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Chapter One Hundred and Fourteen

Zheng Zhilong's mansion was extremely disproportionate to his identity as a sea owl. Walking in the quiet and elegant Jiangnan courtyard, Hou Xuanyan thought he had returned to Suzhou.

"The Duke Ping's house has a charm of the small garden in Gusu City. It seems that the Duke is also an elegant person."

Zheng Zhilong raised his head and laughed, saying, "This is all built by the children. Today's banquet was your brother Hou. I know you are from Jiangnan. If you like this tune, let them come to this yard."

Hou Xuanyan looked around and saw a man next to him who was about the same age as him. He was so heroic between his eyebrows that he followed him step by step. This should be Zheng Chenggong. Unexpectedly, the man surnamed Guo was quite romantic and built this yard in Fuzhou.

Zheng Chenggong's teacher was Qian Qianyi. He was influenced by his knowledge and naturally advocated the cultural style of Jiangnan.

After the guest and host took the seat, Zheng Zhilong clapped his hands and poured wine and cloth dishes like butterflies. Zheng Zhilong and Hou Xuanyan raised their glasses and drank, pressed his thick hands on the table, and shouted: "Brother Hou, the battles you fought in Jiangnan are beautiful, and we are also happy in Fuzhou. Unfortunately, our soldiers are few and few vassal kings in Guangdong and Guangxi are also ready to move. I have written many letters to raise troops to the north, even if I help you beat an adjutant, I am willing. But Your Majesty has considered it more thoroughly than us, and the time for going north has not come, and the government and the public unanimously agreed that you can win with this ability. As expected, Your Majesty's vision is accurate. I, Zheng Zhilong, am convinced."

Hou Xuanyan sneered in his heart, but his face pretended to be contented, and said with a smile: "Brother Zheng praised it. I am just lucky to win. It is up to me, the generals under my command to fight to the death. You can rest assured that if you have me, Hou Xuan, you can act for one day, so the Qing soldiers will not cross the river again."

"Royalty! I like people like Brother Hou. Alas, I strongly asked Your Majesty to give you a Duke of Wu, but unfortunately those ministers fought desperately against him. Later, my Majesty and I had to compromise. Brother Hou made extraordinary achievements and was named a Bo Yue of Wu. Fortunately, you have a strong demeanor and don't care."

Hou Xuanyan secretly gathered his strength, held the wine glass, and cursed Zheng Zhilong's ancestors all in his heart. Duke of Wu was the title of Zhu Yuanzhang back then, and the territory he occupied now was very similar to Zhu Yuanzhang back then. Zheng Zhilong looked rough, but he didn't expect that there would be such a vicious plan. Since Hou Xuanyan saw through his vicious plan, he naturally refused to be fooled.

He stood up and raised his glass and said, "I don't think the title of Duke Wu is used except for Emperor Taizu Gao of this dynasty."

Zheng Zhilong hurriedly smiled and said, "Oh! It turns out that there is such a taboo. I have never read a book and have been seeking a life in the barbarian land overseas. This is a serious crime, a serious crime."

Hou Xuanyan lowered his head and ate food, looking like a rough and slutty man in the military camp, and chuckled without caring about the beautiful maid around him.

After eating, Hou Xuanyan snorted coldly: "I think it's because of His Majesty that my credit is worthy of being a count. It turns out that someone secretly stopped me. Hou Xuanyan wants to see who is so kind, so let him go to Jiangbei to fight a few battles with the Qing soldiers."

Zheng Zhilong's face was gloomy and smiled awkwardly: "Brother Hou said, I think these people are not general. In the face of national crisis, we should still take the Qing Dynasty as the top enemy. Others can be let go."

Zheng Chenggong, who was listening to the last seat, was disappointed. He originally thought that although Hou Xuanyan killed his mentor's family, his actions were not bad enough to save Shi Yinghao. Unexpectedly, he was like his father, and he was also a selfish general who was self-respecting. Listening to the conversation between the two, what he said was the gains and losses of personal fame and fortune. He felt disappointed. This is the important minister of the Ming Dynasty today. The situation is so deteriorating. What hope is there?

Hou Xuanyan intentionally defames himself, and his words are becoming more and more similar to Zheng Zhilong. Zheng Zhilong secretly thought in his heart that this kid is also a restless person. If he didn't let go of the sea, he would really leave the world alone and learn from Zuo Liangyu to use the Qingjun side to avoid confrontation with the Qing soldiers. I can't stop him.

Thinking of this, Zheng Zhilong led the topic to the sea intentionally or unintentionally.

This move is exactly what Hou Xuanyan thought. Zheng Zhilong knew the situation on the sea now. He needed Hou Xuanyan to act in Jiangsu and Zhejiang to block the Iron Cavalry of the Qing Dynasty for him. After all, in Fujian today, he is the well-deserved grass-headed king of Fujian. However, when the Qing soldiers came, he was not sure. The fierce Qing Dynasty would tolerate him to continue to be a five real Fujian king.

Zheng Zhilong talked about the sky was full of splashes. Hou Xuanyan listened with relish. He finally couldn't help but interrupt and said, "Suzhou Prefecture and Songjiang Prefecture have many natural ports. If you want to stop the Qing soldiers, you might as well train the navy. If you have the opportunity, you can transport troops directly from the sea to the Zhili area of ​​Jingji. You can even directly attack Jiannu's nest, and even Liaodong can raid. Jiannu has heavy bows, horses, and archery, and it is like unloading Aoshi's crabs on the water, so I am preparing to train the navy and ask Duke Ping for more help."

Zheng Zhilong originally thought that he just wanted to let the rich merchants in Jiangsu and Zhejiang to get shocking business taxes, but he had decided to give up some business roads. Who knew that Hou Xuanyan was the navy and the combat power at the sea was Zheng Zhilong's trump card, so he naturally hoped that no one could get involved. However, Hou Xuanyan's words were concise and looked like he was not stingy. It seemed that the Southern Ming court was a little dissatisfied with his wishes, so he wanted to raise his troops south.

Zheng Zhilong, who weighed the pros and cons, decided that he could not lose his position on the water. He said with a heart-standard heart: "Brother Hou is right. Since this is the case, as long as the brother needs a naval commander, I will send someone to Fuzhou to tell me. I will definitely send troops to help my brothers get their nests."

Hou Xuanyan had known for a long time that he would not agree to his navy development, and he didn't care. He thought to himself that I asked you to take the water to get Jinling twice, and you didn't dare to go there, and he was still bragging here. He smiled and said, "I feel relieved if you have Duke Ping's words."

After three rounds of drinking, Hou Xuanyan's face turned red and he got up and wanted to say goodbye. Zheng Zhilong had a lot of things to do, so he wanted to discuss with his brothers and nephews. He asked for a few words and sent him out.

After getting on the horse, Hou Xuanyan immediately went drunk and said to Qin He: "Inquiry about Lu Zhenfei's mansion, let's go and visit."
Chapter completed!
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