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

Chapter 160 Return of the Decree
  "It takes a long time to cultivate good varieties of sweet potatoes. The soil fertility and soil structure in the north are different from those in the south. It takes time to grind and wait. However," Wang Qi tapped his fingers on the table and changed the subject: "Master Xu, for Do you have any research on firearms?"

"What the Duke wants to ask is, the firearms of the Yi people?" Xu Guangqi is an experienced man, so he naturally understands what Wang Qi means: "I have been dealing with the Yi people in these years, and I have learned about this kind of weapons. The Yi people are very sophisticated in making cannons. , is incomparable to our dynasty, and its system, hydrology, legal system and other aspects are also different from our dynasty. I once worked with the missionary France."

"Sir, Master Xu," Wang Qi raised his hand to interrupt Xu Guangqi's long speech and asked directly: "Firearms?"

"Ah?" Xu Guangqi was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and said with a smile, "I'm old and dull, please forgive me."

"The exquisite firearms of the Yi people are due to their skill in casting the cannon. The casting method is related to the quality of the barrel. The quality of the barrel determines the function, range and power of the firearm." Xu Guangqi stroked his beard and said: "I am facing If you want to make a breakthrough in artillery, you need to work hard on cast iron! I once worked in the Ministry of Industry, and there are some craftsmen in the yamen who are well versed in the art of cast iron. However, due to the support of the superior officials and the lack of expenses to report, I can only waste my time. , Make some bows, crossbows and arrow clusters, armor and horseshoes for military use."

"Ministry of Industry?" Wang Qi nodded, thoughtfully.

"My lord, there have been a lot of rumors in the capital recently, are you prepared?" Xu Guangqi picked up the tea and took a sip, then raised his eyes.

"Capital?" Wang Qi looked at the map and geography book on the table and shook his head: "Jizhou Prefecture has many things going on, and I don't have time to take care of them at the moment."

"I heard that even Zuo Guangdou and Yang Lian were imprisoned. The Imperial College was closed because of this. Your Excellency, you have taken the blame for the emperor this time." Xu Guangqi could clearly see the trouble caused by Han Xu's death. , all because Zhu Youxiao wanted to use this to purge the restless courtiers in the court, so as to achieve the purpose of completely controlling the court.

However, this move seems to have been a little too hasty, and the momentum has been reversed.

"With the current emperor's temperament, he will not be able to hold on for long," Wang Qi looked solemnly, pursed his lips, and had helplessness in his eyes.

It can only be said that the emperors of the Zhu family are inferior to each other from generation to generation!
  "Wouldn't that mean that the imperial court will send people to Jizhou Mansion?" Xu Guangqi was a little worried. If the Donglin Party came to Jizhou Mansion and had a conflict with Duke Lang, would they be able to get out of Jizhou Mansion alive?

"What I'm worried about is" Wang Qi shook his head, and just as he was about to speak, Wang Shouxin's voice came from outside the door.

"Sir, someone is coming from the palace!"

When Wang Qi and Xu Guangqi heard this, they looked at each other: "Speak of Cao Cao, Cao Cao said."

Not long after, Wang Qi and Xu Guangqi, together with the officials of Jizhou Prefecture and the local sages, welcomed the envoy into the city.

As an old acquaintance, Wang Tiqian once again came to Jizhou Mansion as an envoy to read out the imperial edict from the palace.

The refugees stranded here in Jizhou Prefecture and even Liaodong also received news that someone from the palace was recalling Duke Lang, and they all gathered in the prefecture's Ya Lai, hoping to keep Wang Qi.

Once Wang Qi leaves, who else can save them?

Who can keep them alive and who can take them back to Liaodong?
  Everyone is looking forward to it, imagining that the imperial edict is to let Wang Qi stay in Jizhou Mansion and rectify the chaos with peace of mind.
  "The achievements of Duke Lang will shine through the ages, and they are my humerus. The pillars of the imperial court. Things in Jizhou Prefecture have taken a break. Refugees from various places and the people of Jizhou Prefecture have been resettled. Scholar Xu Da has stayed behind to deal with it. He immediately ordered Duke Lang to return to the capital. !”

