Dao fruit.

Back at the Privy Council, Wang Jing said to Geng Chi in a complaining tone, "Brother Geng, you received the news, why didn't you tell me in advance, you almost made me lose my dignity in front of your Majesty."

When Li Kun asked a question just now, Wang Jing failed to answer in time, which inevitably left a bad impression.

It stands to reason that he is not responsible for the news about Qiu Yan, but if there are traces, he should be informed.

Hearing this, Geng Chi replied apologetically: "Brother Wang calmed down, it's not intentional to hide, there is actually something inside." Since becoming a privy secretary, he has gradually kept a low profile, and does not easily quarrel with others, even those whose official positions are lower than him, always smile at each other.

In the final analysis, it is still the role of the imperial court to "unify the military with literature". After all, he was a military officer. Although he has the character of a ruler, he still makes many literati dislike him, and he will easily find fault. Of course, he must be more careful.Hearing Wang Jing's complaint now, he naturally wanted to explain the matter clearly.

"Oh? There's an inside story?" Wang Jing was also surprised when he heard it. He thought it was an excuse, but he followed Geng Chi to his office and watched him pull out a drawer from a cabinet.

This room is very large and is occupied by rows of cabinets. The cabinets are somewhat similar to medicine cabinets, divided into small drawers. There are labels on the drawer doors with words written on them, mostly place names and regions.

The drawer that Geng Chi pulled out had the words "Guanwaidao, Dajieshan" written on it. He took out a note from it and handed it over.

"Is it just news? If you find Qiu Yan, you must arrange someone to take it back?" Wang Jing looked puzzled. After taking the note, he unfolded it and his eyelids jumped again. "What's going on?"

Geng Chi smiled wryly: "This is exactly the reason why Brother Wang was not informed. Qiu Yan's movements are too bizarre. The news is also very vague, and it is difficult to distinguish the truth from the false, so I asked the spies to investigate again, and I am going to find out the true and false. "

"So that's how it is." Wang Jing calmed down after experiencing the surprise at the beginning, "This kind of news can only be reported after verification. You are doing it safely. I blamed you."

Geng Chi sighed: "I didn't expect it either. His Majesty would suddenly fall ill. This matter was too sudden, so I didn't deal with it properly."

"Actually, it's not too sudden." After Wang Jing said this, he shut up and stopped talking about it, but Geng Chi already understood the meaning in his heart.

Li Kun must do everything personally and is extremely diligent. This kind of behavior is described in history books, and later generations will naturally praise him, but it can be said in contemporary courtiers.It's not a good thing, no one wants the immediate boss to be such a workaholic, not only talking about himself, but also meddling everywhere.In this way, it is difficult not to feel tired.

What's more, many ministers have noticed Li Kunjian's forgetfulness.After all, it is often played, and it is okay to be asked repeatedly on a certain question once or twice.If there are too many times, it will inevitably arouse suspicion, and then there will be speculation.

However, judging the emperor by his ministers is not appropriate in terms of etiquette. Wang Jing can only point it out, and he will not express it in words.

While talking, the topic came back to the piece of information. After the two privy envoys exchanged a few words, they still decided not to report the matter, and to figure out Qiu Yan's purpose. To proceed, it is best to invite the original of the military classics to the capital first.

After the discussion was over, Wang Jing left. He still had a lot of things to do. Now that Rouluo was in chaos and Zuo Xian gave the head, the head was on the way to the capital. The official forces opposed the war, but those in charge of the military and government cannot pin their hopes on peace, they need to prepare for the war in advance, and the emperor has the intention to fight, so everything is complicated.

If there is a war, it must not be like Xiao Lan, who brought enough dry food for a few days, assaulted with cavalry, and came and went like the wind. Instead, he had to be prepared for a tug-of-war.

The Ministry of War is concerned about the deployment of equipment and logistics supplies, but the Privy Council, as the top military administration, cannot ignore it. What's more, the determination of the overall strategy, the transfer of troops and horses, and other general plans cannot be bypassed by the Privy Council. Wang Jing and another deputy privy envoy will be busy with this matter in the next few days, even Geng Chi will have to intervene.

However, there is still some free time for him right now, so after sending Wang Jing away, Geng Chi pondered for a moment, went to the corner of the room, tapped a copper pipe three times, took out a piece of paper, squeezed it into a ball, Lift the cap off the tube and throw it down.

when!when!when!

A crisp sound came out, and a complex underground system was busy. Someone took out the paper balls, marked them with priorities, passed them layer by layer, and finally sent them to the camp outside the city.

Privy envoys are in charge of the military administration, so it is taboo to directly contact the military like this, but the matter is nothing more than human favors, and it is not a special case of promotion, so Geng Chi will not act rashly.

In the large tent of the Beijing camp, a heroic man sat at the head seat, talking with the generals, when a messenger brought the news from the Privy Council to his hand, after he read it, he tore up the note.

