Chapter Ninety-Seven: Just Do It

"The original intention is very good!"

"Easier said than done!"

Liu Zhilun, an officer of the military department, patted Cui Hanzhang's shoulder, turned around and limped along the palace road.

"You're giving me a letter, huh?" Cui Hanzhang shouted without giving up, in fact, he understood that his behavior was a risky move, and it can be described as a taboo in officialdom.

"There are no bad breeds in the military department! The young man looked forward and looked backward and lost his sharpness, on the battlefield of the Northern Expedition, you have the courage to assassinate Xiuhu in the midst of ten thousand troops, now you are verbose, just do it! This is Liu Zhilun's voice floating behind his head, and it is really rough.

These words came out of the mouth of the top boss of the military department, and Cui Hanzhang was enthusiastic when he heard it, and everyone in the world said that he Liu Zhilun was a Confucian general from a poor family, who knew that the literati were so cool.

Cui Hanzhang's heart was warm, there was no shortage of people of insight in the court, he slowly sat on the steps of the gate of Shulanxuan Palace, although there was frost, he did not feel cold. Mentally calculating that there are still a few people in the house who can be wooed, and ventilating in advance to do things will get twice the result with half the effort, but not everyone can be so cool.

Cui Hanzhang may not have thought that the situation of the dynasty has changed, and in the future, the major politics of the world will be in this study behind him, and anyone who can enter Shulanxuan will not be the marquis in the future.

"Since Shuai Lun has already spoken, presumably Jiang Yunlang will not have any objections, it is most appropriate for this matter to be led by the Ministry of War, and Yu Gong and reason can stand up."

"King Luyang has been angry recently, so it's better not to touch his moldy head. However, Ding Guogong can be contacted, this old man is not old-hearted, and he is ruthless in doing things, but he is temporarily lacking a person to take a line. ”

"If the boss of the Huo family wants to ride the wall in this matter, he just won't be on the road." Here, Cui Hanzhang pondered one by one in his heart, and the big eunuch over there should Jiugong lift the curtain and come out, and saw Cui Hanzhang sitting on the steps in front of him.

Ying Jiugong approached quietly and said in a sharp voice: "It's so cold on the ground, don't freeze Tanhualang." ”

Cui Hanzhang was suddenly disturbed in his contemplation, startled, and stood up in a panic, but when he saw Ying Jiugong's old face coming to him, he quickly got up and shook off the moonlight, and bowed and said: "Gonggong Lao is bothered, the room is too stuffy Hanzhang came out to breathe!" ”

"Please! Holy Majesty, please come into the house to discuss it! "Ying Jiugong shook off the dust and made way out.

"Don't dare! Father-in-law, please! Where would Cui Hanzhang go forward, so he stepped back again and asked him to go first.

The two of them opened the curtain before and after entering the house, and the hot people in the room were sweating on their foreheads, all of them were the officials of the various yamen, although they were noisy, but they still cared about their faces.

It's just that this kind of scene of fighting for the reward of an official and a half-job, in Cui Hanzhang's view, is no different from the women who keep arguing over a green onion in the vegetable market in Xishi.

Bustling, all for profit. Temples and fly camps, all for the name.

He knew that his qualifications were shallow, and he didn't have the courage to go forward to compete with the chiefs of the various ministries, and the Holy Lord had already rewarded him during the Northern Expedition.

Although Emperor Jialong squinted his eyes and was recuperating, he saw him when he entered the house, so he beckoned him to come to him.

"The military department is injured this time, I see it in my eyes, just mention what you think!" Cui Hanzhang's heart rippled when Emperor Jialong said it, and he couldn't guess it for a while, "What do you mean by mentioning it?" ”

"The saint is sympathetic, Weichen will not participate in the deliberations of the adults, Lord Jiang has already prepared an excerpt, please take a look at it!" Cui Hanzhang gritted his teeth, thinking that there was no such shop in this village, and the brothers in the military department would die and be crippled, so don't order benefits at this time, it will be difficult to have a chance to speak in the future. After pulling Jiang Yunlang over and kowtowing, he directly took out a fold and handed it forward.

