Hundreds of households in Liaodong, covering the light with one hand

Chapter 142 The first step in returning to Beijing is to defeat the Donglin Party

The news that Wang Qi beheaded the deputy envoy of the Imperial Guard at Shanhaiguan and prepared troops for He Tianyou had already spread throughout the capital before his arrival.

Duke Lang of the Ming Dynasty seemed to naturally carry the bloody storm of Liaodong with him as he walked through Shanhaiguan and arrived at the already turbulent court. Almost everyone could foresee that Wang Qi's arrival would inevitably It will cause huge waves in the court.

Everyone is waiting to see.

Wang Qi's escort battalion arrived at Yongping Guard.

The general military officer of the Ming Dynasty crossed Jizhou Prefecture.

Daming Wuqu is about to arrive at Tongzhou Camp.

Duke Lang Guo arrives at Chaoyang Gate of the capital!
  Almost three times a day, the capital, the palace, and various government offices were paying attention to Wang Qi's arrival.

Originally, Zhu Youxiao personally proposed to open the Desheng Gate in the early morning, and personally led a hundred officials to go out of the city to welcome Wang Qi back to the capital. However, he was persuaded by Han Xu and others, who said that although Wang Qi was the first to contribute to the Liaodong victory, the entire victory would not be the same. The officials in Liaodong also took the credit. Now that Wang Qi returned to Beijing, he opened the Desheng Gate and hundreds of officials greeted him, so where did he leave the others? When Xiong Tingbi and others return to Beijing, should they open Deshengmen again? Is there any reason to receive two titles for meritorious service?

On the other hand, the news that Wang Qi directly killed the deputy inspector at Shanhaiguan also made Emperor Tianqi silent for almost a stick of incense.

After that, Zhu Youxiao also got off the donkey and did not mention the matter again. In the end, the court decided to ask the Supervisor of Rites and the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites to send people to Chaoyang Gate to welcome Wang Qi when he arrived in Beijing.

In any case, everyone understands that even though Wang Qi's merits are as high as the sky, even though he has been the first person to support the sky in the Ming Dynasty for more than a hundred years, sometimes too much credit is not a good thing, which directly scares the emperor and makes everyone start to change. With his thoughts, he began to support the Donglin Party members again.

On the first day of July in the second year of the Great Tomorrow, Wang Qi, the Duke of Lang Kingdom, finally arrived in Beijing.

The emperor himself did not appear after all.

However, the imperial court still gave the Duke of Lang great courtesy: Sun Chengzong, the Minister of War, Liu Zongzhou, the Minister of Rites, and Wei Zhongxian, the Superintendent of Rites, went out of the city ten miles to welcome Duke Lang back to the capital.

"I am waiting to welcome Duke Lang back to the capital! Your Majesty has specially given me a python robe and jade belt, a jade horse and green beads, brocade silk and yellow weave, and a fine wine from the royal family! I will welcome the Duke of Lang and wash away his dust!"

Sun Chengzong, Liu Zongzhou, and Wei Zhongxian stood side by side and bowed to Wang Qi, who was riding the horse more than ten steps away.

Behind the three of them were the python robes, jade belts, ceremonial carriages and sedans given by the emperor.

Further away, there were the common people and scholars who came to watch.

Wang Qi is now famous, and no matter who he is, he wants to meet this young and weak prince.

"Although the emperor is now afraid of this hero, if something happens to the court in the future, he is the only one who can rely on him." The people watching were talking about it.

"Then what are placed on the carriage behind the ceremonial guard are the heads of Nurhaci and Manggurtai, the Houjin chief slaves?" The sharp-eyed onlookers had already seen the items on the carriage behind the guard and were very interested. Discussed: "In total, Houjin Great Khan and Baylor were all lost in the hands of Duke Langguo. Such merit, if divided among three people, would be enough to make a marquis. Now it is concentrated in one person, tsk tsk , if it’s troubled times.”

"Silence!" The accomplices were horrified when they heard this, and covered the young scholar's mouth directly behind them: "Can you say such nonsense? In troubled times, troubled times also belong to the Zhu family!"

"That's wrong!" The companion on the side frowned: "It seems that the head of the Chief of Ceremonies, King Daxun, was handed over to Nurhaci and others. Whose other ones are on the escort carriage?"

"Well, I heard that a few days ago, didn't Duke Lang kill two people at Shanhaiguan?"

"I heard that it was a fourth-grade soldier who was directly sacrificed to heaven by Wang Qi on the spot. The common people were outraged."

"Hiss, this Duke is really fierce!"

A fourth-rank official in the dynasty would kill him as soon as he was told.

You must know that there were less than a hundred fourth-grade officials in the entire Ming Dynasty. Counting part-time and dispatched officials, there were only more than seventy people. Now Wang Qi killed one of them. Can the court let it go?

"I heard that Zuo Guangdou had submitted a letter yesterday asking the three divisions to interrogate Wang Qi! No matter how guilty a court official is, Wang Qi can't kill him. If this hole is opened, wouldn't everyone be free in the future? Danger? In the end, he was stopped by others. Wang Qi's contribution was too great, and his whole body was affected by one move. If the court dared to take Wang Qi, how would the tens of thousands of soldiers and millions of people in Liaodong react? Don’t dare think about it!”

