Wang Qi's words were arrogant, which reminded Wang Huazhen of the stinky boy who chased after his ass when he was a child.

In the blink of an eye, that kid has grown up, and even threatened the side

"You shouldn't resign from the position of marquis, uncle's problem, this time in Beijing, it will be solved, you shouldn't gamble with your future!" Wang Huazhen shook her head, with a hint of helplessness.

"Let's talk about this matter later, the house in the capital has been cleaned up, and I will accompany you." Wang Qi did not answer Wang Huazhen's words directly, but was still respectful and respectful, standing beside Wang Huazhen.

Qin Erbao is three steps away, ready to be sent at any time.

"Well, there are a lot of people here, let's hurry up and enter the city!" Wang Huazhen looked at the busy official road, and then looked at the towering Beijing city wall in the distance.

There, there were countless eyes, staring at the two uncles and nephews.

Wang Huazhen's identity is sensitive, and Wang Qi is in the center of the whirlpool, and the slightest carelessness will be a big disaster

About half an hour later, Wang Huazhen arrived at Wang Qi's house in Beijing.

The house in the capital was originally given to Wang Qi by the Emperor of the Apocalypse, and Wang Qi sent someone to clean the main house in the past few days.

"Brother Qi, are you still used to living in the capital?" After resting for a while, Wang Huazhen stepped into the courtyard, the corridor is leisurely, the landscape garden, quite the Jiangnan atmosphere.

When the uncle and Wang Qi first met, in the face of the nephew who was already prestigious, they didn't know how to call it appropriately for a while, and now the two of them walked in the garden scenery one after the other.

"The scenery is so exquisite, and Xiongcheng is also worthy of its name," Wang Qi smiled and mocked: "It's just people. Without the pattern and atmosphere of a three-hundred-year-old empire, they are all burdened by fame and mislead state affairs with party disputes! ”

Wang Huazhen is also a court official and a Jinshi, so he naturally knows what the party struggle Wang Qi is talking about.

Speaking of which, Wang Huazhen is also a member of the Donglin Party, but now due to the situation, he has been abandoned by Donglin.

"You also know that it is the party dispute that is misleading the country's affairs!" Wang Huazhen sat in the pavilion, looking at a pool of water in the center, in which there were koi fish jumping out from time to time, beautiful and abnormal, but she had no intention of appreciating it, and said in a deep voice: "The situation is so chaotic that the situation is so chaotic, why do you want to make a big wish to level Liao for three years?" ”

"Uncle," Wang Qi looked at his uncle, did not answer Wang Huazhen's question, but asked rhetorically, "What do you think of the situation in Liaodong?" ”

Seeing Wang Qi talking about political affairs, Wang Huazhen said with a straight face: "The Eight Banners are invincible, it's not groundless, just relying on those soldiers in your hands is far from enough!" Three years of Pingliao, if Zuo Guangdou is here, I am afraid that he will directly refute you for the court to make jokes, which can be called a bully! ”

Because of the incident in the Horqin grassland, Zuo Guangdou, the governor of Liaodong, has been recalled to the capital, and arrived in Beijing three days later than Wang Qi.

"When did he Zuo Guangdou also know the soldiers?" Wang Qi's face was pure mockery, obviously Wang Qi looked down on Zuo Guangdou very much.

In Wang Qi's eyes, the great Confucian, whose reputation was passed on to later generations, may have some opinions on political affairs, and has the means to appease his subjects and govern the people, but for military affairs, hehe, it is not just that anyone can claim to be a soldier after staying in Liaodong for a month or two.

And Wang Huazhen listened to her nephew's words, her old face turned red, obviously thinking that if Zuo Guangdou was unworthy, then she was even less worthy of being called a soldier.

In any case, after many years of colleagues, Wang Huazhen still respects Zuo Guangdou very much.

