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

Chapter 76 Arrogant Capital

"Sir, when you went to the street just now, someone from Mr. Lu, the newly appointed right minister of the Ministry of Revenue, came to see you. He was waiting in the front hall."

When Wang Qi returned to the mansion from Chang'an Street, the housekeeper Lao Tao came over to report.

After getting off his horse and handing the reins to the guard, Wang Qi walked towards the mansion and asked Lao Tao, "Is this Lu Yu's mansion?"

On the way back to Beijing from Liaodong, Wang Tiqian had already informed Wang Qi of everything that happened in the hall that day.

Whether it was Liu Yijing, Lu Yu, or Zhu Youxiao, their reactions, processes, and results were described in detail one by one.

It was also so that Wang Qi could quickly identify the situation after arriving in Beijing, so as not to become passive without distinguishing between ourselves and the enemy.

"It is Lu Yu who was transferred from Tongzheng Yamen to the Right Minister of Household Affairs five days ago," said Lao Tao, who had been in the capital for a long time and was familiar with the personnel transfers in all major Yamen, and he knew the details well. He glanced at his lord and said: "It's just because of your fault, lord, that with the help of a memorial, he was transferred from a mediocre yamen to a powerful and powerful official. People in the capital say that Mr. Lu is a fake household minister and a real yellow sect."

Huangmen, the person who serves in front of the palace and delivers documents full-time.

"Ha," Wang Qi chuckled: "It has nothing to do with me. Mr. Lu can go through many twists and turns in the court, and directly make Liu Yijing, the deputy minister of the cabinet, faint in the hall. If someone else is replaced, there is no such thing. Courage and determination.”

As Wang Qi spoke, he walked towards the front hall. After taking just two steps, he stopped again and told Lao Tao: "Ye Xianggao may come to see you later. If he comes, let him go to the East Pavilion." Waiting."

After listening to Wang Qi's words, Old Tao's face turned pale and his voice was slightly trembling. What did his young master do when he went to the street? Even Ye Xianggao, the chief minister of the current cabinet, came to pay a visit in person?
  But the old butler, who had matured with age, still bowed his head and responded: "Don't worry, sir, I've written it down."

The front hall of the government office.

Lu Xiangsheng has been sitting in the hall waiting for half an hour, and the pot of tea has been refilled five times.

But this young official who had just won the imperial examination and was the deputy director of the Military Selection and Cleaning Department of the Ministry of War did not show any impatience on his face, let alone any anxiety.

Lu Xiangsheng has always seen very clearly that his uncle Lu Yu sent him here today.

Firstly, he wanted to take the opportunity to make friends with Wang Qi, and secondly, he wanted to seize the opportunity and get on the express train of the Liaodong military operation, instead of wasting his seniority in the yamen of the Ministry of War's Cleaning Department.

For the common people and the people at the bottom, war has always been a bloody hell, but for the upper class, war is an important shortcut to fill the gap in the class and climb up.

With his hands intertwined and held in his sleeves, Lu Xiangsheng calculated the time slowly and calmly, and also polished the draft in his mind over and over again: The news coming back from Liaodong is very important, about Wang Huazhen, and about Wang Qi. So If you handle this meeting properly and put forward appropriate and targeted suggestions and opinions in a timely manner, you can leave a good impression in front of Wang Qi.

Not long after, when Lu Xiangsheng was thinking, a voice came from outside the door: Welcome, sir! ! !
  Wang Qi is back!
  Soon, Wang Qi stepped into the front yard step by step, and Lu Xiangsheng saw the Liaodong hero whom he admired greatly and regarded as his idol.

"Junior Lu Xiangsheng, meet your lord!" Lu Xiangsheng was a Jinshi and was three years older than Wang Qi, but he bowed deeply to Wang Qi with a very low profile.

On this side, as soon as Wang Qi entered the door, he saw Lu Xiangsheng who was bowing down.

"Lu Xiangsheng?" Wang Qi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Congratulations to Jiandou for being a Jinshi in high school!"

Lu Yu's nephew, Lu Xiangsheng, a new scholar.

Wang Tiqian mentioned it to Wang Qi that day. After all, a nephew of a Jinshi was still worthy of an introduction or two in the Ming Dynasty.

