When Wang Qi and Xiong Tingbi Lianming's recital arrived in the capital, the entire city of Beijing knew that from then on, Wang Qi was not just a military minister in the imperial court, and there was not only the emperor behind him, but also several high-ranking and powerful ministers Zhu Zi, and the support of high-ranking lords.

Xiong Tingbi clearly signed his name on his script, and firmly stated that he was the leader of Wang Qi in Liaodong, and the two cooperated without suspicion.

Sun Chengzong and Xu Guangqi stood for them, because facts have proved that only Wang Qi can do Liaodong affairs, and others can only sigh.

And Ye Xianggao had long been Wang Qi's court collaborator, and the cabinet chief assistant and others personally visited the Liaodong commander that day, but it affected the thoughts of the entire capital eunuch.

Beijing City, Imperial Garden.

"Your Majesty, since the arrival of the Marquis of Dingyuan in Liao, the originally panicked Jinggi has instantly settled down, and the originally precarious situation in Liaodong has instantly stabilized," Wei Zhongxian bowed and stood beside Zhu Youxiao, with a flattering face:

"Just through one Wang Qi, you will control the entire court situation in your hands, and through a few pardons, you will let the cabinet ministers divide into several factions, just rely on a few news from Jinyiwei, you will get a glimpse of the situation in Liaodong, Your Majesty, your imperial skills have been perfected, back to basics!"

Zhu Youxiao was squatting on the ground at this time, his clothes were open, carving the most proud work he had since he became a carpenter: hollow carved dragon green barnacles, so he was not very proud of Wei Zhongxian's sycophants, and said casually: "What kind of emperor's technique, just because I am the Son of Heaven, courtiers cannot trespass." ”

"Hehe, Your Majesty is humble, how many emperors and saints have been there throughout the ages, but how many of them can be ancestors?" Wei Zhongxian handed over the tools while asking the palace maids and eunuchs standing aside to come over and serve the emperor.

Zhu Youxiao supported his knees with his hands and stood up from the ground.

"What is Lu Enguang doing now?" Zhu Youxiao first wiped his hands with a brocade handkerchief, and then took the iced yellow peach water from the palace maid's hand.

The yellow peach water chilled in ice water is sweet and sour.

In order to cool off in the summer, every winter the company digs large pieces of ice from Tongzhou and the Grand Canal, and stores them in underground cellars that can be taken out and used in the summer.

"Do something at the Yamen of the Zhenfu Division," Wei Zhongxian pondered for a while before replying softly.

Lu Enguang was originally the commander of the Jinyi Guard in Liaodong, but now he stayed in the capital because of cowardice, which made people know that it was inevitable to chew his tongue, and Wei Zhongxian was afraid that the emperor would not like it.

"Cultivate for a few days, before the end of May, let him go back to Liaodong," Zhu Youxiao sat on the stone bench of the gazebo next to him, nibbling on a piece of chilled watermelon.

Although the imperial doctor once said that ice water is tiring and will put a lot of pressure on the heart and liver, so he should eat less and reduce the amount, but Zhu Youxiao turned a deaf ear and iced fruits and soup every day.

"What does Your Majesty mean?" Wei Zhongxian asked with a bow.

"Let him help me take care of the house," Zhu Youxiao threw the melon peel away, then got up and walked to the unfinished wisteria, and went back to work.

Wang Qi is currently in Liaodong to cover the sky with one hand, even if Zhu Youxiao values Wang Qi again, he also understands the meaning of high merit and mastery.

"The slave understands, tomorrow I will let Lu Enguang go to Liao, guard the house for His Majesty, and watch the door!" Wei Zhongxian nodded heavily, hesitated for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, there is another matter, the slave doesn't know whether to talk about it or not." ”

Zhu Youxiao's eyes were focused, and he gently carved the surface of the pot with a carving knife in his hand: "If you have something to say, say it."

"Recently, some people in the court have begun to talk about it, wanting King Xin to become a vassal as soon as possible" Wei Zhongxian's eyes first glanced at Zhu Youxiao, and then quickly drooped.