A meaningful smile appeared on Emperor Jialong's face, and he spoke directly without looking at it: "Accurate!" ”

The grace of the saint is like the sea, and this time the two of them were caught off guard. How can I call a regret in my heart, I knew that if it was so smooth, I should have opened my mouth, but now it is good that the saint has no room for them to bargain, and the Tao is still not deep enough.

It is as steady as Jiang Yunlang's heart is also rippling, and he has the courage to climb the pole and ask: "This excerpt is a reward for everyone below the military department, Lun Shuai does not seek fame and fortune, but his subordinates can't look past it, and the ministers dare to ask for a reward for Lun Shuai!" ”

After saying this, Jiang Yunlang, the squire of the military department, wiped the sweat from his forehead, half of it was hot, and half of it was frightened.

"It's a reward, without Liu Zhilun, there would be no Right Route Army, Rong Zhen think about it."

Emperor Jialong did not say whether his eyelids were slightly closed, but the injury did not heal, and the kung fu of the tea looked tired.

Liu Zhilun, as the secretary of the Ministry of War, is already a second-grade member, and if he can go further, he will be the first first-grade member in this dynasty, and it seems that Emperor Jialong wants to give more than this, otherwise there is no need to think about it.

In the first 20 years of the Jialong Dynasty, adhering to the legacy of Taizu, the emphasis on literature and light on military force was regarded as a turning point after the Northern Expedition, and the martial arts became more and more prosperous.

Cui Hanzhang and Jiang Yunlang glanced at each other, and they both felt that the status of the military department had been greatly improved, and their solid achievements gave them more say in the future situation.

Cui Hanzhang suddenly figured out a truth, the saint already had an idea in his heart, but he still had to throw out some bait, so that he could see what everyone was thinking?

As for those officials of various ministries and halls, they are actually all small meanings, and the abacus is slippery, in fact, it is just a sound, but if you don't fight like this, I'm afraid it's really not good, and you have to go through the motions. There are stages inside and outside the palace, the horns of the singing drama compete for beauty, the audience is fascinated, and no one pays attention to who built the stage!

Those who glimpse the fish of the abyss are very ominous.

The world's customs, people's feelings, and people's hearts are all worse than those of the deep fish.

Liu Zhilun, the secretary of the military department, did not see it through, but he did not say it thoroughly, so he left the two of them to maneuver here, no wonder he was rickety but hard when he left.

At this time, looking back at the quarrelsome and laughing ministers, it means something else, why don't they know that someone is watching the joke?

Regardless of whether he was woken up by someone or understood by himself, Cui Hanzhang was in a comfortable mood at this time to the point that his soul was numb, and he guessed the holy will, and he didn't say anything about it, and sure enough, every bit of it was a university question!

At this point, Jiang Yunlang and Cui Hanzhang suddenly felt comfortable, and joined the reward discussion without any sense of disobedience: "The military department throws its head and spills blood, and the future in exchange for life cannot be topped!" ”

Cui Hanzhang is the youngest and open-mouthed, and his words are impulsive but the results are good, while Jiang Yunlang is responsible for playing a round to clean up the situation, and the two of them sang and sang and harmonized, and they also supported the banner of the military department.

It took two days to settle the dust after arguing about the government, and Liu Zhilun, the secretary of the Ministry of War, added the general of the Zhu Guoda, the official residence of a product, the three-way Northern Expedition army and the Jiatong Guanbian military academy captain and above, all the officials were promoted to a level and the salary was doubled, and all the soldiers who died in the war were registered and posthumously recognized and buried in the Northern Expedition Cemetery of Yimaofeng.

The number of officials in the various ministries who stayed in Taikang's logistics support doubled, and the subordinate officials of all ministries were all promoted by half a level except for Shangshu Shilang, and they were graded according to their vacant positions.

The local state capitals have made meritorious contributions in preparing grain and grass, and the Holy Decree has exempted them from paying taxes for one year.

The rewards of the two princes, as well as Cui Hanzhang, Yao Daguan and other people with outstanding military exploits, have already issued a holy decree to reward them when they conquered Youyun City, and at this time, they only need to be entered into the file of the Ministry of Rites.

