Pingyang Fu of the Red Chamber

Chapter 130

Beijing,

Shen Qianhu, who was galloping on horseback, thought to himself.

Sure enough, officials of Dawu have always asked for filial money from their subordinates. It is unheard of for a superior to give money to his subordinates.

It didn't take long to come to the gate of the city, where there was a side door that was reserved for the imperial city secretary and the emergency use of other places.

Came to the side door, formally his deputy was on duty for him,

"My lord, you are back, there is nothing wrong here, and no one comes in or out."

"Well, keep watching the door, and say hello to the brothers of Bingmasi. It's hard work. Here's some money. Go to the restaurant in front and let the brothers eat a bowl of hot noodles instead. The weather is too cold."

"Thank you, Lord Qianhu."

The soldiers around were all beaming, and Shen Qianhu didn't say anything else, just kept vigil there, and today he took turns guarding by himself for three consecutive days, so luckily he spread the news.

This thing is hard work, and I am still here looking at the cold city gate in the cold weather, my God.

"Brothers, when you come back to the first watch, listen to me and close the city gate, leaving two people behind, one for the soldiers and horses, and one for the imperial city. Let's change people to watch for half an hour, and the rest go to hide." Rest in the cave."

"It's Master Qianhu."

The tone of the soldiers is all happy, there are policies at the top and countermeasures at the bottom, this kind of thing has already started, and it all came like this.

Shen Qianhu also entered the Tibetan soldier cave, there was a small cubicle, and fell asleep wrapped in a quilt, still touching the thousand taels of silver bills in his arms.

The corners of the mouth are slightly raised, as if having a good dream.

The gate of Daying outside the Dongcheng Pass.

Zhang Jinyu's hearty laughter came from Zhang Jinyu. Looking at Shen Qianhu who was gradually going away, Ning Bian on the side completely admired him.

"Master Hou, you really have insight into people's hearts, which is unbelievable."

Zhang Jinyu was blown by the cold wind after laughing, and was wrapped in a cloak in the cold, and said indifferently,
"As the saying goes, rats have the way of rats, and it's not easy. It's so late, and in the cold weather, I sent such important information to the Marquis. The Marquis must be rewarded a lot. I can't let the horse run and don't let the horse graze. What's the point of that, the road has to get wider and wider, and you can't walk in a dead end."

Ning Bian was speechless, overwhelmed by Lord Hou's words,

"Hou Ye is wise, it is our good fortune to follow Hou Ye."

The guards around him also suddenly said collectively;

"Master Hou, it's also our luck."

Zhang Jinyu also looked back at them after hearing this,
"Good brothers, it is my honor to meet you, let's not be polite, let's encourage each other in the future."

The guards saluted again, and Zhang Jinyu returned the salute.

Ning Bian was very moved, but he still talked about his thoughts,

"Master Hou, I plan to reorganize the army tomorrow. According to what Shen Qianhu said, organize the elite forces to directly crush and win the first place, and directly allocate the number of people to fight."

Zhang Jinyu knew that this method was also suspected of cheating by using the rules, but he would use it without other people. Besides, whether this civil servant was about to seize power, Zhang Jinyu thought it was unlikely.

"Okay, I will do as you said tomorrow, and I will separate a thousand-man team to stay in the camp without participating in training. The others must prepare for the battle with all their strength and ensure that they have a good rest."

"Understood Lord Hou, this battle must be won."

"Definitely."

Beijing,

Great Cabinet Pavilion,

The lights inside were brightly lit, and the figures around were in a hurry, with a busy look.

It turned out that the elders of the pavilion hadn't left yet, and the servants of the various ministries also gathered together. The Minister of the Household Department, Gu Yichen, sat in the hall and discussed with everyone the various matters of the military competitions in the capital.

It's better to see what it is, or how to reflect Dawu's powerful military strength and how to find something for the honorable generals in private.

Shen Zhongxin, the minister of the household department, is an upstart civil servant, so he must be the first to speak about this matter, introducing,
"My elders, I think the charter that we initially discussed a few days ago is almost the same. After optimization, the details must be perfect, and it also avoids the suspicion of cheating by the frontier army newspaper group."

The servants of each ministry nodded in agreement, but Wei Zhanying, the servant of the Ministry of War, disagreed.

"My elders, I think that we need to think about it in the long term. This matter is too complicated. We have to make a big competition public. There has never been a precedent before. Especially, we have to call the envoys of the vassal state. The impact is too great."

The elders in the hall were also a little hesitant. What they said was true. After all, there was no precedent. If it was too big, what should be done if something happened.

"What Wei Shilang said is true, but this can also be solved, as long as the people are separated or prohibited from coming to watch, those so-called Taiping Sects and White Lotus Sects are mixed with the common people. Guard against them, so there is no chance to make trouble."

Xiao Zi'en, the minister of the Ministry of Rites, came up with an idea to solve this matter, and he must act according to the original plan.

Shen Zhongxin shook his head when he heard this, thinking that Xiao Zien's plan was the next best thing to do, absolutely not.

"Xiao Shilang said that it is absolutely impossible. If the people are isolated and prohibited from coming, not to mention that there will be rumors in the capital, then the Taiping Sect or the White Lotus Sect will definitely make trouble in it. I heard that there is still a Fire Worship Sect. I can't live in peace, and I'm also suspected of being weak by the court."

