surnamed Wang

Late at night, Lian Li tidied himself up and came outside the room of the third princess. In the whole afternoon, he only took a bath three times, and he was already a little swollen.

"Who?"

The lazy voice of the three princesses came from inside the house.

"My lady, it's me."

"Oh, what's the matter?" The third princess obviously sounded like she had just woken up.

"Uh... lady, didn't you let me in during the day?"

"Oh."

After a short while, the door was opened, and the woman looked at the man sleepily, and immediately regained her spirits, "It's the middle of the night, why are you dressed like this?"

I saw that the son-in-law was dressed in beige scribe satin, and was wearing a gown. Even the belt was inlaid with gold and jade. It seemed that he had taken out all the treasures from the bottom of the box.

Lian Li smiled awkwardly, "It's just ordinary casual clothes."

The third princess was too lazy to delve into it, so she said "Come in" lightly, and then turned back to the house.

From the beginning to the end, Lian Li had a refined smile on his face, matched with his chin beard, he looked quite handsome and elegant.

……

It was night, the lights went out, Lian Li was lying on the ground, the princess was sleeping on the bed, and Lian Li was looking at the beams, this situation seemed to be different from what was expected.

"What did Emperor Shun ask you for a few days ago?" The woman on the bed asked.

"It's nothing, it's still related to the administration of officials, but His Majesty and the Eighth Prince went out for a trip before, and it seems that he was inspired by something. This time, he sent me to Zhongzhou to resettle the local refugees. I guess I will leave in a few days."

"Oh, when will you be back?"

"I don't know, half a month sooner, or two or three months later..."

The room returned to silence again, and not long after, the woman's faint snoring came from the bed, and even the son-in-law gave a wry smile and sighed, and turned over.

Tonight, someone is destined to be unable to sleep.

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The next day, a rare visitor came to the princess mansion - the eighth prince of the current dynasty, Wang Chuanquan, besides Yan Rongrong and the sixth princess.

Wang Gangquan looked at the brother-in-law curiously, and after a while he opened his mouth and said:

"Lien Consort, what are your eye sockets?"

Lian Li touched his darkened eyes subconsciously, smiled and said:

"I didn't sleep well last night."

Wang Gingquan glanced to the side first, and found that the three women were chatting passionately, so he turned his head and whispered:

"What's the situation, you are not allowed to enter the house?"

"I went in last night, but I didn't sleep on the bed, I slept on the floor."

"Miss Huang won't let me?"

"Ah."

"Beast!"

Lian Li Wenyan first glanced at Wang Gangquan strangely, then glanced in the direction of the third princess, and then whispered:
"Although it is wrong for the princess not to let me sleep on the bed, the word 'animal' is too much..."

Before Lian Li could finish speaking, Wang Gangquan directly interrupted:
"I'm talking about you, you are really obedient if she doesn't let you sleep in bed? Let me ask you, does she go to bed early, maybe she is still snoring?"

"how do you know?"

Lian Li's face was full of surprise, he had long heard that the prince in front of him had a habit of voyeurism, could it be...

"What are you thinking?" Wang Bingquan noticed something was wrong just by looking at the other party's eyes, "To tell you the truth, this is a common trick used by women. They are thin-skinned and it's hard to speak up, but you have to be thick-skinned as an old man. The chances are endless. I gave it to you, but you don't know how to cherish it, what a mess!
Later, I will introduce you to Master Liu, who is absolutely unmatched in thick-skinned. "

The Master Liu that Wang Gangquan was talking about was undoubtedly Liu Luming. May I ask, is there a second guy in the world who has neither literary talents nor looks, but can coax the princess into his hand with just one mouth?

Even Li Wenyan showed remorse, and didn't see such an obvious secret, so he hurriedly cupped his hands and said:

"It's up to you, my lord."

"Family, let's talk about it."

While the few people were talking, a maid in the Princess Mansion suddenly pointed to the air and said:

"Look, it's snowing."

Several relatives of the dynasty looked at the sky when they heard the words, and snowflakes as big as goose feathers floated down. This was the first snow before the New Year's Eve, and the auspicious snow heralds a good year.

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The festivities before the Chinese New Year were not limited to the common people. Because of Wang Quanquan's words, Emperor Shun suspended the secret inspection of the officials of the Manchu Dynasty. All the officials escaped the catastrophe for the time being without knowing it, and every household was the same as in previous years. Start shopping for New Year's goods.

Jiang Xiucheng stayed in the palace for another three months after being selected, and then went to the Ministry of Industry to become a doctor. However, the young man never imagined that he would join the wolves just after leaving the tiger's mouth. His immediate boss was the incomprehensible Liu Luming and Liu Shilang.

With a new colleague joining the job, Liu Luming naturally would not let go of this opportunity to flaunt his prestige. After some bullshit lectures, the ears of Jiang Xiucheng, who was full of black lines, finally calmed down.

