Reborn Regent of Ming Dynasty

"Yunniang already has..."

They are in contact with each other every day. The messengers from the capital to the Fushan camp have never been cut off even under the most difficult circumstances. It is impossible for the tens of thousands of Qing troops to completely cut off the north-south communication. Some counties have never been conquered, but the transmission The difficulty of news must be increasing day by day.Bai Xiaosheng Novel Network www>

This year is not like later generations, Yishui expressways and asphalt national roads, even rural trails may be made of cement.There are no maps, no decent roads, muddy roads in rainy days, and knee-high snow in snowy days. Maintaining communication is easy to say, but it is really difficult to implement.

Just keeping the information flowing and finding the right loyal people in the right place to maintain the communication point is enough for Lin Wenyuan to gain a foothold in the Fushan system!

The news has been known for a long time, but it is another matter to tell it in person. [

As soon as Zhang Shouren opened his mouth, Sun Liangdong and his group who followed all laughed out loud.Zhang Shouren is the irreplaceable leader of Fushan. He has descendants, which undoubtedly means that the foundation has an undisputed successor. The Ming Dynasty will have soldiers, and the hereditary succession of Yingtou has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. In this regard, Zhang Shouren has nothing to do for the time being change, and have no intention of changing.

Meals are eaten bite by bite, and some changes, even beyond a hundred years.

Lin Wenyuan was also very happy, but also regretful: "I don't know when the birth will happen? Then, if possible, I still want to go back to Fushan."

"Let's see later."

Although he was uncle Lang's close relative, Zhang Shouren had no way to open the back door to Lin Wenyuan in such a matter, so he could only say vaguely: "As long as possible, I will definitely ask you to go back."

Having said that, Lin Wenyuan could only nod silently, and it was difficult to continue talking.

"Sir, here we are."

Everyone was dressed lightly, riding fast and wearing light furs. It didn't take long before they arrived at their destination.

The residence of the Prime Minister's mansion is naturally an eye-opener for this group of local leopards named Fushan.A few hundred steps away is the dismounting stone. Everyone dismounts, fastens the horses on the horse-hitting posts, and leaves someone to take care of them before walking on as a cart and moving on.

It is said to be an alley, but in fact it is almost the same as the widest street in Jiaozhou City. The front, back, left, and right sides are all the top rich and noble families with bells and lanterns. On the street, you can also faintly hear the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras. And Xue Guoguan's Prime Minister's Mansion is at the deepest part of the alley.

Lin Wenyuan was a frequent visitor, Sun Liangdong came here once, but it was the first time for team officers such as Zhang Shifu, Qian Wenlu and Su Wannian to come back. The rich appearance in front of them and the sense of coercion brought by the power of mastering this huge empire are all amazing. These generals felt a little trembling and breathless.

"You don't have to be nervous either."

Lin Wenyuan smiled and said: "Youngest Ge, I have some skills, but ten years ago, I was an official in Laizhou Prefecture. Are you an official? You haven't seen much? Old Ge is young, has a clear mind, and is shrewd. He has a good temper, but he is a bit overwhelmed, he is really in trouble, just like the official, he just wants to push it away..."

His introduction, of course, was said in a low voice. At the entrance of this alley, there are more than a hundred carriages and horses parked. The bearers and coachmen add up to several hundred. The servants also passed by non-stop, and it would have a lot to do with people hearing what they said.

Such half-joking words, and invisibly pulling Xue Guoguan's image down, the sacred and incomprehensible imagination in everyone's hearts has faded a lot... Anyway, Fushan and Shangxia have seen the world, and they are no longer that What if he is the prime minister of this great empire with a military household in the countryside?Now at this moment, don't the gentlemen just come to his house swaggeringly!