The envoy from the Zheng family was Zheng Jing, the son of Zheng Chenggong. Zheng Jing is now fifteen years old and grew up in Anping City in his childhood. I vaguely remember the prosperity of the mansion. I just entered the house, but things had changed. After all, I was young, my eyes turned red and almost burst into tears. Seeing the weeds growing in the house and falling leaves everywhere, Zheng Jing secretly swore: If the Zheng family is no longer glorious in this life, I will die a good death.

Zheng Jing was arranged to enter the wing room and sat there, his thoughts surged. He knew that he was carrying a heavy responsibility. He saw the down-and-out mansion and wanted to do something in his heart. But soon he found something was wrong, because after the servant sent him in, he never appeared again. Only a maid came in from time to time to add water, but the tea had not been replaced. He added several times back and forth, and it had long since lost its taste.

There was no one around, and Zheng Jing knew that either the other party didn't take him seriously or he deliberately kept him. He was both angry and knew that if the other party succeeded so much, it would be difficult to negotiate again. Zheng Jing saw that the maid was filled with a cup of hot water, and he snorted coldly, walked to the door, saw that there was no one around, and walked back to the hall, lit the candle with a flint sickle, and then held it and lit the window paper. After a while, the sound of the chuck outside made a loud noise, and more than a dozen people came in with buckets to put out the fire. The attendant walked in and saw that the wing room was in a mess and asked: "Master Zheng, is it you who set fire? You can know what the crime is for arson? It's the head of state that it was a serious crime for attacking the enemy!"

Zheng Jing grinned and pointed at his feet: "Is it illegal for me to burn my own house?"

The attendant was speechless when he said this. A cheerful voice came from outside the door, saying, "Haha, my nephew is really quick-witted and worthy of being the son of the Guo family."

The person who came was Li Mingxun. This was the first time Zheng Jing saw Li Mingxun, but he had heard of his tall figure and thought that he would not be wrong. He quickly greeted him. Zheng Jing said: "Your Highness, I am here to visit King Yanping of the Ming Dynasty. But your subordinates are negligent. Is it true that somehow?"

Li Mingxun had a smile on his face and said, "Don't blame me for your fault, you're also blamed for being young."

Zheng Jing's face tightened: "What does this have to do with being younger than you?"

Li Mingxun pulled Zheng Jing to the dining room and explained: "I started a foundation in Taiwan. When I heard that the name of Zheng Zhilong, the Minhai King, also sent someone to visit, but it was left unattended for four or five days. Even the Zheng family's door could not be entered. Later, Emperor Longwu ascended the throne in Fuzhou, and I sent someone to contact the anti-Qing incident. Although your grandfather met, he didn't even care about tea. This senior at sea is like this, as a junior, he should follow his example. It's a pity that you, when I started a foundation, you were not born yet, and when Longwu ascended the throne, you were only four or five years old."

Zheng Jing was originally planning to use this excuse to provoke the crime, but he never wanted to be "turned down" by Li Mingxun. He didn't know the two things Li Mingxun said, but he also heard his father Zheng Chenggong talk about the relationship between the Dongfan and the Zheng family. When Li Mingxun was founded in the Dongfan, he wrote a letter to show kindness to the Zheng family, but in fact he used the Zheng family to share the pressure from the Dutch. At that time, the content of the letter was compromised, but with the rise of the Dongfan forces, his attitude towards the Zheng family gradually became equal. After the founding of the country, he became even more arrogant. Although Zheng Jing did not know whether what Li Mingxun said was true or false, he still believed it in his heart.

After going to the dining room, the food was already set up in the hall. Li Mingxun smiled and said, "My nephew, sit down and taste the deliciousness of this hometown. I heard that you loved to eat this oyster omelet when you were young. I have people searched for Anping everywhere and found the chef who once served your Zheng family, and tasted it. Is it the taste of childhood?"

Zheng Jing really didn't know why Li Mingxun was so enthusiastic about him. He cared for him like an elder in his family. He even called him intimately, which made him at a loss. Zheng Jing knew very well about the relationship between his father and Li Mingxun. Although he was peaceful on the surface, he was incompatible with water and fire behind his back.

After barely taking a few bites, Zheng Jing said, "Head, my father sent me to fight. Your country sent troops to the Eight Min, Zheng Fan, should help with the war. Today, I am the leader of the Allied Army and the Head of the Three Armies. I asked the Head of the Head to order to assign tasks to my Zheng Fan. Zheng Fan is willing to join the soldiers of your country to recover Eight Min and expel the Tartars."

"Didn't I give your father an order to let him do whatever he wants?" Li Mingxun said with a smile while stuttering.

