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

Chapter 71 Jinyiwei? Aunt Wei! (It’s now on the shelves, here’s a -word chapter)

After receiving the imperial edict, Wang Qi took Qin Erbao and a few other personal followers without any further delay. Together with Wang Tiqian, he bid farewell to everyone in Zhenjing Fort. A group of more than ten people quickly left Zhenjing Fort and headed towards Go through Shanhaiguan.

As for Guangning City.

I was already ready to welcome Wang Qi.

However, Wang Tiqian led the honor guard directly to Zhenjing Fort to greet him, which could only make Xiong Tingbi and others busy in vain.

In Guangning City, there is a government office.

"Sir, Captain Wang is not returning to Guangning City?" Since receiving the news of Wang Qi's return, everyone in Guangning City has been busy for three days. Most people are just trying to get involved with Wang Qi through this reception banquet. Relationship, even if he looks familiar in front of Wang Qi?
  Unexpectedly, someone from the palace arrived directly at Guangning City yesterday, and today they went to Zhenjing Fort to pick him up.

Counselor Zhong Wen had a look of regret on his face, and several general military officers also came here to ask Xiong Tingbi if Wang Qi would return to Guangning City today.

"I invited people from the palace directly. Do you think there is still a chance for Captain Wang to come back here?" Xiong Tingbi paced slowly in the hall with his hands behind his back, feeling a little helpless.

Wang Tiqian came with an imperial edict. No matter how angry everyone was, what could they do?

Now, who doesn't want to meet Liaodong commander Wang Qi in advance?

Who is not queuing up to see this leading general in the Liaodong region?
  But the emperor personally came to invite him, and the rest could only stare and wait.

"By the way," Xiong Tingbi clasped his hands behind his back, suddenly paused, and turned to look at Zhong Wentong: "Has Zuo Guangdou already left for Beijing?"

"Sir, Master Zuo set out to return to Beijing three hours ago. If there was no delay on the way, he should have arrived with Wang Qi."

Yesterday, Wang Tiqian led the honor guard to Guangning City and brought two decrees, one of which was for Wang Qi, and the other one ordered Zuo Guangdou, the governor of Liaodong, to return to Beijing immediately.

Since the order was issued to Zuo Guangdou alone, Xiong Tingbi did not know the specific content. However, after contacting the subordinates, Xiong Tingbi's guess was pretty much the same: Wang Qi's contribution to the grassland this time was very great. Everyone in Liaodong, especially the generals, Everyone down to the governor level also has honors and honors. Of course, except Zuo Guangdou.

At the Japanese military council that day, everyone above the deputy commander-in-chief of Liaodong saw it. When Wang Qi said he wanted to rush to the grassland, Zuo Guangdou threw up his sleeves and left the meeting.

Therefore, there is definitely no credit.

It’s very clear what that purpose is.

Now in the entire Liaodong, anyone who is at odds with Wang Qi will be regarded as a thorn in the side of the palace and a thorn in the flesh. The first priority is to be transferred away from Liaodong, and the rest will be discussed later!

Therefore, Zuo Guangdou should be transferred away from Liaodong by the emperor when he returns to Beijing this time.

"Everyone go back to the class office," Xiong Tingbi waved his hand for everyone to leave after a while.

As a Liaodong economic strategist, it would have been a good thing for him to successfully side with Wang Qi in joining Horqin, but Xiong Tingbi felt more and more powerless.

Wang Qi is not as good as the weak champion!
  Since receiving the news that Wang Qi had killed Huang Taiji and formed an alliance with Horqin on behalf of the imperial court, Xiong Tingbi was overjoyed at first, then calmed down and surprised, and finally felt deeply confused.

Does the emergence of a figure like Wang Qi represent a U-turn in the officialdom of the Ming Dynasty?

The rise of military attaches and the decline of civil servants?
  After a while, everyone left, but Lu Enguang, the commander of Liaodong, did not leave and still stayed here.

"Master Lu, are you here, do you have anything else to do?" Xiong Tingbi raised his eyebrows, obviously in a bad mood.

"Sir," Lu Enguang lowered his head and cupped his hands: "There is something that I don't know whether to talk about or not!"

Xiong Tingbi looked at the Liaodong military attache who was born in Jin Yiwei, and narrowed his eyes, his eyes full of scrutiny.

Jinyiwei was born in Dongchang and was directly ordered by the Supervisor of Ceremonies, or in other words, by the emperor.

When did you want to get involved with Liaodong Economic Strategy?

Letting the palace know is not a way to die?

"If it's about Liaodong, it's okay to say it. If it's about other things, I'm not interested," Xiong Tingbi said casually in official terms.

"Hey," Lu Enguang curled his lips and said with a smile, "You will be interested!"

There were only Xiong Tingbi and Lu Enguang in the entire hall, and the gentle breeze blew in, making people feel even more comfortable.

Xiong Tingbi picked up the tea cup and took a sip, but still did not answer.

Lu Enguang didn't get angry at Xiong Tingbi's neglect, but found a place to sit down by himself.

