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Before the emperor made a final decision on the affairs of Sichuan, the officials issued several official letters one after another after consulting the supreme, and Guo Hanjin, the political envoy of Gansu, and Min Zhiyuan, the political envoy of Shandong, were among the lists listed in the official documents to report on their work in Beijing. Compared with Guo Hanjin's ecstasy, Min Zhiyuan is mixed. At the beginning, I thought that I would be able to have a good life if I climbed the four princes, but I didn't expect that the situation in the capital would change abruptly, and Feng Wuhou was not the most favored prince, but now his status and power have plummeted. It would be a great blessing if he could keep his position in Shandong when he entered Beijing this time, and if he adjusted a hardship, it would be too late to find a way.

Therefore, Guo Hanjin was on the way to Beijing, and he was eager to fly there, which would have taken more than a month, but he only took 23 days to arrive in the capital. Although he has only been an official in Gansu for more than a year, Feng Wuxian can hardly recognize him, not only his hair is dry, but he also seems to be half thinner, and his face has left wrinkles like knife carvings. If you change others, you won't believe that this person was still white a few years ago.

"Han Qing, I've really hurt you." Feng Wuxian knew that Guo Hanjin visited his mansion first after reporting to the ministry, and he also had some feelings in his heart, and even mixed with a trace of guilt, "Gansu is a bitter cold place, so the post of political envoy has always been a lack of applicants. Fortunately, you are cautious as an official, and your reputation is quite good, so you may be able to change your errand this time. Guo Hanjin's body was already a little trembling, although he had known that this was the case, but Jingfeng Wuxian said it so clearly. He still had almost no self-control. "Your Highness, if it weren't for your repeated help, Xia Guan would have had to go back to the countryside to farm. Great grace is not grateful. Please accept the bows of the lower officials! "And when he had said that, he fell on his knees and bowed his head deeply." Hanqing! Feng Wuxian couldn't imagine that Guo Hanjin would suddenly make such a gesture. was shocked, and hurriedly helped him up, "You suffered from the pond fish in Fujian back then, and those murderers originally came for this king, but who expected that this king would have escaped." But it has affected you and Lunlun. Speaking of which, both of you have also suffered for others, it is this king who should thank you. Feng Wuxian looked at Guo Hanjin's old appearance with a little heartache, "I wanted you to find a good deficiency after you recovered, but first, it was too slow to start from scratch, and second, you have been an official for many years, and it is not suitable for a small official. Lunlun is now back to his old profession, but he is much more comfortable than you in Xijiang. ”

Guo Hanjin nodded with a smile, and then sat down with the wind without a trace and gossiped about the customs of Gansu. He is the one who has been convicted. When I first arrived there, it was not very smooth, but fortunately, Feng Wuxian had already informed the northwest camp that the wind was not right, and asked him to take care of it from time to time. Those local officials are also villains who tend to be inflammatory. After finding out the details of the political envoy's underground, he immediately lost his ugly face, and he was courteous. There are even many people who try to get into the Xiao family in the capital through Guo Hanjinba, after all, the shortage in Gansu is really hard. So they all wanted to find a way to move their position.

The two talked for a long time, and Guo Hanjin understood the current situation in the capital, and his face became solemn. He and Lu Simang were not Qing officials, and they also scraped a lot of land when they were in Fujian, but since they took refuge in this Seventh Highness, they have no worries about money, and everything is based on the overall situation. If he had changed the past, he would have regarded the position of Sichuan's political envoy as a great opportunity to make money, but now he felt a heavy pressure.

"Okay, Han Qing, the matter of planning will be discussed slowly by the king, but as for you, you have to make some plans." Feng Wuxian saw that Guo Hanjin seemed to be a little tired, so he didn't want to say more, "When the situation in Sichuan arrives, this king will tell you in detail, you are really hard to come to the capital in a hurry, go back and rest for a night, so as not to lose your spirit when you face the saint." ”

Guo Hanjin was really tired to the extreme, if it weren't for the fact that he still had a little urgent hope in his heart, he would have fallen asleep a long time ago. Hearing the words of Feng Wuxi, he was no longer polite and resigned respectfully. When he was about to go out, he happened to meet Chen Lingcheng, the famous imperial doctor looked at Guo Han with interest for a while, and then said: "Master Guo, the old man sees that your face is gloomy, and your internal organs seem to be not well maintained. ”

Guo Hanjin nodded with a smile, but there was a little joy in his heart, if it weren't for Feng Wuxian showing his mouth in front of Chen Lingcheng, he would not be ridiculed. In this way, I am afraid that there is really seven or eight points of hope for that matter. A feeling of dizziness kept hitting Guo Hanjin, who was already tired, so he didn't care about saying any more polite words, and left in a hurry after bowing his hand.

