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

Chapter 86: Chatting with Shangyi (please vote!)

Chapter 86: Chatting with Shangyi (please vote!)

Today is May 10th. The sun is just right and the wind is warm. It seems like it’s time for a small chat.

In restaurants and tea shops, friends are having a drink, and colleagues are drinking together.

Outside Sijiu City, uncles and nephews met to discuss court affairs.

At the same time, the driver of Zuo Guangdou, the governor of Liaodong, also arrived at the door of Han Xu, the second assistant to the cabinet.

Things are often like this in the world, and it seems that forces from all sides gather together inadvertently, which proves the saying that when a storm happens, a dragon will rise and become a dragon.

In fact, Zuo Guangdou had already entered the palace yesterday, which was regarded as a solo visit.

After all, as a feudal official, an experienced minister in the court, and the former deputy censor of Zuodu, Zuo Guangdou's status was still extremely transcendent.

But after meeting the saint, Zuo Yizhi was in a very bad mood.

Within only a quarter of an hour of conversation, Zuo Guangdou had heard Wang Qi's name from Zhu Youxiao more than ten times.

A general from Liaodong, Wu Qu from the Ming Dynasty, went into the grassland alone and beheaded the enemy on a starry night.

Listening to Zhu Youxiao's unabashed appreciation and expectations, Zuo Guangdou didn't know how to answer other than his expressionless face.

Until then, Zuo Guangdou was certain that the Ming Emperor really wanted to grant Wang Qi the title of Marquis of Dingyuan!
  Zuo Guangdou felt that as the governor of Liaodong, the emperor should at least ask about Liaodong's political affairs when he met the emperor, right?

But there was not a single sentence. Instead, it was all about how Wang Qi managed the army, how to carry out the horse trade, and how to form an alliance with the Mongols.
  From Zuo Guangdou's perspective, this is to suppress the highest civilian official in Liaodong as a warrior.

Simply ridiculous!
  When he finally left the palace, the hope of reconciliation with Wang Qi disappeared in Zuo Guangdou's heart, and was replaced by extremely strong fear!
  In the hall, Han Xuduan sat at the top, with Zuo Guangdou, Yang Lian and Liu Zongzhou on both sides.

Obviously, the first assistant Ye Xianggao has been excluded by several people.
  "About Wang Qi, what do you think of Zuo Yizhi?" Han Xu picked up the teacup, thought for a moment and put it down again, with a solemn look on his face.

This was the first time that several Donglin bosses got together, just for a nineteen-year-old military attache.

"The situation in Liaodong is complicated. We cannot let him lead us astray." Zuo Guangdou shook his head slightly: "Our eyes should not be led by him. We cannot just focus on the alliance when he says we will form an alliance with Horqin. He said three years Ping Liao, we will study Ping Liao immediately!"

"However, there are very few people who know the soldiers in Donglin. In the court, no one has more say in Liaodong affairs than Wang Qi." Liu Zongyi's face was slumped, and he was obviously taken by Wang Qi's momentum. These days Didn't sleep well all day.

"Then don't talk about military matters! Don't mention Liaodong! Don't argue with him within the scope of his advantage!" Zuo Guangdou's mind was extremely clear and he emphasized: "Our advantage lies in the court, in the hearts of the people, and in controlling the world. Scholar!"

After listening to Zuo Guangdou's words, Han Xu leaned on his chair and said nothing.

Yang Lian pursed her lips tightly and looked livid.

Liu Zongzhou coughed twice to ease the embarrassment.

It was obvious that in the court debate a few days ago, Donglin ended in failure due to Zuo Guangdou's advantage.

Wang Qi's sentence: putting party strife above state affairs made Yang Wenru barely able to breathe.

"We can't let him continue to be so arrogant. How will the world view us?" Yang Lian said with cold eyes and a low voice. "He has the support of the emperor, so naturally he has a loud voice and a straight back! He is extremely arrogant," Zuo Guangdou snorted coldly: "But it is undeniable that he still has some effect in Liaodong!"

