Outside the yamen of the governor of Wuchang, Liu Xian's face was gloomy and dripping.

"Liu Junmen is slow."

At the governor's yamen, Liu Xian, who was about to turn over and get on his horse, heard a voice from behind.

Liu Xian looked back and saw that the generals of the Hunan Army led by Peng Yucheng were pouring out of the courtyard with their entourage and personal soldiers. Everyone is dressed in official uniforms, and the complements are dazzling, and they are impressive.

Peng Yucheng is a close relative of the Zeng family, he is a light plagiarist, and his wisdom is not outstanding, but he has fought hard all the way, and he has also set up a political envoy to register his name, and the first-class light car lieutenant has his own place in the Hunan army. Although he is not a big man, no one dares to underestimate him.

Now the soldiers and horses of the Hunan army in Hubei have him as the president.

He was in his forties, of medium build, and had a proud face.

Liu Xian turned around and saw that it was Peng Yuju who spoke, and arched his hand and said, "Master Peng? What do you have to teach you? ”

If anyone does not offend me, I will not offend, but if anyone offends me, I will offend.

This sentence of the Celestial Dynasty Taizu is the best portrayal of Liu Xian's character. Zeng Guoquan deceived people too much, and Liu Xian didn't need to give Xiang Jun a good color.

As he spoke, a sense of irony came to his face.

"It's all robes, so how can we teach." Peng Yu snorted with a smile and said, "As early as a year ago, I heard the name of the military men, and I regretted not seeing it." Looking at Liu Xian's personal soldiers behind him, and the healthy horses of the water, he sighed: "I saw it today, and it was really full of brave soldiers, no wonder I could defeat the bandits repeatedly!" ”

Liu Xian didn't speak, only looked at Peng Yutang.

Seeing this, Peng Yucheng was not embarrassed or annoyed, and continued: "Peng happened to have a matter to discuss with the military gate here. ”

Liu Xian was expressionless and continued to look at Peng Yucheng without answering. He wanted to see what kind of shit this Peng Yutang was going to pull when he pouted his ass.

"Peng knew that the military gate had a great victory in Xinye, killed 2,000 fine horsemen of the twisted bandits, and obtained a lot of good horses and horses, I don't know if I can discuss and give 1,800 good horses, how about it?"

As soon as these words came out, the already tense atmosphere in front of the governor's yamen immediately turned into a battlefield-like slaughter. Liu Xian's eyes were cold and could freeze people, and the soldiers behind him glared angrily. However, the generals of the Hunan army all smiled shamefully, and the soldiers behind them all held their heads high, looking at Liu Xian and his party with contempt. The tense breath of the needle tip made the faces of the dozen or so civil officials waiting outside the governor's yamen all change little.

What is the concept of 1,800 good horses? Peng Yucheng is simply stirring up trouble.

But seeing Peng Yutang's chin raised at this time, his eyes looked down at Liu Xian, "Okay or not, the military gate will give you a word." Although I am not lenient in the Xiang army, it will not be short of your money. ”

"There are not many good horses in this army, but there are still 1,800 of them. I'm just afraid you can't afford it! Liu Xian's cold gaze looked directly at Peng Yutang.

Not to be outdone, Peng Yucheng looked at Liu Xian first, but before Liu Xian finished speaking, he unnaturally turned his gaze aside.

It's already a little weaker.

But when Liu Xian finished speaking, Peng Yucheng laughed heartily. Junmen laughed. A good horse is expensive, but it is only fifty or sixty taels of silver. A thousand good horses are only fifty or sixty thousand taels.

How can my Hunan army not afford it? ”

In the Qing Dynasty, because of the benefits of Mongolia, the price of folk horses was much lower than that of the Song and Ming dynasties, but only a dozen taels and one horses. If the war horse is more expensive, it will be doubled, about thirty taels.

