As long as there are insects around, there will always be scenes of laughter that can make people laugh.

This man seems to be as full of happiness as the name he gave himself.

Fan Chong entered the small study room of Taisun Mansion. The barbarian, who had begun to regard himself as a thoroughly enlightened man, knelt in front of the desk and expressed his lofty ideals and beliefs that he was willing to go through fire and water for the great cause of the Ming Dynasty.

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He is like a living treasure.

He talks about all the important matters of life and death between heaven and earth with such joy.

Gao Yangzhi reached out to pick up the empty tea cup and raised his hands in front of him, trying to block his face that was about to burst into laughter.

Zhu Yunxi, who was sitting behind the desk, looked at Tian Mai who was lagging behind and walked in with a slight smile on his face, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

Tian Mai was helpless. He had just made such an oversight and let Fan Chong rush into the small study first.

"Fan worm."

Zhu Yunxi muttered something, put his hands on the desk and stood up.

Fan Chong, who knelt down in front of the desk, immediately raised his head and said, "Wei Chen is here, what are your orders from His Highness? Wei Chen will definitely die of exhaustion with all his devotion!"

"It seems that you have read a lot of books recently." Zhu Yunxi said with a smile, walked lightly to Fan Chong, squatted down and patted Fan Chong on the back.

Fan Chong put his hands on the ground, and kept kicking his two feet behind him to change his direction, and continued to aim at His Royal Highness.

He said with a smile on his face: "Wei Chen is an official of the imperial court and an official of the Ming Dynasty. Naturally, he has to read more books."

"It's good to study." Zhu Yunxi affirmed, then looked down at Fan Chong: "Speaking of which, there is a place where you can go and fight for the Ming Dynasty right away, and be wrapped in horse leather."

puff……

Gao Yangzhi on the side finally couldn't help it. He held a tea cup with one hand to cover half of his face, and covered his mouth with the other hand behind him, but some noises still leaked out.

Fan Chong was stunned.

Aren't those words just polite? Why do you seem to take them seriously when it comes to me?

"Your Highness...Weichen...Weichen is willing to go!"

Fan Chong only hesitated for a moment, and finally agreed firmly.

Zhu Yunxi said with a smile: "After all, you are from the Ming Dynasty!"

Fan Chong, who was ready to die, immediately smiled on his tense face: "Wei Chen is born as a member of the Ming Dynasty, and dies as a ghost of the Ming Dynasty!"

"Get up and sit down by yourself. I won't pour you tea."

Zhu Yunxi said casually, then returned to the desk and sat down.

The small study is naturally called a small study, but in fact the small study is not small at all.

Deep in the small study room, there are layers of bookshelves that reach the end of the ceiling. The place where Zhu Yunxi lives every day is just the outermost side of the small study room.

Fan Chong carefully poured himself a cup of tea.

Just this set of tea sets randomly placed in Taisun's house is enough to buy the boss a piece of land in Europe.

On those bookshelves, in addition to piles of memorials and court documents, there were even more rare ancient books from the Central Plains that Fan Chong had never heard of before, as well as classic collections from various houses.

The most valuable thing in the Ming Dynasty is not the gorgeous and exquisite utensils, but these books that have been quietly hidden in the years.

Ever since he became an official of the Ming Dynasty and returned to Europa, Fan Chong suddenly had this awakening.

Although he has integrated himself into the people of Ming all the time, Fan Chong still thinks about it from time to time. If he brings all the books of Ming back to Europa, what kind of culture will be nurtured in that land.

Variety.

This is a bold idea, and perhaps a bold attempt.

Zhu Yunxi's eyes are always casual, but he never misses any detail.

The small study room of Taisun Mansion can be said to have the largest collection of books in the entire world besides the imperial palace.

Thanks to the Kong family.

Since the small study was completely built, anyone who walks in here for the first time will be shocked by the collection of books here.

It's just that Fan Chong's gaze is different from anyone else's.

Zhu Yunxi narrowed his eyes slightly: "The writing of the Central Plains cannot be read on a piece of paper."

He spoke very decisively and did not give Fan Chong any undue thoughts.

Fan Chong was slightly startled, and hurriedly withdrew his gaze from the bookshelves, and faced the grandson with his hands raised: "I will obey your highness's order and will definitely inform all European businessmen who come to the Ming Dynasty about this rule."

Zhu Yunxi smiled slightly, he was not worried that these people would sneak away with Zhongyuan books.

