Although the officials of the Jiaozhi Sansi were not present.

But Jiaozhi's welcome ceremony was much more sufficient than Guangxi.

No one expected that Jiaozhi had arranged a lot of people at the city gate early and welcomed them together.

On the city gate tower, there are brightly colored dragon flags, fluttering in the wind.

According to Huang Fu, the left envoy of the Jiaozhi governor, this was a spontaneous source of the people of Anzhou City when they heard the arrival of the grandson.

It is hard to expose Huang Fu's excuse without concealment.

Zhu Zhanji smiled and accepted this welcome.

Jiaozhi is no match for the Central Plains provinces, and even Guangxi, which is far away in southern Xinjiang, is not as good as that of Guangxi.

It was not until the fifth year of Yongle that it was officially incorporated into the direct rule of the Ming Dynasty. It is conceivable how its status is.

The officials in Jiaozhi, even if they are provincial governors like Huang Fu, even if they are of average rank, they are not as good as other governors in the mainland.

Huang Fu has been in office since he went to Jiaozhi for five years since Yongle, and it has been almost ten years now.

In the past ten years, no official position has changed.

Wang Ping, the first right envoy of Jiaozhi, died in his post in the eleventh year of Yongle.

This is why Mo Xun took over as the right envoy of Jiaozhi governor after three years.

This is a horn bump that is far away from the center of power of the Ming Dynasty.

It is precisely because of this that Zhu Zhanji knew very well what Jiaozhi was so eager to show.

It's just that I want to take the opportunity to please and move my position.

Zhu Zhanji's forehead hand was lifted from outside the city gate to the city.

Except for officials in Beijing, welcoming and sending people to the Qinhuai River will be chosen at the same time.

Banquets from local governments in the Ming Dynasty were basically arranged in the yamen.

Zhu Zhanji held a innocent and simple heart and felt like learning fresh experiences, but he didn't have the chance to take a look at Jiaozhi's humanistic style.

In the Jiaozhi Governor's Office.

Early on, there were already lanterns, and red lanterns were hanging high.

It seems to be to create a feeling of being in the south of the Yangtze River for the grandson.

The dishes are also very rich. In addition to the special dishes in Jiaozhi, there are also many famous dishes from Jiangnan.

Jiaozhi is very attentive!

After three rounds of drinking, Zhu Zhanji gave an affirmative attitude in his heart.

"This battle is over, and Jiaozhi will be determined to fight. At present, will the grandson return to Beijing in triumph?"

When the maid removed the cup and plate on the dining table, everyone moved to the tea room in the side room. Huang Fu asked respectfully.

Yu Qian was silently observing the conversation between these officials in front of him, and silently learning.

According to the rules, only Qi Zi'an, the assistant minister of the Governor's Office, was qualified to accompany this banquet. However, the grandson specially reminded him to let the young military guards experience it together.

Yu Qian knew very well that this was the Taisun who wanted to let him know more about the officialdom of the Ming Dynasty.

Seeing Huang Fu ask this, he silently calculated in his heart, probably because he thought that the other party wanted the grandson to stay in Jiaozhi for more time.

Zhu Zhanji, who was asked, smiled and drank a sip of tea before he spoke: "The army is tired, and it is probably necessary to rest in the city for a while before he can drive back to Beijing."

Say it as the words of the grandson.

Sure enough, Yu Qian saw a flash of joy in Huang Fu's eyes.

Mo Xun, the right envoy on the side, continued to maintain the restraint and reserve that Ming officials should have.

He took office as Jiaozhi at the beginning of this year, and he was far from knowing how much Huang Fu was suffering in his heart.

Huang Fu's butt.

A full ten years.

Not moved a minute.

Huang Fu heard that the grandson would not rush to return to the court, and was very anxious in his heart, and quickly spoke again: "Although the officials were in Jiaozhi for a long time, I have heard that Huizhou Prefecture is now... piloting... The grandson is not rushing to return to the court. The grandson is shameless, and he also asked the grandson to take a look at Jiaozhi's government affairs. What should we do?"

