Chapter 37 Yunnan General

When I arrived at Ziwei Pavilion, who knew that the matchmaker was not there. I heard from the maid, but I went to chat with the old lady.

Ye Zhao had to go back to the room. Although he was not in North Korea, the little guy Rong'er had already helped his husband get things done between Sharaba and Hua Ji. The two of them officially became the princes of the prince's palace, but the prince was not in Guangzhou, and Hua Ji and Sharaba would not dare to live in the palace. The five wives and concubines today didn't even talk.

Lying on the soft couch, just half asleep and half awake, the maid reported outside that the Hong Master was back.

Ye Zhaoteng sat up and left the house excitedly. Then he felt funny. Why did Sharapova react like when she heard about her going to see her? But sometimes, it seems that she really feels that the matchmaker is her own dependence. Perhaps no matter how strong a man is outside, he hopes to have a harbor of his soul to live in.

I not only love and respect for the matchmaker, but also have an unspeakable attachment.

Ziwei Pavilion is full of colorful lights, and the furniture is gorgeous. In front of the gilded dressing table, the matchmaker is reading the newspaper. She obviously had already taken a shower before she asked the maid to inform him. The matchmaker was lightly scribbling, peach cheeks and cherry mouths, with charm. After bathing, the dark cloud bun was untied and dispersed, which was shockingly beautiful. The matchmaker with her shoulder hair made Ye Zhao dry. Looking down, the red silk silk pajamas and pajamas looked extremely soft and soft. Under the pink jaw, the snow was greasy, and the temptation was hard to describe. He pulled the small color bead embroidered slippers. The delicate little feet appeared and fainted under the red satin pants, which seemed to control Ye Zhao's heartbeat, and it was sometimes fast and sometimes sparse as the red satin swayed.

"What are you doing?" The matchmaker looked at Ye Zhao helplessly, this husband who always looks like a little pervert in front of her.

Ye Zhao coughed dryly and hurriedly calmed down, but he saw that the matchmaker was reading the article about his inspection of Fujian by Guangdong News. The efficiency of the newspaper industry is now. The reporters came back a day ago, but they didn't expect that the entire front page of the Guangdong News today was a report of the Regent's inspection of the countryside.

The article has praised the Regent as the greatest saint from ancient times to the present, and as if there were no such wise king as the Regent since the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors. Of course, some comments quoted the Regent’s saint theory, and the analysis was reasonable, such as the responsibilities of officials, the principles of law, and the development of rural areas, which correctly reflect Ye Zhao’s intentions.

To be honest, in the era of high imperial power, allowing newspapers to publicly comment on kings and comment on kings has made great progress. The pen to write articles must be pondered by word, for fear that the praise is not so appropriate. Moreover, Ye Zhao's move has boosted the newsprint behavior, which is a great encouragement and stimulation to the entire industry. Even in private, no one would say bad things about the Regent? Not to mention that after following the Regent's reporters who inspected Fujian, they would have praised the Regent as unparalleled in the sky and underground.

The photos posted are all long-range photos, which are relatively blurry. After modification, although it can be seen that the Regent King Feng is as beautiful as jade, if someone who knows Ye Zhao compares these photos with Ye Zhao, he will definitely not think that they are the same person.

Next to the Guangdong Daily, there are several books, but they are works by Confucian scholars of the Southern Dynasty, discussing freedom of people's livelihood, etc. This is the direction of academic development in the Southern Dynasty.

Ye Zhao said in his heart that the matchmaker is the matchmaker. After buying so many jewelry, jewelry, rouge and water powder, the woman next to her had been eager to appreciate her spoils, but the matchmaker obviously had little interest.

"I'll go to Changsha tomorrow." The matchmaker said in a deep thought.

Ye Zhao nodded slightly. The second town of Harrich entered Guizhou and at the same time cleared several strongholds of the Qing army on the south bank of the Yangtze River in Xichuan. The fifth town of Matchmaker, the sixth town, guarded Hunan and looked for an opportunity to attack the Hunan army. Although Changsha was defeated, Zeng Guofan was very tenacious. He was defeated repeatedly and repeatedly defeated. However, the Pingyuan army was not comparable to the Taiping army, and he could not give him a chance to turn things around.

