Wang Qi was promoted to the commander-in-chief of Liaodong and was in charge of all military affairs in Liaodong.

When the news came out, the entire Gyeonggi was silent, and most of the people who were interested in the imperial situation understood what it meant to be a Liaodong general military officer who was less than twenty years old.

Of course, in addition to being appointed as the chief military officer, the more exciting news is that the emperor wanted to make Wang Qi a marquis, but he was directly resigned.

"I heard that in order to protect his uncle, Wang Qi insisted on not being knighted by the Marquis of Dingyuan," the restaurant teahouse, when people talk about the court meeting that day, they will always talk about the scene when Wang Qi bowed to Dingyuan.

The marquis worships the prime minister, and the lifelong ideal that many people dream of was abandoned by Wang Qi like a piece of cake.

"Do you think it's so easy to fool the prime ministers? If Wang Qi just resigned, then Han Yi and Yang Lian would never let go of Wang Huazhen, what really shut up the prime ministers was Wang Qi's sentence of three years of Pingliao! ”

Two men who seemed to have some wealth were sitting in the corner of the restaurant, and they were fully exchanging opinions on the affairs of the court a few days ago.

Talking about the court situation in a few words, the restaurant and tea shop pointed out the country,

It is the most advantageous way for people in Gyeonggi to communicate their feelings.

"That's Pingliao!" The slightly sturdy man sighed: "If Wang Qi is really done, in front of the Taimiao, the current saint can also straighten his waist and cry three times towards the tablet of Taizu Chengzu!" If you go to the temple in the future, you can also choose an excellent location. ”

"Hehe, what he Wang Qi said lightly, is it that the edge of Houjin Nurhachi's knife is blunt, or have the soldiers of the Eight Banners begun to listen to the song and fight cocks? Before Wang Qi, there were so many defeats in my court, and the deaths were just the numbers in the playbook? Hundreds of thousands of troops were wiped out, thousands of miles of fertile fields were bloody, and wreckage and bones were piled up into mountains, so that Houjin Manwan became invincible."

The man's companion sneered, stretched out his hand to pick up the half-full wine glass, and said while looking at it: "Pingliao? Wait for Wang Qi to really lead the army and Hou Jin to face off head-on a few times, and then talk about it! ”

"Do you doubt the strength of my Great Ming Wuqu?" The slightly stronger man's tone was a little deeper, with a hint of displeasure.

"It just depends on the facts, Wang Qi is only a general in a small-scale battle, and he has not yet accepted the test of hundreds of thousands of troops, and the result is still unknown!" The companion shrugged his shoulders, and it seemed that he did not have much hope for the three years of peace.

Now, it is obvious that among the people of the Ming Dynasty, the people who have the heart of the court are roughly divided into two factions, one is a fanatical fan belonging to Wang Qi, unconditionally supporting the Ming Wuqu, I believe that Wang Qi can turn the tide in Liaodong, and I also believe that the prosperity of the Ming Dynasty lies in Wang Qi, after all, all people of insight understand that as long as the eastern Liaodong border is stable, the imperial court can free up its hands to deal with commercial and civil affairs in Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Southeast China, improve the grain producing areas in the two Guangxi and Central Plains, and sweep away the chaotic people in Shanxi, Yunnan, Guizhou and Tusi, then the world can be peaceful and prosperous. It's not a dream.

The other faction belongs to the pessimistic faction, for anyone's Liaodong plan, are pessimistic and hopeless, that the Houjin has become a momentum, can not be taken advantage of, at present the Ming Dynasty only retreat to the pass, strangled and defended, in order to resist the northern captives.

"Then we'll see," the man said, holding up his glass, "three years is not far off." ”

"We'll see!"

The two friends' wine glasses collided, making a crisp sound, which was unusually pleasant.

Not far behind the two, a man in a water blue brocade robe who was nearly forty years old listened to the conversation between the two with an expressionless face.