"You know, I have been in Liaodong for more than three years. I have never participated in military affairs or wars. Instead, I have spied on some trivial matters. I have some experience and methods. Who married the eighth concubine? The head of the bed shook a few times at night. Which state? At the back door of the government office in the middle of the night, at what time, who knocked on the door, how many short and long, these messages can be dropped on the lower official's desk the next day."

"Master Lu, if you have nothing serious to do, please go back!" Xiong Tingbi waved his hand, not wanting to hear these boring things anymore.

"What if it concerns Wang Qi?" Lu Enguang frowned and spoke suddenly.

"Huh?" Xiong Tingbi's palm holding the tea shook and he almost spilled the tea.

After a while, Xiong Tingbi's study.

It's quiet and elegant here, with no one to disturb you.

"If it concerns Wang Qi, you should send a message to the Chief of Ceremonies. They will definitely be willing to help!" Xiong Tingbi didn't grasp what Lu Enguang meant, so he took him to his study first. After all, the walls had ears, so he was prepared.

"Speaking of which, if it is related to Captain Wang, it is a little bit. If it is not related, it has nothing to do with it." Lu Enguang leaned on the chair, still dazed.

"Speak directly about the relevant issues!" Xiong Tingbi interrupted Lu Enguang's words directly.

With the potential and military exploits that Wang Qi has shown so far, if it concerns Wang Qi, it is enough for Xiong Tingbi to take risks and get busy!
  It’s not a bad idea to form a good relationship!
  Knowing that Xiong Tingbi's patience was about to run out, Lu Enguang smiled with a faint look in his eyes:
  "Wang Qi's uncle, Wang Huazhen, who is currently the Chief Envoy of Shandong Province, had contact with Mao Wenlong a few days ago."

"Mao Wenlong?"

With a bang, the tea cup in Xiong Tingbi's hand finally fell to the ground and broke into pieces. In an instant, tea splashed everywhere.

But Xiong Tingbi didn't have any thoughts about the beloved porcelain produced by the official kiln at this time. He just stood up and said with an urgent tone: "What do you mean? Mao Wenlong has defected to Jianzhou Jurchen, and he is now in contact with Wang Huazhen? If this matter is rumored Going out will be detrimental to both Wang Huazhen and Wang Qi!"

Xiong Tingbi's tone was low, with a hint of threat: "Although I have old rifts with Wang Huazhen, the matter is of great importance, and you'd better have evidence!"

"Three days ago, a letter was sent from Shenyang City and landed on Wang Huazhen's desk in Jinan Mansion. It was signed Mao Wenlong!" Lu Enguang stood up, stared at Xiong Tingbi, and said unhurriedly: "But the strange thing is that Wang Huazhen did not This letter was reported to the court, but was hidden in private!"

"Do you know what the letter said?" Xiong Tingbi asked hurriedly.

"The leather island material trade generates nearly one million gold every year," Lu Enguang fiddled with his nails: "In the past few years, Wang Huazhen always had a share of the profit. This year, Mao Wenlong continued to use gold and silver mink ginseng as a way to repay his kindness. , sent to Shandong Prefecture."

"You mean?" Xiong Tingbi said softly.

"Does Wang Qi know about this? Does Dong Lin know about this?" Lu Enguang chuckled: "Master Xiong, you are better at understanding people's hearts than I am!" "What do you mean?" Xiong Tingbi leaned forward and finally spoke.

"If Captain Wang stays in Guangning City today, he will tell the news eventually," Lu Enguang shook his head and said with some regret, "It's a pity that Captain Wang has been ordered to go directly to Beijing to meet the saint."

"If this matter is revealed, Wang Huazhen will undoubtedly die." Xiong Tingbi tapped the table with his finger, looking a little hesitant: "The Donglin Party wants Wang Qi to fall, and Wang Huazhen is a breakthrough. The Chief of Ceremonies wants Donglin to fall. If he somersaults, Wang Huazhen will be another focus card."

"The key is that I can't keep this matter secret for long. It will take three days at most. The capital will definitely know about it." Lu Enguang pointed out his finger and said, "This requires you, Xiong Jinglue, to send someone to inform Wang Duwei."

Xiong Tingbi looked at Lu Enguang. This person was also a fence-sitter and wanted to put some eggs in every basket.

Wang Qi, Dong Lin, Si Lijian, Chu Dang, and Zhe Dang were all Lu Enguang's choices.

The reason why Lu Enguang chose Xiong Tingbi was also very simple: Lu Enguang wanted to make a debt of gratitude with Wang Qi, but he couldn't do it himself. After all, the internal hierarchy of the Supervisor of Ceremonies was very strict, and it was impossible for him to cross over Wang Tiqian and Wei Zhongxian to express goodwill with Wang Qi - Yu The rank does not match, but Xiong Tingbi has no such concerns. He does not belong to Donglin, nor does he belong to the group of ceremonial supervisors. Lu Enguang approached him to cooperate with him, and his vision was vicious.

"I will consider this matter," Xiong Tingbi thought for a long time and finally said: "But if these things happen together, we will be in the same boat, and there will be no chance of changing course!"