"Uncle, I didn't mean to target Zuo Guangdou," Wang Qi explained: "Because in my opinion, the dilemma of Liaodong does not lie in my Ming Dynasty, but in his establishment of a state!" To say a word that has been scolded, if I directly give up the plan of attacking Liaodong, but let the heavy troops guard the line from the central, left, and right tun of Guangning to the Liaohe River, my uncle thinks, can I hold it? ”

"Hey, probably," Wang Huazhen frowned, hesitated for a while before saying, "If there is no interference from the DPRK and China, it is not a problem to guard him for three years and five years." ”

As soon as the words fell, Wang Huazhen widened her eyes, looked at her nephew, and exclaimed, "You don't want to drag Jianzhou to death, right?" ”

"I didn't say that," Wang Qi shook his head and denied: "I won't say it in the future!" ”

The two eyebrows furrowed tightly, and Wang Huazhen paced in the pavilion with his hands behind his back: "If you stick to it, with the strategic depth of my Ming Dynasty and the replenishment of food and soldiers, it will not be a problem for three years, five years, and ten years, but he can't wait for Nurhachi to build a state." ”

Jianzhou prospered with soldiers, made a windfall with war, and relied on looting and killing to establish the Eight Banners like a war machine.

Once activated, it will take more than ten times the reward to satisfy the appetite of this gluttonous beast.

Therefore, in fact, the pressure on the establishment of the state is also very great, and it must continue to expand the territory, continue to kill, and constantly plunder the population and wealth, and the establishment of the state itself is from the northeast of Liaoning, the climate is harsh, and the land is arid, so it is not suitable for growing grain, let alone silk cotton spinning, sugarcane, oil and other crops.

Without war, it is easy for divisions and contradictions to arise within it.

Moreover, it is very important to note: there is no gene of compromise, cooperation, and concession in the old slave's temperament, and killing is the source of the strength that he believes in for most of his life.

Huang Taiji is dead, and among the remaining heirs, no one has the ability to kill the Houjin, that primitive tribal form, into the normal way of running an empire.

Therefore, in the next few years, the old slave will only wage more frantic wars to delay the internal fission of the tribe to the greatest extent.

And this is also a point that Wang Qi can take advantage of.

After a while, Wang Huazhen shook her head: "This matter. The imperial court would never agree. ”

"It's not the imperial court," Wang Qi continued, "It's just a few leaders!" ”

"Huh?"

Wang Huazhen turned her head to look at her nephew, and this moment seemed a little strange: "Brother Qi, the imperial court is not a battlefield, it does not rely on killing, relying on the destruction of the body to solve the problem.

"Haha, my uncle is too worried, how can I be that nephew who doesn't know the severity?" Wang Qi grinned, looking harmless to humans and animals.

"In a few days, I will enter the palace to face the saint, and then Zuo Guangdou, Yang Lian and others will also meet together, and the old man will find time to chat with them and ease the contradictions between you," Wang Huazhen had a headache: "Originally, you could marry Ye Xianggao's granddaughter and become the son-in-law of the Donglin boss, why did you make this field now!" ”

"The Tao is different, don't conspire with each other, even if it is relieved for a while, a more violent conflict may break out later," Wang Qi didn't have any worries, let alone any concerns about the Donglin boss, but directly changed the topic and said: "Uncle, let's talk about something related to you, the account book with Mao Wenlong."

Wang Huazhen first shook her head and said in a deep voice:

"The old man has been a sage for more than 40 years, and I still understand the word loyalty and filial piety! Most of the account books exchanged with Mao Wenlong are full of slanderous words, and I went to Beijing this time to confront the witnesses face to face! Say I'm taking refuge in Jiannu? So may I ask, in whose hands was the defense of Quang Ninh City built? Who appeased the Mongols who were eyeing them? Who took in the millions of displaced people and evacuated them? ”

"In a word, I don't know if he Mao Wenlong really took refuge in Jiannu, but the old man, to be able to come to Beijing alone is to make a good determination to die!"

Hearing his uncle's angry self-defense, a smile suddenly appeared on Wang Qi's face: Yes, did Mao Wenlong really take refuge in Jiannu?

Perhaps, he Mao Wenlong himself is not clear.

(End of chapter)