Zheng Jing's face changed slightly, and he said unhappily: "My Zheng Fan army wanted to land from Funing Prefecture, but it was blocked by your country's fleet."

Li Mingxun said in surprise: "No way, Zheng Fan and our navy are already allies. How can we stop you? It must be Zheng Fan who made a mistake. By the way, according to the alliance between the Ming Dynasty and the United States, we must notify the commander-in-chief in advance for any military operations. Why did Zheng Fan act without authorization?"

"It's really an urgent military situation. My father heard that the Qing army from Zhejiang went south to Fujian and passed through Funing Prefecture, so he led his army to land and block it. At the beginning, he sent an envoy south, but it was too late, so he started to take action in advance." Zheng Jing took out the speech he had already prepared.

"So that's the case. It's really hard to think about your father. I think so for our country." Li Mingxun responded calmly.

Li Mingxun would not believe Zheng Jing's words. The military emergency was true, but the Qing army went south through Funing Prefecture. The Qing army's military dispatch on the southeast coast were all through land. The Xianxia Pass was mainly between Fujian and Zhejiang, and rarely went to coastal areas. The military emergency was true, but it was not an emergency in line with the public, but an emergency in the Qing Dynasty.

The United States used more than 70,000 troops to attack Fujian this time, and the army and navy were all elite. On the Qing Dynasty, Yue Le was responsible for the defense of the southeast coast. Zheng Fan came ashore and only dispatched some troops to Yanping Prefecture to support him. He hoarded less than 60,000 troops. The United States' combat power was far superior to the Qing army. Moreover, the United States launched an offensive against Fujian, not only concealed from the Qing army, but also concealed from Zheng Fan. When Zhangzhou and Fuzhou attacked both sides, Zheng Fan received the news that the Qing army had retreated step by step. If he did not take action at this time, Zheng Fan would not even have a place to sit on the coast of Fujian, which would be difficult for Zheng Fan, who had great influence in Fujian.

But Li Mingxun's plan was like this. In the Battle of Fujian, he didn't want Zheng Fan to intervene, nor did he want Zheng Fan to share the benefits in Fujian.

"My father said that I had misunderstandings with you in the past, but for the great cause of anti-Qing, personal grievances are nothing, so I want to work together with you to participate in the event." Zheng Jing looked at Li Mingxun carefully and said.

Li Mingxun put down his chopsticks: "What do the national surname wants to do?"

Seeing that Li Mingxun's tone was relaxed, Zheng Jing hurriedly said: "My father wanted to lead a large army to land in Fujian and make some efforts for the Fujian battle. His father hoped to seize Xianxia Pass for the Allied forces and block the Qing army from Jiangnan and Liangzhe reinforcements."

"There is no need for the trouble of the national surname to worry about such a small matter. Xianxia is nothing to our army." Li Mingxun refused casually and joked! If Zheng Fan had pinched Xianxia Pass, wouldn't it block the only way for the United States to go north to Liangzhe. If the United States is on a weak defense, I hope someone will block the Xianxia Pass, but now the United States' army is advancing rapidly in the southeast, and I don't want anyone to block the way.

Zheng Jing also knew that this was unlikely, so he had to tell the truth: "My father also wanted to assist your navy in Fuzhou Prefecture, join forces with your army to sanitize the Qing army, and make some efforts to annihilate the Qing army."

Li Mingxun nodded. This was a good condition and asked back: "What does your father want?"

"My father wanted Zhangzhou and Quanzhou to be vassals." Zheng Jing said.

Li Mingxun shook his head: "I have known Lingzun for more than ten years. Even though I have a little dirty, I do know that my father is more courageous. Has he lived in Zhoushan for many years and eliminated his temper?"

"Why did you say this?" Zheng Jing asked.

"Our army went north to Bamin, and the Qing army killed was abandoned. The eight Fujian was about to recover. Even if Zheng Fan wanted to seek the vassal state, he should open the vassal state in the battlefield like the three vassal states in the southwest, and use the wings of the vassal state to protect the rear. How do you want to hide behind our country and enjoy wealth and glory?" Li Mingxun's voice rose a little and asked.

Unlike when the border was moved to the ban on the sea, this time the war broke out in Fujian. As soon as the war began, Li Mingxun announced to the world that the United States was determined to restore the Fujian country. Since it was to restore it, it would not be abandoned easily. The Fujian country would inevitably be the land of the United States. If the people agreed to the request of the country's surname, wouldn't the United States be ahead and the people were in Zhangzhou and Quanzhou, so how could such a good thing be done?

