"Soon after, I will leave for Beijing and leave Liaodong affairs to the two of you," After Wang Shouxin finished reading the pardon book, Wang Qi stood up and walked in front of Qin Erbao and He Kegang, with a hint of scrutiny in his deep eyes:

"After I leave Liaodong, the two of you need to work together to govern Liaodong, not to make people's hearts chaotic, let the imperial court's decades of hard work in Liaodong be ruined, and let me die halfway through the fruits poured by my comrades with flesh and blood."

"The last general (lower official) obeys the order, and he will live up to the trust of the adults and the expectations of the court!" Qin Erbao and He Kegang bowed to Wang Qi together.

And everyone in the hall can't afford to be jealous of this result except for envy.

At this point in the Liaodong War, Wang Qi didn't care about it for the time being, among the rest of the people, Qin Erbao, the chief soldier in the frontal battlefield, was definitely the first person to make the first contribution, and the transportation and intelligence line opened up by He Kegang, who was transferred in the rear, completely played Houjin in the palm of his hand.

Therefore, Wang Qi decided that these two people would make the first contribution to this battle, and no one dared to be unconvinced.

As for the credit of other people, Wang Qi did not say it here, and there is no need to say it.

After all, Wang Qi only needs to pay attention to the general direction of the reward, and the rest is judged by the princes of the imperial court.

If there is excessive favoritism and injustice, Wang Qi needs to come forward.

"There is another thing that I asked you to come here today," Wang Qi walked slowly in the hall with his hands behind his back, and glanced at everyone and said:

"I think you have also seen the plaque of the three provincial government affairs yamen outside this mansion."

Everyone in the hall looked at Lang Guogong and waited quietly for him to solve his doubts.

"This official has written to the imperial court, suggesting that Liaodong be divided into three provinces, Guangning Province, Haizhou Province, Shenyang Province, among the three provinces, with Liaoyang City as the center, one should be the military and political affairs, and should also be followed up by the order of Shenyang City, the reason why Qin Erbao and He Kegang are allowed to share the military and political affairs is also out of these considerations, as for the candidates for the military and political officials of the other two provinces, I will only suggest that I will not directly intervene, but there is a general direction, that is, you in this Liaodong War will be the main backbone of the military and political affairs of the three provinces in the future."

As soon as Wang Qi's words came out, most people in the hall were full of surprise and expectation.

With Wang Qi's endorsement, it is equivalent to the court's reward and pardon book, which is already a chapter away.

Suddenly, the hall was filled with the voices of respectful worship and thanks.

Keeping up with Wang Qi, even if you drink a sip of soup, it is enough to enjoy a lifetime of glory and wealth.

Didn't you see Ding Fu sitting in the lower position in the hall?

That wouldn't be a living example.

Liaoyang City was killed, and Shenyang City was the first, and he jumped directly from a small leading man slave to a guerrilla general.

can talk by Qin Erbao's side, and can leave a name with Wang Qi.

As long as you don't act too much as a demon, follow Qin Erbao closely, and in the future, you will have a place in Liaodong.

When everyone was immersed in the sweet dream of worshipping the marquis, only Yuan Chonghuan sat there thoughtfully, what the intention of Wang Qi, who was not very clear to the Liaodong envoy, was.

Liaodong is divided into three provinces. Is this necessary?

Isn't this a disguised weakening of Qin Erbao's authority?

not only divided Liaodong into three, but also left He Kegang in Liaodong, which is equivalent to the identity of an overseer, sitting here for the imperial court.

In confusion, Yuan Chonghuan's eyes stopped on Wang Qi's body for a moment, and then turned to Qin Erbao.

Hiss!!!

In Yuan Chonghuan's mind, an extremely ridiculous idea suddenly burst out.

This situation will not be the result of negotiations between Wang Qi and the imperial court, right?

It has been more than ten days since the end of the war.

There hasn't been a little news from the imperial court yet, doesn't this phenomenon mean that the imperial court is still considering?

Langguo Gong used Liaodong to divide three provinces, and He Kegang was appointed as the general staff of Liaodong in exchange for Qin Erbao to take charge of the military affairs of the three provinces of Liaodong.

Oh, yes.

Yuan Chonghuan already knew in his heart that those ministers in the imperial court now did not have the slightest confrontation in the face of Wang Qi, even if he was high, the Emperor of the Apocalypse in the Qianqing Palace would rely on Wang Qi to prosper the Ming Dynasty, and he would not suppress the Duke of Langguo at this time.