Huang Fu was the left envoy of Jiaozhi administration, and he was the leader of the entire Jiaozhi administration team. He was a place with thousands of people and thousands of miles away.

As the head of a province, he asked Taisun about politics. Although it would seem that he was a little incompetent, everyone present knew that this was just an excuse.

As for the first sentence he just spoke.

It is inevitable that it is in the ear of the grandson that the court has forgotten him and forgot that he has worked hard in Jiaozhi for ten years.

That's why he proposed to take a look at the government affairs of the emperor.

After the crown prince read it, he will inevitably come up with some insights and ideas.

Huang Fu had already made up his mind that he would immediately follow all the views raised by Taisun Jiaozhi this time.

When the memorial was submitted for the New Year, he would definitely have to do all the things he had given to him.

At that time, the elderly in the Six Ministry of Yingtian and the cabinet will see Jiaozhi's political achievements, and they may think that Huang Fu is attracted by the grandson.

Then……

Then there was a transfer order, which sent him, the left envoy of Jiaozhi governor who had been the ten-year-old, to respond to the flower world of Tiancheng.

Huang Fu's idea was very good.

Zhu Zhanji is also very clear.

At this time, Zhu Zhanji seemed to see a pure little sheep slowly walking into the trap set by the wolf pack without knowing it.

Since Jiaozhi's leader said this.

This palace can only make it difficult.

Zhu Zhanji couldn't help but feel happy. As the saying goes, someone gives him a pillow when he is sleepy.

He felt that if he didn't do anything.

That's really a bit sorry for Huang Fu, who has worked diligently for more than ten years.

So Zhu Zhanji raised the teacup in his hand: "If Lord Huang is really like this, I would be more respectful than obedient. Today I will use tea instead of wine, and I will toast Lord Huang with a cup."

Huang Fu quickly held up the teacup with both hands, stood up, bent over and raised his hand to Taisun respectfully.

"Sir, let's serve the people of Dawn who are Jiaozhi for the time being, and I will pay a cup of honor to the grandson!"

"good!"

"Holy Drink!"

A political transaction with each other's own will reached a consensus between the cup and the cup.

Ugly political deal!

The young Yu Qian, who was on the side, also brought the passionate literary and purity and simplicity that he had just left the society.

The stars change.

Huang Fu enthusiastically gave up the back house of the governor's yamen and gave it to Taisun and others to live there.

Zhu Zhanji was so happy that he didn't have to raise his feet and move his nest anymore.

As for Huang Fu, even if he was really ignored by the court for ten years.

But the other party has indeed worked in Jiaozhi for ten years. Will it be difficult for the leader to find a place to sleep?

late at night.

Although winter is almost here.

But the climate of Jiaozhi has never felt the coolness it should have.

After washing up, Zhu Zhanji was wearing loose pants and half-sleeved lying in the yard holding a fruit from southern Xinjiang, gnawing on one bite after another.

The fruit is very sweet.

Such things should always belong to the Ming Dynasty!

Luo Xiangyang, the Jinyiwei Qianhu, who had not seen for a long time, walked in under Yu Qian's leadership and came to the royal grandson.

Luo Xiangyang's face was filled with joy, and he respectfully bowed his fists: "I will meet the grandson, and the grandson is Wan'an."

Zhu Zhanji threw the clean fruit core on his hand aside casually, picked up a rag to wipe his hands, and looked at Luo Xiangyang.

“No rest?”

Luo Xiangyang, who was born in the Jinyiwei, shook his head shyly: "The matter of the grandson is important. When Jiaozhi arrives, he will keep working hard and dare not delay your affairs."

Zhu Zhanji signaled Yu Qian beside him and brought a chair for Luo Xiangyang, pointing out: "Sit down and tell me what's going on."

Luo Xiangyang refused, sat half his butt on the chair, and said with his waist straight: "In the court, Your Majesty has decided to build Peking, and after it is completed, he will move the capital north."

Zhu Zhanji nodded. This was something that had been happening in the court for a long time, and this time it was just a complete reservation.
To be continued...