Ye Zhao thought for a while and said, "I am going to launch a battle in Zhejiang to destroy the Huai Army and to force the six kings to agree to our peace agreement."

Temporarily negotiate peace with the northern countries, and make every effort to eliminate the Taiping Army, and get the southeast half. In this way, the economic circle controlled by the Southern Dynasties can develop rapidly and become a staggering force with the northern countries. If the development continues, the greater the chance of winning against the Northern Dynasties. Of course, this also depends on various external factors, such as Tsarist Russia's support for the northern countries, the attitude of the European countries, etc.

Europeans have always liked to make money in wars. In the Civil War in the United States, British fire merchants spared no effort to sell southern weapons, let alone the dispute between the Far East, South and Northern Dynasties.

No matter what, it is my primary task to pacify Jiangnan. Only by setting the southeast half of the wall can I be qualified to say something later.

The Six Kings and their think tanks will also see their intentions, but now he also urgently needs time to change the army, buy weapons, build an arsenal and a shipyard, etc.

Not to mention that Shi Dakai is fighting with the Qing army in Henan, with sword front directing directly to the capital, while the Qing army in various parts of Jiangnan fought against the Pingyuan army suffered heavy losses. In North Korea, the Pingyuan army stationed troops, and the six kings had no troops to go to Korea to suppress the rebellion, but they also had to set up defenses outside the pass to prevent the Pingyuan army from entering the Yalu River.

With all this, the North needs time to breathe.

If he gave him another fatal blow in Zhejiang, the peace talks would be accomplished. Zou Kaizhi, the peace talks envoy of the Southern Dynasty, learned a lot about how to get the benefits that he could not get on the battlefield from the negotiating table, and he would definitely kill the Northern Kingdom with a fierce blow.

Ye Zhao's only worry was that he didn't know whether he could take the prince to Guangzhou through peace talks, so he could only look at Zou Kaizhi's ability.

"Sanbao, no problem." The matchmaker nodded with a smile. The matchmaker's five generals under Ye Zhao's command, Zhao Sanbao is the matchmaker's favorite.

Ye Zhao smiled: "If you say there is no problem, then there is no problem." As he said that, he turned sideways and sat on the soft pier. The matchmaker had no choice but to bow and give in.

Ye Zhao sat down honestly and unceremoniously at the matchmaker's soft body, stretched his arms to wrap around the matchmaker's slender waist, the matchmaker was as angry as orchid, and the peach-chessed cherry mouth was right in front of him. Ye Zhao was very happy and even kicked off the slippers, one pair of feet on one side, and stuffed it into the matchmaker's embroidered slippers without saying anything. The matchmaker was startled. He didn't know Ye Zhao's intention, and his jade feet were busy dodging. When he came back to his senses, it was too late to get in. Ye Zhao's toes had to step on Ye Zhao's toes. Ye Zhao's soft little feet had to step on Ye Zhao's feet, and Ye Zhao's big feet were stepping on the matchmaker's fragrant embroidered shoes, and the matchmaker's delicate and smooth little feet were stepped on the toes. The right arm was tightened. This ambiguous and absurd posture made the matchmaker's pretty face turn red, but Ye Zhao smiled foolishly.

"You, you're not in a good position all day long." The matchmaker angrily said.

Ye Zhao smiled and said, "Who told my wife that she is so beautiful?" As he said that, he glanced at the matchmaker's delicate and red lips, his heart was hot, and he leaned over and said, "Wife, I want to eat your rouge."

The matchmaker was stunned, blushing and stuttering in a low voice: "Go, go to bed." The sound was so thin that it was so thin that the red curtain on the bed was drooping, and the light was dim. It would be too unreasonable to say that Ye Zhao was light in this bright room as bright as day.

The ruthless and decisive enemy was bullied and stuttered. Ye Zhao's blood boiled, but he smiled and said, "What did you say? I can't hear it, just shout loudly."

