Lu Ming

Chapter 694 The Daily Life of the Northern Trio ([-])

In the evening, the third division guest house, a small restaurant.

More than a dozen people who work locally in Tianjin, held a banquet to welcome Mr. Feng Jun and Feng Ge.

After a few hours of rest, Mr. Feng Ge's energy was obviously much better than that at noon, and he talked and laughed happily during the meeting, and he was able to handle it with ease.

Landlords here are not stage-frightened, there is also wine, drinking and talking during the banquet.

This time, although the posture on the surface was that the local officials respectfully welcomed the visit of the superior.But in fact, because of the special internal time-traveling system, coupled with the roughness necessary in the early days of all regimes, in places where there are only time-travelers, everyone can basically communicate on an equal footing.

Feng Jun is also very adaptable to this situation.He traveled all the way to the north, not to read official articles, but just needed to communicate more about the actual situation with his own people.

Rambling all over the place.A group of people at the meeting pulled from the Beijing-Tianjin Expressway in the north to the high-speed clipper boat in the south, and then talked about fishing in Zhangzi Island in the north from the slave hunting in Nanyang, and finally, from the "Northern Emperor" to the "Southern Emperor". In short, the middle-aged man who drank two sips of wine, regardless of time and space, regardless of location, has the same virtue.

If so, after three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, it is not until the time when the lights are lighted that the feast is considered to be over.Master Pudu, who used to have a dignified appearance, now has a bright red face and the smell of alcohol, and probably can't remember the Buddha's teachings.

Next, taking advantage of everyone's presence, Feng Jun and everyone sitting here finalized the visiting time one by one.

The investigation starting tomorrow is an important matter for Feng Jun's trip to the north this time.In this age, there is no means of instant communication, and it is rare that so many people gather in Tianjin through time travel, so Feng Jun talked about work at the end of the banquet.

After finalizing the itinerary, the banquet is considered a victory.The smiling Feng Ge stood at the door of the restaurant, shaking hands and saying goodbye one by one, giving the brothers enough face.

Half an hour later, the small second floor in the backyard of the guest house.

A short waiter, wearing a hand-embroidered cotton jacket with a cross-breasted national style, stretched out his hand to lift the lid of the tin box in the buzzing tea room.

The iron box with a steam pipe behind it, when the lid was lifted, a thick white mist rose immediately.

Picking up the electroplating clip on the side, the waiter quickly picked up a few white cotton towels in the steam and put them on the tray in his hand.

The next moment, the waiter carrying the tray started to walk across the corridor.

The short waiter, the first group of people encountered in the corridor, were two ordinary-looking plainclothes agents with buns and traditional short brown clothes.These two didn't seem to care who was passing by in front of them, but leaned against the door frame, their eyebrows were raised, and they were chatting quietly about something.

However, at the moment the waiter walked by, two pairs of sharp eyes inadvertently looked him up and down.

Next, in the middle of the corridor, the waiter encountered two guards.

The guards in regular military uniforms, with short guns in their waists, were straight and straight, looking as old as ever in a military posture.

Finally, at the end of the corridor, the door of the executive suite.

Two tall Secret Service agents in woolen coats, with cold faces, reached out to pick up the steaming towels in the tray, and after checking, the waiter was allowed to enter the door.

The executive suite of the Master Guest House is full of strong taste of the times: old-fashioned sofa covered with white gauze towel, wood-carved washstand, and enamel washbasin.On the wooden cabinet at the side, there is a red Double Happiness enamel plate with a circle of glass teacups inside, and two iron-cased kettles next to it.

When the waiter came in, Feng Jun, Zhang Zhongqi, and Yao Jianshe were drinking tea to sober up on the sofa in the outer room.Seeing the hot towels coming, Feng Jun immediately grabbed one and wiped his face vigorously.

"call"

After wiping his face, spit out alcohol, and drank two sips of strong tea, Feng Jun felt much clearer: "I'm here in the north this time, for personal work, mainly for research, you all know that."

After reading the opening remarks, Mr. Ge finally got down to business: "In addition, I was entrusted by the cabinet with regard to the establishment of the city of Tianjin. I am here this time, and I will deal with it together. You should hurry up and send a telegram in the next two days. Make a statement."

When Zhang Zhongqi heard the topic of Jianshi, a snicker slipped across his face. He bent down and picked a candied date from the coffee table in front of him with a toothpick, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed, and squinted at Yao Jianshe. Lively posture.

Regarding the establishment of Tianjin as a city, in fact, this issue had already been put on the agenda as early as the year before last.

The reason is very reasonable and logical: the plate is too big, and various administrative units must be formalized to manage it.

Originally, this was a logical upgrade process.There is no suspense about the first mayor: the oldest trio, Xue Haiyuan is in the capital, Zhang Zhongqi focuses on the military, and the only one who can seamlessly take over is Yao Jianshe.

However, this incident caused strong discomfort within the General Intelligence Bureau.Because the General Intelligence Bureau discovered that due to the characteristics of intelligence personnel’s latent accumulation and establishment of networks in advance, a new trend has emerged in recent years: whenever a new site needs to be established, the spy chief who is familiar with the local situation is often asked by the cabinet to change jobs in the same place.

In fact, the secret service chiefs don't care about this kind of thing, and the station master is not as prestigious as the mayor, isn't he?

But the General Intelligence Bureau can't stand it!Is the spy chief so easy to train?
So, taking advantage of the establishment of a city in a major northern town, the General Intelligence Bureau launched an "anti-bullying" campaign at the core level of the special zone, wrangling with the cabinet for a whole year, and finally brought the lawsuit to Emperor Cao.

