Galloping all the way, Fan Wencheng said that he was a little uneasy in his heart, but after all, this was Huang Taiji's order, he was poor and depressed back then, it was Huang Taiji's wisdom and wisdom that led to his Fan Wencheng's today, so although there were some bumps and bumps between the two, but for Fan Wencheng, the grace of knowing should be repaid with a spring!

Even if this white flag camp is Longtan Tiger's Den, he is absolutely not afraid, not to mention that according to him, Dolgon has been by Huang Taiji's side since he was a child, so he turned against Huang Taiji, I am afraid that he will not have the courage. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Ah...... Clamour! ”

Just when his thoughts were galloping, he saw more than a dozen soldiers, and he saw that the team dressed in a white flag, but these sergeants were obviously disheveled, and there was a sense of panic on their faces.

"Where are you! The Great War is coming, why is it here? ”

Seeing that the visitor asked, it was difficult for the group to hide the past, but one of the teams of people who looked like them stood up and said.

"This lord, we are the sergeants under the command of the White Banner Laha Fan Niu Lu."

Seeing that Fan Wencheng was dressed by a few people, the sergeant was also extremely polite.

"Where are you going?"

"I ...... We were sent on patrol by Lord Niu Lu Ezhen. ”

"Oh."

Hearing what this person said, Fan Wencheng frowned slightly.

"What kind of medicine is this Dolgon selling in the gourd?"

Looking at a few people who were disheveled, and the answer was full of loopholes, it was clearly going in the opposite direction from Tongzhou City, but it was said that they were going to patrol, and it was clearly a fugitive soldier.

Fan Wencheng was extremely difficult to understand in his heart.

At this time, Fan Wencheng and the others who saw it no longer paid attention to themselves, but the soldiers wanted to take the opportunity to slip away, but at this moment, Fan Wencheng woke up from his thoughts, and then shouted.

"You are incapable of bullying me Fan, now that the war is in full swing, you are lying to the official that he is going to patrol, left and right, and he will not take it with the official!"

With Fan Wencheng's order, the guards of the Yellow Flag behind him had already stepped forward to subdue the people, you must know that these people sent to Fan Wencheng were all selected by Huang Taiji from his own army, and they were all good hands, in fact, these soldiers with white flags can be compared.

But he said that after Fan Wencheng took down this man, he didn't stop and went straight to the Zhengbai Flag camp, he wanted to see what the situation was like with this Dorgon!

Fan Wencheng and his entourage didn't mention it for the time being, but said that it was in Beijing at this time.

After visiting Yang Sichang overnight, the next day, the sky was still a little gray.

At this time, the officials who were preparing for the early dynasty were already waiting outside the palace gate, of course, Yang Sichang was no exception, but today's court was the most exciting day for Yang Sichang since he became an official, and even the soft call of Ma Maocai in the Ministry of Rites behind him was ignored.

"Brother Yang, Brother Yang!"

After a while, Yang Sichang finally came to his senses, but he was a little apologetic.

"I was a little slacking just now, and I hope that Brother Ma Xian will not blame him for being a brother!"

This Ma Maocai is a Jinshi of the fifth year of the Apocalypse, and now he is mixed into the fine food division of this Ministry of Rites, and he is the fifth rank, but he is also mixed in general, and this person is upright, if it is not for the outstanding rule of officials, I am afraid that this Beijing official will not be able to mix it up for a long time, and for Yang Sichang, although this Ma Maocai is a junior in the career, the relationship between the two is excellent.

Hearing Yang Sichang's words, Ma Maocai smiled and said.

"Brother Yang, where did you and my brother say this, but the younger brother saw that Brother Yang was different from the past today, but there was a feeling of horse's hooves and spring breeze between his brows, and he thought that there must be some great joy."

However, before Ma Mao could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a voice full of jokes.

"Hmph, a Jinshi and the first of the Wanli Dynasty for more than 30 years, now he is only mixed with the right to the imperial history, and he has been idle for so many years, and he is still thinking about what happy events are coming, hum, it is really a big lie!"

The person who spoke, his face was slightly gloomy, but he was a little roe deer, especially the eight-character mustache that was full of sex, but it was also a little festive, this person was none other than Ma Maocai's top boss, Wen Tiren, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites.

