Chen Mu was very rational about the war in Myanmar, but he was not so rational about Annan.

The court was about to stop during the holiday in the second year of Wanli. The Nanyang Military Palace reported that it would be sent to the court by the post station. Zhang Juzheng urgently recruited the Minister of War and the Prince Shaobao Tan Lun to discuss matters.

"Tan Shaobao, before the man entered the house, he had already heard the cough and greeted me."

Zhang Juzheng and Tan Lun have been in good relationship for many years. Now Tan Lun is fifty-seven, and the two have a better relationship. Tan Lun knows that Zhang Juzheng is a joke, so he doesn't care. He waved his hand and said, "The day before yesterday, he will worship the sun altar. The winter moon is cold. I can't stop coughing, and I will be impeached."

"Maybe they are right. Old and weak people should not be responsible for the ministry. If the war is over today, it is time to resign."

Tan Lun is old, really old, and the swords and iron horses have become empty talk. He yearns for the days when he has a few acres of thin fields and the days when he watches operas and listens to music in the house.

After all, the worries of the southern Japanese and northern capitulations have been eliminated in the hands of their generation.

"You can't leave, and the war in the world has not stopped."

Zhang Juzheng smiled and welcomed Tan Lun into the study room of the mansion with a tight fur, and then he took his seat by himself. He asked with a rare pride on the face of the imperial chief minister: "Does the young master feel bright?"

Zhang Juzheng's mansion was very big. Tan Lun came a lot when he was in good health before. He knew that the Prime Minister had a vigilance, and he had to have no wrinkles on his clothes, and there was no miscellaneous matter in the mansion.

However, this time, Tan Lun felt that the craftsmen from the Ministry of Works were a little messy when they entered and left the headmaster's mansion, but except for the faint rumbling sound from afar, there was nothing else strange.

The indoor room of the study is very warm, and it is nothing special. Most of the mansions in the capital have mezzanine ice ducts and flues, with insulation pepper on the outside, ice walls in summer, fire walls in winter, and flues inside to heat up and keep warm.

But Zhang Juzheng's study is particularly because there are four glazed lamps on the walls, which can shine without the fire.

"What's this?"

"The Ministry of Industry Glass lamp, steaming machine drives motor, water vapor is used to generate electricity, and the power is bright, and the furnace comes out of smoke and fire wall, which drives away the cold in winter." Zhang Juzheng took off his fur robe, sat upright in his seat, and said, "The coal burning is not much warmer than in the past winter, and it can shine even more."

Tan Lun laughed as soon as he heard this, and coughed a few uncontrollably until he was halfway through laughter, then said, "What did Chen Nanyang do? He won't go to the Ministry of Works."

"Can he take a fancy to the Ministry of Works? You, Tan Shaobao, wrote a letter to ask him if he would like to come back to work in the Ministry of Works." Zhang Juzheng was a joke, but said seriously: "If Chen Nanyang works in the Ministry of Works and the law of managing the army came to the Ministry of Works and would be a wise minister again."

"Then the Ministry of Works will be gone. The most thorough thing that the Nanyang Military Office has implemented military orders is to kill the first offender. How many people can kill him?"

Tan Lun laughed out loud, looked at the glass cup hanging on the wall at hand carefully, and then bowed to Zhang Juzheng seriously, "The old man said that the war in the world has not stopped. This time, I am here. Where is there another war?"

This has been speculation since he came, but seeing Zhang Juzheng having fun, he doesn't feel that it looks very similar.

Seeing that Zhang Juzheng was almost over joking at this time, he asked a question.

"Chen Nanyang sent two copies of the book before the New Year. He was blocked by the snow and snow of Baoding during the New Year. He was sent from Yulin Post today."

Zhang Juzheng said, taking out two letters and putting them on the table next to Tan Lun, saying, "One of these letters must have been read by Luo Zun impeached you a few years ago and spoke for you. Chen Shuai cursed the censors with his rare Wenhua, saying that there are three types of censors in the world who cannot be scolded."

