In the main hall of the cabinet.

After arranging Ma Ziqiang, Zhang Juzheng turned to Zhao Shouzheng and said, "Great skills, you should use your strengths to take charge of finance."

"Yes, Yuan Fu." Zhao Shouzheng nodded timidly. He thought to himself that my specialty was to spend money, but the amount of money from the Ministry of Revenue would be controlled by me, and he would not be able to lose his money in one month.

Mr. Zhang finally looked at Shen Shixing and said, "Ru Mo tried to manage military affairs first. Although you have no experience, fortunately, there are many famous generals from north and south now, and the governor is even more smart and capable. You must listen to their opinions more and ask Bugu if you are not determined when you encounter any problems."

"Abide by the order, Yuanfu." The major events of the country were in the sacrifice and Rong. Shen Shixing felt a great responsibility and frowned.

However, the most fundamental problem of the Ming Dynasty now is not military, but finance. So in comparison, Brother Gongming’s responsibility is more serious…

Master Shen Ge thought to himself that Yuan Fu really thought that Brother Gongming was a talented person, otherwise he would not have given him the heaviest burden.

Seeing Mr. Zhao's second-hand looked calm and gentle, he couldn't help but feel ashamed. This is the person who does big things. He is still far from him...

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After simply assigning the task, Zhang Juzheng asked them to go back before the palace gate was locked.

He himself stayed in the palace and seized the time to work overtime...

Zhao Shouzheng was sitting in the sedan chair, hesitating whether to find Ning An at night. But he thought that he was the master now. If he played too hard, wouldn’t it be a harm to the national health?

‘It’s really unreasonable to get together with the Grand Princess of the Cabinet.’ Zhao Xiangzheng secretly criticized himself, and suddenly there was a loud bang outside, which scared him.

"What's the situation?" he asked in a hurry. Did the God of Condemnation come so quickly?

"Master, my family is setting off fireworks to celebrate." I only heard the sound of the long-lasting person.

"I was scared." Zhao Shouzheng laughed and scolded. As soon as he was about to open the curtain to see what color of fireworks, he suddenly remembered his current identity again, so he held back.

When the sedan chair fell, the fireworks and firecrackers were already ringing. Changsui opened it for him, and Zhao Shouzheng saw his father, eldest brother, son, nephew, and grandchildren all greet him at the door.

There are also the nobles and senior officials of the Xishan Group, friends from the Hanlin Academy, and their subordinates of the Ministry of Rites in the same year, who squeezed a hutong out of the alley next to each other. They all came to congratulate him on joining the cabinet as the prime minister.

Zhao Shouzheng's eyes turned red immediately. He quickly wiped the corners of his eyes, took a deep breath, reminding himself to have the demeanor of the prime minister, and then he got up and stepped out of the sedan chair.

"Congratulations to Mr. Xiu Ning!"

"Congratulations to Mr. Zhao!"

"Congratulations to Mr. Zhao!" A congratulatory voice immediately sounded in the alley.

"Everyone kills me." Zhao Shouzheng quickly bowed and returned, with no slight lust on his face.

Then Zhao Shouzheng walked towards the door of his house, and everyone hurriedly made way and let him come to his father.

"Father." Zhao Shouzheng bowed deeply.

"Okay, not bad." Zhao Liben helped him up and said with a kind face: "You are a Grand Secretary now, and you have brought glory to our Zhao family again."

"My father is so serious, but my son is still confused." Zhao Shouzheng hurriedly said: "I never expected that my colleagues would be so loving, and the emperor and the Zhang Gongcheng trusted him so much."

"Then you must not let down this expectation!" Zhao Liben pretended to be the Minister of State for retirement, so the scenes were naturally one after another.

"Grandpa, father, it's cold outside, so please ask the guests to come into the house quickly." Zhao Hao interrupted the father's kindness and filial performance, although he mainly felt sorry for his children.

The little children have been waiting in the cold wind for half an hour...

"Okay, please invite me quickly." Zhao Liben and Zhao Shouzheng hurriedly greeted the British Duke, Cheng Guogong and a group of guests.

There were lanterns and colorful banquets in Zhao's mansion. Ten Eight Immortals tables were set up in the flower halls of each courtyard. There were 50 tables in total, and they sat all over the place.

The table is filled with melons and fruits and wines, with a wide variety of dishes. But the protagonist is not these delicious dishes with very fresh flavors, but Huizhou famous food Yipinguo.

Yipin pot is similar to hot pot, and is the favorite food for wealthy people in the mountains of Huizhou in winter. And the key is the best! On such a day, it is the most suitable place.

Although Zhao Xianggong is only a third-rank rank now, it is very fast for the Grand Secretary to be promoted to the title. It won’t take long to be the first-rank rank.

Moreover, this pot is much more popular than hot pot on the countertop.

The cleanly dressed servants first put the iron rack on the table, then worked together to bring a two-eared copper pot on each table and sat steadily on the iron rack.

Each copper pot has a diameter of about two feet and is served on the table hot. In the fragrant soup in the pot, various ingredients are divided into several layers. The bottom layer is shredded radish, dried carabes, bamboo shoots, winter melons, winter bamboo shoots, etc. This is called the "floor pot".

On the top of the pot, there is a layer of chicken, a layer of duck, a layer of meat, a layer of oil tofu, a layer of meat balls, a layer of peeled egg dumplings... A dish and a pattern are one layer. Because the official has nine grades, only if you can put nine layers can it be truly called the "Yi Pin Pot"!