It's just that now it's the time of the war, and Hubei is far away from Saibei, and the price of good horses has risen, reaching fifty or sixty taels. Also because the road is impassable, there is no price.

"Silver?" Liu Xian gave a contemptuous smile to the laughing generals of the Hunan army. "The things of Adua are also worthy of being compared to the fruits of the bloody battles of my loyal soldiers?"

"The good horses in our army are all bloody battles of soldiers and captured by bandits. Each one was stained with the red blood of the soldiers. When you can give loyal and brave comrades on the battlefield, in order to facilitate the country's plan. How can a little money be in the hands of a fearless rat and a shrinking army? ”

For the first time, Liu Xian attacked the Hunan army in public and for the first time.

Looking at Liu Xian, who turned around and beat his horse and galloped away, there was a spring sound of the waist knife coming out of the sheath at the door of the governor's office. Every general and soldier of the Hunan army looked at Liu Xian with fire-breathing eyes. If Peng Yucheng yelled, someone would really jump on horseback, chase Liu Xian's theory, and use the knife in his hand to evaluate the theory.

Peng Yu's anger soared, and it took half a sound to suppress it. The brain was carefully organized, and a sneer slowly appeared on his face. I was really dizzy, so in addition to Liu Xian finally getting a little cheap in his mouth, why wasn't he squeezed by himself and others and wanted to kill?

Everybody is with each other. Even himself and others have the upper hand.

Peng Yucheng turned around and entered the governor's yamen, bypassed the lobby, and saw Zeng Guofan's Chinese army come forward to salute him. "My lord, the ninth master is waiting for you in the study."

Zeng Guoquan, who is destined to lose his official position, has no intention of handling government affairs, don't look at the comings and goings of civil officials outside the governor's yamen all day long, and the handling of government affairs has not slowed down, it is actually Zeng Guoquan's staff team doing it.

"Brother Jiu." Peng Yucheng entered the study and shouted at Zeng Guoquan.

Zeng Guoquan looked at this close cousin and said, "Didn't you tell you not to provoke Liu Xian?" ”

Peng Yucheng smiled. He knew that the details of Liu Xian in front of the door must have been reported to Zeng Guoquan. "There's no need. A mere admiral, in front of our Hunan army, insignificant. ”

Zeng Guoquan has already decided to leave, and Peng Yucheng will continue to stay in Hubei. However, the successor governor of Huguang has been determined to be Li Hongzhang, even though Li Hongzhang's heavy responsibility is still suppressed, he still needs to supervise the suppression in the barracks. But for Liu Xian, a lieutenant, Zeng Guoquan thought it was enough.

Peng Yucheng is a close relative of the Zeng family, both in terms of officialdom and military strength, compared with Liu Xian has an absolute advantage. In Zeng Guoquan's opinion, Peng Yucheng took the initiative to find Liu Xian's stubble, which was simply a loss.

The atmosphere in the study was a little bleak. Zeng Guoquan still had a silence on his face that could not be concealed, this time his luck was too bad. Because of his impeachment, he directly offended Prince Gong, who had always been good friends with the Hunan army.

Peng Yucheng is the same age as Zeng Guoquan, and among the brothers of the Zeng family, he and Zeng Guoquan have always been the closest. This time, Zeng Guoquan folded his official fortunes, and he was also very gloomy. "The world is unpredictable. I and other local generals, how can we know the way in the court, so that we offended Prince Gong. ”

"The eldest brother once said, 'After the big trench is the big stretch', the ninth brother will temporarily return to his hometown to rest in peace, and when Prince Gong's anger is gone, it will not be too late to go out of the mountain."

In March of this year, Cao Yuying, who was relied on by Prince Gong as a humerus, suddenly died of illness, and the Western-style camp of the court suddenly lost a strong arm.

Prince Gong must choose a character to fill in. Otherwise, in the core of the court, not only will he lose an important assistant, but the balance of power between the Westernists and the conservatives will be unbalanced.