While the scholars and common people were talking, Wang Qi had already dismounted, and Wei Zhongxian and three others also stepped forward.

"On behalf of the Emperor, our family would like to propose a glass of wine to the Duke! To honor Liaodong's contribution!" Wei Zhongxian stepped forward, holding a nearly overflowing glass of wine, and held it to Wang Qi with both hands: "To the Duke!"

Following Wei Zhongxian's actions, Sun Chengzong on the side also bowed again to pay homage to Wang Qi: "To the Duke of Lang."

The guards of honor who greeted him behind him all bowed down and said, "Your Majesty!"

"Thank you two adults, thank you all colleagues," Wang Qi took the wine glass, raised his head and drank it down in one gulp.

"Welcome Duke Lang to enter." Wei Zhongxian turned around and just opened his mouth to take Wang Qi into the city.

"Wait a minute!" Liu Zongzhou, the Minister of Rites, who had not spoken until now, moved and stood in front of Wang Qi.

This sudden movement surprised both Wei Zhongxian and Sun Chengzong.

It was obvious that Liu Zongzhou did this on a temporary basis.

During the toast just now, Liu Zongzhou was the only one who did not make any move. Now he entered the city and came out to stop him again.

Almost instantly, the hands of the hundreds of guards behind Wang Qi were pressed on the handle of the knife, and Wang Shouxin bowed slightly, ready to step forward at any time.

As long as you dare to be disrespectful to Wang Qi and the minister sheds blood in front of Chaoyang Gate, it's no big deal.

Wang Qi turned slightly to one side, looked at Liu Zongzhou, and said with a smile: "Master Liu, what's the matter?"

"Before entering the city, we prepared the body of He Tianyou. I want to send someone to bury it." Liu Zongzhou almost suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice: "I killed a fourth-rank official of the imperial court without putting you in prison for debate. For the sake of your military exploits in Liaodong, I won’t be so lucky next time!”

"Are you going to collect the body for He Tianyou?" Wang Qi asked.

"Imperial official, you can't be so dishonorable!" Liu Zongzhou had a dark face and didn't want to say anything more to Wang Qi.

"Decent," Wang Qi chuckled, "I don't know if the dignity Mr. Liu talks about includes the countless refugees who died."

"Lang Guo Gong, you can't tell me this," Liu Zongzhou looked at Wang Qi and whispered: "Being a military general, do you know what it means to be the common people in the world?"

In the eyes of literati such as Liu Zongzhou, the world has always been governed by scholar-bureaucrats and the emperor. Wang Qi, who was born as a military minister? Even if you are the Duke of the country, there is nothing to respect. "Master Liu, you really deserve to die," Wang Qi looked at Liu Zongzhou with bursts of laughter in his throat, which seemed to be anger and ridicule.

"What?" Liu Zongyi didn't hear clearly for a moment.

"Along the way, from Tongzhou, to Jizhou Prefecture, to Yongpingwei, and finally to Shanhaiguan, countless refugees were crying for food, countless hungry people were wandering around, and the civil and military officials of the Ming Dynasty sat in the capital and scolded Fang Qiu to point out the country, and thousands of households were covered in excrement. , You are so happy and unrestrained. Now, Mr. Liu actually wants to bury the body of someone who has neglected his duty and violated the law. Are you his accomplice, or have you been aloof for too long and you can’t see the suffering of the people outside Beijing? You can’t see the millions of people suffering. Are the victims hungry and cold? Or, in your eyes, are they not considered human beings at all?"

"You, you, you, you are such a mouthful!" Liu Zongzhou did not dare to accept such a dirty label from Wang Qi, and he did not want to get entangled with Wang Qi. He directly waved his hand and commanded the guards behind him: "Go and bring the body over!"

bass! ! !
  Led by Wang Shouxin, more than a hundred personal guards drew their swords at the same time.

Whoever dares to step forward in that formation will die!
  "You, Duke Lang, do you dare to take action?" Liu Zongzhou did not expect Wang Qi's reaction to be so violent. Do you really not know that the emperor has begun to be afraid of you? How dare you use the knife in Beijing, where countless people are watching?

"This man's crimes are exactly the same as those committed by Hou Jin. If you kill him, kill him. If you want to collect the body, let Gao Panlong do it himself!" Wang Qi sneered and walked away. Gao Panlong is a veteran of Donglin and He Tianyou's teacher. If he is involved at this time, Wang Qi's plan will be half successful.

At the same time, Wang Shouxin and others also sheathed their swords at the same time, and the guard of honor followed Wang Qi into the city.

Only the shocked people and scholars were left outside the city: The Ming Dynasty martial arts were really ruthless.

Not long after, inside the palace.

"Wang Qi wants to place He Tianyou's body with Jianzhou?" Zhu Youxiao put down the memorial and looked up at the young eunuch who came back to report.

"Lang Guogong said that if you want to retrieve the body, let Gao Panlong do it himself," the young eunuch panted, riding back to the palace from outside the city gate to deliver the news. It was too far.