All foreign merchant ships will be watched by Jin Yiwei as long as they dock at any dock in Daming. All goods on board will be inspected in advance.

Nanzhen Fusi issued a death order.

As long as a mistake is discovered, the highest level of prosecution will be the first level of the official of Qianhu, Fusi, Beizhen, and the crime will reach the third generation.

No one dares to despise this order, which is only executed within Jinyiwei.

Gao Yangzhi crossed the tea cup in his hands and finally had the chance to pour himself a cup of tea.

The tea has long been cold, and the tea soup brewed in advance in the big teapot is not for drinking tea, but for quenching thirst.

But in the small study room of Taisun Mansion, this has always been the rule.

Pour the tea yourself, and continue reading or doing other things when you are no longer thirsty.

If you want to have a cup of tea, there is a place next to Taisun Mansion where there are birds singing, flowers fragrant, water pavilions and terraces.

Gao Yangzhi drank three cups of tea in a row before he felt satisfied.

Then he looked at Fan Chong who was sitting opposite him with a smile, and said: "His Highness wanted to entrust the European Supervisor with an important task, but I don't know what happened. The cabinet is willing to fully help the European Supervisor to live up to His Highness's expectations."

A matter of trust."

The cabinet is now the largest bureaucracy in the imperial court.

Fan Chong recalled in his mind the instructions given to him by the naval generals who had received the news when he was about to arrive at Yingtian City.

This young man turned out to be an official in the cabinet.

Fan Chong immediately raised his hand to Gao Yang Zhi Gong, then sat on the chair and looked sideways at Zhu Yunxi: "Your Highness, the Emperor's Grandson, I will definitely complete the task and will not let His Highness down."

Zhu Yunxi's palm gently fell on the desk, and he gently turned the square white jade finger: "I want the European Supervisor to go outside the pass, to the grassland, to the depths of Mobei, and to the Oara tribe near Tielianggutan.

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Every time a location came out of Zhu Yunxi's mouth, Fan Chong's heart skipped a beat.

When finally, when the location of Tielianggutan was revealed, Fan Chong was already a little dizzy.

Everyone knows that the current Oara tribe is in the area of ​​Telianggutan.

If you go north, you can reach the lost point. If you go south, you can also control the inner part.

The emperor's grandson is going to throw himself into the confidant of the Wala tribe!

Mahamu, who just came from the Oara tribe today, was scolded as a soft-footed horse. Now he is about to be sent to the Oara tribe?

Fan Chong was really panicking.

He asked in a low voice: "What does Your Highness want Wei Chen to do?"

After finishing speaking, Fan Chong's face darkened again and he puffed up his chest slightly.

He took two deep breaths to suppress the uneasiness in his heart.

"If Your Highness gives Wei Chen 100 people, Wei Chen will set up a trap to assassinate the upper class of Wala. If there are a thousand people, Wei Chen will surround and kill all the upper class of Wala. If Your Highness gives Wei Chen 10,000 people, Wei Chen will lead him now.

The men rushed into the grassland and completely wiped out the Oara tribe!"

Zhu Yunxi chuckled repeatedly.

The green-eyed and red-haired Fanchong in front of you is really timid and brave, making it difficult for people to tell whether he is someone who is not afraid of death or someone who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

Gao Yangzhi smiled slightly and said softly: "Envoy Ou, the Ming Dynasty still has millions of troops, and the Ming Dynasty has not yet needed Envoy Ou to go into battle to kill the enemy."

There is no need to go into battle to kill the enemy.

When Fan Chong heard these appropriate words, his hanging heart finally fell to the ground silently. He groaned and said, "Then what does Your Highness want Wei Chen to do?"

"You just go to the grassland to do business!" Zhu Yunxi tapped his fingers on the desk, and his five fingers moved rhythmically, making a sound like a horse's hooves: "The imperial court will give you enough gold and silver, and will even prepare more for you.

Enough tea, salt, silk, and even a certain amount of ironware, such as pots and pans."

Doing business?

You can do this yourself!

Fan Chong quickly asked: "What kind of business does Your Highness want Wei Chen to do on the grassland?"

"Do your best to buy all the cattle and sheep on the grassland! If you don't succeed in one year, you will have two years. If you don't succeed in two years, keep doing it."

Zhu Yunxi's face was firm, without any hesitation.

"Buy all the cattle and sheep on the grassland?" Fan Chong was a little puzzled. This seemed to be a serious business. Why was there any need to do it by myself?
To be continued...