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

Chapter 90 Thank you, Hanlin, please write another letter
  Yuan Chonghuan kowtowed several times on the ground, and his forehead was hit hard on the bluestone paved ground, leaving a pool of blood.

The sight of the profuse bloodshed shocked everyone.

Zhu Youxiao on the throne also pursed his lips and looked at the inconspicuous head of the Ministry of War with some surprise.

After all, Wang Qi's brilliance was so dazzling that other officials in the court who knew military skills had no chance to show off.

Zuo Guangdou and others looked at Yuan Chonghuan coldly, feeling unhappy about this colleague who was so humble as a dust. Even for the sake of future, why follow Wang Qi? Can't Donglin give you a future? As a scholar, it was extremely embarrassing to kneel down and lick a military minister like this!

"I am willing to follow Dingyuan Marquis and go to Liao to resist the slave establishment. If I fail, I would rather die!" Yuan Chonghuan, who was kneeling on the ground, had a low voice with determination.

Forty years of his life have been wasted. He is unwilling to continue to hopelessly search for a future in the mountains of documents and filings. Today, he was found by Yang Lian and others. The purpose was to rely on his keen knowledge of the situation in Liaodong to come. He criticized Wang Qi's Ping Liao policy, but was impressed by Wang Qi's remarks about four wins and four defeats. His original self-confidence had been crushed. Now, Yuan Chonghuan was completely desperate. As he said, if he can't stand out, be granted the title of Marquis and Prime Minister, he would rather die!

As if being infected by Yuan Chonghuan's emotions, Zhu Youxiao also unconsciously sympathized with the head of the Ministry of War who had wasted his years. His eyes lingered on Yuan Chonghuan's hand for a few moments before Zhu Youxiao turned to look at Wang Qi with a questioning tone. Asked: "Ai Qing, what do you think?"

After hearing Emperor Tianqi's words, Yuan Chonghuan, who was kneeling on the ground, also looked at Wang Qi eagerly, with an expectant look, as if Wang Qi nodded, and he was a reborn parent.

Wang Qi glanced at the pool of blood on the ground, which was particularly conspicuous under the sunlight.

take him?
  In fact, Wang Qi did not fully understand Yuan Chonghuan. History books say that he was good at killing border generals, which is controversial, but his actual military exploits are also there. Simply leading the army to defend Ningyuan City was worth the defeat in the Ming Dynasty and Jianzhou. Focus on recording one thing in the game.

"I am short of a counselor under my command." After a while, Wang Qi withdrew his gaze and bowed to Zhu Youxiao: "If Mr. Yuan does not dislike the humble official position, he can go to Liao with his ministers to share your Majesty's worries!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness! Thank you, Your Majesty!" Yuan Chonghuan knelt on the ground and kowtowed a few more times, then stood upright and said, "I will be shattered into pieces to repay Your Majesty's kindness!"

"Okay, okay!" Zhu Youxiao waved his hand: "Thank you Wang Aiqing. As long as you have the courage to serve in Liaodong, I will reward you for your merits!"

"Thank you, Lord Wang!" Yuan Chonghuan got up from the ground, his body already swaying, but he still insisted on bowing deeply to Wang Qi.

At this moment, Wei Zhongxian trotted back to the palace: "Your Majesty, Hanlin is here!"

"Your Majesty Wu Xianzhi pays homage to your Majesty!" Wu Xianzhi, an old Hanlin official, entered the hall and immediately felt an unusual atmosphere. The gazes of several cabinet ministers were so solemn that they seemed to kill people. The new Liaodong Commander-in-Chief Wang Qi His appearance was calm and relaxed, and there was no sign of any anxiety.

On the other side, Yuan Chonghuan stood there with a bloody head, which also made Wu Xianzhi's heart suddenly lift.

How is this going?

Aren't we going to make Wang Qi a marquis?
  Why did Yuan Chonghuan kowtow until his head was bruised and bloody?

"Draft an edict!" Zhu Youxiao didn't waste any time. In front of several cabinet ministers, he pointed directly at Wu Xianzhi of the Hanlin Academy: "I want to confer Wang Qi as the Marquis of Dingyuan. I will draft an edict immediately and let the cabinet approve it on the spot!"

