Four elder brothers take the script of salted fish

Yinti was more excited than Yinzhen.

After reorganizing the fleet of warships, he couldn't wait to board the ship and sail towards Little Luzon and other places.Zongbing Pan, who was left behind to take charge of the defense affairs, looked like a dream, and rushed to the mansion early the next morning according to Prince Zhi's order, intending to take Prince Yong around for a stroll.

The city named Xincheng is not big.

To say it is a city, it is better to say that it is just a small town.There are two avenues in the middle, both sides of the road are filled with various small stalls, and the cries of the vendors are one after another. Men, women, old and young are crowded shoulder to shoulder, and it is a thriving trend.

Yinzhen looked around carefully.

The people walking on the street speak a half-baked Chinese. Although they have different hair colors and appearances, everyone has the same happy color on their faces. Obviously, under the governance of Yinti, the people here live and work in peace and contentment. Ping An Kangtai.

Yinzhen is in a good mood.

He walked forward in three steps and two steps, spent a few copper coins at one of the small stalls, took a mango and ate it. After the green skin was torn off, the golden flesh was revealed, and the juice splashed when he bit into it. The sweet and sour taste made Yinzhen couldn't help saying it was delicious.

Eat pineapple after eating mango, eat papaya after eating pineapple, and watermelon with redder inner capsule and sweeter... Apart from the fruit, there is also sweet and glutinous coconut cake, which is different from Qingguo sauce and has a mellow taste Refreshing barbecue, crispy fried insects... Yinzhen ate it from the street to the end, until his belly was round.

Zongbing Pan introduced all the way to the outside of the government office.

The government office in Malacca finally has the taste of the Qing Dynasty, the familiar cornices, the crimson gate, and the high-hanging plaques make Yin Zhen feel nostalgic.

It has been four or five years since I left home so quickly, and I don't know what the capital city has become like?Yinzhen's thoughts could not stop flying to the capital. Before he set foot on the Straits of Malacca, he wanted to play a little longer, but when he set foot on the land here and saw the familiar scene in front of him, all these thoughts were swept away in Yinzhen's mind, leaving only I missed it.

Pan Zongbing noticed Prince Yong's mood changes.

This... is also in their consideration. Before leaving, Prince Zhi specifically confessed to himself, to keep an eye on Prince Yong to prevent him from running away, and it would be best for him to go home voluntarily.

Sure enough, it is feasible to take a walk on the street.

Pan Zongbing was determined, and he was more sure about the next plan.

Yinzhen shuddered.

He inexplicably had an ominous premonition.

The government office is not big, but there are only three entrances.

The courtyard layout is elegant and clean, with luxuriant trees and flowers.Walking along the path and passing through the courtyard is a small garden. In the corner of the garden is a small pond, in which the lotus is in full bloom.On the other side is a big tree, standing tall and vigorous, with dense leaves that almost cover most of the courtyard. There is also a stone table and several stone benches beside the tree.

Yinzhen took a closer look.

He was surprised to find that there was still a pair of unfinished chess pieces on the stone table, which made people can't help but miss the scene of the two empresses playing chess with the concubines in Changchun Garden.

Yinzhen's eyebrows and eyes are soft.

With a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he reached out and touched the chess pieces.

Not a speck of dust on it :)

Seeing that it was arranged yesterday or this morning, Yinzhen was speechless for a while, and couldn't help staring at Zongbing Pan with dead fish eyes, intending to see what other tricks he could come up with.

Pan Zongbing didn't find out about it.

After visiting the courtyard that recalled Prince Yong's memory, Zongbing Pan welcomed Prince Yong into the flower hall again.The servant girl in neat palace attire greeted him respectfully, cleaned his hands and wiped them with warm towels. Finally, another palace servant came forward and sent a pot of salty milk tea and several exquisite snacks to him. come up.

What is the most difficult thing for Prince Zhi Yinti to live in Malacca for a long time?That is to eat!Eating the food of the locals a day or two is fine, but eating it for a month and a half a year is a crime.In addition to researching a lot of foods combined with local characteristics, Da Fujin also frequently wrote letters to seek recipes for various foods — Concubine Hui naturally turned her attention to the Empress Dowager for help.

The empress dowager will not hide and pinch.

She sorted out the prescription generously and sent it to Malacca immediately.The preparations at that time have also made the present, the absent-minded Yinzhen was stunned when he took the first bite.

The familiar taste poured into the heart from the tip of the tongue.

Yinzhen's eyes turned red in an instant, he stared blankly at the snack on his fingertips, and carefully took another bite.

This is the taste I tasted after a few years.

Yinzhen ate the first piece in one bite, then the second and the third... until the whole plate of dim sum was wiped out.His eyes were red, and tears were rolling in his sockets. Yinzhen looked at Zongbing Pan viciously: "You don't need these kings to go back to the capital."

Zongbing Pan was taken aback.

On the surface, he still put on an innocent expression, repeatedly denying Prince Yong's accusation: "Your official did nothing."

Believe in you, there are ghosts!

Yinzhen was too lazy to argue with Pan Zongbing, so he snorted coldly and changed the subject for now: "Speaking of which, I have a problem, why did you not receive the message I sent someone to deliver?"

Could it be that there is a problem with the channel for delivering the message?

