"Aiqing. What did you say? ”

Zhu Youxiao, who was sitting on the throne, was stunned at first, as if he didn't hear what Ye Xianggao said clearly.

"Back to Your Majesty," Ye Xianggao straightened up and raised his voice slightly: "The minister received the book, and 30,000 chaotic people gathered in Puzhou, Shanxi, and the Pingyang Mansion was destroyed in three days, and the fire burned for three days and three nights. ”

What?

Zhu Youxiao suddenly got up and said angrily: "The chaotic people have broken Pingyang Mansion? Where did the rebels come from, why didn't there be a trace of news in the early stage? The governor of Shanxi, the army of Shanxi and Shaanxi, what do the imperial histories of the provinces do to eat? ”

When Zhu Youxiao, who was in a better mood just now, heard this, he immediately got up from his chair, and his tone was almost questioning.

Generally speaking, the land of the state capital, military, political and civilian, all-encompassing, but whenever there is any trouble, the prefect, the prefect, and the governor have the right to report to the imperial court, and each military preparation road, each provincial imperial history has the right to mobilize the army in advance to suppress the civil rebellion.

However, from Ye Xianggao's words, Zhu Youxiao did not hear any information from all parts of Shanxi to rise up and resist and kill the enemy and protect the city.

Moreover, Zhu Youxiao had already thought that the chaos would be very unfavorable to his plan to weaken Wang Qi!

"Spread the order, immediately let the Taiyuan General Army, the Bingbei Dao and the Governor of Shanxi, gather the troops, and be sure to strangle this group of thieves in Puzhou and Pingyang Mansion, and not let it spread to any area outside Shanxi!"

"Your Majesty, the chaos is huge, if you only mobilize soldiers and horses within Shanxi, I'm afraid it won't help," Ye Xianggao shook his head: "The worst is the worst, and the imperial court must send people to Shanxi to take care of the overall situation!" ”

Hearing Ye Xianggao's words, Zhu Youxiao immediately calmed down, half-squinted his eyes, and didn't reply for a while.

The old fox obviously had something to say.

The imperial court sent people into Jin to take charge of the overall situation, which is true.

But who to send?

Qi Guogong is still the pillar of the country on the surface, and naturally he can't let Wang Qi go this little fight, even if he is nominated by the cabinet, he Zhu Youxiao can't let Wang Qi go, isn't this a slap in the face?

Break one's promise? The emperor still wants to have a face.

Send Sun Chuanting, Yang Changsi to go? These two are too young and not qualified enough to take charge of the military and political power of several provinces, and they will not serve the public.

Thinking about it, it seems that only Wang Huazhen has this qualification?

But who is Wang Huazhen?

Wang Qi's uncle, the last governor of Liaodong.

Half an hour later, there was a snap.

Zhu Youxiao put the teacup on the table: "The cabinet can sort out a list, report to me, and then discuss!" ”

"Your Majesty, 100,000 is urgent, you can't" Ye Xianggao stepped forward, wanting to fight for it.

"Ye Aiqing, the chaotic people in Pingyang Mansion are not rising overnight, if you have time, you might as well hurry up and convene a few people in the cabinet to discuss a countermeasure," Zhu Youxiao ruthlessly interrupted Ye Xianggao's words: "I'm waiting." ”

"Old minister, old minister obeys the order"

Ye Xianggao bowed down again, and then slowly retreated.

The cold winter sunset stretched the figure of this old minister obliquely, as if it was getting thinner and thinner.

"Go, summon Hong Chengchou and Sun Chuanting, I have something to ask!" Looking at Ye Xianggao's departing back, Zhu Youxiao pursed his lips, and there seemed to be a deep smugness in his eyes: "These old ministers should have been swept into the garbage heap a long time ago."

At this moment, Zhu Youxiao's heart finally gave birth to a sense of happiness.

When Wang Qi's military power is recovered, then will it be the time for me to really show my strength!

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When people came to the palace, Hong Chengchou was roasting a leg of mutton in his small courtyard and feasting with a few friends.

