Chapter 437: Xiao Ge Lao may still have a way
It is said that Wu Jie and Hu Zongtang belong to different camps. There are roughly three factions among the ministers of the court: Yan Dang, Qingliu, and Yuwang.
Among them, the Yuwang series is actually a clear stream, such as Zhang Juzheng, Tan Lun, and Gao Gong, although the number is not much, but all of them are in high positions.
Most of the real power and official positions of the six ministries are controlled by the strict party, and Jueyu is all over the government and the opposition.
As for Wu Jie and Li Chunfang, strictly speaking, they can be regarded as the imperial party, the attendants and personal secretaries of Emperor Jiajing.
The situation in front of him is that Jiajing feels that Yan Dangduo is too strong and intends to cut it off, and Hu Zongxian is Yan Song's protΓ©gΓ©.
Since Wu Jie and Qi Jiguang disobeyed the Zhezhi Governor's Mansion and directly sent troops and killed Luo Longwen, it can be said that he has completely turned his face with the Yan Party. Everyone is different and does not conspire with each other, why did this Hu Zongxian invite himself to speak?
Wu Jie was very puzzled, standing at the bow of the ship, standing in the wind and snow, the dozen or so ships slowly approached, the bow of the banner was waving in the wind, and it looked very desolate under the hazy sky.
Hu Zongxian was relieved of his post as governor of Xizhi this time and returned to Beijing to report on his work, if nothing else, the emperor was going to take action against Yan Dang this time. A dignified second-class officer, who has been in charge of the military and political power of the five provinces in the south of the Yangtze River for many years, but now he is about to fall from power, Wu Jie does not feel a little sympathetic in his heart.
The snow fell heavily, and it was blown by the river breeze, and it hurt to hit the face.
The current of the Grand Canal was very fast, and after a long time, Hu Zongxian's official boat leaned close to Wu Jie and jumped over.
It's strange to say, in the middle of winter, the rivers in the north are frozen, even the surging Yellow River is no exception, but the Dayuan River still flows smoothly, which makes Wu Jie feel very strange.
There are several theories about why the Grand Canal does not freeze in winter. One is that the Dayuan River flows rapidly; The second is that the salt content of the Dayuan River is higher than that of ordinary rivers and the freezing point is low. In any case, it is always good not to freeze, otherwise it will be troublesome if the north-south traffic is cut off.
A man who looked like a clerk stood at the door of the cabin and shouted, "But Lord Wu Jie, please enter the cabin." β
This shouting is very impolite. However, Wu Jie is just a six-rank official, and although Hu Zongxian has been removed from the post of governor of Xizhi, he still has the title of a second-rank official with the title of Shangshu of the Ministry of War.
Therefore, Wu Jie didn't feel anything wrong, and went straight to Hu Zongxian's boat and walked towards the cabin with his head held high.
As soon as he entered the window cabin, he felt a heat wave coming, and the rich scene inside also surprised Wu Jie slightly. There was a thick woolen blanket on the floor, and a few red copper stoves were lit, and the household items inside were shiny with oily paint. There was a small table with gold and silver dishes on it, and it contained delicate dishes that I could not name.
There are not many people, just Hu Zongxian and Xu Wei.
Xu Wei was so drunk that he was covered in alcohol, and he lay directly on the blanket, looking like a prodigal celebrity.
Hu Zongxian, on the other hand, straightened his waist and sat cross-legged, looking very energetic between his eyebrows.
Seeing Wu Jie coming in, Hu Zongxian smiled and stretched out his hand: "Shizhen, it has been more than half a year since Hangzhou was separated that day, and I can see it today, the wind is still coming, please take a seat." There is still half a day's journey to the capital, why don't you and I live in the same room, and dismiss the lonely guests? β
"There is a Laohu department, dare not allow it?" Wu Jie did not shirk, and also sat cross-legged opposite Hu Zongxian.
A pair of dishes and chopsticks had already been prepared on the table, Hu Zongxian slowly lifted the wine jug and poured a glass of wine for Wu Jie: "Hu Zongxian returned to the capital this time to report on his work, because it was close to the New Year's Pass, he was eager to meet his teacher and walk quickly, but he didn't want to meet Shizhen's invincible joy on the way. Today, you and I are together, and Hu wants to toast you three cups. These three cups are exquisite, and the first thing to do is respect. β
After that, he picked up the cup and drank it all: "The first cup can be regarded as Hu Mou's apology to Shizhen." ..., Hu Zongxian lit up the bottom of the cup: "That day in Hangzhou Tian Hunting, Hu wanted to give Shizhen a dismount, but now that I think about it, I am really ashamed, it was not done by you." β
Wu Jie didn't expect Hu Zongxian to apologize to himself, and he was stunned, but he admired it. This Lord Hu is really above board!
He smiled bitterly, didn't speak, and took the cup and drank it all in one gulp.