Lou Xiaoruo, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, also nodded frequently there, firmly supporting Shen Zhongxin's point of view, civil servants must take action, and echoed,
"My elders, the lower officials also agree with Shen Shilang's idea. If we want to do it, we must act like our civil servants. If you are timid and afraid of looking forward and backward, you might as well not do it."

The Minister of the Ministry of War approached Zhao Jingwu, his face turned black, and he asked angrily,
"Everything you say is reasonable, but have you thought about the consequences? If the border troops and Jiedu envoys below do not rely on each other, although they are fighting on their own, in the future, as long as they find it, it will be a life-and-death alliance. At that time, the imperial court was thinking about cutting down the feudal clan, so it was impossible."

"Then cut down the feudal clan first,"

Shen Zhongxin replied unconvinced, Zhao Ge shook his head mockingly,

"Go and give it a try, King Xi is there, waiting for you, there is no precedent in the competition, so be careful."

Hubu Shangshu got up to smooth things over at this time, but he also supported Shen Zhongxin's point of view,
"Okay, don't mention the cutting of the vassal again. You are talking about Dabi, Lao Zhao. If there is a precedent, nothing can be done. If there is a precedent this time, it will become a precedent for the latecomers. So, as for the accident, we have to prepare in advance, the imperial army, soldiers and horses, and the Beijing camp will all be dispatched, I still don't believe that a few mice can do anything."

Mr. Zhao Ge shook his head and was speechless, feeling a little desolate in his heart. These people only care about their own interests and never consider the overall situation, and it will be too late to regret it.

Bian Zhengru, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, couldn't bear to see Lao Zhao's decline, so he comforted him.

"Old Zhao, don't worry. Even so, there is no need to worry. The imperial court has already caused their dissatisfaction by taking down the military power of the second king. Now even if he doesn't do it, he can not hold grudges. It is impossible, so if you don't advance, you will retreat. ah."

The rest of the people also nodded helplessly. They all knew about it, but there was no way to solve it, unless the military power was returned to them, but it was impossible. The imperial court took it with great difficulty.

Wen Yongyi, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, also said,

"This matter shouldn't be said by me, the Ministry of Industry, but it involves the fundamentals of civil servants. I have to say that everyone's concerns are reasonable, but in a word, even if we back down or reconcile, the honorable military officers and the others will not be able to accept it." Appreciate it, if you don’t appreciate it, why care about how they feel.”

The words of the Minister of the Ministry of Industry made the civil official group more aware of the irreconcilable contradictions between noble and military generals.

Therefore, the previously discussed plan was unanimously approved, so that the seeds of division and distrust were planted among the military commanders, and then gradually figured out, and no one mentioned the matter of cutting the feudal clan.

The night is deep,
The Cabinet Pavilion finally finalized the details of the big competition, and added the viewing venues and security arrangements for the officials' wives and concubines in the harem.

When Gu Yichen, Minister of the Household Department, saw that the regulations for the contest had finally been set, he couldn't help but smile,

"Everyone, this matter has been settled, let's discuss when to start the big competition, should it be as planned or postponed?"

The crowd no longer had the tense atmosphere before. The martial arts competition can be played at any time. Of course, a good day needs to be chosen.

Wei Zhanying, Minister of the Ministry of War, said,

"It should be postponed for a while. After all, the rules have changed too much. Give them some time to prepare, and get used to it so that they don't make jokes when the time comes. It would be too shameful."

"That's right! If there is a joke, the court's face will be gone."

"Yes!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the pavilion agreed unexpectedly. Although they wanted to see the jokes of the noble generals, they must not gamble with the face of the court. The emperor is not easy to fool.

Shen Zhongxin also agreed and asked,

"Then how should the time be set? It's not good if it's too long. After all, the wind has gone out. If it's too close, the time is tight, so it's a bit troublesome."

"It's a simple matter. It's set on the first day of the new year. The new year has a new atmosphere. Besides, Dawu needs to boost his morale."

Mr. Zhao Ge, the minister of the Ministry of War, put forward his own point of view, and Gu Yichen, the minister of the Ministry of household affairs, also gave a sigh of relief. Mr. Zhao still took the overall situation into consideration. Without his arrangement, it would be really difficult to deal with this matter. He made a decision when everything was settled.

"Okay, this matter will be set on the first day of the New Year according to what Zhao Ge said, the content of this matter will be decided today, and all notices will be posted in various places in the capital tomorrow to make it clear to the world."

"Yes, Mr. Ge!"

The momentum of the civil servants in the pavilion reached its peak, and everyone was extremely excited.

What everyone didn't pay attention to was that a little yellow man at the corner walked out of the pavilion and headed for the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

After finishing his dinner, Emperor Wu didn't feel like resting. He also nodded his head on what the court officials were discussing there tonight, but he didn't know how they were discussing there.

The little yellow gate came directly to the outside of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, knocked on the door and entered.

When he came to the side hall, he hurriedly knelt down,

"Slave pays homage to His Majesty,"

"Get up and answer, how is the matter I told you going?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, the slave must have done well. The cabinet has already decided to hold the competition on the first day after the new year. At that time, everyone in the capital can visit it, and it will be announced tomorrow."

"It seems that they are ready. The civil servants are really fast. It's also good when the new year changes. Dawu needs a good start."

(End of this chapter)