"If you reply to the national surname, then we will say that the Battle of Fujian will be borne by our country. But if Zheng Fan attacks Jiangsu and Zhejiang, we will restrain the Qing army for me, Zheng Fan wants to have a vassal territory, and the mainland is vast, and a real man can use it. Why should we stick to Fujian? Why should we suppress ourselves and compromise with our integrity?" Li Mingxun said seriously to Zheng Jing.

He was actually very clear that he would definitely not be happy to embark on Yanping with his own command with the national temper. He wanted the territory of Fujian, but in fact he wanted to rely on the influence of Zheng's family in Fujian.

After hearing this, Zheng Jing knew that most of his trip had been defeated, so he asked: "The head of state said this, then the coalition forces are just fighting. Since you said that the mainland is vast, but by virtue of your use, can you transfer out of the fleet so as not to affect my Zheng Fan's capture of Fujian?"

Li Mingxun sighed, the country's surname was becoming less and less promising. This guy was always dissatisfied with him and was dissatisfied with him. At this time, he came to take advantage of himself. The United States fought to death on the front line, and he seized the fruits of victory behind him. Li Mingxun could not do such a thing.

"My dear nephew is wrong. The fleet of our country did not obstruct Zheng Fan's action, but assisted in defending Zhoushan for Zheng Fan. The nephew may not know that Yue Le knew that he was not an opponent of our army in Fujian, and was worried that the defeat would be the responsibility of the Qing court, so he wanted to capture Zhoushan. Zheng Fan sent troops to Fujian, wouldn't it be that the Qing army was trapped in luring the tiger out of the mountain? Therefore, I sent a fleet to patrol the Zhoushan area." Li Mingxun spoke his truth openly.

Zheng Jing was young and blushed, and said, "Your country doesn't have to worry about Zhoushan's defense."

"Zhoushan is not Zhoushan of your Zheng family. Let me tell you my father when I really have my concerns, our country will still send troops to defend Zhoushan for justice." Li Mingxun said with a smile.

Zheng Jing immediately understood what it meant. The so-called assisting defense of Zhoushan was like his father who took advantage of the battle between Guangdong and Guangxi and used the name of assisting defense to annex the Ming army troops of Zhoushan's supervisory state. This was almost a clear way to tell yourself that if you dare to occupy Fujian's territory, I dare to occupy Zhoushan.

Zheng Fan did not achieve his goal with Li Mingxun. In fact, Zheng Jing was not sent by Zheng Chenggong. Zheng Chenggong was disdainful to do such a thing as asking for vassals from the United States. However, Zheng Chenggong was not alone. He had established his own political system in Zhoushan, just like a small southeastern court. Some of this small courts asked him to do so. In the past five years, the Three Southwest Francisco, which chose to cooperate with the United States, successively acquired or expanded the vassals. This made Zheng Fan people very jealous and forced Zheng Chenggong to follow suit. But they did not know that the United States would not share territory with anyone on the southeast coast, and to this point, and the United States did not need to cooperate with the Ming army in the Southeast.

Zheng Jing chose to leave. Outside the mansion, he saw soldiers coming and going. These soldiers were temporarily recruited and were holding not weapons but various furniture. Zheng Jing was displeased when he saw it and asked, "Is your head of state planning to live in this mansion for a long time?"

The attendant smiled and said, "Yes, the head of state said that in the Zheng Zhilong era, this was the political center of Fujian. He really wanted to feel the feeling of giving orders here."

"This is our Zheng family's property!" Zheng Jing said angrily.

The attendant smiled and said, "You are only half right. This is from the Zheng family, but not from your Zheng family, but from the Zheng Zhilong in Beijing. The traitors are all used as public use. Now, this belongs to the United States government."

In the dining room, He Wenrui looked at the table of dishes that had not been moved, and asked someone to take a pair of chopsticks and eat them. He asked, "Why are you so polite to that boy Zheng Jing?"

"Wenrui, what do you think Zheng Jing will explain to Zheng Fan when he goes back? He said I treat him badly or is it very good?" Li Mingxun asked with a smile.

He Wenrui put down his chopsticks, thought about this question, and thought for a while and asked, "What's the difference?"

"Then the difference is big. Zheng Fan was also determined to resist the Qing Dynasty, which is no different from the southwest vassals. But I only assisted the southwest vassal states to expand the vassal states, but not other countries. What would those of the Zheng Fan think?" Li Mingxun asked back.

He Wenrui said: "Although this is related to the strategy of the United States, I think many people will blame it for the bad relationship between the country's surname and you!"

Speaking of this, He Wenrui understood: "Now you have rejected Zheng Fan's coalition conditions and threatened them with Zhoushan base. If Zheng Jing said that your attitude was very bad, it would confirm the ideas of those people. If you were very nice to him, it would be better to say that it was a bad person, because some people would think that it was the national surname that was covering up their speculation."
Chapter completed!