtze River, and these are optional in the north. At worst, he can dispatch troops from the south. Look, most of the people who follow Yang Biao to arrest people are brought by him from Nandu? If you and the old brothers in the north continue to sit down like this, when he leads more southern soldiers to the north, the old brothers here will really be killed.

The villain is an outsider, and he said that these are just loyal to Nine Thousand Years."

Wang Wenyan said.

Jiu Qiansui smoked the dry tobacco pipe again.

"Brother, we can't wait to die. Now the general has only brought thousands of southern soldiers and has already killed these old brothers in the capital. In a few days, he brings tens of thousands of southern soldiers. He doesn't know how to treat us. Maybe he will change people at that time."

Wang Anyu said earnestly.

"Stop talking, let me be quiet!"

Jiu Qiansui shouted irritably.

Wang Wenyan quickly winked at Wang An, and then the two of them said goodbye and left.

As soon as they left, they got up at nine thousand years old, and were pacing while smoking their tobacco pipes, as if they were making some major decisions. However, the genuine Tamba brought to him by Wang Wenyan was obviously very effective, and he could no longer feel the pain on his back.

But he finally called his daughter who was here to serve him...

Originally, when he became rich in history, it was the Tianqi Dynasty. At that time, he had not seen his daughter for decades, and he didn't even know his life or death. But a few years after he entered the palace, his daughter got married before entering the palace. Now he has made her fortune. Of course, he hurried to find her. Not only his daughter, but also his brother and other relatives, there are a lot of people here now. Although he would definitely not dare to put it in the commune, the oil and water in the palace are enough to support these people, and his daughter can now enter and exit the palace at will.

When the concubines see them, they have to greet each other with a smile.

He wrote something as fast as possible. He did not know much about literacy in the past, but he also learned a lot over the years.

"Go and send it to the Grandmaster, don't let anyone know."

He said.

His daughter quickly left with the letter.

Looking at the daughter's back as she left, Jiu Qiansui sighed and fell back on the bed again...

"ah!"
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