Shandong Zhucheng, the mansion of the State of Qi.

Today is the 100-day banquet of Xiao Langya's son, and the dignitaries of the entire Qingzhou Mansion and even the entire Shandong have come to show their faces.

After Wang Qi entertained the three tours of wine, he returned to the study, and his uncle Wang Huazhen also followed, and the guests in the front yard let their relatives entertain them.

Since the murder of Wenyuan Pavilion, Wang Huazhen has discharged the errand of the cabinet and the scholars of the palace, invited herself to go out, submitted her resignation, and returned directly to her hometown Zhucheng County.

Although the trial of the three law divisions has not yet been concluded, but Wang Huazhen left the capital, who dares to say anything?

After all, when the impeachment of Wang Huazhen was placed on Zhu Youxiao's table, the emperor of the dynasty only left the book in the middle and did not say a word.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the emperor does not dare to turn his face with the Duke of Qi now, even if he is against Wang Huazhen, he does not dare to act excessively.

At the banquet, naturally some people talked about the recent events in the court.

"I heard that the war of the imperial court in Shanxi is not going well."

"Hey, without the Duke of Qi in the capital, whether it is Yuan Chonghuan, or that Sun Chuanting, or the famous Hong Chengchou, they are all local chickens and dogs, and they are not worth it."

"In fact, in the entire Gyeonggi, and even in the Shanxi generation, the imperial court does not have many soldiers and horses available, and it happened suddenly, the emperor is in a hurry, Sun Chuanting and Hong Chengchou are also clever women who are difficult to cook without rice!"

"Qi Guogong here, don't talk about state affairs, don't talk about state affairs, drink and drink!"

"Come on, 100 days of birth, congratulations to the little boy!"

Different from the bustle of the front yard, at the moment in the back house of the government and in the study.

Wang Qi and his uncle Wang Huazhen sat opposite each other.

"Uncle, you shouldn't have made a move," Wang Qi poured a cup of tea for his uncle, and then gently placed the teapot in his hand before slowly sitting down.

"The imperial court is ready to start doing it to you, whether it is the celebrant supervisor, or Donglin or other factions, they are all sharpening their knives, and when the emperor really takes back the military power, it must be the time to cross the river and tear down the bridge," Wang Huazhen looked extremely anxious, just picked up the cup at hand, felt hot, and gently put it down, and continued: "If there is a strong enemy outside, then it is good, now that the four seas are stable, the emperor is also unscrupulous!" Don't you really want to think about the way back? If I don't muddy the water a little more, will I wait for a letter from the imperial court to dismiss the lord on the day of your wedding? ”

Sometimes, from a certain point of view, Wang Huazhen really admires that Li Chengliang - raising his own respect, making the court jealous, and being able to rule Liaodong for the rest of his life.

However, Nurha's red tail will not fall off later, and Li Chengliang himself will not be able to control it.

"Uncle, you're too worried," in the face of his uncle's questioning, Wang Qi just smiled: "It's not time yet." ”

"Alas," sighed, Wang Huazhen looked at her nephew helplessly: "Sometimes, the old man really can't guess what you're thinking?" ”

Perhaps, Wang Huazhen didn't dare to think deeply.

Picking up the teacup and taking a sip gently, Wang Huazhen continued:

"Several members of the cabinet, except for Xu Guangqi, have all been deposed, and when the old man went out of the city, the list of new cabinet ministers had already come out, and Shi Kefa was among them."

"Shi Kefa is Zuo Guangdou's disciple, I know that," Wang Qi nodded.

"Then do you think, Master of Ceremonies, Donglin is up, is your chance coming?" Wang Huazhen was seductive and wanted Wang Qi to return to Beijing as soon as possible.

Otherwise, there are so many official positions in this court, and if you go late, you won't even be able to drink soup!

"Uncle, I'm going back to the capital now, what do you think will be the result?" Wang Qi looked at his uncle with a smile on his face.

"It's better than staying here, right?" Wang Huazhen shook her head: "What exactly do you want to do?" ”

"At least, we have to wait until the war in Shanxi is over," Wang Qi pointed in the direction of the backyard: "Brother Zhong has just been 100 days, and I don't want to leave too early." ”

Moreover, Zheng Yiguan has recently returned from Japan and brought some information about Japan, Wang Qi is very interested, looking for an opportunity to talk to the shogun - once the trade channel with Japan is opened, won't the market come?

Therefore, whether it is from the current situation of the court situation or Wang Qi's own arrangement, this is not a good time to return to Beijing.

"Then how do you think the battle situation in Shanxi will develop?" Wang Huazhen wanted to hear a specific analysis from Wang Qi's mouth: "With just Sun Chuanting and Hong Chengchou, can you exterminate that chaotic people?" ”

"If you give them time and manpower, within a month, the rebels will go on their own," Wang Qi leaned back in his chair and continued: "But the fact is that the imperial court's financial resources are not good, the people are displaced, and the years of famine and heavy forced labor have made the soil for the rebellion to breed extremely fertile. ”

That's not optimistic?

Wang Huazhen nodded, if you can have Wang Qi's words, then you will have the bottom of your uncle's heart.

Not long after, Wang Huazhen left, leaving Wang Qi to sit alone in the study.

Getting up and sitting back in his chair, Wang Qi's eyes fell on the desk, where there was a letter from Shanxi-signed Fan Zhongjin.

"Sun Chuanting didn't go to Fan Zhongjin, and directly took the three thousand old and weak to Pingyang Mansion and Hong Chengchou round?" Wang Qi's fingers tapped on the table - the key is that Hong Chengchou doesn't have any soldiers and horses in his hands!

"Perhaps, the imperial court will soon mobilize Liaodong soldiers and horses," Wang Qi raised his head and looked further north, where there was a large army stationed that had been enough to sweep away all enemies in the north: "At that time, it was the time of the apocalypse to give marriage, hey, what a calculation!" ”

In ancient times, there was a cup of wine to release the military power, and now there is a royal marriage to solve the crisis.

"It seems that we have to speed up the steps," Wang Qi thought for a while, took off the brush on the side, and put pen on a piece of letterhead: Li Qingsong saw the letter.

After taking root in the capital for a period of time, except for dealing with a few salted fish, Wang Qi did not give any tasks to the secret guards.

And the monthly silver given to the secret guards is as high as 3,000 taels, which is not counting the money when opening up officials at all levels.

However, now that the situation has changed drastically, Wang Qi has to consider using the secret guard in advance.

It is also time to test the results of this period of time.

A few days ago, Li Qingsong sent a letter, swearing that he had already connected with a big man in the inner palace, and if necessary, he could use this clue.

Thinking of the humble smile of that Inner Palace Da Jue, the corners of Wang Qi's mouth also showed a sneer: Take my nearly 50,000 taels of silver, and it won't be long before you know where his value is.

After a while, the wrist moved slightly, and the payment was made: Wang Qi.

"It's not too early or too late, I hope it's just the right time," Wang Qi said, raised his eyes and called the guards in: "Someone!" ”

"Your Excellency!"

"This letter is scheduled to be 800 miles expedited, and within five days, it must be delivered!"

(End of chapter)