"Element, what do you think of Wang Qi's Pingliao words?" Naturally, the blue-robed man's companions also heard the people's discussions.

"Me?" The blue-robed man raised his eyebrows and laughed at himself: "I went out of Shanhaiguan alone, surveyed the terrain, and made a mistake for the map of the military department. ”

"Elemental, you were talking about sticking to the pass, and I was asking about the three years of Pingliao," the man's companion smiled, obviously really wanting to hear the blue-robed man's opinion.

"I, Yuan Chonghuan, will not be arrogant enough to say the words of Pingliao for three years." The blue-robed man shook his head.

"He's Wang Qi," the companion looked at Yuan Chonghuan.

Yuan Chonghuan stretched out his hand and stroked his long hair, his eyes moved slightly: "Wang Qi ......."

After a long time, in the slightly expectant gaze of his companions, Yuan Chonghuan spoke: "If you stick to one place and drag it out for three years, so that Jianzhou will collapse itself, it is feasible, if you take the initiative to attack, meet the enemy on all sides, and make our army tired, you will be defeated!" ”

Tut!

The companion smiled: "In short, you are still not optimistic about the situation in Liaodong, but you took me with you to hand over the greeting post to Wang Qi's mansion that day, why is this?" ”

Without any embarrassment of being found out of his heart, Yuan Chonghuan said with a pale face: "If Wang Qi has my help, the dilemma in eastern Liaoning can be solved, and three years of peace in Liao is not an empty word!" ”

"Hahaha, elemental, elemental, you are still so arrogant, no one in your eyes!" The companion pointed at Yuan Chonghuan with his finger: "I hope that Wang Qi can discern the pearl and pick up your dusty pearl." ”

Ignoring the mockery of his friends, Yuan Chonghuan lowered his head and pressed the wine glass in his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this moment, more than ten miles outside the Dongzhi Gate of the capital, an inconspicuous carriage stopped on the side of the road to rest, and five subordinates dressed up were distributed around.

There are many eunuchs coming and going in the land of Beijing and Hebei, so the merchants and merchants on the official road don't care, as long as they are a little farther away when passing by, and don't disturb the families of the eunuchs.

Not far from the carriage, by the creek.

"You go to the capital to find a house for the old man to live in, why bother my nephew?" Wang Huazhen, dressed as a rich man, stood by the river next to the official road, looking uneasy.

He came to the capital as a guilty person and was investigated by the three divisions, for fear that his identity would bring trouble to Wang Qi, so he didn't want to meet his nephew in the near future.

"In order to save the master, the prince can even resign from the position of marquis, is it better to get closer to his uncle, and he is still afraid of gossip?" The housekeeper helped Wang Huazhen and sat down slowly.

"Moreover, if the master is accused of a crime, he will avoid it, and it will also damage the reputation of the son."

"Alas," Wang Huaren could only sigh when he heard this, and just as he was about to speak, he heard the voice of a subordinate in the distance.

"Master, Childe has arrived!" In the distance, several subordinates shouted to this side, Wang Huazhen raised his eyes, and saw that farther away, the two of them were riding horses and galloping forward.

Not long after, close to the frame, Wang Qi and Tai Erbao turned over and dismounted, and ran towards Wang Huazhenping.

"Wang Qi greets his uncle," with a plop, Wang Qi bowed to Wang Huazhen.

No matter how famous Wang Huazhen is outside, Wang Qi is here, his mother and uncle are big, and the grace of nurturing cannot be repaid.

"Erbao, please meet the master!" Qin Erbao also knelt on the ground.

"Hurry up, you shouldn't be here," Wang Huazhen stepped forward to help Wang Qi up, looked at his nephew, and his tone was a little heavy.

I haven't seen him for a few months, and that gentleman is already a world-famous general.

"It's okay," Wang Qi smiled: "As long as it's not fornication, anything in the world can be suppressed by your nephew!" ”

(End of chapter)