Chapter Fifty-Eight: Beauty Spy?
"Young master, someone is here in the northern capital!" Wang Fu shouted outside.
"Someone from the northern capital has come? He Zhu Youzhen has become the emperor, what else does he want?" Wang Feng couldn't understand what Chongzhen sent someone to call at this time.
"You take him to the study and wait, and I'll be right there. Wang Feng said to Wang Fu outside the door.
"Got it, young master. ”
"Wen Xuan, Sixiao, you all tell me what is the purpose of sending people from the Northern Capital this time?" Wang Feng was not in a hurry to meet the people in the Northern Capital, and Wang Feng would not go to see the people in the Northern Capital until he figured out the situation.
"Young master, could it be that the Beidu side is short of money again, and they have come to borrow money from the young master again? Last time, Wang Chengen also came here secretly like this. Yao Sixiao was the first to express his opinion.
"What about you, Wenxuan, what do you think?" Wang Feng asked Bai Wenxuan, who was not speaking on the side.
"Young master, I don't agree with Sixiao's thoughts, the reason why Wang Chengen visited late at night last time was to avoid his eyes and ears, and now that King Xin has ascended the throne, there is no need for him to sneak around in the northern capital like this, he can come to the young master openly, and the second Liaodong side is very stable for the time being, and there is no major war. Therefore, the imperial court is not short of money in the near future. I think the imperial court sent someone this time. It may be related to the vacancy of the prefect of Anqing Prefecture. Bai Wenxuan said what he thought.
"Whatever his purpose, let's just meet him with a quiet brake!" In fact, Wang Feng still agreed with Bai Wenxuan's opinion in his heart, but he wouldn't say it, he didn't want anyone to guess him.
In the study, the candle on the lamp burned silently, from time to time, and the light flickered on and off.
A man was sitting in a guest chair next to him, sipping tea, while two guard-like people behind him were waiting.
"Haha, someone from the northern capital, I'm sorry to keep your envoy waiting!" After standing in the study, the dark room finally came out.
"Loyal Uncle Yan zhòng! Disturbing Loyal Uncle so late, it should be a sudden official, but the emperor ordered that no matter how late it is, as long as you arrive at Anqing Mansion, you must go to see Loyal Uncle as soon as possible. The lower official disturbed the uncle's dream. Xiaguan is here to accompany his uncle!" As soon as the man saw Wang Feng, he immediately put down the teacup and stood up to greet him.
"Hehe... Where, where... Brother, you are also acting on the orders of the emperor, and besides, when you come to Anqing Mansion, how can I, as an elder brother, receive you. Come, come, sit. Wang Feng's words were very cleverly answered, and the relationship between the two people was immediately brought closer.
The two of them sat down separately, and as soon as they sat down, Wang Feng asked, "I don't know the name of the brother, what is the so-called thing about coming to Anqing Mansion this time?"
"Uncle Yan zhòng, the official surname is Song Qiaoren, he is the new prefect of Anqing Mansion, and this time he came to Anqing Mansion to help Uncle govern the place by the emperor's will. When Song Qiaoren mentioned Chongzhen, he also made a gesture to the north.
"Oh, it turned out to be my parents! Wang Feng was shocked for a moment.
"Eh, the uncle is strict, how dare the lower officials be big in front of the uncle. Song Qiaoren saw Wang Feng get up to salute, and hurriedly returned the salute. Although it is said that Wang Feng's young master is just a fictitious position, no matter how imaginary he is, he is still a rank in the dynasty and is much bigger than him, a fifth-grade prefect.
"Brother, what do you mean by what you just said to help me? I was a little confused and didn't understand. Although Wang Feng had been giggling just now, he still heard that sentence very clearly.
"Oh... You look at the official's brain, and when you see the uncle, he is so excited that he forgets about the business. Uncle, Xia Guan is here to congratulate you!" Song Qiaoren patted his head.
"Congratulations, what do I have to congratulate?" Wang Feng is the second monk and is confused.
"Uncle, don't you know that before the lower official left Beijing this time, the emperor specially told the lower official that he would govern the place well with the general soldier of Wang at that time, and the lower official wondered at that time! Where did the chief soldier of Anqing Mansion come from, guess what, the general soldier of Wang in the emperor's mouth is you, uncle, and now the appointment letter is already on the way. You said, uncle, shouldn't you congratulate you!" Song Qiaoren said with a stammer.
"Chongzhen wants to make me the chief soldier?" Wang Feng was so surprised, he never expected that Chongzhen, who had always been guarding against him, would let himself control the army. What a surprise!
In fact, what Wang Feng didn't know was that Chongzhen didn't intend to make Wang Feng the chief soldier at the beginning, but he received the recommendation of Yuan Chonghuan, Zu Dashou, Man Gui and Wu Sangui from Ning Yuan, especially Wu Sangui's one, he thought that he couldn't compare to Wang Feng. Wu Sangui's bravery, he Chongzhen is very clear, although Jinyiwei has already spread the news of the two of them to Chongzhen's ears, but Chongzhen does not think that this is Wu Sangui's recital in order to recommend his brother.
Of course, Chongzhen will not only listen to the words of the foreign minister, after receiving the chapter, Chongzhen immediately summoned his henchmen Hong Chengchou and Yang Sichang to discuss whether to adopt the opinions of Yuan Chonghuan and others.
Hong Chengchou and Yang Sichang receive a lot of filial piety from Wang Feng every year, and now there is such a good opportunity to repay the favor, the two of them can't wait to raise four hands in favor, Chongzhen saw that his two henchmen agreed to confer the title of Wang Feng, so there was such a thing as Song Qiaoren visiting Wang Feng late at night.
"Is this true? Lord Song can't joke about this..."Wang Feng's words seemed to be full of disbelief.
"Uncle, don't worry, this must be true, the lower official really didn't lie, the documents of the official department will arrive soon, the emperor is still afraid of your hard work, uncle, this time he also asked the lower official to bring you a maid for you to use!" Song Qiaoren was afraid that Wang Feng would not believe it, so he hurriedly moved out all the things that the emperor gave him a maid.
"What maid?" Wang Feng didn't understand what Song Qiaoren meant.
"Oh, uncle, you don't know, the emperor is afraid that you are usually too tired, uncle, and there is no one around to take care of you, this time I specially asked the prince to choose a beautiful palace maid who is skillful and hurtful to take care of the uncle's usual daily life. Song Qiaoren was afraid that Wang Feng would resign, and deliberately highlighted the emperor's intentions.
"No wonder Chongzhen is willing to let himself have the right to command the army! It turns out that he has already made a good move! The care is fake, and the surveillance is real! This is to plant a beautiful spy by his side!" Wang Feng finally understood why Chongzhen was willing to let him command the army. It's poisonous!
Song Qiaoren didn't speak when he saw Wang Feng, thinking that he was anxious to see what the palace maid looked like, so he hurriedly called the palace maid out.