Carrying AK into Ming Dynasty

Chapter 929 Your Fate
"Ah Choo! -- Ah Choo! -- Ah Choo! --" Liu Hongjian sneezed three times at Zhu Cihong.

I don't know if it's because he just came back from the south and the temperature is not used to it, or what, but Liu Hongjian has been sneezing for the past two days.

"Brother Liu is suffering from a cold, isn't your Baijiahei specially used for that kind of cold?" Zhu Cihong said while busy.

The Dongnuange was in a mess at the moment. There was a chopping board where the memorabilia should have been placed, and there were a lot of spices in bottles and jars beside it, such as chili, pepper, cumin powder, salt oil brushes and so on.

That's right, Zhu Cihong is learning how to barbecue.

"How many times have I told you that you have to turn the oil while brushing it. Why do you always forget to oil it? Look? Is it burnt?"

Liu Hongjian felt sorry for the burnt beef. It was the top quality Kobe tendon meat he brought from Japan. Zhu Cihong never roasted it well in such an hour. Sometimes he even forgot to add salt, which made him I can only eat and drink meat skewers full of bad taste.

Last night was so unrestrained that Liu Hongjian didn't recover until noon today. He thought that he should report to the small leader about his work after running in Nanyang for so long, so after washing up, he took a piece of beef to the palace.

Liu Hongjian has a lot of experience in roast meat. Premium beef and mutton are the base, and cumin and chili powder are the soul. Now they are complete. If there is a master who can roast, it is simply delicious.

Liu Hongjian snatched the meat skewers from Zhu Cihong's hand like iron and steel, and motioned him to wait for free food, holding a cattail fan in his left hand, and skillfully turning the sizzling meat skewers with his right hand.

Fresh beef is naturally stored in the ring space. In order to guard against future emergencies, there is always a lot of drinking water and food in his ring, and there is no need to worry about spoilage.

"Brother Liu, you don't have too much shochu, leave me an altar of seventy or eighty, after all, it's all the thoughts left by the emperor." Zhu Cihong was not angry, and sat down to drink on his own Soju.

This shochu was originally a treasure in his money, and it was inherited from the old man Chongzhen's family, but because of his own negligence, Liu Hongjian cheated all of it away, so that Zhu Cihong had to ask Liu Hongjian for it if he wanted to drink it.

"Not much, not much, I've been drunk up by those idiots of the navy." Liu Hongjian waved his hands recklessly.

Small sample, you don't know how much good wine you have in your wallet, why Mao wants to attack us with the idea of ​​burning knives.

Zhu Cilang was not angry when he heard the words, and he took a bunch of meat from Liu Hongjian and grinned while eating, saying: "If you don't give it, you won't give it. If there is not much, I don't believe you are willing to share the wine with the soldiers. Well, this The kebabs are delicious!

This is my first time eating meat skewers! "Zhu Cihong ate the meat skewers while drinking the wine.

"Oh, by the way, Brother Liu, people all over the world are singing praises for you recently, have you heard that?"

"How could you not know? My ears can almost hear cocoons." Liu Hongjian said disdainfully.

"The day before yesterday, people from the Secretary of General Administration and the Ministry of Industry handed over many memorials to build a shrine for you, but I rejected them all. Don't be angry. It is useless to waste people and money on building a shrine, so I will make my own decisions. It's gone." Zhu Cihong glanced at Liu Hongjian and said.

Although he knew that the instigator would not be angry about this matter, he was still a little guilty.

"Well, it's a good job, but it's still not perfect. If someone builds a ancestral hall for us in the future, you can tell them that there is no need to build a ancestral hall. If you really want to thank us, just ask them to send the silver. We like silver more. ’” Liu Hongjian said without shame.

He didn't know if someone was instigating behind these things, but he was sure that someone was driving this wave, so his words were not very polite.

"That's how much money there is. Our Xishan Business Cooperation is a cornucopia! According to the British public, this year's trade volume is more than double that of last year!" Zhu Cihong said happily.

At the same time, he was also implying to Liu Hongjian that Xishan Shanghe hadn't paid dividends for a long time, and without Liu Hongjian as the big shopkeeper, he, the big shareholder, wouldn't be able to get any dividends.

"You can wait until you have time, the emperor will tell the minister about the matter of adding Jiuxi first." Liu Hongjian said meaningfully.

As the commander of Jin Yiwei, he will be told every move he makes in the court. He has been in harmony with the courtiers for two or three years.

Why did the courtiers suddenly ask for rewards for him?Is it really to thank him for his contribution to Daming?hehe!
"Brother Liu, are you blaming me?" Zhu Cihong's expression was very surprised.

"Adding Jiuxi is not as simple as it sounds. Although it is a courtesy to those who have meritorious service, the steps are extremely cumbersome. I thought Brother Liu would get tired of this kind of honor that is nothing but empty shells." Zhu Cihong explained.

"Of course I'm surprised by these red tapes, but doesn't the emperor think it's strange? Why would the courtiers ask for titles for me? I don't think my relationship with them is that good!" Liu Hongjian snorted softly.

In order to reform the bad government these years, he almost offended the nobles, relatives, and courtiers over and over again, how could they be so kind.

"Brother Liu, did you think too much? The courtier's evaluation of you is quite fair!" Zhu Cihong said disapprovingly.

"You can pull it down. With your temperament, how will you face the siege of the officials in the future? They are all cannibals." Liu Hongjian said.

In the past few years, Zhu Cihong's personality has changed a lot, and he vaguely feels that in many respects, Xiao Zhu is on par with him, and he is no longer the decent prince.

But most of the time, you can’t become an idol if you learn from an idol. For example, Zhu Cihong, the two are in different positions and environments.

Back then when Liu Hongjian made his fortune, he was cruel to courtiers and nobles. It was because Ming Dynasty was in troubled times. Now that the world is at peace, he still does this kind of thing. In addition, he is still the emperor. Faint kings and tyrants are more likely.

"Brother Liu, this is alarmist talk, why do you think they are so unbearable, besides, even if I can't beat them, don't you still have Brother Liu?" Zhu Cihong said disapprovingly.

"As a ruler, one should not trust one person, nor be suspicious of ghosts, one should not favor one person, and one should not twist courtiers into one.

You have to remember that ever-changing remains the same. You must always pay attention to the living conditions of the people and understand their demands. As long as you can feed them well and dress them warmly, you can sit firmly.

This road is not easy to walk. Don't be impatient when you encounter problems, but keep vigilant at all times. This is your destiny.

Also, Your Majesty, Nanyang has been conquered, and I should be removed from the title of Prince Regent. "Liu Hongjian said meaningfully.

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(End of this chapter)