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

Chapter 19 The imperial dispute left behind the border

After hearing Wang Huazhen's words, his nephew Wang Qi, who was sitting at the bottom, looked as usual. Apart from standing up to express his gratitude, he had no other expression. After all, how could he, a small official of a hundred households, intervene in the battle of great gods?

In fact, Wang Qi had heard about the dispute between the governor and the manager for a long time.

At present, the official order in Liaodong is indeed a bit delicate.

Although Xiong Tingbi is the chief administrator of Liaodong, his strategic authority is weaker than that of the governor. He is unable to completely control several important towns west of the Liaohe River, let alone further reform the existing order in Liaodong. Even in the deployment of the Jianzhou operation, he must try his best. To cooperate with Wang Huazhen's strategic layout.

The deep-seated reason for this situation does not lie in Liaodong, but in the imperial court and the big bosses in the cabinet, who do they support more!

Obviously, Wang Huazhen, who has a teacher-student relationship with Donglin boss and cabinet chief Ye Xianggao, is more favored by Donglin, while Xiong Tingbi, who has a Chu Party status, is struggling in Liaodong.

As for who the emperor supports?

Emperor Tianqi, who had just ascended the throne for less than two years, was far from being able to control the court. In actual history, he had to wait until Emperor Tianqi supported Wei Zhongxian to ascend the throne and used the eunuch party to attack Donglin before he could effectively control the entire court. Although the eunuch party had many It was illegal, but for the emperor, this price was much easier to accept than the loss of imperial authority.

Wang Qi was very interested in Zhu Youxiao, who had been smeared by the literati group in history and thus had the reputation of being a foolish emperor.

While Wang Qi was wandering around, Wang Huazhen and Xiong Tingbi finally finished their lectures to the generals present.

Finally, Xiong Tingbi concluded: "In a few days, the governor and the administrative office will report to the court the course of this battle. Tomorrow, you will submit your reports on the course of this battle one by one. If there is nothing else, you will all return to your duties. Go get busy first!”

"The last general (lower official) resigns!" Everyone knew in their hearts that Xiong Tingbi was going to have a private chat with Wang Huazhen.

After all, this battle has yielded fruitful results. Even if they are at odds with each other on weekdays, now they have to talk about sharing the profits.

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Outside the General Military Office, the honor guard team of Inspector Fang Xun and Commanding Officer Lu Enguang walked slowly one behind the other.

"Lord Fang, the fighting is taking a break. Would you like to go have a drink with me and celebrate in advance?" Lu Enguang clamped his horse's belly and caught up with Fang Xun in two or three steps.

"Master Lu, you are so elegant!" Fang Xun's face turned pale, and he was never very angry with the lackey of the Chief of Ceremonies.

"Haha, let's just masturbate. After all, it's uncomfortable to just sit and watch others reap the benefits!" Lu Enguang didn't care, still smiling.

Wow! ! !

Fang Xun reined in the reins and looked at Lu Enguang: "Seeing others reap the benefits? There is something in Mr. Lu's words."

"It's noisy here, find a quiet place to sit," Lu Enguang stretched out his hand in a gesture of invitation.

Fang Xun frowned, looked at Lu Enguang's fair and beardless face, and after a while he raised his hands and replied: "Being respectful is worse than obeying orders!"

Not long after, in a quiet courtyard southeast of Siping Fort, Lu Enguang and Fang Xun were sitting across the tea table.

"Master Fang, what do you think?" Lu Enguang poured tea for Fang Xun and spoke first.

This sentence without beginning or end made Fang Xun on the opposite side sigh heavily and look darkly: "What do I think? Wang Huazhen is about to leave, Xiong Tingbi officially takes over, and Liaodong is going to change!" "I'm very curious. The group of gossip officials at Yushitai tried their best to transfer Mr. Fang to Liaodong. Didn't they give you other tasks?" Lu Enguang leaned forward and looked at Fang Xun: "I heard that within the Donglin Party, there is no doubt about Wang Huazhen. , and do not fully believe that this time Sun Degong rebelled, relying on Ye Xianggao's strength alone, he could not make Wang Huazhen escape calmly."

"What on earth do you want to say?" Fang Xun picked up the tea cup, glanced at the floating green tea leaves in it, then put it down again, raised his head and stared intently at the Jin Yiwei commanding the ministers - the representative of the Supervisor of Ceremonies, the palace A microphone for passing opinions.

"How about we cooperate," Lu Enguang chuckled: "Wang Huazhen and Xiong Tingbi have already begun to blatantly divide the results of the Siping War. We don't want to think of anything anymore. Do you want to rely on others for the rest of your life and just sit back and watch others stir up troubles?"

"You mean?" Fang Xun turned around and looked around. When he saw no one was around, he lowered his voice.

"The current situation is that because of Sun Degong's rebellion, Wang Huazhen must leave. That nephew Wang Qi is a pawn he left in Liaodong in order to turn around in the future." Li Enguang took out a clean cup and placed it on the table to represent Wang Qi.

Fang Xun's eyes moved downward, waiting for the next words.

"And the Donglin Party will inevitably need to support a new representative after Wang Huazhen leaves," Lu Enguang extended his hand to Fang Xun: "Aren't you the most suitable candidate?"

"You mean to ask me to cooperate with Wang Huazhen in order to get the upper hand?" Fang Xun's face was expressionless.

"Wang Qi has no foundation in Liaodong, and you can help him," Lu Enguang chuckled: "Wang Huazhen will not refuse."

"Then Xiong Tingbi." Fang Xun tapped his fingers on the table, showing his inner hesitation.

"Xiong Tingbi is the leader of the Chu Party, and the Donglin Party cannot support his dominance in Liaodong!" Lu Enguang held up another tea cup and put it on the table: "You are the new spokesperson of the Donglin Party!"

"What about you?" Fang Xun looked confused. Lu Enguang was thinking about the Donglin Party and the cabinet ministers from the beginning to the end. So what could the ceremonial supervisor behind him get?
  "Donglin is powerful, hey," Lu Enguang licked his lips, as if a little embarrassed: "The factory owner also wants to cooperate with the cabinet ministers to work together for the emperor and the court!"

At least so far, Wei Zhongxian still has a hint of fear of the Donglin Party. Before the Donglin Party launched a massive suppression and attack on the Eunuch Party, the Eunuch Party headed by Wei Zhongxian had no determination to fight against the Qingliu of the imperial court.

Therefore, judging from Lu Enguang's attitude, Wei Zhongxian still wants to cooperate mainly.

"At that time, Mr. Fang will be the governor of Liaodong, and I, as the commander, will work together to contain him, Xiong Tingbi. Isn't it easy to capture him?" Lu Enguang picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and said with a smile: "Mr. Jing Lue? Hey!"

"I will write to Ye Shoufu and Prime Minister Han to discuss this matter," Fang Xun breathed out heavily, as if he was still thinking about it.

The governor of Liaodong is stirring up trouble!

The feeling of having power is really fascinating!

"Okay, then I will wait for your news. As for the palace, please rest assured. The emperor has great trust in Admiral Wei. If we cooperate with each other, we will not have the final say in Liaodong!" Lu Enguang picked up the teacup and took a sip. And done.

"Please," Fang Xun hesitated for a while, then nodded, picked up the tea cup, and drank it all in one gulp.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
  At the same time, three bells rang in the center of Sipingbao City.

Everyone, the bell is in silence for the dead Ming soldiers.

(End of this chapter)