This is a big problem.

Pan Zongbing had a look of embarrassment on his face.

He smiled embarrassingly: "Actually, this matter...is a coincidence."

Yinzhen doesn't believe in coincidence.

He raised his eyes and watched Pan Zongbing carefully, insisting that he give a definite answer.

Zongbing Pan also confessed honestly: "After the warship arrived in Hong Kong yesterday, the officials and others can thoroughly investigate the internal situation. This matter has to start with Prince Zhi occupying here..."

Yinzhen:"……?"

Zongbing Pan said in detail: "Prince Zhi has occupied this place for several years. At the beginning, it was not as stable as it is now. Instead, it was attacked by many Europa fleets every two days..."

As for the locals...

The Europeans tortured the locals who dared to contact the Qing people, and almost no locals dared to contact the Qing fleet, which greatly hindered the actions of Yinti and his party.I often watch the victory in the battle, but when I turn around, I am copied from my hometown.

Such days lasted for two years.

Until the Qing fleet rescued some locals who were captured and planned to be sold elsewhere as slaves, the number of local people who came into contact with them increased rapidly, until now there are more than 10,000 people.

"This and this...?"

"In fact, at the beginning, these liberated people and some caravans traveling through the Straits of Malacca wanted to give gifts to Prince Zhi." Zongbing Pan smiled wryly: "In order to cut off these things, the prince forbids people to send gifts to the government office. ...and it was the first time for the person who came to deliver the letter to encounter such a situation, so..."

Yinzhen:…………

The corner of his mouth twitched, looking at Zongbing Pan's bitter face: "They won't... be there?"

Zongbing Pan supported his forehead: "They are in prison."

These people were careful not to tell too much news, clamoring to see Prince Zhi.The guards on duty directly took them into the prison, planning to interrogate them another day... who knew that Prince Yong and his party had already arrived before it was their turn to interrogate.

Yinzhen thought that there was something spies working inside, but he didn't expect it to be such an oolong.He held his forehead and was speechless: "I almost lost my life."

you do not say?

Zongbing Pan thought about how the prince Zhiqin got angry yesterday, and subconsciously shivered.He hastened to add: "When encountering such a situation, the prince is also furious, and ordered to arrange a department for sending and receiving letters. All letters can be sent to the front of the case through this department, and at the same time, it can also allow people to send and receive letters across cities..."

That is the post office.

Yinzhen nodded, and sat in the room silently in a daze.The breeze blew through the treetops, the rustling of the leaves swaying and the chirping of birds merged together, making people unable to stop emptying their minds.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a flash of bright red.

Yinzhen, who was still sitting before, stood up suddenly, and under Pan Zongbing's surprised gaze, he strode forward, parting the grass and looking straight at the bunch of delicate flowers.

Fucha Mawu, Zhang Jia's guards and others gasped.

Zongbing Pan looked left and right and didn't find any problems, so he couldn't stop asking: "This is... what's wrong?"

Yinzhen pointed to the familiar drug in front of him, his face was very dark: "A Furong...is it common here?"

General Pan nodded.

He answered honestly: "It is common but not common. It is more common in Myanmar. I heard that the purchase price given by the Europa people is very high. Many people are planting this."

Yinzhen's face was dark.

Zongbing Pan noticed something was wrong, he squinted his eyes and stared at the drug for a while: "Prince Yong, what's wrong with this drug?"

Yinzhen sneered: "The problem is serious!"

He said in a deep voice: "After all, we robbed three warships this time, and fought back along the way for this thing!"

Zongbing Pan took a deep breath.

Immediately, he stared at the incomparably gorgeous drug as if he was on the verge of a formidable enemy, and warily pulled Prince Yong back a few steps: "But...is this thing poisonous?"

Yinzhen: "It's poisonous, and it's not an ordinary poison."

Zongbing Pan's cold sweat dripped from his forehead - this drug has been transplanted in the yard for half a year and a year... Wait! ?Zongbing Pan hesitated and asked back: "But...if it's really poisonous, are these gardeners okay?"

After hearing the news, the gardener who came here almost collapsed on the ground.

He knelt down on both knees, and replied fearfully: "Master, Eldest Master, the little one really didn't do anything bad!"

Yinzhen signaled the guards to pull away the frightened gardener, and then said softly to Zongbing Pan: "Individual flowers are not poisonous, and they are not necessarily so after they are bought and processed."

It's just that Yinzhen didn't expect that James, the chairman of the East India Company Chamber of Commerce, said that he was preparing a sum of money to invest in expanding the poppy planting area and increasing production... already in progress.

Then...could some of them have already been sold to the Qing Dynasty?

Thinking of this possibility, Yinzhen's heart was tightly gripped.

On the other side, Zongbing Pan, who understood Yinzhen's implication, also changed his face, and he immediately sent someone to inquire about the records of the import and export of drugs.Fortunately, as the throat of the channel, the registration of incoming and outgoing goods is clear and clear, and it took less than an hour to send them over.

And seeing this, everyone's expression changed.

Not only did the records say that several batches of drug products passed through the port, but there was also a record that the registered and auditing chambers of commerce bought and sold them in Xincheng.

Its meaning is -!

Yinzhen's pupils constricted, and his heart beat wildly: "Big brother!?"