"Master Xiong, don't worry," Lu Enguang patted his chest and said, "I, Lu, will never make fun of Jin Yiwei's reputation."

"." Looking at Lu Enguang's righteous words, the corners of Xiong Tingbi's eyes twitched slightly. Are you quite proud?
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Tomorrow will start on April 27th, the weather will be fine and the weather will be good.

The long-awaited rain has just stopped, casting a misty spring color over the entire Gyeonggi Province.

"Hey!!!" On a hillside, the scouts reined in their horses and looked at the tall and majestic city in the distance, which was the city of Beijing.

The capital of the Ming Dynasty, a majestic city through the ages.

"Sir, three miles ahead is the city of Beijing." When the scout reported the news, Wang Qi was squatting on the ground with Qin Erbao and others, each holding a freshly cooked meat bun, opening his mouth to eat without any image. With.

The steaming steamed buns, freshly unloaded from the steamer, are dipped in the sauce, vinegar and chili powder, and then served with a bowl of thick rice porridge.

Boss, here are ten more steamed buns!

Wang Qi touched his pocket but did not take out a penny, while Qin Erbao and others also came and went in a hurry without bringing any money.

The shopkeeper met a dozen ragged soldiers early in the morning. He was unwilling to do business. After all, thieves come like combs and soldiers come like grates. It doesn't matter if you don't give money, don't even take food. The store was immediately emptied.

Because looking at their outfits, except for the pale-faced man with no beard, the other people don't look like someone who pays for food and money!

It seems that these people came all the way, and their accents sounded like people from Liaodong. The shopkeeper's heart was filled with excitement. Not only that Liaodong suffered a defeat, was defeated by the Jurchens, and fled back to Shanhaiguan, right?
  "Shopkeeper, go ahead and bring as much as you have," the pale-faced Wang Tiqian took a piece of gold from the side and threw it to the timid owner of the bun shop next to the road.

"Enough, enough, a hundred cages are enough," the boss could hardly believe his eyes. He had never seen such a large amount of gold in his life.

The feeling of gold in your hand, heavy and trembling like a bun, is particularly endearing.

"Eunuch Wang, don't you want something to eat?" There were not enough tables in the store. Wang Qi squatted on the roadside, taking a bun at a time. He came all the way. After three days and four nights, he finally arrived at the edge of Beijing. He was too tired.

"Thank you for your kindness," Wang Tigan shook his head: "Our family is not used to eating such fatty food."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's a pity." Wang Qi smacked his lips with regret and started gobbling up the food.

After a while, everyone finally managed to deal with their originally deflated stomachs.

"Notify brothers, let's set off!" Wang Qi wiped his mouth casually, took the reins handed over by Qin Erbao, and was ready to set off.

When the shop owner on the side saw Wang Qi and others about to leave, he was actually a little confused. While he was clearing away the dishes, he asked a soldier who looked more kind-hearted and asked: "Where do these military gentlemen come from?" Is there a war in Liaodong?"

"Fighting? With Nurhaci's ten courages, do you dare to attack me in Liaodong again?" The soldier got on his horse, saw that Wang Qi and others were already driving away, and immediately wanted to leave.

"Where is the military master?" Hearing that the soldier was so arrogant, the shopkeeper's heart moved and he immediately thought of a name.

"I am affiliated with the Liaodong Command Qianshi Mansion. I am an official of hundreds of households in Zuoying under Wang Duwei's account. This time I am returning to Beijing on orders!"

After saying this, the soldier clamped the horse's belly, whipped the horse, and drove away.

Only the shopkeeper of the roadside restaurant was left standing there, as well as a group of diners who heard the sound.

For a moment, the entire Little Baozi Restaurant was noisy and cheering.

"It's the Liaodong King Captain who's back!"

"General Liaodong returns to Beijing!"

"The great general is back!"

But the shopkeeper just stood there blankly, looking at the direction Wang Qi was leaving, speechless for a long time.

"Father, do you still need to wash these bowls and chopsticks?" The younger son pointed to the bowl and chopsticks that Wang Qi had just eaten from, feeling a little at a loss for a moment.

"Ah?" The shopkeeper was called out and turned around to ask, "What are you washing?"

"Are these the bowls and chopsticks that Captain Wang used just now?" The younger son touched his head, still a little undecided.

"Take it, take it, take it!!! Take it from your mother!" The shopkeeper looked down, then grabbed the bowl and chopsticks with his hands, and put them away as if they were treasures: "This is something Wang Duwei has used, a heavenly martial art , are the things that have been used common?"

What the shopkeeper said made a man in the store laugh out loud when he heard what he said: "Bring those damn dishes and chopsticks to me and use them as a chamber pot!"

Ok? ? ?
  As soon as Qingpi finished speaking, needles could be heard throughout the small store.

It was so quiet that it was a bit unsettling.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the green man.

"You, what are you doing? I'm just kidding, I actually admire Captain Wang very much," Qingpi frowned. He was just trying to be different with his words, but he didn't really want to insult Wang Qi.

"You dare to insult my idol! Beat him!"

"Insult my great general, beat him to death!!!"

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