Although Jiang Xiucheng is high-spirited, being an official and studying are two different paths after all. Even if Liu Luming's stomach is full of straw, Jiang Xiucheng can find advantages in him, and it can be regarded as a joy in hardship.

The young man moved out of the Prince's Mansion and moved into his own mansion. Although it was not as magnificent as the Ankang Prince's Mansion, it was his own mansion after all, so he didn't need to depend on others.

Although Jiang Xiucheng has never realized that no one is under the eaves, and he also knows that Wang Gangquan's character is not bad, but he just feels uncomfortable, probably because of the so-called scholarly arrogance.

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There was one less bickering person in the palace, so Wang Gingquan couldn't help but feel a little bored. Looking at Jiang Xiuye ​​who was smiling beside him, Wang Gingquan raised his eyebrows and said:
"Old man, are you so happy that your grandson is gone?"

Jiang Xiuye ​​heard the words and didn't even hide it, nodded and said:

"I'm really happy. This kid doesn't lack ambition and talent, but he lacks some experience. Although the prince specially arranged for him to be under Liu Shilang, no one can help him with the real difficulties. Only he can overcome them by himself."

"What problem?" Wang Gingquan asked suspiciously.

The old man stroked his beard, took a sip of the warm rice wine on the table, and answered the irrelevant question:

"It is a well-known fact that today's son favors Lianma, and there is a strong tendency to support him as the first minister.

The prince adopted the old man's suggestion a few days ago and led His Majesty to the place where the refugees gathered. Presumably, His Majesty must have realized that the disaster of the refugees is far greater than the disaster of the officials, and the meeting should have already started to deal with it.

In my humble opinion, this matter will not be handed over to any other official office, but only to the newly established Qingwen Pavilion.

His Majesty didn't believe that those officials were one thing, and more he wanted to set a precedent for this group of new attendants and consultants, and then to add another stroke to Lian Lang's resume.

Few people in the court care about the life and death of the refugees. They are happy for others to do this kind of hard, tiring, and oily work. The rest of the Jinshi have been assigned to various places for a while. The petty officials who embezzled the disaster relief funds were investigated one by one, and these people could replace them at any time.

The current situation in the court is not just layer upon layer. If the people at the bottom are gone, there will naturally be fewer people doing dirty work, and the annual filial money will also decrease accordingly.

Cut off their food first, starve for a few days, and then slowly clean up one by one, so that they can see how the power they have worked hard for a lifetime is gone... His Majesty's move can be said to be both murderous and heartbreaking. . "

Wang Gangquan smiled when he heard the words, and jokingly said:
"Old man, it is said that literati have swords that can kill people without blood. I think this is wrong. This is not a sword, it is clearly a dung spoon. Not only can it hit people, but it can even kill people if it is disgusting.

The second child has been seen through by you now. If you say something that is not very elegant, it is almost the same as standing in front of you without clothes. How about it? Would you like me to introduce you?
You, an old thousand-mile horse, can't be put in my stable for the rest of your life, can you? "

The old man stroked his beard with a smile, "I don't have any big ambitions. It's enough to have a roof over my head. If I really want to seek fame and fame, I won't be unknown until now. Besides, the prince is a horse. The circle is not small."

Wang Gingquan picked up the wine jug that was getting cold on the table, put it back into the boiling hot water, spread his hands beside the stove, and said while keeping warm:

"Old man, what does this have to do with the problem you just mentioned?"

Jiang Xiuye ​​smiled, and pointed to the wine glass in his hand. Wang Gingquan had no choice but to take out the hot rice wine and pour another glass for the other party.

"My lord thinks, after Lian Li, who will be the first minister of this dynasty? Is it the sons of the noble families who came from the noble families, or the noble sons who came from the poor families?
How many so-called descendants of aristocratic families will be left by this time next year?I am afraid that most of them will be uprooted by Emperor Shun. Even if there are indeed good governance talents among them, the Holy Majesty will not dare to take the risk of misconduct by powerful officials.

In the future court, I am afraid that it will be dominated by the children of poor families. It will take hundreds of years to go from a poor family to a high one.

The world belongs to the royal family, and even the son-in-law is a member of the royal family. Naturally, in doing things, the interests of the royal family come first. The king comes first, the people come second, and then the courtiers. This is what the present day wants. "

The old man who was full of strategies stopped clicking, and continued to squint his eyes to taste the rice wine, while Wang Gangquan was confused, "And then? You want Jiang Xiucheng to be the next chief assistant after Lian Li?"

Although Wang Gangquan guessed the general idea, but seeing the old man nodding with a smile, he couldn't help being surprised.

"Old man, I have to remind you that you are playing with fire. Is Emperor Shun a Mingjun? Put it aside for now. If you let him know that you are planning the world of the Wang family and the court decades later, you will be the king of heaven." Lao Tzu, he also has to find a way to get your skin off."

The old man smiled noncommittally and said:
"When he understands, I'm afraid that the old man has already been buried in the earth. Speaking of conceit, although my fortune-telling ability is not as good as that of Zhou Jianzheng from the Qin Tianjian, but the kung fu of calculating people's hearts is not as good as mine.

