Chapter 408: Nine Feet Nine
Outside the house, the willow branches had long since sprouted, swaying in the wind. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć Info twisted his waist outside the window of the private room on the second floor. Sunlight shines through the cracks in the willow branches. The mottled time is like gold scattered on the ground. One room spring / light / leak.
None of the three in the room paid attention, except looking at the storyteller below through the screen of another window.
The storyteller pointed out his index finger to the people below, and his fingers curled slightly: "It's nine feet and nine inches!" (about three meters)
There was a sound of inhalation.
The three people in the private room also opened their mouths in shock.
Yuan Junfu's eyes widened even more, my mother, nine feet five inches!
Lin Yuqi was indeed a little unbelieving after hearing this: "No, the woman is so strong." ā
"That's not necessarily, I heard my father say that the woman in the northwest is indeed a little taller than our Jinping medicine. Chen Meiyuan looked at the storyteller below, turned her head to look at Lin Yuqi and said.
"What your father said is a little bigger, nine feet and nine inches is a little bigger? You tease me, this is obviously a lot bigger, okay!" Lin Yuqi said and rolled his eyes at Chen Meiyuan: "It must be bragging!"
"Have you ever been to the northwest?" Chen Meiyuan turned her head to look at Lin Yuqi and pouted with disdain.
Lin Yuqi glanced at her: "What if you haven't been there." ā
"You don't know anything if you've been there. Chen Meiyuan said softly, spreading her hands with a wicked smile.
"Well, I think you're getting really bad now. Lin Yuqi turned around and looked at Chen Meiyuan and said dissatisfiedly.
Chen Meiyuan turned around casually and continued to look at the storyteller below: "I didn't learn it from you." ā
The two were arguing, but they didn't know that in another private room in the same inn, there were also people listening carefully. When he heard that he was nine feet nine inches long, he couldn't help but smile.
Liangyu behind him looked at his master and smiled, and couldn't help asking, "Is this also passed on by you?"
Zhao Fengyao's gaze fell below: "Didn't I tell you everything?" As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the sky outside the window, and asked again, "When is it now?"
Hearing this, Liangyu turned around and walked to the window, stretched out his neck and looked up at the sun in the sky, turned around and walked to Zhao Fengyao's side, and replied, "About two o'clock in the hour." ā
"Now go and pass the word to Sanniang. Zhao Fengyao said, his eyes still looking at the storyteller below.
"Yes. Liangyu nodded, and quietly retreated outside the house.
The storyteller in the teahouse still speaks eloquently. The listener still sighed. The deeds of General Streamer are still in full swing in Jinping. The palace also praised this general who was in danger of defeating the army and saving the northland.
Emperor Ming Xian personally decreed that when General Liuguang returned to Beijing in triumph, the palace held a celebration banquet. But now that General Streamer was gone, the Holy Majesty ordered to wait for her return to celebrate.
People do not return, and before the time of triumph, the celebration banquet is put on hold.
The excitement of the great victory of the northern Liaobei army has not yet dispersed, and Fan Qingzheng, the horse guard officer of Taifu Temple, began to recommend the military department again. It stands to reason that he, a Jingguan who is less than four grades, is not qualified to talk about this matter at all. It is customary for the Holy Majesty to discuss this matter in the Chamber, with several cabinet ministers and scholars.
But at the beginning of this time, Emperor Ming Xian dropped these words in the court, and if he dropped them in the court, everyone in the court could say two sentences. But this Fan Qingzheng's eyes seem to grow on his head, and he can't see the stinky face of Emperor Xian at all.
There were even times when he was talking in the main hall, and the officials standing next to him were touching the sweat on their foreheads.
But he was still fearless. The power of stalking is no less than that of the Imperial History of the Imperial Court of the Imperial Procuratorate.
Emperor Ming Xian couldn't think of how much benefit Sun Xiang gave Fan Qingzheng.