Correspondingly, Wang Qi still has some impressions of the famous name of Lu Xiangsheng in later generations. "I am just a Jinshi, so I dare not praise you in front of the adults." Lu Xiangsheng did not stand up, but continued to bow and worship: "There are 235 Jinshis in this department. Compared with the achievements of Liaodong, your Excellency, they are like fireflies competing for the brightness of the bright moon. !”

"You, Lu Jiandou, said this, but I can't take it seriously." Wang Qi laughed, stretched out his hand to lift Lu Xiangsheng up, and pointed not far behind him: "Sit down."

"If outsiders find out," Wang Qi himself walked to the upper hall and sat down, the smile on his face not diminishing: "I will have to say that civil and military affairs are not mutually beneficial, which will be very detrimental to the court."

"Your Excellency is too modest." Lu Xiangsheng sat on a chair and observed this man with outstanding reputation in the Ming Dynasty: "My uncle originally said that he himself came to pay homage to Your Majesty, but these days the Ministry of Revenue is handing over goods arriving from the southeast. I have a lot of things to do in the storehouse, so I can't get away, so I asked you to pay your respects on your behalf."

With that said, Lu Xiangsheng took out the greeting card from his sleeve and respectfully stepped forward to hand it over.

At this time, the maid outside the hall had already served cakes, fruits, and tea, and slowly left again.

"Master Lu, it turns out that Master Xiong is a Jinshi in the same discipline." Wang Qi looked at the invitation and sighed: "I did not go back to Guangning City that day, but went directly back to Beijing. Otherwise, I could have had a chat with Master Xiong. I can’t say a word to Mr. Lu.”

"My uncle sent me here today with Lord Xiong's instructions." Lu Xiangsheng did not beat around the bush, but went straight to the point.

"Speak directly," Wang Qi stretched out his hand in a gesture of invitation.

Lu Yu did not mention specific things in the greeting card, but asked his nephew to directly relay it.

After all, the matter is so big that it would be better not to leave any new touches.

Lu Xiangsheng looked at Wang Qi and lowered his voice: "After investigation by Lu Enguang, the commander of the Liaodong Jinyi Guards, it was found that Wang Huazhen, the governor of Shandong Province, and Mao Wenlong, the general who rebelled and surrendered to Jianzhou, had new correspondence, involving more than one million silver dollars every year. Share the profits."

After listening to Lu Xiangsheng's words, Wang Qi dropped his smile, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the future generals of the Ming Dynasty not far away who were far from growing up.

That look contained a little scrutiny and a little suspicion.

The correspondence between uncle Wang Huazhen and Mao Wenlong?
  Can this shit basin be detained casually?

Who dares to say this in front of Wang Qi? Just slap him in the face and give him a meal first!
  "Your Excellency, you may believe your uncle, but regarding this matter," Lu Xiangsheng said after a pause, "Jinyiwei has secretly sent a message to the inner palace, and at the same time, Donglin may have received the news and had to prepare in advance."

"When did it happen?" Wang Qi only paused for a breath before continuing to ask.

"Five days ago, something happened very suddenly. Jin Yiwei intercepted the information from Hou Jin." Lu Xiangsheng frowned as he spoke, and added: "This matter does not seem like Hou Jin's style, but it seems to deliberately leak the information to us."

"Ha," Wang Qi leaned back on the wide Huanghuali chair with a cold look on his face: "It's okay to say that my uncle is greedy for money. If someone is labeled as a fornicator, he will be eaten by others in his life. Dead! Not only my uncle himself, but also all the military attachés under the governor of Liaodong will be in danger!"

"Donglin's counterattack is fierce, but there are many forces that you can unite with," Lu Xiangsheng said at the right time.

"I don't need to unite with anyone," Wang Qi turned to look at Lu Xiangsheng, with a touch of arrogance: "The military achievements I made and the heads of Jiannu I chopped off are not just for people to point at in vain on the Ming Dynasty temple! No one in the hall can label my uncle as a fornicator and a slave-builder."

In Wang Qi's heart, his uncle Wang Huazhen is already his only relative in the world. Even if he is greedy for money, there will be judicial punishment. He will pay back the excess several times, lose his official position, and punish the crime. Wang Qi can tolerate it.

But fornicating slaves?
  Sorry, that is absolutely impossible!
  (End of this chapter)