"What do you mean?" Han Xu seemed to have captured something keenly.

"We can just kill him on the border of Liaodong. Since he likes to fight against Jiannu, let him go. If he wins, he will make more achievements and it will be beneficial to the court. If he loses, his reputation will be damaged, which will be convenient for us and others. Take it easy, both sides are beneficial!" Zuo Guangdou folded his hands and scanned the crowd: "Isn't it right?"

"In this way, we will have enough energy to renovate the court." Han Xu had already understood what Zuo Guangdou meant, and added at the end: "Especially, because of His Majesty's connivance in recent days, the hand of the Chief of Ceremonies has been extended. It’s too long.”

Because of Wang Qi's actions, Donglin is not as united as before. These days, Dongchang Fanzi, Jinyiwei and other ministers' minions have infiltrated the court and have begun to contact the Chu Party and the Zhejiang Party.

It is reported that Wei Zhongxian has made private peace with Yao Zongwen, a backbone of the Zhejiang Party and the Ministry of Household Affairs, and wants to use the commercial tax money in Jiangsu and Zhejiang for the emperor's private treasury, and this money was originally used to relieve refugees from Shanxi and Shaanxi.
  "Then there's only one thing left. Wang Huazhen arrived in Beijing today." After sitting for a long time, Yang Lian finally said: "Looking at Wang Qi's words that day, he will definitely protect this uncle."

"Humph, how to protect him? He was charged with liaison with a slave, and he just wanted to save him with just three years of peace?" Zuo Guangdou sneered and said: "Things that were not finished that day, the imperial meeting in a few days will be the main topic! I don’t believe that Wang Qi can come up with a strategy for Ping Liao that convinces everyone in just a few days!”

Everyone knows that if Wang Qi wants to protect Wang Huazhen, he must come up with a convincing strategy for Pingliao, not only to convince Emperor Tianqi, but also to convince the court.

After all, this matter was of great importance, and Zhu Youxiao himself had to be cautious.

"In any case, we need to be fully prepared this time. After all, we still don't fully understand the Liaodong affairs. We need to find a civil servant who is familiar with the situation in Liaodong so that we can make a clear target and debate with him!" Han Xu said, feeling suddenly dry in the mouth. , picked up the teacup and took a sip. For some reason, Wang Qi put too much pressure on everyone.

"Do you remember that there was a chief of the Ministry of War named Yuan Chonghuan?" Yang Lian frowned and thought of a person: "Back then, he went to Liaodong alone to explore the mistakes in the maps of the Ministry of War. After he came back, he said that as long as he had enough troops and horses We can defend Liaodong without losing money and food!"

"I'm a bit impressed," Han Xu and Zuo Guangdou nodded.

At that time, Yuan Chonghuan's words also aroused some discussion in the court, but his official remarks were trivial and did not attract attention after all.

"I happen to be familiar with him at the Ministry of War," Liu Zongzhou recommended, "I'll go talk to him tomorrow."

"Tell him that as long as Wang Qi's arrogance can be suppressed this time! The reward he will get will be unimaginable! We have never been stingy," Han Xu still told him when the matter was important.

"learn."

The four of them looked at each other and saw a hint of nervousness in each other's eyes.

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"Ahhh!!!"

For some reason, Yuan Chonghuan, who had always been in the habit of sleeping, suddenly woke up from his sleep.

Looking at the bright moonlight outside the window, Yuan Chonghuan put on his clothes and sat up from the bed.

The table in the hall is filled with books on the strategy of Liaodong and the east, and the floor is also filled with hand-drawn maps of the west of Liaodong. It was painted by Yuan Chonghuan himself when he went to Liao Dynasty.

"Three years of Ping Liao?" Yuan Chonghuan looked at the books on the table and said silently: "I'm afraid it's just to comfort you!"

(End of this chapter)

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