The matchmaker was so angry that she bit her red lips, but she had no choice but to put it in Ye Zhao's ear and begged in a low voice: "Go to bed, okay?"

"Okay..." The fairy fairy chanted, and Ye Zhao's voice trembled. He reached out and picked up the snow-smelling and fragrant fairy concubine, and said in a confused manner: "You, call me a good husband, or you won't go..."

The matchmaker pursed her red lips tightly, thinking that you little pervert can hold it back? Sure enough, Ye Zhao walked quickly towards the bedside without waiting for her answer.

The matchmaker was exposed in her heart, muttered a pervert in her heart, then her face turned red and buried in Ye Zhao's arms.

The red curtain hangs low, the big bed creaking, and the intermittent moans with crying sounds make people's blood thrill. If you see the heroic posture of the matchmaker on the battlefield, no one would have thought that the terrifying female war god was so charming that it was so soft that it was so soft that it was now. In a moment, a delicate and tender snow foot stretched out from the red curtain, coated with a faint rose red, delicate and dripping, and the toes were raised with force. The extremely attractive curve, shaking with the creaking sound, with endless charm...

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When Ye Zhao met the Yunnan Governor Lao Chongguang at Yin'an Palace on the afternoon of the next day, he was still a little confused. If he could not conquer your heart, he would conquer your body first. Perhaps the uncertainty about the love of the matchmaker made Ye Zhao have such an evil mentality. The matchmaker's charming and tender body was really a ecstasy and wanted to die on her.

Just after seeing off the beautiful woman, she felt a sense of regret. When will she truly blend with the matchmaker? Perhaps, she really has to wait until the Qing Dynasty’s national name is cut off? Otherwise, she would be afraid that she would not be able to let go of some things and understand some things.

Shaking his head, Ye Zhao focused his eyes on the two people sitting properly on the side of the sofa. One was the former governor of Yunnan, Lao Chongguang, and the person who followed Lao Chongguang to pay homage to Ye Zhao was Li Guanghe, the magistrate of the border hall of Yunnan Town.

Lao Chongguang had already handed over the relationship with former Guangxi Governor Cen Tianhua, and when he went to Guangxi to take office, he came to visit the Empress Dowager, the Emperor, the Regent, and Li Guanghe, the Border Department of Pu'er Prefecture, Yunnan, to be recommended by him as the deputy director of the Guangxi Police Department.

Now the governor has basically become a simple civilian official and no longer serves as the admiral. But for granted, the police station has become an armed force that the governor hopes to master. Lao Chongguang went to Guangxi to take office and recommended his old subordinate as the deputy director of the police station. Ye Zhao was not disgusted with this.

The governor elected by Western society also has to appoint his own candidates as the main brains of various institutions, just to make the government clear. In today's provinces in the Southern Dynasties, the provincial governments and the governors can be in a consistent manner and efficient manner. As long as the supervision is well-informed, it is not hindered. As for the appointment and supervision of officials to prevent corruption, it is another problem. You can only take it slowly. At least in the current system, it is difficult for a provincial governor to cover the sky with his hands and form a small hill from top to bottom.

Ye Zhao encouraged Lao Chongguang, and although Li Guanghe, who had a triangular eye and a not very kind face, was disliked, Ye Zhao would not judge people by his appearance. Looking at the archives of Li Guanghe of the official room, he was quite extraordinary. He had always been a military general in the border guard and suppressed several uprisings of ethnic minorities in southern Xinjiang.

Of course, the official room has not long been implemented in a detailed official archive system. Most of the previous experiences of officials were filled in by Shangguan. The water was too high and it was not accurate. From now on, this experience will be filled in by the official room from many aspects. The opinions of Enping Wei from all provinces are also an important part.

"The people in Guangxi are strong, remember the intention of being kind and kind to comfort the people." Ye Zhao reminded him with a serious face.

Lao Chongguangxin said I don’t know if you are going to set me on fire. Guangxi has always been a troublemaker. This is not good. If there is a civil unrest, you will have to rely on me if you are afraid of you.

But naturally he looked kind and claimed that he was.

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