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

Chapter 250 The Meritorious Service of Being First

"Soon, I will set off back to Beijing, and the affairs of Liaodong will be left to you two." After Wang Shouxin read the pardon letter, Wang Qi stood up and walked to Qin Erbao and He Kegang, with deep eyes. With a hint of scrutiny:
  "After I leave Liaodong, you two must work together to govern Liaodong. You must not upset people's hearts, ruin the decades of hard work of the imperial court in Liaodong, and let the achievements that I and my colleagues have poured out with our flesh and blood and lives die half way through. .”

"If the general (junior) obeys the order, he will live up to your entrustment and the expectations of the court!" Qin Erbao and He Kegang bowed to Wang Qi together.

As for everyone in the palace, other than envy, they could not feel any jealousy towards this result.

At this point in the Liaodong War, Wang Qi left aside. Among the others, Qin Erbao, the commander-in-chief on the frontal battlefield, was definitely the one who made the first contribution, while the transportation and intelligence lines opened up by He Kegang, who was transshipping from the rear, completely manipulated Hou Jin. In the palm of your hand.

Therefore, Wang Qi decided that these two people should be the first to fight for this, and no one dared to be dissatisfied.

As for the credit of other people, Wang Qi did not say it here, and there is no need to say it.

After all, Wang Qi only needs to pay attention to the general direction of the reward, and the rest will be judged by the court officials.

Only when there is excessive favoritism and injustice does Wang Qi need to step forward.
  "I have come to see you here today for another matter," Wang Qi put his hands behind his back, walked slowly in the hall, and scanned the crowd and said:

"You must have also seen the plaques of the government affairs offices of the three provinces outside this mansion."

Everyone in the hall looked at Duke Lang and waited quietly for his answer.

"I have submitted a letter to the imperial court, suggesting that Liaodong be divided into three provinces, Quang Ninh Province, Haizhou Province, and Shenyang Province. Among the three provinces, with Liaoyang City as the center, follow-up actions should also be carried out according to the orders of Shenyang City in response to military and political matters. , the reason why Qin Erbao and He Kegang were asked to share the military and political responsibilities was also due to this consideration. As for the candidates for the military and political officials of the other two provinces, I will only make suggestions and will not directly intervene, but there is a general direction. That is, all of you who participated in this Liaodong War will be the main backbone of the military and political affairs of the three provinces in the future."

As soon as Wang Qi said this, most people in the hall were full of surprise and expectation.

With Wang Qi's endorsement, it is equivalent to the imperial court's letter of reward and pardon missing a chapter.

In an instant, the whole hall was filled with respectful and grateful voices.

Following Wang Qi, even a sip of soup is enough to enjoy a lifetime of glory and wealth.

Didn't you see Ding Fu sitting at the bottom of the hall?
  That wouldn't be a living example.

Liaoyang City beheaded the generals, Shenyang City was the first to attack, and they directly jumped from a small horse slave to a guerrilla general.

Being able to talk to Qin Erbao and leaving a name with Wang Qi.

As long as he doesn't act like a monster too much and follows Qin Erbao closely, he will have a place in Liaodong in the future.

While everyone was immersed in the dream of becoming a marquis and worshiping the prime minister, only Yuan Chonghuan sat there thoughtfully. The Liaodong inspector did not understand Wang Qi's intentions.

Divide Liaodong into three provinces. Is this necessary?

Isn't this a disguised attempt to weaken Qin Erbao's authority?
  Not only was Liaodong divided into three parts, He Kegang was also left in Liaodong, equivalent to a supervisor, sitting here for the imperial court.

In doubt, Yuan Chonghuan's eyes stopped on Wang Qi for a moment, and then turned to Qin Erbao.

hiss! ! !
  A ridiculous idea suddenly burst into Yuan Chonghuan's mind.

Could this situation be the result of negotiations between Wang Qi and the court?
  It has been more than ten days since the war ended.

There hasn't been any news from the imperial court. Doesn't this phenomenon mean that the imperial court is still considering it?

Duke Lang used Liaodong to be divided into three provinces and He Kegang was appointed as the general staff of Liaodong in exchange for Qin Erbao being in charge of the military affairs of the three provinces of Liaodong.

Yes.