Emperor Jialong personally issued an edict to celebrate with the people and enjoy together, Taikang City held a banquet for all people, and the yamen of the state capitals took a three-day vacation, and the Shenguang Dynasty was beaming from top to bottom.

It is said that Liu Zhilun, the secretary of the Ministry of War, walked out of the palace alone, but his mind kept thinking about the plan of the Frunze Wutang proposed by his subordinate Cui Hanzhang, and the old Shangshu muttered in his mouth: "Wen has Taiyuan, Wu has Frunze!" Very bold idea! ”

He wanted to pass on and carry forward the methods of guerrilla warfare, and the best way was to train high-level military commanders, and then let these fires spread strategic ideas in the army, and all that remained was to wait patiently for them to blossom and bear fruit.

But he knows that this matter touches the interests of too many people, and the more great the good thing, the more he must think about it slowly, otherwise one of them will be burned by accident.

Although Liu Zhilun, a Confucian general of the Han Sect, became famous in the First World War of the Northern Expedition, it was actually the result of decades of painstaking tempering, and the bridges he walked naturally were more than the roads that Cui Hanzhang and Bai Yanqiu had walked, and the angle of standing higher was more comprehensive.

He repeatedly deduced the pros and cons of Frunze Wutang in his mind, although the matter is big, but finding a small entry point will get twice the result with half the effort. "Since the previous generation of martial artists and sons, the Taiyuan has been less and less engaged in the military art of war. Although there are many protégés of the martial arts master in the contemporary ten masters, they cannot reach the height of the martial arts in terms of martial arts attainments and military accomplishments, so the Taiyuan side is also more than willing and insufficient. ”

On the side of the army, as long as he is not taken back for a day, he still has enough right to speak. Speaking of which, when he returned from the war, he should have an explanation with the various prefectures on Chili Street, after all, if they hadn't nodded and acquiesced, Liu Zhilun, who was born in a poor family, would not have been able to sit in the position of the secretary of the military department, even if he was talented.

It's just that this year's year-end banquet is probably not delicious, the Northern Expedition is invincible, and the face is glorious, but in fact, the loss of soldiers is terrible, that is, there are many generals in the Right Route Army led by him, not to mention the hot-blooded young generation who went to the front line to send their heads in the later period, they are all the favorites of the provinces, and now they can only knock out their teeth and swallow them in their stomachs.

Tonight, the lights in the Zhefu at the end of Chili Street are brilliant, and the mansion with six entrances and three folds is full of red lanterns, and the eldest lady of the Zhe family personally accompanies the banquet to invite the neighbors of the various houses on the street.

In the main hall, the table of the Eight Immortals carved with red sandalwood is full of rare game in the mountains and wilderness of Daze, and there is also amber wine carved rice.

"Give me ten years, and return all the talents of the generation!" After Liu Zhilun drank three glasses of wine, he said these words with enthusiasm and heroism.

For a while, everyone present was silent, even the few mansions that supported him Liu Zhilun did not answer, staring at the amber wine in the cup, they were all old foxes who had been cultivating for many years, and they were most unhappy to see someone put this on hold to talk about fasting.

"Cripple Liu, sit down and talk, don't you feel like your legs hurt when you stand?" Xiahou took a sip of wine and said leisurely, Xiahou Mansion, which bears the name of Shangzhu Country, is now sparsely populated, and the only bloodline with the most promising is also buried in the battle of Youyun City, and there is nowhere to vent the hatred and evil fire.

"Now Lun Shuai has the power of the army, but there are not enough people to use under him, it is not unusual to have this idea, but what does this matter have to do with us?" The Guanfu Dafang family asked knowingly.

"You can know that once the Frunze Wutang is established, it means that our dynasty will change the long-standing national policy of emphasizing literature over military force. Wen has Taiyuan, Wu has Frunze, Wutang disciples are also protégés of the Son of Heaven, after graduation, they can directly enter the army to serve, the lowest lieutenant starts, and we can have 50 places in each prefecture of Chili Street to study in Wutang without examination. Liu Zhilun's words were tantamount to throwing down a black fire thunder on the spot, and everyone buzzed in their brains during the explosion, especially the sentence that there is Taiyuan Wu and Frunze, which is too fascinating.