"Help his parents, teach his uncles, and protect his army. Luo Zun doesn't know who can do the city for the imperial court, but only knows that his selfish desires cannot help the people and the people cannot serve their families and the country, but only knows that he can use his lips and teeth to bewitch people's hearts. This letter of writing will offend many people if he takes it out."

Tan Lun narrowed his eyes and asked Zhang Juzheng carefully, "Is it Chen Nanyang's handwritten letter? He has never been angry with the censor. Who is trying to harm him?"

"Who can imitate his handwriting? Zhao Changji, who is skilled in calligraphy, can't imitate even if he learns it. Who dares to write scripts with charcoal pen in the world? Can he find a second one besides him?"

Zhang Juzheng said angrily and amusedly, signaling Tan Lun to read the second copy, saying: "At that time, most of the copy was written with pride. In recent years, Yunnan was mostly attacked by the Myanmar Xuanwei Office. The area is full of mountainous roads, so it cannot be controlled."

"North Yang Military Administration is engaged in trading in Malacca and the Lion Kingdom. Therefore, the two military administrations want to join forces to attack Mang Yinglong, and land supplies are sent from Guangzhou Prefecture to Yongchang, Yunnan. The water and land are 4,000 miles away. If you go to Annan by sea, it will only take two thousand miles, and it will take ten days to reach it, and the road is very little."

"He sent an envoy to Annan to discuss the river channel being killed, so he planned to help Ansuke, then Li, Chameng, and Annan generals to defeat the Mo family, and then attack the Myanmar Xuanwei Division."

Zhang Juzheng said with a final word and said, "It would be fine if Tan Shaobao looked at him and was happy. He would not send him a message. He would be full of complaints and offend others in vain. There is no need to take it to the court for discussion."

"Luo Zun's impeachment of Shaobao doesn't have to take it seriously. How can a person with a simple talk know how to govern the country with high moral principles?"

Zhang Juzheng shook his head disdainfully and comforted Tan Lun: "He offended Feng Daban, and he didn't know that he would impeach this and that day with his tail between his legs. Feng Bao remembered that he would deal with him."

"The secret is Chen Nanyang's second handwritten letter. If you want to get this, you should ask the ministry to come, just to have a clear idea."

"The Mo family in Annan is disrespectful to the court, and the Jinyiwei has gone to investigate the facts of this matter. If there is indeed such a case, it would be fine for the Nanyang Army to attack the Mo family and take the river. Everyone is happy to win. If the defeat happens, he will be recalled to the court for several years."

When he heard this, Tan Lun suddenly raised his head and saw Zhang Juzheng sighing helplessly: "The late emperor sent him to Nanyang with an edict, which was not without the intention of being spoiled. He was young and had outstanding achievements. Even if he boasted that Haikou could not lose money for the court, it would be harmless to teach him to go to Nanyang to play."

"It is possible to be competent wherever he is, not necessarily overseas."

Zhang Juzheng said and laughed again, then said solemnly: "I am fifty years old this year. If I go too far, I can help the country for twenty years. By then, all the veterans and capable ministers who have experienced the capture of the southern Japanese and northern Japanese are no longer there, but Chen Nanyang is still the same year."

"His clerk Zhao Changji said that he used to be impressed by the Japanese pirates, saying that the Japanese pirates in the Ming Dynasty, all of whom were powerful men who went the wrong path, and none of the powerful pirates died on the sea, and all died on land."

"I just don't recall him this year, and I will still call him again after the next year. When you, Tan Shaobao, resigned, there will be no one he knows in the Ministry of War."

Zhang Juzheng said while walking, turning back his fingers and pointing to the second handbook, saying, "Call him back to the capital and be nice to him."

Tan Lun nodded, then smiled bitterly, coughed twice and bowed: "Myanmar and Annan are not very familiar with the court, and we still need to search for the files, but the Nanyang Military Office has always been war reports, so I have carefully read them."

"Chen Nanyang's three abilities are ships, cannons, guns, and heavy cannons are now strong. He is specialized in fighting against the masses with few people, and he is all bullying the weak with strong power."
Chapter completed!