Wu Shouyu first took Jiang Jianxun home and saw his father Wu Jikun. When old friends met, they burst into tears. Wu Jikun followed Jiang Jianxun back then, and he was like a young man. He never thought that life's encounter would be so bizarre.

Speaking of Wu Jikun's words, Hou Xuan's performance is inseparable from his rise to the killing of all directions, and the unconventional measures of political action.

Jiang Jianxun was already tired, and endured his sleepiness and listened to his old friend and son, who were praising someone who occupied his house. When he turned around, he saw that Wang had been lying on the table early and fell asleep.

The next morning, the sleepy Jiang Jianxun had just woken up and opened the window to sing the birds and the flowers were fragrant.

Wu Jikun knew his old friend's hobbies and liked to wear a white long gown, which must be woven in brocade, as white as snowflakes. He brought a few maids and came with silk clothes worth a thousand taels of silver, asking them to serve Jiang Jianxun to change clothes.

Jiang Jianxun touched the silk dress and brocade and sighed: "Just change me to a normal dress."

The roads of the rivers and lakes are far away, and I am no longer a teenager in Jinling when I return. The scenery of Qinhuai River is still the same, and the beauty on the building has changed her face. Wasting time makes people grow old even more.

Inside and outside Suzhou City, there was joy. The wedding that Duke Yue delayed last time was finally about to restart.

Outside Gusu City, there were traffic and red silk tied on Taihu Lake. Everyone in the Marquis' Mansion was even more decorated with red ribbons, and there were busy figures everywhere, except for the groom.

Hou Xuanyan sat comfortably on the head of the bed with his feet barefoot, holding a book called "Zengguang Xianwen" and reading it with relish. This is simply a collection of ancient poisonous chicken soup. The various great principles in the book tell the injustice of the world and the helplessness of the depressed people.

Hou Xuanyan, who was inspired, reached out and touched him and was lying under him, sucking in his little mouth, and sucked her big-breasted maid who made a cute nose sound with a "um" signal, signaling her to be ready immediately and make her ready. After a while of relief, Hou Xuanyan put down the book in her hand and sighed: "The ancients said that there is a beauty in the book, and I will never deceive me. After reading the book, I feel so refreshed."

Ji'er choked, and her delicate throat twitched repeatedly, and she swallowed it all. Her face turned red, and the fragrant sweat on her temples wet her hair. She spat gently, "Ph."

Hou Xuanyan smiled grimly, pulled her up, and held her in her arms and put her hands on her.

Everyone knows that tomorrow is the day for Hou Xuanyan’s wedding, but they don’t know that there is another big thing for Hou Xuanyan today that makes him happy.

Hong Yizhuo led his men to confiscate three salt merchants in Yangzhou and Huai'an homes. The total amount of silver and 200,000 taels of gold were transported back to Suzhou. The accumulation of several generations of salt merchants in Lianghuai made themselves wedding clothes. This money is really easy to use for the funding of the Songjiang Navy.

For a long time, because of its high cost and similar performance, the Ming Dynasty's firearms, especially cannons, like to buy Franchise people.

But this is tantamount to placing one's own military industry on others, which is stupid and dangerous.

The rows of smoke-filled workshops of the Songjiang Navy gave Hou Xuanyan endless confidence. If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your weapons. As long as you have enough equipment to crush, the Northern Expedition will surely achieve twice the result with half the effort. Moreover, firearms are a fatal threat and weapon to important cities in the north.

At this time, a personal soldier outside shouted through the door: "Master General, Wu Shouyu from Jinling is asking for a visit."

Hou Xuanyan paused and thought to himself that I really wanted to meet these businessmen, so he put down the beauty in his arms, looked at Ji'er Luo Shang half-clear, blushed, and confused eyes. Hou Xuanyan touched a teacup and placed it on her trembling buttocks raised, and squeezed it and said, "I'll sprinkle the tea from back, see how I'll deal with you."

After saying that, he turned around and left. When he arrived at the hall, he saw a middle-aged man standing beside Wu Shouyu. Although he was a little tired, he was very dignified.

When the two met Hou Xuanyan, they saluted together and said, "Greetings to the Duke."

Hou Xuanyan nodded and said, "How is your father?"

Wu Shouyu was flattered and hurriedly said, "My father is fine. When he came, he told me to take good care of him. During the time when the Duke of the People was not in Jinling, our Wu family had decided to dig a port in Longtan to ease the commercial fortune of Songjiang Prefecture."

When Hou Xuanyan heard this, he was overjoyed and said, "Old Wu has always been a good comrade with vision and courage. I have long seen that your Wu family is a patriotic and righteous merchant. Let's do this. Most of the salt merchants in the two Huaihe River have been colluded with enemies. I have confiscated eight of them. I will get a share of the salt that has been left behind."

After thanking him with a smile, Wu Shouyu said, "Duke, this is Jiang Jianxun from Jinling, the Duke's photographed government..." Wu Shouyu gritted his teeth and continued, "Duke's photographed government was originally his house, but after escaping this time, he was already homeless."

Hou Xuanyan has always been good at dealing with people who fled north. No matter what the reason, it is good to dare to escape without being a slave. Because people in the north, if they want to escape back, they will definitely be a life-threatening death.

"Haha, when I first fell in love with that yard, I thought no one lived there. I didn't expect that the owner came back. The place is now the government, so it's not easy to move. Let's do this. I'll accompany you to the same yard. What do you think?"

It doesn’t matter if the government can move on its own, so it’s a matter of fear that all the officials in the North will strongly oppose it.

When Jiang Jianxun saw that the famous Duke of Yue was as young as the legendary one. He was handsome and extraordinary, with one shoulder high and one low, and looked like a slutty person. Who knew that he was so easy to talk to? As for the Central Plains, Hou Xuanyan was eight feet long, like a hill, and liked to eat living people. Jiang Jianxun didn't believe it at the beginning.

"The Duke of the Kingdom serves the country and the people, and a mere house should be dedicated to the Duke of the Kingdom, but my ancestor tablet and the Forget-Wife Spirit Card are hopeful that I can have the opportunity to enter the mansion and move out to offer it."

When Hou Xuanyan heard this, he quickly said, "Of course, I will write a certificate now and send my personal guards to take you back to Jinling to get this done."

Hou Xuanyan knows only a limited knowledge of things in the north. Since Jiang Jianxun escaped from the north and had been wandering for so long, he must have known some.

So Hou Xuanyan pulled Jiang Jianxun and asked. Seeing that Duke Yue was so interested, Jiang Jianxun talked about what he saw and heard from beginning to end.

Jiang Jianxun’s experience is indescribable, it is simply a legendary story about escape from the Jedi. Moreover, the various cool politics and the tragic experiences of the people in the north also made Hou Xuanyan angry.

Manchu Jiannu believed in force, so their series of insulting policies, such as land enclosure, shaving, and changing clothes, would be abusive to the city and vent their anger and shock other people when they encountered a little resistance.
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