"I know, let's go down," Zhu Youxiao waved his hand and lay back on the throne, his breathing short and uneven.

After a while, Zhu Youxiao was the only one left sitting alone in the hall.

With his eyes open and looking at the five-clawed dragon on the dome, Zhu Youxiao was exhausted physically and mentally.

As the emperor, he liked and wanted to reuse Wang Qi, and he was also optimistic about this minister.

But as an emperor, facing such a minister with such great achievements, anyone else would be better than Alexander. He has a heavy army and is popular among the people. Most importantly, he is younger than Zhu Youxiao himself, and he is physically stronger and normal. From the looks of it, it will definitely last longer than you have. Isn’t this the standard equipment of powerful ministers throughout the ages?
  Zhu Youxiao let out a deep breath: "It would be good if Wang Qi could restrain his sharpness, but with his sharpness so exposed, I can only use Dong Lin to balance him."

However, recent events have given Zhu Youxiao a deep headache.

Wang Qi took advantage of the Shanhaiguan refugee incident to obviously attack Donglin.

As the emperor, who should Zhu Youxiao support?

"Come here, call Ye Xianggao into the palace!"

In order to secure his position as the chief minister of the cabinet, Ye Xianggao has tried his best to distance himself from Donglin, and has begun to cooperate with Wang Qi overtly and covertly. In any case, he is already well versed in the art of balance.

Half an hour later, Ye Xianggao was fully dressed and came to the side hall where Zhu Youxiao was: "I, Ye Xianggao, bow to your Majesty!"

"Ye Aiqing, please get up," Zhu Youxiao said with a look, asking the young eunuch to give a seat to the chief minister of the cabinet: "Did you know that Duke Lang will return to Beijing today?"

When Zhu Youxiao met, he went straight to the topic without any detours.

"I heard about it," Ye Xianggao looked extremely respectful.

"He beheaded He Tianyou. You also know about this, right?" Zhu Youxiao pursed his lips, leaned on the throne and looked at Ye Xianggao: "Talk about your thoughts, don't say useless words, speak meaningfully. .”

"Wang Qi is of great use to the court and Liaodong, so he must not be touched! Even if He Tianyou is beheaded, he must not be touched lightly, and Duke Lang still has a great reputation!" Ye Xianggao set the tone as soon as he spoke. .

In a word, Duke Lang is of great use to the stability of the country, so he should not act rashly.

"What about Donglin?" Zhu Youxiao asked.

"You can't be biased based on the situation of the DPRK." Although Ye Xianggao is a member of the Donglin Party, he has parted ways with Han Xu and others. Now he speaks completely from the perspective of the DPRK situation and is more objective: " The Donglin Check and Balance Bureau, the Zhejiang Party, and the Chu Party also play an extremely important leading role in the eyes of the world's scholars and scholars, so your Majesty should be cautious."

Zhu Youxiao looked at Ye Xianggao speechlessly and talked for a long time, talking like a chicken.

"If your Majesty wants to quell the dispute, you still need to start from the fundamentals," Ye Xianggao hurriedly added: "We also need to start with the Liaodong refugee problem that currently exists in Gyeonggi."

"Oh, is this matter so easy to solve? Xu Guangqi has been to Jizhou Prefecture for a month, but there are still no shortage of refugees. There is still a faint tendency to gather and flow to the south. Could it be that Wang Qi can solve it immediately when he comes back?" Zhu You The principal laughed angrily.

"There is no need to really solve it. Let Duke Lang help Mr. Xu handle this matter. If it is not handled properly, there will be no way to continue to pursue the Donglin issue." Ye Xianggao turned over the two sides with his hands and added: "If it is done well, the country will be in peace."

Done?

Zhu Youxiao almost laughed out loud. If Wang Qi could handle this matter, would you, Ye Xianggao, abdicate and let Wang Qi join the cabinet as the chief minister?

cough cough.

Zhu Youxiao sat up from his chair, rubbed his cheeks with his hands, and said vaguely: "Please step back first and let me think about it again."

"Wei Chen, please leave!" Ye Xianggao slowly stood up and then walked out of the hall.

The moment he stepped forward, the long-time chief assistant immediately straightened up, turned around, and walked quickly out of the palace.

Want to solve the problem of Liaodong refugees fleeing in Gyeonggi?
  You can’t just rely on Donglin or the imperial court! The key is no food and no money!

Refugees are not animals that you can just rush to another place and settle down. Having no way to survive is still a big hidden danger.
  As for returning to Liaodong?
  Thousands of miles away, how come back?
  "Although Duke Lang is good at military affairs, he is still a little immature in political affairs. He has made a big enemy for himself just after returning to the capital. Why should he be like this? Isn't it good to be a rich prince? Is it because he was transferred out of the Liaodong war situation? Is there a fire?”

As Ye Xianggao walked out of the palace, he was thinking about whether he should go to Duke Lang's mansion at night.

　Brothers, I’ve been a little busy these two days, so I’ll update more on Saturdays and Sundays! !

　　
  　
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