After reading out the imperial edict, Wang Tiqian looked at Wang Qi with a troubled look on his face and said, "Our family is also grieving for Duke Lang. We have just made meritorious deeds every day, but something like this happens. It is really helpless!" Wang Tiqian shook his head with a wry smile, and then Said: "Those stupid civil servants, how can they understand the important affairs of the family and the country? One day, the affairs of the world will be ruined in their hands!"

After all, Zhu Youxiao couldn't hold on anymore and wanted to drag Wang Qi back to Beijing to withstand the fierce firepower attack of the scholars. Here, Wang Qi looked as usual and said thank you, but after getting up, he did not accept the order. After getting up, the guards stood there quietly without any movement.

"Master?" Wang Tiqian was stunned, not knowing what Wang Qi wanted to do.

"What my father-in-law said is indeed true. Those intellectuals who are stupid and stupid will indeed ruin the country's affairs!" Wang Qi handed over his hand, then took out a memorial that he had prepared long ago, handed it to Wang Tiqian and said: "Please return to Beijing to return your orders, father-in-law. I handed this memorandum to the emperor and said that Wang Qi was ordered to appease the refugees. Now that the holy order has not been completed, I asked you to stay in Jizhou Mansion and wait until all the people are settled before going to Beijing."

As soon as Wang Qi finished speaking, waves of breeze blew through the courtyard, and there was silence.

Most people think that Wang Qi might shirk the situation, and then rush to Beijing with the order to clear himself of his grievances and make a decision with those Donglin scholars. At least, there will be no such raging public opinion and raging fire!

But no one would have thought that Wang Qi would be so tough!

He wrote a memorial directly and returned the emperor's imperial edict, and he refused based on the emperor's original order to go to Jizhou Mansion.

Xu Guangqi stood not far away, looking at Wang Qi's back, and marveled in his heart: When the news came back to the capital, those civil servants might be even more angry, wishing they could directly form a group to come to Jizhou Mansion to denounce Wang Qi.

And, more importantly, what should I do about Emperor Tianqi’s face?
  Wang Qi indirectly slapped Tianqi in the face.

This memorial directly tells the world that it was the emperor who asked me to rush to Jizhou Mansion to put out the fire. Now that something happened, the emperor couldn't handle it anymore, so he wanted to call me back to take the blame. Isn't this burning the bridge?
  What should the people of Jizhou Prefecture do?
  What to do with the tens of thousands of refugees in Liaodong?
  Where is your credit, Emperor, in the future?

"My lord, you are really putting our family in trouble," Wang Tiqian's face turned pale. Wang Qi's actions directly caused the inner palace official to pass by in one breath.

Over the hundreds of years of the Ming Dynasty, among those who directly returned the emperor's imperial edict and pointed their noses in the face and refused to give the emperor face, apart from Haigangfeng, Wang Qi wanted to be the second person?
  "My father-in-law turned around and looked around. These people, these lives, these people in ragged clothes under the rule of the emperor, will they let me go back?" Wang Qi smiled and said softly: "My father-in-law said that it is difficult. Compared with Tens of thousands of lives are really not worth mentioning.”

Wang Tiqian turned around and saw an endless line of refugees in ragged clothes standing there with expectant eyes.

A child with childish teeth combed his hair and held a small dog tightly in his hands, whining, expressing fear and helplessness. An old woman was leaning on crutches, leaning on a cane, and was also close to the door. A man with a sallow face and thin muscles, Sweat left traces on the already gloomy face. Women holding babies in their arms were also crowded in the crowd. All of them were hoping that Wang Qi would stay so that they could survive.

"Our family," Wang Tigan thought for a long time, shook his head and said, "Our family can't go back like this. If we return without success, we will be torn apart by those civil servants. Duke Lang needs to give us an amulet."

"How about the refugee picture?" Wang Qi asked.

"Picture of refugees?" Wang Tiqian was stunned.

Wang Shouxin walked out from behind, holding a scroll in both hands, and bowed and handed it to Wang Tiqian.

"This is a picture of the refugees in Jizhou Prefecture. It's such a tragedy in the world. If I leave here, the world will be really hopeless." Wang Qi bowed deeply to Wang Tiqian: "Please, father-in-law, please take this opportunity." Bring it back and let the emperor and officials take a look."

(End of this chapter)