The Zhao family's Yipin pot is naturally full of Jiupin. The most experienced Hui cuisine chef spreads the Jiupin ingredients one by one, first boil over a high heat, and then simmer over a warm heat for three or four hours. From time to time, pour the original soup from top to bottom with a large spoon to penetrate the flavor.

So although it’s just a pot of dishes, it’s been cooking for a whole afternoon. Only then can you serve a pot of oil that is not greasy, rotten but not melted, hot but not hot, cold but not cool, and color, fragrance and taste to guests!

The guests feasted in the wine and praised him one after another, saying, "The banquet at Zhaoge's hometown never disappointed..."

It was both happy and a little sour when I heard this old man and Zhao Hao.

The two of them thought to themselves:

‘It was originally said that President Zhao’s family…’

‘It was originally said that Mr. Zhao’s family belonged to…’

Now the two of them are busy working hard, and finally they are busy with themselves as ‘Ge Lao Lao’ and ‘Ge Lao Lao Lao’…

No matter how pretentious you are, you are naturally mostly happy.

Zhao Liben couldn't help but sigh with emotion when he looked at his son who was being persuaded to drink one after another.

He was even somewhat grateful that he was dismissed from office. If his family had not been subjected to changes in his family and forced his son to work hard, how could he be as glorious as his ancestors today?

"What are you thinking?" Zhang Han, who is now also a retired old man, asked with a smile.

"It's not credible to see that I'm three years old." Zhao Liben shook his head and said with gratitude.

"I think, the key is the one you set up for Zhao Xianggong." Zhang Han picked up a chopstick egg dumpling, and jokingly said while blowing the heat:

"Isn't it necessary to be late for great talents?"

"Haha, it makes some sense." Zhao Liben said with a smile, but he secretly disdained in his heart. What do you know? I just saw my son's talent and description.

"Come on, drink!" The two old men held a cup.

Zhao Hao couldn't help but sniff. Thinking of his hard work to make money, he cultivated his father into a talent step by step, and he also worked hard to help him improve. Now he has finally achieved his goal. He is so hard to go along the way...

"Why, are you crying?" Wang Xijue, who was sitting next to him, asked with a smile.

"Don't talk nonsense, it's pepper that makes the nose dizzy." Zhao Hao took a deep breath and refused to admit it.

"What's wrong with crying? Are you happy?" Wang Xijue smiled and said, "Now he has finally become a legitimate little master. Why don't he shed tears?"

"You say a few words, no one will sell you as a mute." Zhao Hao glanced at him and completely lost the feeling of comforting the past.

"Hehe, am I happy too?" Wang Xijue smiled and put his shoulder on his smile and said, "I am going to resign and go home."

"Oh?" Zhao Hao was stunned, then nodded and said, "It's time to leave."

Chef Wang is the culprit who made his father-in-law kneel down, put a knife on his neck and searched for death, and finally suffered local bleeding. With his father-in-law's vengeful personality, he will definitely not be able to forgive him when he turned around. It is better to be more sensible and go home early to hide.

"Yes, let's be more aware of it." Wang Xijue leaned into Zhao Hao's ear and said, "I've heard that I have to help you with Runcha for a few days. I must let me run away before that."

"Don't worry." Zhao Hao sighed and said, "For the sake of your father, your brother, your son and your daughter, can I ignore you or not?"

"Hehe, I'll feel relieved if you say this..." Wang Xijue happily brought wine to Zhao Hao and said, "Come on, please drink with me."

Zhao Hao took it and was about to drink it.

"Wait..." Chef Wang said in surprise: "What did you say just now? For the sake of my daughter? Why, your five wives are not enough, which of my daughters are you interested in?"

As soon as these words came out, the table was shocked, and even the people next to the table looked sideways.

"Ahem..." Zhao Hao almost choked to death, glared at Wang Xijue fiercely and said, "Don't you know? Your Wang Gui is now a famous female fairy in Jiangnan. Even Wang Yanzhou has become a disciple!"

"What?" Wang Xijue said in a daze: "What happened?"

Wang Gui's name is Taozhen, and he is his second daughter. He is only twenty-one years old this year. He has been weak and sick since childhood. He has become a doctor for a long time. Therefore, he is fascinated by the art of Qihuang. Later, he developed to study the secret art of Xuanhuang, and sat there all day long to meditate, and was divine and spiritual.

He also heard of this, but he has been away from home for many years and does not know what level his daughter is.

Two years ago, my daughter was finally going out of the house. Unexpectedly, when she got into the sedan chair, her husband fell ill and died. Wang Gui claimed that this was God's will. Because she was a god and could not be worthy of being a mortal, she became a monk and became a female Taoist priest.

Wang Xijue did not object too much, because many widows used this method instead of keeping their qualities. So Wang Gui called himself "Tanyangzi" and became a monk and practiced.

Unexpectedly, in less than two years, my daughter actually created such a big name...

When Wang Xijue thought that even the leader of the literary world, Wang Shizhen, had become her apprentice, he couldn't help but laugh.

To be honest, in the interaction between the two Wang families in Taicang, the Wang family in Langya is a condescending party. Although they never reveal it, intentional or unintentional always makes people feel the inequality between the two parties.
Chapter completed!