"This guy's official addiction is still so bad!" As soon as Chen Lingcheng entered the main hall, he put out such a sentence, "It seems that His Royal Highness really didn't find the wrong person, if it was an ordinary person, if he put a place like Gansu, he might hold a grudge in his heart, and now it seems that although Guo Hanjin is not a Qing official, he is a first-class capable member." Just look at the gray appearance of his hair for more than a year, it can be seen that it has taken a lot of effort. ”

Feng Wuxian nodded again and again, obviously agreeing with Chen Lingcheng's words, and then thought of another matter, and hurriedly asked about the situation of several other officials who went to Beijing to report on their work. Xiao Yunchao was completely prepared this time, and had made quite a plan in advance, so he readily agreed to Feng Wuxi. If Guo Hanjin can't be transferred to Sichuan, he will also try to transfer him to another position, so Feng Wuxian also wants to pick a candidate from these officials. In order to prevent the attack on an overly powerful official, this person must be able to do it well.

Min Zhiyuan didn't feel that he had become the object of other people's schemes, and he was unhurried along the way, and in the eyes of those entourage, he felt a little bit of delaying time. However, he also knew the severity, and the official document said that he should rush to the capital before July 20, and now it was a scorching summer, as long as he could enter the capital on time, there was nothing to worry about if he was delayed for a few more days.

When he went to report to the ministry, he found that he was the last, whether it was Guo Hanjin, the political envoy of Gansu, Zuo Fanchen, the political envoy of Jiangsu, or the governors of the other two provinces, all of whom arrived earlier than him. Although Mi Jingfu, the left attendant of the ministry, still had that unchanged smiling face, his words made him tremble.

"Lord Min, on this hot day, I'm afraid it's not easy to walk on the road? Now it seems that Shandong is too remote, but Lord Min has been wronged there in recent years. Until he left the yamen of the Ministry of Officials, Mi Jing's recovering skin and smiling words were still ringing in Min Zhiyuan's ears. There must be a reason for the groundlessness, he is not a fool, he can naturally hear the feeling that others are going to cut him, so he has to rush towards the mansion where the wind is unprepared and uneasy.

For Min Zhiyuan, although Feng Wuhou gave him a lot of opportunities, he always treated him lightly on the surface. Zhou Yan once asked the prince the reason, and Feng Wuhou just replied: "Min Zhiyuan is a person, greedy but wise, can be used but not trusted, only by giving him a feeling of alienation, but firmly controlling him inside, it is possible to use it in a wonderful place without hurting himself." ”

At this moment, Feng Wuhou faced Min Zhiyuan's uneasy face and temptation, but his expression was very relaxed. "Dafang, this king sees that you are too suspicious, and there are not many outstanding officials under this king, that is, you are still competitive, and you have earned the position of political envoy step by step. Usually in the evaluation, this king also greeted the officials, so that they don't even understand this. Although the Xiao family is now powerful, it is not enough to control the government. The transfer or promotion of local officials, after all, still needs the nod of their father, and it is impossible for them to cover the sky with one hand. ”

Min Zhiyuan kept nodding his head, but the big stone in his heart never let go. He knows that this master has always been lightweight, and his weight in his eyes is not something that can be described by the word "excellent". These heavenly nobles are all a reason, and they can hold you to the sky when they want to use you, but if they want to discard a chess piece, it will be like a net of heaven and earth, and there is no way to escape it.

"What His Highness said is extremely true, but the officials are too worried." Min Zhiyuan had a humble smile on his face, "The lower official is from Shandong, and there are no good things to honor His Highness, they are all some local specialties, and please accept it with a smile." He peeked at Feng Wuhou's face, and after seeing that his master nodded slightly, he got up and ordered a few subordinates who had been waiting outside the hall for a long time to carry things up.

Feng Wuhou glanced at the large black boxes below, noncommittally, and didn't ask what they were. "Dafang, since you are so hearted, this king is not welcome." He casually called the personal entourage standing beside him, and ordered him to find someone to send the things to the warehouse first, and then hand them over to Zhou Yan to dispose of.

Watching a few strong little guys carry things down, Feng Wuhou continued:

"The king will keep an eye on your work in Beijing this time, so don't worry too much. It's good that this king still bears the status of a prince, and the officials will not save face for this little thing. You have worked hard all the way, even if you go back to rest, this king will take care of everything. With that, he picked up the teacup beside him.

Min Zhiyuan saw the meaning of this send-off, hurriedly stood up, and sent out a bunch of greeting words, and then bowed and retired. When he left the door, he felt that his official uniform seemed to be fished out of the water, and it was all soaked, and he had already lost his honor in the hall when he thought about it. Several personal servants were surprised to see their master's embarrassed appearance.

It wasn't until he got on the official sedan chair that Min Zhiyuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, although there were many ice basins in the hall, but this kind of verbal confrontation was really more tiring than fighting. Who said that the four princes don't learn and have no skills, it's just nonsense and speculation! If the children of the Heavenly Family were idle, they would have been defeated in the battle for succession, and they only hoped that he could survive to the end, then maybe he could go further, after all, the experience of an unpopular prince becoming a great treasure had also happened. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but squint his eyes and laugh happily. Lingyun Zhiwei Without a Trace Volume 5 Party Struggle Chapter 22 Reunion