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

Chapter 18 The Governor of Liaodong who protects the calf
  Seeing the people in front of him who kept kowtowing and thanking each other, Xiong Tingbi was very satisfied.

At the same time, the wishful thinking of the strategic minister came to fruition: Wang Huazhen's nephew succeeded. If the cabinet did not receive his memorandum on Liaodong's great victory, would the imperial court believe Wang Huazhen's words?
  The most ridiculous thing in the world! This is not the way to recommend virtuous people without avoiding relatives, especially in the officialdom. Such achievements require the cabinet, the chief ceremonial supervisor, and his son to send people down to check. Without his cooperation, Xiong Tingbi, who would dare to say that this is Wang Qi's credit? Therefore, for such a great achievement, Wang Qi must accept his kindness no matter what!

Once Wang Qi established a foothold in Liaodong, from the court's point of view, Wang Huazhen, Wang Qi's uncle, could no longer stay in Liaodong. Two big officials in one department was not a situation the court wanted to see.

Therefore, in the end, he, Xiong Tingbi, wins!
  "Good nephew," Xiong Tingbi figured out the key and immediately changed his title. He stepped forward and pulled Wang Qi to exchange greetings, as if the two had known each other for years: "You don't have to worry about the court. You are the first to contribute to this Siping battle. You My uncle is the governor of Liaodong, so it’s not convenient for him to ask for great merits for you. As the manager of Liaodong, I still have the qualifications, hahaha, don’t worry."

"Thank you, Mr. Jinglue. I am not the only one who takes the credit for this time. You, Mr. Jinglue, and my uncle, the governor of Liaodong, are the ones who coordinate the overall situation. They have worked hard and the first credit should be yours."

Wang Qi and Xiong Tingbi, one old and the other young, walked side by side and had a conversation, as if they were dividing spoils.
  "Who on earth doesn't want the respect of the imperial court?" Liaodong Inspector Fang Xun looked at the two people in front of him and was speechless for a moment.

"Master Xiong is so flexible and flexible, you can't wait for the unexpected!" Lu Enguang, the commander of Jinyiwei, also smacked his lips, saying that in terms of thick skin, it is difficult to compare with him.

At this moment, Luo Yiguan and other military officers could only follow a few adults from a distance, watching eagerly without daring to go any further. Didn't you see that the inspectors and commanders were eagerly waiting for the opportunity?

In this kind of situation, it is not something that a small general soldier can go in and share the credit.

Siping Fort had just experienced a war, and the city walls were almost completely destroyed, with broken walls and charred bricks and tiles. Xiong Tingbi led everyone around for a long time before entering the fort leisurely.

Not long after, everyone sat down in the General Military Office.

"There is no good tea in the fort, please forgive me, sir," Luo Guanyi was a little worried. Siping Fort is an important city defense town, and there are many favorite drinks among soldiers. Good tea is a rare thing.

"It doesn't matter, these orange leaves are delicious when soaked in boiling water." Xiong Tingbi laughed loudly when he heard this and waved his hand: "When I was young and studying, my family was poor and had little money. Sometimes I was hungry and had no money, so I would I chewed some orange peel to satisfy my hunger, and now I taste this tea again, it has a different taste."

"Is your nephew good enough to drink?" Xiong Tingbi looked at Wang Qi, who was sitting next to him, with a concerned tone, like a generous elder treating his younger generation.

"It's slightly sweet and has a good taste," Wang Qi lowered his eyebrows and looked like a well-behaved nephew, without any of the decisiveness on the battlefield.

After chatting for a long time, Xiong Tingbi put down his tea cup and finally got ready to get down to the topic: "This Battle of Siping is the first large-scale confrontation with the Eight Banners of Jianzhou after the fall of Liaoyang. Under the wise guidance of the Holy Emperor, under the imperial court's guidance, Under the deployment, all the generals worked together and served their orders sincerely, and we achieved it."

