Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Old Man Was Hasty

Beijing City, Ye Xiang Gaofuya.

Ye Xianggao had just returned from the palace when he met his son Ye Chengxue.

"Wang Qi is going to be appointed as the commander of the Fourth Guard?" Ye Xianggao's eldest son, Ye Chengxue, the head of the Guozi Prison, heard the news from his father's mouth, and suddenly stood up from his chair with a surprised face.

Bang.

Ye Xianggao slammed the tea cup in his hand on the table and said sharply: "Sit down!" What does panic look like? Even if he, Wang Qi, finally became the chief soldier of Liaodong? You're going to give your daughter to a military man? A Yanai who doesn't learn and doesn't know how to do it? ”

"This ......" Ye Chengxue looked annoyed, and said in his stomach: When the time comes, Wang Qi will really become the chief soldier of Liaodong, and whoever climbs high will not necessarily be.

Ye Xianggao naturally knew what his son was thinking, but now the cabinet chief assistant also regretted that he was too hasty at that time.

A future son-in-law who has the potential to become the general army of Liaodong!

"Father, is it possible to marry again?" Ye Chengxue was a little unwilling.

"The old man is the first assistant of the Ming Dynasty cabinet, and he still licks his face to beg his nephew Wang Huazhen to marry?!" Ye Xianggao frowned, and was just about to continue to reprimand his son, when he heard the voice of the housekeeper outside the door:

"Master, Lord Han and Lord Liu have come to meet together."

"Take them to the front hall and wait, the old man will be there soon," Ye Xianggao Wenyan put down the tea cup in his hand, got up and was about to leave, when he suddenly stopped and said to his son: "Refuse to marry the matter, let all the insiders in the house shut their mouths, who dares to chew the root of their tongue, and directly beat them to death!" ”

"The child knows that the death order has been issued in the house, and no one dares to talk nonsense," Ye Xuecheng nodded, but there was bitterness on his face.

I didn't say anything about it in my own house, but the celebrant was not a fuel-efficient lamp...... Once this news spreads, how will her daughter see people in the future?

Ye Xuecheng had already planned to find a good family in the next few years and marry his daughter, so as not to disturb him in the future.

When Ye Chengxue was annoyed by his daughter's name, in the front hall, Ye Xianggao had already seen Han Yi and Liu Yijing.

The pretty maid of Ye Mansion served delicate pastries and tea to the three of them, and a small charcoal stove was placed on each person's table to warm their hands for warmth.

"Mr. Ji Hui (Liu Yijing, the word Ji Hui), I bother you to make a trip," Ye Xianggao has great respect for Liu Yijing, the second assistant of the current dynasty, not only because he is the second assistant, but also because of his status as a veteran in the Donglin Party.

"The old man has been fighting with that Shen Yu for the past few days, and today he is at home behind closed doors, and suddenly heard the news of the great victory in Liaodong, so he rushed to see you, and happened to meet Han Yuchen (Han Yi, the word Yuchen) at the gate of the house!"

Liu Yijing's face is old, but his eyes are deep and sharp, and he can get a glimpse of the tenacity of the ministers of the three dynasties.

"I have just relayed the content of Wang Huazhen and Xiong Tingbi's recital to Mr. Ji Hui," Han Yi sat opposite Liu Yijing, his chest-length beard was black and shiny, like a beautiful beard on the stage.

"What does Mr. Ji Hui think?" Ye Xianggao leaned slightly and looked at Liu Yijing.

"Wang Huazhen can go back to Beijing! But Donglin's prestige in Liaodong cannot be lost! Liu Yijing looked at the two colleagues and said in a resolute tone: "Who made the situation in Liaodong that is gradually stabilizing now?" This point must be known to the court, the emperor, and the people of the world...... It's my Donglin Party! ”

"The two of us also think the same way, we must keep Donglin's power in Liaodong in order to continue to expand in the court and take power!" Han Yi nodded, agreeing with the idea.

"Well, is there any news from Liaodong according to Fang Xun?" Liu Yijing looked at Ye Xianggao.