"You!"

Although he is his own top boss, the so-called newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, although it has been a few years after experiencing officialdom, but Ma Maocai's upright temperament cannot be changed, even in the face of his own top boss, it is no different.

Just when Ma Mao wanted to refute his boss, he was stopped by Yang Sichang on the side.

"Brother Yang, this."

Seeing that he was stopped by Yang Sichang, Ma Maocai was a little unwilling, in fact, for his own boss, who was comparable to the Tang Dynasty's 'human cat' Li Yifu, Ma Maocai looked down on him, but what he didn't understand was that since the current saint is known as the son of the saint, how can he reuse such a person.

Seeing that Ma Maocai was indignant, Yang Sichang was kind of talking.

"What Lord Wen said is the truth, Yang is ashamed of the thirty-eighth year of Wanli."

Hearing what Yang Sichang said, Wen Tiren snorted coldly, showing disdain, but at this moment, Yang Sichang's words changed abruptly.

"Yang is ashamed of being idle for many years, ashamed of the emperor's grace, not like some people, who are in a high position, but all he thinks about all day long is to form a party for personal gain, seek power and profit, if Yang is like this, it is to give a Zaifu, Yang is also ashamed to death!"

"You!"

As soon as Yang Sichang's words came out, it made Wen Tiren almost vomit blood, but in the face of so many ministers, it was not easy to attack in the court, not to mention that Yang Sichang did not name him, if he accepted it like this, it would be a self-confession, and he had been in the officialdom for so many years, it was impossible for Wen Tiren not to understand this.

Thinking of this, Wen Tiren smiled suddenly.

"What did Lord Yang say about the person in a high position, he didn't want to make progress, and he lived up to the emperor's grace, and now in front of this Duoge elder, I don't know what Lord Yang is referring to!"

As soon as these words came out, Yang Sichang was unconsciously a little frightened, and said secretly in his heart.

"It's really an old fox, it seems that I underestimated him!"

At this time, Zhu Biao, the first assistant of the cabinet who witnessed all this, saw that Yang Sichang was a little deflated, but he deliberately cried for a while, and then spoke.

"Two adults, this matter is all in the eyes of the pavilion, what the two adults said, the pavilion also heard it really, but to say, the pavilion is already over the age, but I really feel that this old bone is now useless, both of them are the pillars of the country, for the old, it is not worth hurting the harmony!"

Although it sounds like Li Biao has a grudge against Yang Sichang, he can see that this Li Ge Lao is looking for a step for Yang Sichang and helping him Yang Sichang is.

After Li Biao spoke, this little farce naturally stopped abruptly here, and then with the sound of bells and drums in the palace, the palace door was opened, and it was already time to enter the palace.

Facing the courtiers who came in a stream, Yang Sichang finally squeezed to the side of Li Biao, the first assistant of the cabinet, and said softly.

"Thanks to Lord Shousuke."

Hearing this, Li Biao said with a smile.

"Lord Yang doesn't have to be like this, this is what an old man should do, but Lord Yang has to pay attention to it in the future."

Speaking of this, Li Biao cast his eyes on Wen Tiren, who was not far away, and deliberately snorted.

"Xia Guan understands."

Li Biao's meaning, Yang Sichang understands, after a thanks, but slowly retreated to the previous position, after all, there is a difference between respect and inferiority, although last night His Majesty had already issued an edict, promoted to a commander and a fellow knowledge, the prince Shaobao, but at this moment he is still only a four-rank Beijing official, naturally he can't go side by side with the ministers.

"The official department is still the book, the prince is the prince, and the Wuyingdian scholar Li Biao...... Prince Shaobao, Wenyuange University scholar Qian Longxi ......."

And as a familiar name came out of the mouth of the picket imperial history, Yang Sichang understood that this court meeting was naturally getting to the point.

Although Yang Sichang secretly speculated in his heart that today's dynasty would be different from the past, but when the emperor appeared in front of everyone, not only Yang Sichang, but also the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were amazed.

But why?

It turns out that today's court meeting, today's saint is actually dressed in a red and bright 'leather dress', which is the battle uniform of the great emperor, and the gift of the skin is the second only to the emperor to enthrone the temple in the empire!