The third day of the leap month.

The small main hall was tense. Although Zhang Juzheng was still sitting steadily, his face was not very good-looking. The only servant he brought was already scolding him with a humble mouth.

Qian Yuan curled his lips and winked, and Zhang San slapped him in the face.

Okay, three teeth were slapped out by this slap, and the servant covered his mouth and lay on the ground. After a while, a pool of blood was found on the ground.

Qian Yuan covered his forehead and was speechless. Zhang San, your eyes are blind! Is this wink for you to hit someone?

"You Qi!" Zhang Juzheng was furious, "Qian Yuan, what do you want to do!"

You Qi?

Qian Yuan looked at the servants on the ground curiously. This was You Qi, the butler of Zhang's family whom countless officials later flattered?

"It's just that I'll stay for a few more days." Qian Yuan spread his hands repeatedly, "Zhang San, who asked you to hit someone, why don't you help me and apply medicine?"

"Keep the guest?" Zhang Juzheng shook his sleeves, "That's how your Songjiang Qian family keeps the guest?"

After breakfast today, Zhang Juzheng was going to Ligang. Qian Yuan naturally had to try his best to keep him. Who knew if this guy was going to Ligang and Mingjun was going to fight.

But unexpectedly, Zhang Juzheng insisted on his own actions. Qian Yuan advised him for a long time but it was useless. At this moment, You Qi jumped out and criticized him... Yes, one was just a scholar, the other was a Jinshi on two lists, and he was from Shujishi and his identities were very different.

Now, You Qi was slapped by Zhang San, and Qian Yuan simply took advantage of the opportunity to keep Zhang Juzheng.

Seeing Zhang Juzheng enter the study, Qian Yuan turned around and stared at Zhang San. He was originally going to sell his favor, but he didn't expect to offend the person first!

"Nothing bad..."

"Nothing is serious?" Qian Yuan kicked over, "Let you lose a few teeth before saying this!"

Zhang San hid on his side and said flatteringly: "Young Master, there is no movement today."

"What's the movement?" Li Si, who didn't know the inside story, looked around suspiciously.

"Don't worry." Qian Yuan waved his hand, "Li Si, stare at the study room, don't let people out, Zhang San, stare outside, send any news immediately."

But nothing happened next. Qian Yuan spent the whole day in trepidation, and he began to wonder if there was something wrong with his memory.

Qian Yuan liked history when he was a student in his previous life. Later, he was sent to the Propaganda Office. He often read various history books without any work. This is his confidence in this plan.

Qian Yuan knew the history of the Ming Dynasty very well, but it was difficult for him to remember the time when an event happened. He could only judge which event was ahead and which event was behind, and the logical causal relationship between the two events.

But Qian Yuan remembered it very clearly when Wang Jun attacked Ligang, and the reason was very simple, it was leap month.

Qian Yuan has calculated based on the current calendar. The last leap month was half a Jiazi before, and the next leap month was nearly ten years later. The leap month this year should be the time when Wang Zhi was defeated and went to Japan to establish the King of Hui.

After waiting until midnight, Qian Yuan in the yard sighed and pushed open the door of the study.

"Brother, I offended many people..."

Before Qian Yuan could finish his words, Zhang Juzheng had already interrupted, "Master Zhongcheng wants to take action against Ligang."

At this time, Zhang Juzheng had not experienced much hardship, but he was a smart person after all. He quickly recalled what he said in the governor's office a few days ago. He firmly emphasized his tone: "I guessed right."

Qian Yuan bowed, "No, uncle, brother is really keen..."

"Okay, there's no need to say about this kind of scene." Zhang Juzheng waved his hand, "I should have thought of... two questions long ago."

"Please say it."

"First, stop me from going to Ligang, this is good intention." Zhang Ju said expressionlessly: "But why do you need to do it?"

"Not me..."

"There is no need to say anything like "the unscrupulous" in the imperial court."

Qian Yuan stuck there speechlessly, and after a long time, he smiled bitterly: "That guy used to be a thug, and he couldn't look at him at all. I'm pretty..."

"Okay, I'll be a chef for you after returning to Hangzhou!"

Zhang Juzheng stared at Qian Yuan without turning his eyes, "I can't go to Ligang, I will set off and return to Beijing immediately."