"If that's the case, my Huo family is willing to help Lun Shuai." Huo Yunlong knew that he couldn't pretend to be stupid at this time, Cui Hanzhang passed the gas with him in advance, and at this time he had to wave the flag and shout for his allies, and add another handful of firewood to burn the fire.

"Liu Cripple's fifty places are too stingy, and if we don't have enough points in many mansions on Chili Street, we will have to get a hundred, let alone a hundred." Some people took the opportunity to open their mouths and ask for more places, and it was also true to think that although the prefectures had lost a number of direct children, there were so many protégés and former officials, and there were not a few in-laws, so the fifty places were indeed slightly insufficient.

"I, Liu Zhilun, came from a humble background, but a man who stands and pees, a mouthful of spit and a nail, if I say it today, it will be a hundred places." Liu Zhilun hurriedly bit the words to death, and he couldn't retreat when the matter came.

After finishing speaking, Liu Zhilun picked up the wine glass and drank it slowly, paused for a breath, and said again: "Although Liu is in command of the expedition, the people who can follow him into battle are not outsiders. Others don't know, Liu understands psychologically, all the mansions are buried in the army for several lifetimes, and the wind and grass can't hide it from Chili Street, I hope the princes understand that Frunze Wutang is a long-term plan! ”

Liu Zhilun's words can be regarded as speaking to the hearts of everyone here, which government on Chili Street has not been in the army for more than three generations, and now half of the officials above the general colonel level are from their subordinates, if they can't be trapped, no one will want to command them.

The last generation of Lingwu Hou Bai Juque can be described as powerful, and the fundamental reason is also that the families of Chili Street are headed by Bai Juque, and the entire Chili Street is twisted into a rope, and no one dares to underestimate it in the court. Now this year-end banquet is still the secretary of the military department and the general of the Zhu State, Liu Zhilun, who carries the great victories of the Northern Expedition, and the fact that all the prefectures can come to support it is basically a recognition of the third aunt of the Folding Mansion.

"All of you here are Yanqiu's uncles and elders, and the younger nephew also went to the battlefield of the Northern Expedition, so he was lucky not to die. Say a few words from the heart, the little nephew raised his hands and agreed with Lun Shuai's proposal to build the Frunze Wutang, compared with Beihu's cavalry tactical literacy and efficient mobility ability, our Shenguang Dynasty's army has great deficiencies in immediate combat power and middle and lower level command, especially the coordination and combat ability of the cavalry and the infantry army, which reflects the problem of insufficient command ability of the generals who lead our troops, especially the shortage of middle-level generals. I, the Marquis of Lingwu, have decided to take out the family heirloom of the art of war and share it with you. "Bai Yanqiu is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, and he is really the only one who is stunned when he speaks clearly in front of such a group of elders from various provinces!

At this time, seeing that some people were supporting her niece and son-in-law Liu Zhilun one after another, the eldest lady of the Zhe family, who was sitting in a high position, stood up with a cane and said with a smile: "It is a good thing to be beneficial to the country and the provinces of Chili Street, let's all help Zhilun, the position of the secretary of the military department is not easy to sit!" ”

"That's how it should be!"

"Why do you need to see the outside, it's all your own people!" Someone then chimed in.

"Since then, this matter has been handed over to Zhilun to discuss with the head of the Qin Yuan of the Taiyuan again, and strive to obtain the support of the Taiyuan, and must not engage in confrontation!"

"Liu's military department relies on your support, but he doesn't fight an uncertain battle, and after the Spring Festival, he also promised to negotiate this matter with the head of the Qin Academy, and strive for half of the ten masters to support Frunze Wutang." Liu Zhilun knew it at this time, and boasted about Haikou on the spot.

"No one can be cowardly! After this bowl of wine, we have to set up the Frunze Wutang! "The eldest lady does not let her eyebrows be bearded, and she is full of spirit.