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Chapter 707: The local tyrants in Annan give their heads quickly, divide your land and help Limin (2

"If Qiliner is here, can I not come?"

The old guy smiled and looked at his old Taoist robe and cloth shoes with his toes hanging from his toes.

Mr. Zhang was immediately amazed and laughed. If he hadn't been to the capital, he often came to his house.

The generals of Ji and Wu recognized this Master Bai of the Ming Dynasty, and they might have to be shot into a hornet's nest by random guns.

"You can talk to me to the bottom of this action. Is this action related to southern Henan, northern Hebei and other places?!"

Before Mr. Zhang could ask again, the old guy lowered his smile and said coldly.

After all, Li Dongyang has been in the officialdom for many years and has his own mighty attitude when sitting in a high position!

Then he saw his eyes staring at him, with the slightest momentum of the thunderous King Kong!

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the small pavilion seemed to slowly condense in his silent words.

Miaoan, who was beside him, lowered his head, but his hand slowly placed on the hilt of his waist.

The sisters who were cooking water and making tea silently lowered their heads and touched the chain hammer on their waists.

Ashikaga placed his hand behind his back and made several gestures.

The Ji Wushu Generals from afar quietly formed a surround at the pavilion, while the other groups spread out to guard the courtyard!

"Please tea."

Mr. Zhang smiled slightly and made a gesture to Li Dongyang.

The latter suddenly smiled, and for a moment, the condensed aura melted like the snow in spring.

"Hahaha...please!"

Li Dongyang smiled heartily, and gently squeezed the tea bowl with his hands on his long beard.

Suddenly the atmosphere relaxed, and everything seemed to disappear.

However, from Ji Wu General to Miaoan, they all relaxed.

However, Mr. Zhang had a warm smile on his face, accompanied by the erotic peach blossoms under the jade-like face.

It makes people look down on me and feel kind and kind, but no one knows that he curled his lips in his heart.

Bah~! Old fox, there are not only one or two people I met back then.

If you want to be fooled by someone, you will be fooled by me, and the business will be a good deal!

Mr. Zhang curled his lips in his heart, and the smiling Li Dongyang also cursed in his heart.

My husband! I just give you a try, let’s take a look at your wives and concubines!

One of them was dancing with swords and guns, and if I looked like a word popped out of my husband's mouth...

They dare to kill and bury!

I am a cabinet master after all, you are a fool, but you don’t even give me any face!

Not being a son of man! Not being a son of man!

Famous teachings and obscene words! Famous teachings and obscene words!!

Old Li was actually in tears. What if he respected the elderly?!

I am almost obedient. You scared me with a group of girls and murdered people and set fire with knives and guns...

Damn it really makes me feel sorry for you?!

Mr. Zhang firmly told Lao Li with his eyes: The boy is very sorry!

"When will the Chihu'er return to Beijing?! Zheng Bo asked many times that he wanted me to bring a letter to ask for advice, but he was afraid of disturbing the military matters..."

Seeing this crazy tiger-like smile, he obviously didn't intend to speak, Lao Li could only speak helplessly.

Fortunately, the old guy has been in the officialdom for many years, and he just wanted to slap himself in the face!

This kid, Chihu'er, is really like a tiger. If you touch him with a good mood, you may not be biting you.

If you pull him into a barb, this little brat can blow up instantly and tear you!

"It's too soon, I went to Yangjing a few times."

Mr. Zhang smiled faintly, bowed slightly and said softly: "Then take a boat north, stop in northern Guangdong and go back to Beijing directly."

People called themselves a young name and mentioned their son again. It was obvious that the old guy gave in!

If you get close to me in this way, I have an old friend with you!

Seeing this old guy not easy, Mr. Zhang could only sigh helplessly.

"I won't hide it from you. The gentry of the Ming Dynasty has been in danger for a long time! If it is not eradicated, it will inevitably lead to the disaster of the country's destruction!"

Li Dongyang did not speak, but slowly put down the teacup.

Then he saw him looking at the young master with bright eyes and saying word by word: "Can you know... is this method dangerous?!"

"If there is no complete method, the boy will not do it."

Mr. Zhang smiled reservedly and bowed slightly, saying, "The crazy tiger is still young, and even if you have been in twenty years, you will not be in a hurry."

Li Dongyang couldn't help but stop hearing this, and then he remembered it.

How old is this foolish tiger? Even twenty years later, he is still in his prime.

Jieshi's disciples Tang Yin, Xu Jing, Wang Shouren... and others have all been in high positions!

Not to mention his own son Li Zhengbo, he was almost full of fanaticism when he mentioned his young mentor!

In addition, these families will worship him as the God of Wealth, the prince is his disciple, and His Majesty is as kind as his son and nephew.

With the support of the two palaces, the generals and schools of the Military Emperor's College were all his disciples. Why did he worry about the big thing going?!

It can be said that as long as he did not rebel, the Ming Dynasty could be said to be letting him do anything.

As long as he does not rebel, even if he breaks the sky, countless people will help him get back.

"A crazy tiger! I'm afraid I can't see it, but please remember it!"

Li Dongyang breathed a deep breath and looked at Mr. Zhang with great sincerity: "Don't hurt the foundation of the Ming Dynasty!"

"Mr. Xiya! Why do you think I am doing this in Annan now and Tatars?!"

Mr. Zhang looked at this cabinet master, you! After all, it was the gaze of the times.

"Don't worry! You can see it, and... you can accomplish this without bleeding!"

It was also at this time that the whole Annan started a big party to smash the door and search the house!

Those prisoners who had been selected from prison camps early and had learned the Ming Dynasty dialect were leading the way with their heads held high.

Followed by their fellow countrymen, and then by former soldiers captured in Annan.

"Master Mingguo! This is Mr. Chen's home! Our brothers have surrounded him! We will definitely not ask them to escape!"

"Okay! Ruan Baoshou! This is your appointment letter, and you will be the chief secretary in this area from now on!"

The surrendered soldiers who could speak the Ming Dynasty were trembling with excitement when they saw the Ming Dynasty soldiers handing over a document in black armor.

Damn it! The ancestral tomb of labor and capital is smoking!

These were originally the positions of men, and even if you climb the mud legs for ten lifetimes, you won’t even think about touching them.

When the Ming Dynasty men came, they really gave us the position of the chief secretary?!

Don’t underestimate the position of the chief insurance company, this position is quite large.

Under the Baojia system that began in the Song Dynasty, there were one household, one owner, ten households, one a Jia, and ten Jia and one a Bao.

In other words, the chief of security has a hundred families under his jurisdiction!

"Let's start! Chief Ruan, don't let someone take things randomly!"

When Chief Ruan Bao heard this, he couldn't help but feel excited and quickly shouted and ordered in Annan dialect.

The servants of the yard of the freight association were surrounded by the yard with bright eyes.
Chapter completed!
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