Chapter 019 Thirst

Lin Zimo and Nalan Jianye talked for nearly two hours and talked happily with each other. When Nalan Jianye left the magistrate's office, Lin Zimo personally sent his nominal old father-in-law out. The two reached a series of verbal agreements that did not spread the outside and took into account tacit understanding. Although they didn't say it directly, they knew it.

Lin Zimo, who returned to his government office, sat on a chair, picked up tea and took two sips, thinking that he had finally pulled one over. Although the two sides cannot achieve absolute trust, the pressure he faces has really eased some. After a short break, Lin Zimo regained his spirits and continued to deal with business affairs. After all, the N colleagues in front of him were completely inactive, making the various situations here really not optimistic at all.

He seems to have opened up a little situation. He believes that this long-term state of anarchism has made the actual administrative power fall into the hands of the local foreigners and strong gentry. I learned that there are not only eleven foreign tribes, but also five Han clans and local tyrants. He had to have free time and energy to free up his hand to talk to the parents of five Han people, hoping that they could maintain a good cooperative relationship with himself to govern the local area.

It is true that Lin Zimo is the magistrate of Qingyang Prefecture. At present, he has taken a lot of effort to reverse the chaotic public security in Anhua City, so that the administrative jurisdiction in the city is truly controlled in his own hands. As for the remaining three counties, he is really weak but powerless, so he has to wish the three county magistrates under him good luck.

After the government office, Lin Zimo was about to get up and leave his government office, but was blocked by Zhao Wenxuan. He learned that his adoptive brother was going to marry Nalanzhen, so he wanted to dissuade him. After all, Hanism had invaded his soul.

"As long as my brother likes it, I have no problem marrying many women." Zhao Wenxuan, who didn't have time to sit down, urgently expressed his own opinion and said, "It's good for you to marry a Han woman. Why do you have to marry a foreign woman?"

Lin Zimo, who motioned him to sit down, sat on the chair next to him, showing some helplessness and said, "I can't marry Na Lanzhen, but you have to marry. One of our brothers has to stand up to marry her. I don't need to talk about the current situation in detail, and you should understand it. We only have those thousand people in our hands, and most of them are new recruits. Once there is turbulence here, the officials and good people in the court will not ask indiscriminately, and they will definitely put the hat of incompetence on the top of you and me. Time is very important to us. Even if your team has a strong combat effectiveness, it is the best strategy not to fight with blood. After all, I really don't want to see a bloody situation appear.

Zhao Wenxuan, who sat down slowly, understood and was very moved: "It's really difficult for my brother. You have made such a great sacrifice for the Ming Dynasty and the local people at dawn.

I didn't feel that I was great Lin Zimo at all, and it was not tacky to think of Nalan's real small appearance. Even if you don't have true feelings for her, you have the right to keep her at home. However, Zhao Wenxuan, who has a strong Hanism, believes that she is just the daughter of a small tribal leader and is not a foreign princess. Even if she is a princess, she is not such a great person. If the two sides fight, their own group is still enough to deal with their tribe. In the long run, peacekeeping is more beneficial to them.

"In terms of military, you still have to hurry up and strengthen your training for them. As for the ordnance, I have already submitted it. The marriage between our two families is just a matter of interest. Lin Zimo, who was thoughtful, said privately in front of his brother, "At about the same time, you can assist Nalan Jianye to annex the weakest foreigners."

Zhao Wenxuan, who understood, did not show any opposition and said heartfeltly, "My brother is going to support the Nalan Jianye clan to contain Da Tianming and the Manjun tribe. Among the eleven local tribes, these two are still the most powerful and powerful. They seem to be ready to move."

Lin Zimo, who nodded with a smile, told his initial idea: "It is good for us to disperse the power of foreigners, but it is not conducive to our jurisdiction over them. Instead of letting the foreigners who are two-hearted to the court swallow the weak tribes step by step to strengthen themselves, it is better for us to find a foreign tribe willing to cooperate with us to support them. In the process of helping Nalan build a business, you can also conduct actual combat training. After all, the combat effectiveness of the army is fought, not by training and boasting.

Zhao Wenxuan, who laughed, said quickly, "It's still my brother's far-reaching plan. In this way, I will no longer dissuade you. Here, I wish my brother a happy third time in advance.