On this day, Fan Qingzheng talked about this matter again. It's chattering and annoying. Emperor Ming Xian, who said it sentence by sentence, felt that the excitement of the victory in the northern part of Liaobei had dispersed.
He calmly looked at the dead old man in the main hall, the teacup in his hand pinched and loosened, loosened and pinched.
Emperor Ming Xian closed his eyes and listened to the second half of the sentence, and said quietly: "Regarding the matter of the military department's Shangshu, do the Qing family have any other objections?"
This is the first time that Emperor Ming Xian spoke on this matter after the victory of Liaobei.
After the words fell, everyone in the court was silent.
Fan Zhengqing looked left and right, held the wat card above his head, and said sadly: "Your Majesty, the old minister recommends..."
"Okay, okay, I know!" Emperor Ming Xian waved his hand impatiently, interrupting Fan Qingzheng's words: "You recommend Song Zhendong, the right attendant of the military department!" As he spoke, Emperor Ming Xian paused, his gaze swept over the hall, and finally fell on Sun Xiang, and swept away again.
Sun Xiang also recommended Song Zhendong. Emperor Ming Xian's voice was not in a hurry, and he couldn't hear his emotions.
No one answered. Emperor Ming Xian said again: "But there are other Qing families who recommend the post of secretary of the military department?"
After the words were spoken, the hall was silent. No one answered.
After a while, after Emperor Ming Xian's gaze seemed to sweep over Sun Xiang and became more and more depressed, someone finally stood up and recommended this matter.
"Your Majesty, there is one minister to recommend. "The person who stood up and spoke was Xiao Tong, the secretary of the ministry. He was already gray-haired, but his body was erect.
Emperor Ming Xian looked at Xiao Tong and raised his eyebrows.
This Xiao Tong is the person who was brought up by Emperor Ming Xian. But after mentioning it, in the early years, he was against the emperor everywhere. Later, the emperor suppressed the Xiao family and stripped his rights, but because no one in the court could promote him, he left him in the position of the secretary of the ministry. Later, Xiao Tong also realized that for the sake of the Xiao family, he was not involved in the affairs of the court.
So everyone in the court knows that Xiao Tong is a shell that has been shed by a cicada, empty on the surface, and empty inside. In a position with great power, there is no real power. And this Xiao Tong almost went through the motions in the court, standing in front of the team, but he had never seen him say anything in the court over the years.
Emperor Ming Xian looked at Xiao Tong, pondered for a moment, and said, "I don't know who Xiao Shangshu recommends?"
Xiao Tong held the wat card in his hand, lowered his head and replied without waves: "The minister recommends He Wenjing, the right attendant of the Ministry of Works." ā
He Wenjing, the right attendant of the Ministry of Works, was brought up after the former right attendant Xia Chengwen fell. I have been sitting in the position of a squire in this ministry for five or six years.
"He Wenjing, the right attendant of the Ministry of Works?" Emperor Ming Xian looked at Xiao Tong and repeated his words before asking.
"Yes. He Wenjing, the right attendant of the Ministry of Works. First, the military department is now in internal chaos, and the verdict of the corruption case involving Dongfang Ge has not yet been released, if the right waiter is promoted again, Lord Song, there are people in the position of Shangshu, but the two waiters are vacant. It is tantamount to tearing down the east wall and making up the west wall. Acting in this way is not substantially perfect from the military department's tenure. Second, within the military department, one person is promoted and the whole body is moved, although it is a position, the layers below must be moved upward. In the humble opinion of the old minister, with the situation of the military department at this time, it is not suitable to be promoted in this way. And the old minister recommended He Wenjing of the Ministry of Industry, who had served as the director of the Ministry of War for many years, and knew the situation of the Ministry of War well, and he was also quick to get started. First, he was a martial champion in the scientific examination that year, and it was only fitting that he was on duty in the military department. Second, He Wenjing is upright and loyal, prudent in handling things, thoughtful and responsible. This is obvious to all. Thirdly. ā
One by one, they were spoken, and there was silence for a moment in the court, and no one answered.