According to the gossip that Zhang Zhongqi heard from the military department, Mr. Feng Ge, who is sitting here today, is one of the main players in the ring with the General Intelligence Bureau.

Fortunately, Emperor Cao was in charge after all.In the end, under the mediation of the emperor, the General Intelligence Bureau accepted the exchange of "one out, two in". It was regarded as a training fee, and a solution was drawn up for this kind of thing.

But today, when I heard Feng Jun officially talk about this matter, it has nothing to do with me. Zhang Zhongqi, who has been watching the excitement, knows that the drama is coming.Now it depends on how the person concerned, the old comrade-in-arms sitting across from him, and the old spy leader Yao Jianshe who started the business together made his statement.

Yao Jianshe looked calm.

In fact, Yao Jianshe spent several days communicating with the rear General Administration by telegram after the previous "imperial decision".

Therefore, in fact, before Feng Jun arrived in Tianjin, he had already communicated with the General Administration on this matter, and had already made a final decision.

Therefore, Yao Jianshe said steadily: "I am willing to accept the post of mayor of Tianjin."

Yao Jianshe's statement means that from this moment on, he has left the constitutional system and transferred to the government system.

"Hehe, that's right, very good."

Master Feng showed a benevolent and joyful expression on his face: "When we are in our position, we must always put the overall situation first! We must have the stars and the sea in our eyes, and if we can't just travel for a few years, it's just sectarianism everywhere!"

Here Zhang Zhongqi saw that his old friend had finally come to this point, even though he knew the ending long ago, he still leaned over and patted his old friend on the arm as a sign of encouragement.

"Then it's settled, and this matter should be done quickly."

Master Feng gave a few words of guidance from a high-level view, and then he remembered the practice: "Tomorrow, you send a telegram to the cabinet, and submit the list of recommendations for other positions by the way, and see if there is any reply. If there is not much difference, pick a date, and we will simply set up a new office. For the opening ceremony, I will cut the ribbon."

These are all the meanings in the question. Yao Jianshe had already prepared for it, so he nodded and agreed.

"Very well, let's talk about the last thing." A few words understood a long-standing matter, and Feng Ge was in a better mood.The next moment, he turned his head, leaned forward, stared into the eyes of Zhang Zhongqi, the melon eater, and asked word by word: "Mr. Zhang, I am entrusted by the cabinet to formally question you."

"About this year's gold strategy. What do you think?"

"what!?"

Zhang Zhongqi, who was unprepared, was dumbfounded by the sudden cross-examination.After stammering twice, he finally said: "That... this is not about the General Staff's reconciliation"

"Don't mention the general staff." Feng Jun interrupted Zhang Zhongqi impatiently: "I am asking the front-line commanders on behalf of the cabinet today. Just say what you have."

With just a few efforts, Zhang Zhongqi finally managed to recover, and understood Feng Jun's sudden and sinister intentions: "Hmph, it's another way of trying to sow discord, you bastard officials!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhongqi honestly stated his opinion in accordance with the unified caliber of the military: "I personally agree with the general staff. I think we should take this opportunity to attack with all our strength, and solve the main force of the post-golden army in one fell swoop. Golden regime."

Just this year, 1636, something big happened.

Historically, in May not long after, the Great Khan of the Later Jin Kingdom, Aixinjueluo Huang Taiji, proclaimed himself emperor and changed his Yuan to Chongde. The family name was changed to "Manchuria"; the capital was Shenyang, and the name was changed to Shengjing.All the ministers are honored as "Emperor Kuan Wen Ren Sheng."

In other words, "My Great Qing", which is familiar to later generations, officially entered the stage of history this year, and "Qing Army" has become an official title.

One month after the founding of the Qing Dynasty, on May [-]th in history, Emperor Chongde Huang Taiji sent [-] troops from the Eight Banners to attack the Ming Dynasty.In July, the Qing army entered Beijing, captured Changping, Shunyi and other places, and besieged the capital again.

In this battle, the Qing army lasted for several months and conquered twelve cities in Ming Dynasty. They won all 56 battles and captured 17 people and animals. Countless people were massacred!
As for the foresighted traversing crowd, they have already started a fierce game internally regarding this incident.

The quick-decision faction headed by the military faced the slow-movement faction headed by cabinet members, and the two sides were arguing endlessly.Today, the war has actually extended to the northern front.

"Hmph, not bad, we agree."

Finding that his sudden attack didn't work, Mr. Feng Ge sneered and leaned back on the sofa: "The people in your army are really united!"

Mr. Zhang, who was a little embarrassed, was upset when he saw the boss, so he could only turn his head and look at his old partner as if asking for help.

However, Yao Jianshe, who was only responsible for providing information and had nothing to do with the grand strategy, who had just quit the government system, bent down at this time, picked a jujube with a toothpick and stuffed it into his mouth, as if to watch the excitement.

"useless!"

After Feng Jun sneered twice, he wiped his short beard with a leisurely expression, and then said with a half-smile: "Mr. Zhang, even if you follow your script, don't you think it's a bit late?"

Zhang Zhongqi sighed.

To this day, there has been no movement in the matter of the North Prisoners, and he actually has a premonition that the military cannot handle the cabinet.Sure enough. If civil servants want to play with these Qiu Ba, it is really Tai Chi that is closed, and the problem is solved with one easy move to cut off the food and grass.

(End of this chapter)