"Huh?" Zhu Youxiao's fingers stopped, and he was a little puzzled: "My brother is only eleven years old, right?" ”

"Before the age of fifteen, the vassal kings of the past would choose the location of the vassal, and then they would start to build the prince's palace, and at the same time appoint the left and right envoys of the royal palace, and begin to teach the prince, take the duties of the domain, pacify the people, and get along with the local officials."

Wei Zhongxian actually wanted to believe that the king would be a vassal earlier, and the apocalypse had not yet given birth to a prince, and it was always inconvenient for a prince who was more than ten years old to stay in the capital at this time.

"This matter, in a few days, I will ask the cabinet to discuss it, and pick a better domain to give to my brother," Zhu Youxiao nodded when he heard this, but he didn't think much about it in his heart.

Zhu Youxiao actually took some care of this younger brother, after all, when he was in the palace, except for the eunuch Wang An, he was dependent on Zhu Youzhen.

"That's right," Zhu Youxiao suddenly remembered something, the chisel in his hand stopped, and turned his head to look at Wei Zhongxian: "Lu Yu has done a good job these days, and that recital book seems to be quite a study of Liao affairs." ”

"That Lu Yu has been really diligent recently, and has been supervising the grain treasury escorted to Beijing in the south in Jizhou Mansion, and since Your Majesty ascended the throne, for the first time in our dynasty, there has been a surplus of grain that I have been in deficit for many years," Wei Zhongxian patted Zhu Youxiao's ass without a trace, and then continued: "As for Liao affairs, among the courtiers, except for Lord Sun and Lord Xu, then Lu Yu is a person who is quite diligent in his work. Moreover, the slave heard that Lu Yu's nephew, Lu Xiangsheng, had just been born as a jinshi this year, but he was willing to give up the errand of Dali Temple and follow Wang Qi to Liaodong to share his worries for His Majesty and resist Jiannu. ”

"Lu Xiangsheng?" Zhu Youxiao thought about it and nodded.

I have some impression of the young man, a young man who is quite heroic and confident.

It is rare to be willing to give up the comfortable life in the capital and go to the bitter cold place of Liaodong.

"There has been a shortage of three or four people in the cabinet recently," Zhu Youxiao said while working: "Liu Yijing is gone, Shen is dismissed, I plan to promote Xu Guangqi and Lu Yu to the cabinet together, you have been paying attention to the movements of the court recently, and by the way, I want to see the reaction of the court." ”

"The slave understands," Zhu Youxiao's move, Wei Zhongxian knew it.

used Wang Qi to kick Liu Yijing and Shen out of the capital, and now he used the results of the Liaodong War to promote several people he liked into the cabinet, so that the Emperor of the Apocalypse could completely and truly control the court situation in his own hands.

Donglin Party?

A group of short-sighted literati are just sour and rotten.

Wei Zhongxian admired Zhu Youxiao's imperial methods more and more in his heart.

Everyone in the world said that he was a traitor, and Wei Zhongxian felt that he had not done anything to hurt the heavens and reason except for being greedy for some money.

On the contrary, the 'evil' in the eyes of the real literati is the shadow of the Emperor of the Apocalypse.

After a long time, Zhu Youxiao finally stopped his movements, put down the carving knife in his hand, got up with the support of Wei Zhongxian, and slowly took two steps back to observe his masterpiece.

"Your Majesty is really a man of God! This thing is ingenious and beautiful! What an extraordinary thing! Wei Zhongxian's mouth almost grinned to the corners of his mouth.

"Heh," Zhu Youxiao smacked his lips, looking a little lost.

A real craftsman enjoys the process of creation, and as for the result, it is quite boring.

"I'll give it to you to enjoy," Zhu Youxiao waved his hand: "I want to go boating in the lake tomorrow, you can arrange it!" ”

"The minion will arrange it, thank Your Majesty Longen!" Facing Zhu Youxiao's back, Wei Zhongxian bowed.

(End of chapter)