The news that Wang Qi was named Marquis of Dingyuan soon spread.

At the same time, the news that this Ming general was about to go to Liao also spread.

People did not expect that Wang Qi would return to Liaodong again so quickly.

"I heard that during the imperial meeting that day, Wang Qi and Yang Lian had a big fight in front of the emperor!" It was still the two men who looked like scholars, sitting in the same position, leaning against the window of the restaurant on the second floor, discussing the recent secret affairs of the DPRK and China.

"It's not because the Donglin Party is too pressing!" The slightly sturdy man tapped his finger on the table and said, "I won't give it for three years, just three months, and let Wang Qi come up with the results of the strategy in Liaodong!" ”

"I said Young Master Fan, didn't that give him a compensation for the title of Marquis of Ning Yuan?" The blue-robed man snorted lightly: "That holy decree has been spread all over, Wu Hanlin's most proud handwriting in his life, the decree includes the public wait, the first assistant of the cabinet, the second assistant, the governor, and the imperial history of the left capital. I'm afraid it's unprecedented. ”

"Compensation?" The rich man called Fan Shao was obviously not angry for Wang Qi, and his stubby fingers clicked on the table: "According to Wang Qi's exploits in Liaodong, he should have been named the marquis and worship the prime minister, but last time he was ruined by Donglin, and now what he deserves has become compensation again, a good stealing beam!" ”

"Don't be angry, no matter what, then Dingyuan Marquis won't give you a share of the credit!" The blue-robed man smiled, obviously feeling that his companion had brought too much into Wang Qi's identity: "But Fan Gongzi, you have also stayed in this capital for a while, when will you return to Jin?" ”

"Hmph," the man surnamed Fan blinked, and he was a little helpless when his companion said this.

Since Wang Qi arrived in Beijing, he has been handing over prayer notes to Wang Qi's mansion, and the silver in the concierge alone has cost more than five hundred taels, but in the end, he has not even entered the door, which is really helpless.

Speaking of which, the seven generations of Fan Zhongjin's family have been engaged in the trade of salt and horses, not only with the Han people, but also with the Mongols in the steppe, the Jurchens in Jianzhou, and the Jurchens in Haixi.

However, since Wang Qi took office as the commander of Liaodong, he cut off the connection between Zhangjiakou in Shanxi Province and the grassland, which caused the Fan family's business to plummet.

Therefore, Fan Gongzi followed Wang Qi to Beijing thousands of miles away, and wanted to meet and talk to Wang Qi about cooperation.

"It's really not good, my son will go to Liaodong again." Fan Zhongjin slammed his fist on the table, obviously in a very bad mood.

The companion poured a glass of wine for Fan Gongzi and asked, "The Fan family is doing business with the Jurchens, and you dare to go to the Marquis of Dingyuan, aren't you afraid that he will cut you with a knife?" ”

"Who do business with is not doing?" Fan Gongzi shook his head: "I am here to do business with him Dingyuan Marquis this time, and my Fan family doesn't really want to embarrass the court, does it?" ”

At this moment, outside the Dongzhi Gate.

Wang Qi had already taken the men and horses to say goodbye to his uncle.

Not far behind him, Lu Xiangsheng and Yuan Chonghuan accompanied him on horseback.

"Uncle, my nephew is out of the customs this time, and when he comes back, I don't know when it is, when I leave, I will toast you with a glass of wine!" Wang Qi held a wine glass and said goodbye to his uncle.

Yesterday's decree in the palace, Wang Huazhen was ordered to return to Shandong on the same day, continue to serve as the political envoy, and support Wang Qi's war in Liaodong.

So this time, it can be regarded as relying on Wang Qi's wish to calm the Liao and avoid the disaster.