The future court situation has already been decided, but none of you can see through it. The old man is just following the trend. Even if Jiang Xiucheng is not the first assistant, there will be Shen Xiucheng and Pan Xiucheng.

The Wang family's world, I don't need Zhou Jianzheng to deduce the old man to know that it will not last for 300 years! "

At the end of the old man's speech, he was already a little bit drunk, and his tone was rarely filled with the pride and conceit of a young man. Wang Gangquan shook his head with a wry smile, and added another glass of wine to the other party.

Seeing the other party shaking his head, the old man thought he didn't believe it, so he continued:

"Boy Wang, don't look at the old man's old age, his old eyes are dim, but his heart is getting brighter.

Sheng Endi has a good vision. You are a good seedling to be an emperor. You are not constrained by the world, but you have a good eye, and you are unambiguous in your actions.

If you were willing to nod your head and become emperor at the beginning, let alone 300 years of Guozuo, even 500 years would be no problem.

But the old man is strange, the throne that others have no time to fight for, is it really so hot to your ass? "

For the old man's unabashed praise, Wang Gangquan just smiled and said after taking a sip of rice wine:

"Old man, you can just say this in front of me, and you will be addicted to it, don't talk nonsense when you go outside, the second child is small-minded.

Besides, even if it really comes to the point of choosing a prince to inherit the throne, there is still the fifth brother to stand up for it. I don’t have much to say. I may be able to contribute a little bit to help the society. forget it. "

"You, you, it's really mud that can't support the wall."

The old man was really drunk, and after laughing and scolding him as a prince, he fell asleep on the table.

Afraid that he would catch a cold, Wang Gingquan took off the fox fur from his body, covered the old man, and said softly:

"Old Jiangtou, your wishful thinking may come to nothing."

How could he not know that what the other party said just now, although he didn't say a word about making him the emperor, but he didn't say anything about it, whether Jiang Xiucheng or Shen Qianqiu, no matter who is the next chief assistant, they are just helping Pave the way yourself.

However, I am a puddle of mud, which is still very thin, and I can count on him to fill the gaps. If I want to use it to build walls, it is useless to add more straw.

Snowflakes fluttered in the sky, and Wang Gingquan was enjoying the snow while drinking. After a long time, he sighed leisurely:
"It's a pity that this snow of innocence has fallen in the world that is not very innocent."

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The news that Lang Guan Lian Li led a hundred attendants and consultants out of Beijing quickly spread, Emperor Shun thought twice, and gave up the idea of ​​letting these officials have a bad year, and instead wanted to let the people have a good year.

The team of more than a hundred people was escorted by officers and soldiers holding firecrackers, and divided into several teams to go to the places where the refugees were most serious in various parts of the dynasty.

This group of people nominally appease the refugees and cooperate with the local government to distribute supplies, but in fact they hold the power of life and death and secretly investigate local officials.Once it is discovered that there are people who have enriched themselves by using power for personal gain, they can pass the secret report to the capital through the local secret guards, and they will be dismissed or escorted to Beijing or exiled by assassination after the emperor's ruling. If the circumstances are serious, they can be directly executed on the spot.

As the news comes and goes, let's not talk about it for a month, and simmer the bastard slowly, there is no rush for this matter.The attendants and advisors who had been instigated by Lian Li before to fight against the enemy could not wait to gear up. Not only did they not feel the sadness of leaving Beijing at the end of the year, but they all had a bit of joy on their faces.

After all, killing corrupt officials during Chinese New Year is much more interesting than killing chickens.

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In the palace, there were lights and festoons, and the red lanterns had long been hung high.Although there are cooks in the mansion, there is no reason not to let people go home during the Chinese New Year, so the meals are handed over to the women in the mansion.

A group of young women with a similar age gap gathered together, plus a few daughters from rich families called by Yan Rongrong, Yingying Yanyan chirped and looked very seductive.

Sitting in the courtyard sipping tea, Wang Gingquan watched his son set off firecrackers carefully. This feeling of stability was very comfortable.

At this moment, a hearty voice suddenly came from outside the door:

"Little Quan, I'm back."

The only person in the world who calls Wang Gingquan like this is that General Wu Ying who is far away in the frontier.

"Fifth brother."

Wang Gangquan quickly stood up with a smile on his face, walked towards the person, and then began to look behind him.

"What are you looking for?" Wang Bingru asked suspiciously.

"What about her?"

"What are you thinking? She is Empress Xichi, how could it be..."

Wang Bingru stopped speaking halfway, because he saw that the other party was looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Fifth Brother, I didn't say who it was."

Old Wang Bingru blushed, changed the subject and said, "Here, Yanglongcao, last time you left in a hurry and forgot to bring it."

Wang Gingquan took the bag of specialties from the Western Regions, handed it over to the steward, and continued the topic just now:
"Don't be useless, I have all the melon seeds ready, just waiting to hear the story between you and that empress."

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