Recently, the capital is very popular charcoal barbecue lamb leg to eat, this is still the Horqin grassland to the south of the way to eat, but also thanks to the close relationship between the Han and Mongolians in recent years, a lot of high-quality cattle, sheep and horses, are continuously transported from Shanxi, Jizhou Mansion and other people to the south, and there are countless huge wealth, in the border between the two countries flow and transshipment.

Countless people have made a lot of money for it.

Especially the Jin merchants led by the Fan family are the worst!

The three of them sat around, opposite Hong Chengchou, and a scholar who looked quite young said: "I heard that it is the support of Qi Guogong that has the Fan family, which is now known as the richest man in the Three Jin Dynasty!" ”

"Don't talk about the Fan family, in the entire north, from the Shanhaiguan Road to Yanmen Pass, which is thousands of miles of national border, which one is not under the control of the Duke of Qi? Today, the Duke of Qi said that he would raise the tax of the Xifeng Outlet by one percent, and tomorrow the Liu family of Jizhou Mansion will personally go to the cities of Shandong, kneel in front of the Duke of Qi, and ask for the next grace."

"Hey, this grandfather of the country, he really treats today's son as nothing!"

The two friends chatted energetically, but suddenly stopped their mouths and turned their heads to look at Hong Chengchou, who had never spoken: "Yan Yan, what do you think?" ”

Sitting on the side with his sleeves rolled up, Hong Chengchou, who was full of oil, didn't take care of the two of them, chewing the leg of mutton, taking a sip of wine, chewing for a long time and then burping to the sky, white gas came out of his mouth, with the fragrance of strong wine and the fishy smell of mutton.

In the bitter cold of winter, mutton warms the belly.

Uh, comfortable!

Picked up the white towel on the side, wiped his mouth, wiped the back of his palm and hand clean, and then carefully folded his sleeve.

It seems to be rude, but in fact it is extremely cautious.

"What do I think?" Hong Chengchou smiled: "Wuqu Xing is far away in Zhucheng, I think he doesn't want to come back?" ”

"What do you mean?" The two friends asked in a low voice.

"Your Majesty, after all, it is the emperor, as long as time passes, without a single soldier, the Duke of Qi can only be captured! Military power, personnel power, financial power, all offered! Hong Chengchou raised his head, and his tone raised a little: "What is imperial power?" What does it mean to be under the whole world? ”

That's it!

"The Divine Decree has arrived!!"

As soon as Hong Chengchou's words fell, the voice of the small yellow door came from outside the courtyard.

In an instant, there were two plops, except for Hong Chengchou, the other two had already fallen from the chairs.

Only Hong Chengchou had a good time, and he still had time to straighten his cuffs and collar when he got up, and he didn't show any panic.

"The Holy Lord's edict, Hong Chengchou, the left senator of the Xuantong Political Yamen, enters the palace to meet him!"

After announcing the holy oracle at Xiao Huang's door, he bowed his head and bowed his waist: "Senator Hong, the Holy Lord asked you to enter the palace quickly, there is a big event!" ”

At this time, the steward of the Hongfu came forward and handed over the 'errand money'.

"But about the civil chaos in Shanxi?" Hong Chengchou asked in a low voice.

"Lord Hong is really like a god! Little admiration," Xiao Huangmen praised and said sideways: "Without further ado, my lord, please!" ”

"Take a break, it's not too late to change clothes," Hong Chengchou showed a confident glow on his face, bowed lightly, and then turned back to his room to change clothes.

As the left senator of the general government yamen, Hong Chengchou was the first court official to know about the chaos in Shanxi, and it was he who handed over this letter to Ye Xianggao.

He knew that everything was now in his plan.

"Qi Guogong?" Standing in front of the table, Hong Chengchou, who let a few maids wait for him to change clothes, was full of the figure of Wang Qi, the Duke of Qi, in his mind: "Wait, I will catch up with you step by step and surpass you!" This day won't be too long! ”

(End of chapter)