Wang Huazhen smiled bitterly: "Your kid went to Liaodong this time, but it affected the nerves of the entire imperial court, no matter which party, whether it is Gyeonggi or the local government, they all want to see what kind of world you Dingyuan Marquis can kill in Liaodong!" ”

"The court affairs are too complicated, wait for my nephew and me to clean up the Jurchens in Liaodong, and then free up my hands to rectify this smoky miasma!" Wang Qi raised his head and drank a glass of wine: "The man is ambitious in all directions, uncle doesn't have to send it again, say goodbye!" ”

Wang Huazhen looked at the wine glass in his hand, nodded, and drank it all.

When he turned around, Wang Qi had already turned around and left, turning over and getting on his horse.

"Uncle, don't live here, when we say goodbye, it will be when my nephew and I return triumphantly!" Wang Qi laughed loudly, without any attachment and nostalgia, rode his horse and whipped, led dozens of his subordinates, and galloped along the official road towards the northeast.

Seeing off Wang Qi, Wang Huazhen stood in the official hall for a long time, as if recalling the vague appearance of her youth.

"Master, we should go too," asked Wang Huazhen in the back.

Wang Huazhen must leave Beijing today and return to Shandong.

After staying in the capital for a day and going back to Shandong, Wang Huazhen could only sigh and make people.

After a while, the car drove away, and in the roadside pavilion, there was only a cool breeze and a murmuring river.

Imperial City, inside the Qianqing Palace.

"Already gone?" Zhu Youxiao opened his mind and squatted on the ground without any image, holding an awl in one hand and a small hammer in the other, concentrating on chiseling the wooden wedge.

"Back to Your Majesty, I just left from Dongzhi Gate," Wang Tiqian bowed and stood not far away, and replied softly.

"What do the people say?" Zhu Youxiao asked while chiseling.

Wei Zhongxian knelt aside, wiping the emperor's sweat while handing over various tools.

"Most of them are sympathetic to Dingyuanhou, after all, the three-month period, this is basically no chance of winning, and a small part agrees with the opinions of the Donglin Party, saying that Dingyuanhou is only twenty in number, so he will get this high position, and he needs to be given a certain punishment." Wang Tiqian dragged out all the news he had found.

Zhu Youxiao finally stopped his movements, was helped up by Wei Zhongxian, took the tea from the palace maid's hand, took a sip, and then looked at Wang Tiqian with his hands on his waist: "There is no reaction from Donglin's side?" ”

"Hey, Your Majesty's method of dividing and turning into a trick is indeed clever, and now Donglin has been divided into several factions, and there are arguments and disagreements about whether to insist on being an enemy with Wang Qi, after all, Shoufu Ye Xianggao has fallen to Wang Qi, and others also have to think about one or two." Wang Tiqian slapped Zhu Youxiao's ass without a trace.

After all, Zhu Youxiao's original intention was to suppress the Donglin Party by elevating Wang Qi's status.

Now, Wang Qi is in a high position, Donglin has gradually lost power, and in the imperial court, Zhu Youxiao has gradually grasped the initiative, and the emperor's goal has been achieved step by step.

It seems that there will be no need for the day when the celebrant will be in power.

After resting for a while, he threw the Jinpa that had wiped his hands to the ground, Zhu Youxiao took the awl and hammer from Wei Zhongxian's hand, and squatted down to work again, his expression was full of seriousness and seriousness: "Passing the decree, Liaodong Jinyiwei commanded Lu Enguang, Wang Qi's actions in Liaodong, no matter how big or small, are all reported to me!" ”

"Yes!" Wang Tiqian and Wei Zhongxian glanced at each other, both bowing their heads to receive orders.

In any case, Zhu Youxiao said that he had no doubts about employing people, but what he was doing now had begun to turn his head to beware of Wang Qi

The brothers are in a hurry to read these chapters, and I have a big head to write, but there are a few characters who need to appear, and it is related to the follow-up key plot, so I have to write a few more chapters, but now I finally ended my trip to Beijing.

I'll start returning to Liaodong tomorrow

Thank you, brothers, for your kindness.

Please look forward to the follow-up plot!

Thank you.

(End of chapter)