"Report!" Xiong Tingbi was about to conclude when the guard outside the door said: "Sir, the governor's guard of honor has arrived at the gate of the government office."

As soon as these words came out, everyone except Wang Qi felt their hearts skip a beat.

The war has just ended, will the drama of feuding be staged again in Sipingbao?

While everyone was thinking, the sound of hurried footsteps and the sounds of greetings could be heard in the front yard.

"The governor has arrived!!!" The guard's roll call voice was extremely penetrating.

Before he finished speaking, Wang Huazhen, dressed in crimson court uniform, appeared in front of everyone.

"The lower official (the last general) pays homage to the governor!"

Including Wang Qi, all officials below the third rank in the hall worshiped him. Only Liaodong Manager Xiong Tingbi did not move at all. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip before saying leisurely: "The Governor Wang is not slow to come."

"If you slow down any longer, this eighty-eight acres of my land will belong to you Xiong Jinglue," Wang Huazhen sneered, ignoring the people who were greeting him, and walked straight to the top position and sat side by side with Xiong Tingbi.

In the hall, Wang Qi secretly sighed: This comparison shows the difference.

If Wang Qi read it correctly, Luo Yiguan was wearing Xiong Tingbi's cloak when he was outside the fort. Not to mention the scene where he dismounted from his horse and personally supported the generals, and then greeted them one by one, which made my uncle, an official. The ability to manipulate people's hearts cannot be mastered!
  "Wang Qi," Wang Huazhen called Wang Qi's name as soon as he sat down, with a cold tone.

"The last general is here," Wang Qi and his uncle are both called by official titles when they are outside.

"Retell the battle of Zhenwu Fort to me again!" Wang Huazhen had just entered the fort and had already understood the story of the battle. She was overjoyed at first for Wang Qi's extraordinary contribution in this battle. , and then heard that Sun Degong had rebelled, he was surprised and uncertain, so he entered the hall just now and was furious.

"My lord, the last general was assigned by General Luo. General Liu Qu led his troops to rescue Zhenwu Fort when they were attacked by Jianzhou Huangtaiji enemies. In the end, they were able to defeat the Jianzhou chief slaves!"

Wang Qi did not hesitate and told Wang Huazhen the battle situation he had just recounted to everyone.

"Is Sun Degong really rebellious?" Wang Huazhen wanted to confirm again.

"Thousands of people present can testify!" Wang Qi lowered his head and bowed to answer.

"Killed by your own hands?" Wang Huazhen's tone was a little deeper.

Xiong Tingbi on the side lowered his head and sipped tea, his face expressionless.

Looking up at his uncle, Wang Qi lowered his eyes and said solemnly: "The last general will behead him with his own hands!"

"Okay, I understand." Wang Huazhen seemed to be relieved. He leaned back on the chair and glanced at everyone. "I will report your merits to the court truthfully. The emperor and the cabinet will not treat the meritorious officials badly. Don’t worry!”

"Thank you, Lord Governor!!"

Everyone in the hall breathed a sigh of relief.

It was a great blessing that Wang Huazhen and Xiong Tingbi did not quarrel in the hall.

"As for Wang Qi, your contribution is the first in the Siping War! No one can erase or take it away!" Wang Huazhen seemed to be warning someone, and his tone became a little more serious.

Because of Sun Degong's rebellion, Wang Huazhen, as the governor, will be responsible for it and will probably have to leave Liaodong and return to Beijing to face the saint. However, Wang Huazhen will not allow anyone to erase or take away his nephew's achievements!
  "Haha," Xiong Tingbi faced Wang Huazhen's almost straightforward threat. He did not get angry at all, but said slowly: "Don't worry, Governor, I will manage the Liaodong strategy and will not let the people of the imperial court feel cold."

"I hope so," Wang Huazhen said in a low voice.

Everyone in the hall knew that the governor was already paving the way for his nephew.

(End of this chapter)