"Wei Chen," Wu Xianzhi raised his eyes and quickly glanced at Ye Xianggao and Han Xu, then lowered his head and said, "Wei Chen obeys the order!"

Several young eunuchs brought a low table and round stools for Wu Xianzhi. The Donghu rice paper spread that had been prepared long ago was on the table. Beside the inkstone, the brush was already soaked in thick ink, waiting for him to use it.

"Excuse me for being rude." Wu Xianzhi knelt down behind the case. He bowed to Zhu Youxiao and then asked, "Your Majesty, in what name do you confer the title of Lord Wang as Dingyuan Marquis?" "Uh" Zhu Youxiao touched it. Touching his chin, he felt that it would be difficult to explain, so he pointed at Ye Xianggao: "Ye Aiqing, tell me!"

Ye Xianggao was a tall man, standing there as if he were on the verge of an abyss. His chief minister had a formidable aura. He glanced at Wu Hanlin and then said slowly: "With a humble official from a hundred households, he stood up and swung his sword to kill the traitor general, and then led the way." Heavenly soldiers, kill slaves and defeat the enemy, break through the siege, outside Zhenwu Fort, cut off the enemy's right wing, protect western Liaoning, the grassland royal court, kill the enemy's leader, bleed the blood of the alliance, be a century-old general of our dynasty, the lucky star of the country, special seal of Dingyuan Hou, in order to achieve stability and long-term development, and to protect our family and country!"

After thirty years in the Hanlin Academy, his writing skills were not only comparable to those of the eight great masters, but with just a few short comments by Ye Xianggao, the conferment decree of about 500 words was already written on the paper in a breath.

Quoting from classics, the vocabulary is gorgeous, the parallel prose is four and six, and the writing is as fast as a dragon and a snake.

After half a stick of incense, Wu Xianzhi twisted his wrist slightly, swung his huge pen like a rafter, and filled in the ink to form a sentence, finishing the work perfectly.

"Your Majesty" Wu Xianzhi put down the brush in his hand. He didn't have time to wipe off the sweat before he stood up to ask for credit from Zhu Youxiao.

"Wait a minute!" A slightly hoarse voice came from behind him.

Everyone in the hall looked towards where the sound came from. Zhu Youxiao originally stretched his neck to get a look, but also looked up.

Yang Lian spoke.

"Yang Aiqing, do you have something to say?" Zhu Youxiao was slightly confused.

Isn’t everything agreed upon? Why did Yang Lian want to change his mind?
  "I think that in this decree, we need to point out the agreement in March!" Yang Lian looked calm.

Wu Xianzhi, a bachelor of Hanlin Academy, looked at Yang Lian with an innocent face: What's the agreement? Why didn't you tell me earlier? Is it possible to write it from scratch?
  This imperial edict is already considered the proud work of Lao Hanlin's life!

"This is inappropriate!" Zhu Youxiao shook his head: "The canonization was originally due to Wang Aiqing's contribution to Horqin, but he was required to complete the three-year plan to pacify Liao. Now it has become a three-month period, and the court officials cannot So excessive!”

As soon as Zhu Youxiao finished speaking, he heard Wang Qi's voice, which was filled with boundless coldness.

"Hahaha," Wang Qi smiled, but the anger of the sword man in his eyes could no longer be hidden. The clay man was very angry. I originally wanted to give you some ministers who have left their names in history some face, but now it seems that there is no such thing. It's necessary.

"It doesn't matter, you can add the three-month period," Wang Qi took two steps forward, almost at the same level as Yang Lian, and faced Zhu Youxiao and said:

"Three months later, I will take back the lost land in southern Liaoning. At that time, Mr. Yang only needs to personally write a report of the great victory for me, and from now on, it will be my dedicated Imperial Academy in Liaodong! There is no need to bear the other responsibilities of the censor!" If you say that, I, Wang Qi, will take back Liaonan, and you, Yang Lian, will serve me as a scholar from now on!"

If so, it would be more humiliating than killing Yang Lian.

"A gentleman makes a promise," Yang Lian turned to look at Wang Qi with a heavy tone.

Ah!
  Wang Qi ignored Yang Lianwen's frivolous conversation, but turned sideways and looked at Wu Xianzhi, who was still kneeling behind the case: "Master Wu, could you please write a new letter."

(End of this chapter)