"Everyone," followed, the heroic man cleared his throat, and said, "Just now, the Generalissimo has received news."

The others immediately stopped and listened.

"The news is about Qiu Xiuzhuan."

After the heroic man finished speaking, the camp became lively again.

"Qiu Xiuzhuan? The champion?"

"But the champion and the classics are going back to Beijing? I've wanted to see the military classics for a long time!"

"Old Li, why are you joining in the fun, you old boy can't read!"

"Why are you in a hurry? Even though you have been studying for a few days, you are not a scholar, and your knowledge is limited. Do you know that the ancient books were originally blessed with supernatural powers? If you look at them, you can understand the truth even if you don't know how to read! "

"Is there such a thing?"

"Don't listen to his nonsense. Our military classics are also humane classics. How can they be blessed by supernatural powers? What are supernatural powers? Once our army is powerful, supernatural powers will collapse. How can it be compared with the original military classics?"

……

The heroic man looked at the reactions of the people in the tent, and nodded secretly. He already knew Qiu Yan's life, and knew that he was more inclined to the Confucian school of literature. Showing kindness is the easiest way to win people over.So he let the general's kindness towards Qiu Yan spread.

After the discussion subsided, the man said again: "I'm afraid I'll disappoint you. Qiu Xiuzhuan didn't return to Beijing. He arrived in Dingchang first, and then went along the northern border on the way. He said he wanted to keep improving and perfect the classics."

Immediately, someone praised: "After all, he is a learned man who can write military classics. This ambition is lofty and not complacent! It is different from those weak civil servants whose eyes are high above the top!"

"That's exactly what I want to say," the heroic man continued, "Some of you have connections in northern Xinjiang, and you need to mobilize these connections and pass on a message for their attention."

This is the use of human resources. When the generals heard about it, they all paid attention and became curious.

This kind of thing is not uncommon.The treatment of this Beijing camp is higher than that of the frontier army, but they are not subordinate to each other, but those who can come to the Beijing camp to be the commander, except for the noble children.Most of them are generals with military exploits in the frontier. When these people come to the capital, they will have closer contact with their comrades in the frontier, and their personal friendship will become stronger.It is an open secret to support each other.

But most of the things that need to use this kind of relationship are orders that are not convenient for public release.Otherwise, wouldn't it be safer to go through official channels?

The heroic man said again: "I have received news that after leaving Dingchang, Qiu Xiuzhuan went all the way east along the border of northern Xinjiang. In the past two days, he has clashed with three Hu tribes and will be arrested. The people of the Central Plains were released, and some of them fled to Darui, and this is the news."

"Walk along the edge? Conflict with the three tribes? Could it be that Zhuangyuangong fought against the tribe with his own strength? Even if he is a master of life cultivation, he may be suppressed by the blood pressure of that tribe."

Many people here have rich experience in the battlefield, and some of them have been in northern Xinjiang for many years, and they grasped the key at once.

The heroic man said at the right time: "It is necessary for you to initiate a relationship to verify the authenticity of this matter. The matter is of great importance. If you don't understand the purpose of Qiu Xiuzhuan, and rashly call in the name of the Privy Council and the Ministry of War, it may be self-defeating. Bring unnecessary trouble, do you understand this point?"

All the generals looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally nodded their heads, but they also muttered in their hearts.

"It seems that although the number one scholar is a great person, he is not a peaceful person. With the death of King Zuo Xian, it is difficult for Rou Luo to step down. If there is another wave in the grassland, even if it is just a small wave, it will be counted. If there are too many, a storm will be brewed! However, being alone is a big deal, even a monk is hard to beat with two fists, and a person who can read classics, how could he not think of this?"

………………

Qiu Yan, who everyone said was brewing a storm, was standing on the top of a hill, staring intently at it. At the end of his line of sight, there was a cloud of popularity.

This cloud, which is invisible to people without cultivation, represents the place where people gather. On the grassland, such a scene shows that there is a settlement of a tribe.

At the foot of the hill, there is a group of ragged people gathered, the number is really quite a lot, roughly a few hundred people, including old and young, men and women, are sitting around and sharing cooked food, Many people gobbled it up, eating indecently, as if they hadn't eaten for a few days.

During the swallowing interval, from time to time someone looked up at the hills and observed Qiu Yan carefully.

"Ran Lian, what do you mean by saying that this person rescued us and said those words? With people like us, can we fight against barbarians? Isn't that sending us to death?"

Soon, someone whispered.

As soon as the voice fell, a man who looked about 30 years old narrowed his eyes and shook his head.

"It's hard to say now, but if he hadn't saved us, the rest of our lives would have been miserable." (To be continued...)

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Finally, recommend a friend's masterpiece:

"Looking at the World", author: Yanyu Yijian

Introduction: One flower, one world, one leaf, one bodhi, the stars are sacrificed, the sky is broken, and the Tao fruit is stolen.