"As for whether you are happy or not, it is not within my consideration." Lin Zimo said without concealing, "I'm thinking that our two brothers still have to find ways to get out of the bitter sea here earlier, go to Jiangsu and Zhejiang, or get a good gain, and then enjoy it and live a two-day life. This feeling of sitting on pins and needles is really unpleasant. At such a young age, I have begun to grow gray hair. If it goes on like this, my black hair will turn gray.

Zhao Wenxuan, who knew that he was too worried, asked his brother-in-law to pay attention to rest. However, he knew that Lin Zimo would agree verbally, and his mind was determined to be idle. Lin Zimo has no taboo in front of himself, and if he were an outsider, he would definitely cherish his words like gold. Zhao Wenxuan knew that his brother-in-law was born from chaos, so he took his words as a step. If you are not secret, you will lose your minister. If you are not secret, you will lose your body. If you are not secret, you will be harmed. He is a person who is cautious and does not come out.

Lin Zimo, who finished talking with Zhao Wenxuan, smiled and said, "Since you have come, then stay and have dinner together."

Zhao Wenxuan, who didn't mean to refuse, waved his hand and said, "I'm afraid not. There are also a lot of troubles in the barracks. I have to go back and get rid of it quickly. If they can form combat effectiveness earlier, then you can grow a little white hair and worry less. According to my brother's conception, 100 foreigners have already been fully recruited.

Lin Zimo, who does not have a sense of racial discrimination, said, "You still have a little tolerance and trust in them. As for those with outstanding abilities and outstanding military achievements, should they be vigorously promoted or vigorously promoted? Making them feel running and hopeful will naturally inspire the successors to join. I'm just giving you a suggestion. You know the specific matters better than me, so you can do it as you want.

Zhao Wenxuan, who stood up, agreed with his mouth, but did not take his advice. I still insist on not being of our race, and my heart must be different. On the contrary, Lin Zimo believes that whether they are Han or non-Han people, the people who come to the army are poor among the people. In their opinion, they don't care whether the ruler is Han or their people.

As long as they and their families can live and work in peace and have a good way out, everything will be fine, otherwise they will stand up and make trouble. He suddenly recalled a sentence from later generations, 'They did not discriminate against my skin color, but I didn't have money'.

Lin Zimo and Zhao Wenxuan are their brothers. There is no problem of whether to send or not. After all, they are free to go in and out. After walking out of the government office, the two said goodbye and then walked in the direction they were going. Lin Zimo, who sat all day, returned to the flower hall in the back hall and was not in a hurry to sit down and drink tea, but moved his body.

Picking stars is to make his favorite tea as usual, and then bring it up without making a sound. Without saying much, she obviously grew up a little, so she put down the tea and quietly retreated out.

In addition to dealing with an hour of study, Chu Hanlu, who had been playing for a day, ran in and said with a smile, "Brother Zimo is going to marry the third lady who enters the door. Should I call me sister or sister?"

Lin Zimo, who didn't look back and stop, replied casually, "What do you like to call it?" Even if you call her mother, there is no problem.

"I hate it." Chu Hanlu, who was not angry, sat on Lin Zimo's exclusive seat and picked up the tea next to him to drink in the aisle.

I know clearly that she is a little girl's temperament, and she is not so poor and disciplined. After moving once, he felt almost. He stopped and felt a little thirsty, so he walked over and opened the teacup to see that the water was almost drunk by the Chu girl, and there was only a ball of tea left in the cup.

Chu Hanlu, sitting on the chair, kept shaking his feet, making a grimace and laughing, "I'm thirsty."

"Dead girl, I know you're thirsty." Lin Zimo, who didn't want to do anything, slowly put down the tea cup in his hand and shouted out, "Cai Xing, come in and flush the water."

With the star picking of the blue and white porcelain hot water pot, he stepped in and poured the teacup with water. Chu Hanlu, who had extremely fast hands and feet, picked up the tea again, gently blew two mouthfuls, and laughed and said, "I'm still thirsty."

Lin Zimo saw that she was deliberately funny, put her hands behind her back, and pretended to be serious and said, "Drink this pot of water for me, or you are not allowed to have dinner."

'Ah' Chu Hanlu quickly put down the teacup in his hand, stood up and said, "I'm not thirsty!"