"Recorded in the account?"

"Hmph." Zhang Juzheng's face looked better and he reached out to signal Qian Yuan to sit down.

Qian Yuan sat down with a smile and asked Li Si to change two new cups of tea. He also knew that Zhang Juzheng was just a few jokes and found a way out.

After taking a sip of tea, Zhang Juzheng waited for Li Si to go out before whispering: "Second, why did you appear in Ningbo?"

Qian Yuan narrowed his eyes and lowered his head slightly, bent his fingers and knocked on the edge of the teacup.

"How do you know that the governor is going to attack Ligang? And you also know the specific time?" Zhang Juzheng asked, "What do you want to do?"

"These are four questions." Qian Yuan laughed and said, "I don't know the specific time, just in case I protect you. Uncle, brother, does this favor count?"

"I really deserve to be a businessman for several months." Zhang Juzheng sneered, "I have thought about it carefully. In the Governor's yamen that day, you don't seem to agree with the attack on Ligang?"

"Of course I don't agree." Qian Yuanyun smiled lightly and said: "It's okay if he lost the attack on Ligang, but it just ruined the career of this Zhongcheng, and it would be bad if he won."

"Uh...cough cough cough..." Zhang Juzheng, who took another sip of tea, was choked. Is it a better result to cut off his career?

"No matter whether Wang Zhi dies or escapes, the uncontrolled Japanese pirates will attack everywhere and rob the people." Qian Yuan sighed, "Master Zhongcheng is stabbing a hornet's nest."

"real?"

"Let's wait and see." Qian Yuan smiled bitterly: "Whether it is the court or the chief minister, they all believe that destroying Ligang and killing Wang Zhi can calm the Japanese pirates..."

"But in fact, without Ligang, those businessmen who make a living by trading will no longer expect. Do you expect them to return to the mainland to do those small businesses?"

"Without Ligang, who are those cotton cloths and silks sold?"

"Without Ligang, what should the farmers who grow cotton and mulberry and hemp?"

Zhang Juzheng's cheek twitched violently, "What do you mean is that they will all become Japanese pirates?"

"Maybe." Qian Yuan shrugged, "Shuangyu Port and Li Port have been destroyed one after another, and the court has completely closed the door of trade. What will those who have gained countless benefits through maritime trade in the past few decades do?"

Seeing Zhang Juzheng's face was gloomy, Qian Yuan comforted: "Actually, many people in the southeast coast know this. Okay, this doesn't matter to us. Anyway, the market tax will not be included in the Ministry of Revenue..."

Zhang Juzheng's face showed a painful look, which turned into perseverance, "I will return to Beijing immediately."

The Gengxu Rebellion three years ago disappointed the young Zhang Juzheng, and everything about to happen made the young man mature quickly.

Zhang Juzheng knew very well that if he wanted to do, he had to stand at a certain height and had the right to speak.

The order of the imperial court to announce the ban on the sea was simple, but it was likely to cause the southeast coast to fall into dire straits. Zhang Juzheng, who witnessed all this, felt that he was powerless to tie a chicken.

"It should be." Qian Yuan replied casually, wondering how much impact his subtle influence over the past month would have on the actual ruler of the Ming Dynasty in the future. At least Zhang Juzheng wanted to go to Ligang to see it, which means he had a lot of ideas about the rich benefits brought by sea trade. The biggest problem in the middle and late Ming Dynasty was finance.

The shadow of the candlelight flashed on Qian Yuan's face, who was thinking about his concern. In Zhang Juzheng's eyes, the young man in front of him had a blurry face and could not see clearly and could not see through it. He knew everything well, but at this time he came to Ningbo, which was not far from Ligang. What was he thinking?

"Young Master."

Zhang San's whisper came from outside the door.

"What's wrong?" Qian Yuan asked casually.

"It's on fire!"

The next moment, Qian Yuan suddenly bounced off the stool and rushed out of the door quickly, "Are you on fire?"

"It's true!" Zhang San's tone was filled with admiration.

Hearing the footsteps behind, Qian Yuan turned around and said, "Brother, it's not quiet tonight, so take a break as soon as possible."

Zhang Juzheng stood on tiptoe and looked at the dark night, looking suspiciously at Qian Yuan, "Don't you know the specific time?"
Chapter completed!