Hu Zongxian filled another cup for himself and Wu Jie, and then did it first: "The second cup, Hu Zongxian is to pay tribute to the people of the southeast." If it weren't for Shizhen leading the troops to exterminate the Japanese invaders, I don't know how many years this battle would have been fought, and how many lives would have been lost. β
Wu Jie was slightly unhappy in his heart, drank the wine in the toast, and said slowly: "Hu Butang, forgive Wu Jie for being blunt." Hengyu is the key to the war in the southeast, as long as the Japanese on the island are eliminated, the enemy of Fujian should be decided in one fell swoop. This step is right, the whole thing is alive, Wu Jie doesn't understand military affairs, and he can still see this. The ministry has led the troops for many years, and Wen Taowu is not sure how much he is better than Wu Jie, why can't he see it? Hu Zongxian silently poured a glass of wine for himself and Wu Jie, for a long time, and said: "My husband is in the world, and I must do things that are not happy." Who can break the world's feelings. β
Wu Jie laughed: "My lord still can't throw away the selfish interests of one party and one faction, and for the sake of the so-called kindness and group, he actually puts it in the light of the people's society. That's right, Master Hu is loyal to your teacher, and when others mention you, they will admire it in their hearts. But have you ever thought about it, whose money did you Master Hu get? We are officials, and our clothes and food are all taxes paid by the people. Loyalty and filial piety cannot be both, but the word loyalty must be ranked first, and the interests of the country and the nation are greater than one party and one group. Wu Jie used to admire the character of adults, but now it seems that adults are pitiful. β
Ming Zongxian sighed and toasted again: "When I returned to Beijing this time, Hu knew what was waiting for him, but he didn't regret it. Maybe you're right, the reason why Hu fell into today's field is not because of selfishness. This cup is also dry, it is not in vain that I have an acquaintance with Lord Wu. β
He threw the cup on the ground: "Shizhen, Hu Zongxian returned to Beijing this time, and he was an official in the same dynasty as the adults, and when he met in the future, he was a political enemy." Each has its own insistence, each has its own teacher, if there is any offense, please understand. β
There is an indescribable bleakness between the eyebrows.
Wu Jie solemnly said: "My lord is right, it is not in vain that you and I have met once, and this cup of Wu Jie has to be done no matter what." In the future, we will take a different position, so please do not leave your hands alone. β
With that, he threw his head up and drank it down, threw the cup on the ground, and strode outside.
The curtain of the door fluttered, and a cold wind thief would come in, mixed with a large stream of snowflakes, which made the cabin suddenly hazy.
Hu Zongxian sat there motionless, letting the wind and snow blow on his face, his eyes as bright as knives.
It was about the cold wind that woke up Xu Wei, who was lying on the ground, and suddenly, his body moved and sat up, and he cried loudly: "I have seen the snow in my life, and I am sad to see the snow now." Yesterday, he was lost a pool of Mian, and he punched three feet of iron overnight. β
After crying and singing, he lifted the flask on the table and poured it into his mouth.
The cold liquor flowed down his beard and trickled down the placket.
Hu Zongxian looked at Xu Wei with a smile: "Wen Chang sang a long song and cried, and he is letting go of celebrities!" β
"You, you, you, Hu Zongxian, you can still laugh." Xu Wei suddenly burst out laughing, pointing at Ming Zongxian and giggling, his shoulders not stopping.
Hu Zongxian has been a guest with Xu Weihe for many years, and he knows his temperament, so he is not angry, and said: "Wen Chang is worried that Hu Mou was robbed of his head by Wu Jie because of the war in the southeast this time, and he lost his favor with His Majesty. There is no need to be careful, Hu Zongxian has been with His Majesty's monarchs and ministers all these years, and besides, with a teacher in the court, there will be no danger when he returns to Beijing this time.
"You'd like to get it." Xu Wei stumbled to his feet, probably drunk, so he held on to the bulkhead with his hand, squinted his eyes, and said: "The monarch and the minister get along, that's a joke, the king only has power in his heart, but he has no feelings." After all, Hu Zongxian is an orthodox Confucian disciple, and he attaches great importance to the set of monarchs and ministers, and his face sank: "Wen Chang is cautious." β
Xu Wei: "Your Majesty believes that you value you, because you fancy your ability to lead troops and Yan Ge's ability to manage money." But as soon as Wu Jie and Qi Jiguang made a move this time, the southeast bandits were decided in one fell swoop. As for financial management, haha, Wu Shizhen is not weaker than the elder and the elder of the small pavilion. Besides, there is also a more clever Zhang Juzheng with better financial management methods, you say, what is the use of us losing long live? Your Majesty, don't you still understand, when you can use you, I will lift you up to heaven. Once you don't need it, you're shit. β
Hu Zongxian's heart sank, and he said after a long time: "No, Wen Chang, you really misjudged Your Majesty." Long live believing in fairy arts, and rejoicing. Hu Zongxian found a white deer in Xijiang this time, which was the doctor's auspiciousness, and he had been sent to the capital. β
Indeed, Emperor Jiajing has a good face and has a special penchant for auspicious things and the like. Hu Zongxian has also sent many strange and strange things to Beijing over the years, such as the six-foot-long pig Po Dragon, and the unnamed birds of Luzon Island that he got from maritime merchants, which attracted a burst of joy from Jiajing every time and ordered praise.
This time, the Yamen of the governor of Xizhi was abolished, and Hu Zongxian also realized that it was not good, and hurriedly sent this white deer to the capital, hoping to vote for Jiajing's favor and survive this disaster safely.
"Xiangrui Xiangrui, it's late!" Xu Wei shook his head: "The imperial power is supreme, the power of the Lord and the Pavilion Elder is too great over the years, and he has been jealous of His Majesty, and it is useless to send more auspicious rui, this is a strong monarch who knows what he wants and what he needs to do." β
Hu Zongxian was stunned, and muttered for a long time: "The teacher will definitely have an idea." β
Xu Wei probably felt that he was very drunk and didn't have the strength to speak, so he simply lay on the carpet and muttered: "Elder Ge is afraid that he doesn't have any ideas, but Elder Ge will definitely not be caught with his hands tied." After the adults enter Beijing, they must talk to Xiaoge Lao as soon as possible, and maybe there is a chance to return to heaven...... Whew......"
Before he finished speaking, he had already fallen asleep.
Hu Zongxian shook his head bitterly, lifted a tiger skin, gently covered his body, and sat at the table alone, looking out the window at the heavy snow that seemed to never stop. (To be continued.) [Text provided by]