"The letter I just received is almost the same as Xiong Tingbi's letter in the capital," Ye Xianggao said, picking up the letter on the table, getting up and handing it to Liu Yijing.

"I plan to nominate Fang Xun as the governor of Liaodong," Ye Xianggao did not sit back in his chair, but walked back and forth in the hall: "What do you think?" ”

Liu Yijing was still reading the letter, and Han Yi said, "Relying on Fang Xun alone, is it too thin?" ”

Liaodong has Xiong Tingbi, the leader of the Chu Party, as the strategy, and has been sent to Liaodong several times, operating for many years, and has a deep foundation.

And the celebrant supervisor has cultivated many brocade guards in Liaodong, and the Dongchang Fanzi acts in secret, which is not easy to prevent.

Secondly, the local gate valve giant clan in Liaodong is entrenched, and the Li family, the ancestral family and other families raise private soldiers, and their in-laws are all over the place.

The Donglin Party closely relied on an envoy, even if it was promoted to governor, it would not be enough!

"That's why I want to win over Wang Qi!" Ye Xianggao high-fived with a fist: "Let it be used by me!" ”

"Today's court, the cabinet has been determined, Wang Qi is promoted to the commander of the Liaodong Metropolitan Division, and the ranks of scattered officials are all equipped with the highest level, and the Guangning Zhuwei Station is controlled, as well as the area around Jinzhou, which can be directly written to the cabinet and His Majesty, and the authority can be said to be great!"

Liu Yijing had already finished reading Fang Xun's letter, and Tian raised his head and asked, "Then will Wang Qi accept our affection?" ”

The meaning of the Ming Cifu is very clear: Is Wang Qi the reward of the imperial court, or the reward of your Donglin Party?

"The role of Wang Yuanqi (Wang Huazhen, the character Yuanqi) is revealed," Han Yi replied: "Yuanqi is his uncle and the only parent of Wang Qi, so it should not be difficult to let him be used by me." ”

"Now the three forces must be trying to win over Wang Qi, it's really fragrant!" Liu Yijing stroked his beard with his hand, his expression solemn.

Since the Donglin Party has already made a move, then the Chu Party and the celebrant must have the same idea.

"That's right," Han Yi pondered for a while, looked at Ye Xianggao and said, "Mr. Taishan, is it still possible for the granddaughter of the Ling family to marry that Wang Qi?" ”

Han Yi felt a little abrupt, but the stakes were very high, so he still felt that he would ask.

After all, before Wei Zhongxian broke the news today, others didn't know about it.

"Is there such a thing?" Liu Yijing was also stunned and looked at Ye Xianggao.

"Alas! The old man was really sloppy at the beginning," Ye Xianggao sighed, a little helpless: "But who knew that in just one month, the original gentleman could make such a miraculous feat?" ”

"Why don't you try again?" Han Yi spoke again: "Wang Qi has a shallow foundation, and he also needs to have a strong backing in the court!" Otherwise, it is like a rootless ping, how can it last for a long time? ”

"Hiss......" Ye Xianggao's face aside, he is just this precious granddaughter, and he has to give it to Wang Qi upside down, which is really a joke!

"Yuan Qi, those who achieve great things do not hesitate to die, let alone women?" Liu Yijing also opened his mouth to persuade.

"Alas!!" Ye Xianggao was helpless, and sighed again: "When Wang Huazhen arrives in Beijing, the old man will fight with his old face, and try to promote family affairs!" ”

"If you can get married, you can do great things! Wang Qi will be used by my Donglin! Seeing that Ye Xianggao finally agreed, Han Yi and Liu Yijing were both happy.

At this moment, the eldest son, Ye Xuecheng, suddenly hurriedly ran to the door of the hall from outside: "Father, there was news from the palace just now......

"Why are you so flustered?" Ye Xianggao frowned, a little disappointed with this eldest son's performance today.

"Father, there is news in the palace that the emperor has decreed that Princess Ningde will be married to Wang Qi of Liaodong!"

"What?" Han Yi, Liu Yijing got up suddenly, with an incredible expression.

On the other side, Ye Xianggao's eyes were black, and he had fallen straight backwards.