In the Ming Dynasty, there has been no martial artist in power for many years, is it going to appear in the Apocalypse Dynasty?

Even if Yuan Chonghuan asked himself, did he bow down to Wang Qi outside the Donghua Gate at the beginning, could it be regarded as a help for him to ascend to a high position?

For some reason, ever since he saw the plaques of the military and political yamen of the three provinces, Yuan Chonghuan had an almost irrepressible and inexplicable restlessness.

Military and political yamen of the three provinces.

On the surface, it is Wang Qi's reshuffle of the military and politics of Liaodong.

In fact, Yuan Chonghuan already understood that this was the first step for Wang Qi and the imperial court to fight against each other.

In the military and political affairs of Liaodong, Wang Qi covered the sky with one hand, and it was impossible for the imperial court to want to interfere anymore.

Half an hour later, today's military and political meeting has come to an end.

Wang Qi sat on a chair, picked up the tea, and drank the tea alone.

"Thank you!!"

Yuan Chonghuan got up and said goodbye to Wang Qi with everyone.

"Everyone should return to the class and do things with peace of mind," Wang Qi nodded.

Walking to the threshold, before taking a step, Yuan Chonghuan looked back at the hall again.

The weather is gloomy, the light and shadow in the hall are also slightly gloomy, Wang Qi sitting on the chair is shrouded in a touch of gray all over his body, which makes people not see clearly, his body is tall and powerful.

Like a giant tiger.

For a moment, my heart chuckled.

In a panic, Yuan Chonghuan's boots hit the threshold and almost fell.

"Lord Yuan, are you alright?" Ding Fu walked behind the crowd, saw that Yuan Chonghuan was a little unstable, and stepped forward to reach out to help.

"Oh, thank you General Ding, I'm fine," Yuan Chonghuan looked up and saw that it was Ding Fu, his face was a little pale, and he got up and thanked him: "Let's go together?" ”

"The blessing of the last general," although Ding Fu was promoted to a guerrilla general, and he was deeply valued by Qin Erbao, he consciously still had to walk around with other colleagues and get to know each other better.

Resisting the urge to look back again, Yuan Chonghuan pulled Ding Fu and walked towards the door together.

After a while, the two walked to the door, and Yuan Chonghuan wiped the sweat on his forehead with palpitations.

"Is it hot?" Ding Fu was stunned, in such a gloomy and cold weather, why did Yuan Chonghuan seem to faint as if he was about to faint in the heat.

"No, it's not hot, it's just that I'm weak, it's okay, Yuan said goodbye," Yuan Chonghuan didn't want to stay here longer, and hurriedly bowed his hand to Ding Fu, then turned around and got into the car.

Looking at Yuan Chonghuan, who was acting a little strangely, Ding Fu was a little puzzled: He is a martial artist and really doesn't understand the affairs of literati.

"General Ding," Ding Fuzheng was stunned, and not far behind him, Wang Shouxin's figure appeared.

"The last general will meet the king!" Wang Shouxin is the commander of the guard battalion in Wang Qi's mansion, and his actual position is at the same level as Ding Fu, but the dispatch and position are the same, and the actual authority is very different.

Lang Guogong's henchman, even if he meets the chief military officer of Dazhen outside, the other party must go first, dismount and respectfully ask: The king is in command.

However, Wang Shouxin himself doesn't seem to have any shelf.

"If it's okay, come with me to sit at home?"

"The last general obeys!" Ding Fu knew that this was a great opportunity for him to climb Lang Guogong's thigh, so he hurriedly bowed his head.

"Just have a drink, don't be so formal," Wang Shouxin patted Ding Fu's shoulder, and his subordinates had already led the horses on the side.

After a short time, the two rode away on horseback.

Tsk tsk.

What a blessing!

At the gate of the mansion, the officials who had not yet left were all envious of Ding Fu's luck, valued by Qin Erbao, and pulled by Wang Shouxin to eat and drink, isn't this a soaring sky?

"Go first, kill the general, capture the flag, you and I are the same, presumably General Qin and Commander Wang will also be kind to you," the companion on the side laughed at himself, quite helpless.

Ding Fu has today, isn't that just trading his life for it?

Envy does not come.

(End of chapter)