Yuan Chonghuan already knew in his heart that the princes in the imperial court no longer had the slightest intention of confrontation when facing Wang Qi. Even if they were superior, the Emperor Tianqi in the Palace of Qianqing still relied on Wang Qi to revive the Ming Dynasty, let alone At this time, Duke Lang was suppressed.

In the Ming Dynasty, no martial artist has been in power for many years. Will he appear in the Apocalypse?

Even if Yuan Chonghuan asked himself, could he who bowed down to Wang Qi outside the Donghua Gate be regarded as his help in ascending to a high position?
  For some reason, Yuan Chonghuan felt almost uncontrollable and inexplicable since he saw the plaques on the military and political offices of the three provinces.

Military and political yamen of the three provinces.

On the surface, Wang Qi was reshuffling the military and political affairs of Liaodong.

In fact, Yuan Chonghuan already understood that this was the first step for Wang Qi and the imperial court to fight against each other. In the military and political affairs of Liaodong, Wang Qi covered the sky with one hand, and it was impossible for the court to interfere anymore.

Half an hour later, today's military and political conference has come to an end.

Wang Qi sat on a chair, picked up tea, and drank tea alone.

"Thank you, sir!!"

Yuan Chonghuan stood up and said goodbye to Wang Qi along with everyone.

"Everyone returns to the office and works with peace of mind," Wang Qi nodded.

When he reached the threshold and took a step, Yuan Chonghuan looked back at the hall again.

The weather was gloomy, and the light and shadow in the hall were also slightly gloomy. Wang Qi, who was sitting on the chair, was shrouded in gray, making it difficult to see clearly. He was tall and powerful.

Like a giant tiger.

For a moment, my heart skipped a beat.

In a panic, Yuan Chonghuan knocked his boots on the threshold and almost fell down.

"Master Yuan, are you okay?" Ding Fu was walking behind the crowd. When he saw Yuan Chonghuan was a little unsteady, he stepped forward and stretched out his hand to help him.

"Oh, thank you General Ding. I'm fine." Yuan Chonghuan looked up and saw Ding Fu. His face brightened a little. He stood up and thanked him: "Let's go together?"

"The blessing of the last general." Although Ding Fu was promoted to a guerrilla general and was highly valued by Qin Erbao, he still consciously wanted to get to know each other and get to know more about other colleagues.

Resisting the urge to look back, Yuan Chonghuan took Ding Fu and walked out the door together.

Not long after, the two walked to the door, and Yuan Chonghuan wiped the sweat from his forehead with lingering fear.

"Is it hot, sir?" Ding Fu was stunned. In such a gloomy and cold weather, Yuan Chonghuan seemed to be fainting from the heat.

"No, it's not hot, I'm just weak. It doesn't matter, Yuan said goodbye." Yuan Chonghuan didn't want to stay here any longer. He hurriedly handed over to Ding Fu and turned around to get into the sedan.

Looking at Yuan Chonghuan who was behaving strangely, Ding Fu was a little confused: as a martial artist, he really didn't understand the affairs of scholars.

"General Ding," Ding Fu was stunned when he saw Wang Shouxin's figure not far behind him.

"The general will meet with Commander Wang!" Wang Shouxin is the commander of the personal guard battalion in Wang Qi's mansion. His actual job description is on the same level as Ding Fu's. However, his dispatch and job description are the same, but his actual authority is completely different.

Duke Lang's confidants, even if they meet the general military officer of the big town outside, they must go first, dismount their horses and respectfully say: "Hello, Commander Wang."

But Wang Shouxin himself seems to have no airs.

"If you have nothing to do, would you like to accompany me to my home?"

"General, I obey!" Ding Fu knew that this was the perfect opportunity for him to climb onto Duke Lang's lap, and hurriedly bowed his head.

"Let's just have a drink, don't be so formal," Wang Shouxin patted Ding Fu on the shoulder. His subordinates had already brought horses to the side.

Not long after, the two rode away on horseback.

Gee tut.

What a blessing!

At the gate of the government office, the officials who had not left were all envious of Ding Fu's luck. Being valued by Qin Erbao, and being dragged to drink by Wang Shouxin, wasn't this like a meteoric rise?
  "Ascend first, kill generals, and capture flags. If you and I are the same, General Qin and Commander Wang will definitely favor you," the companion on the side laughed at himself, feeling quite helpless.

If Ding Fu is what he is today, wouldn't he just trade his life for it?
  I can't be envious.

(End of this chapter)