Domineering Daming

Wang Beicheng was holding a cane in both hands, and knocked his head on it. A group of people seemed to be trying to lift the roof of the house, but he remained indifferent throughout, as if he couldn't hear at all.

After a long while, a middle-aged man with fat head and big ears glanced at everyone, stood up cautiously, approached Wang Beicheng, and said in a low voice: "My lord..."

Wang Beicheng raised his head slowly, opened his eyes, and said sleepily: "Well... it's time to sleep, then go to sleep..."

As he spoke, he stood up tremblingly, and the two maidservants hurried over and helped him walk inside.

"My lord, my lord, say something..."

"Yes, my lord, we are all counting on you, we have to give you a word..."

"My lord, my lord, don't pretend to be confused..."

"My lord, if you don't give me an accurate word, we won't leave..."

"That's right, I'm not leaving..."

A group of people suddenly shouted again, they were not fuel-efficient lamps, forcing Wang Beicheng to stand up for them.

Wang Beicheng entered the room tremblingly, and immediately broke free from the maid, and sat down on the slum with his crutches. His cloudy eyes were completely clear, and he looked calmly, looking quietly outside the darkened door.

The lights flickered, a middle-aged man walked in, first saluted, and then said: "Father."

Wang Beicheng looked up at him, and said calmly, "Say."

This middle-aged man was originally a student of the Guozijian, but the Guozijian was merged into the two royal courts. He was driven back to his hometown because he failed the assessment. His daughter married Zhou Yingqiu's third son, so the Wang family and the Zhou family married. Busy making a comeback.

Wang Jinyou looked at his father and said calmly, "Father, are you really not saying a word?"

Wang Beicheng was very disappointed in this son. He thought that he would have a bright future by donating a prison student, but he didn't expect that he didn't even pass the ordinary assessment and was exempted from everything and sent home.

Wang Beicheng expressionless, said: "What do you want to say for father?"

Wang Jinyou said: "Father, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the reason why the emperor said those words in Shandong is nothing more than asking for a price so that we can pay back the money on the ground. If you open your mouth and say something, the emperor has a step, so naturally go down the donkey." , the matter in Nanzhili will come to fruition, your prestige will surely flourish, our royal family will definitely make a comeback, and the elder brother will be able to enter the sixth department and become a cabinet assistant..."

Wang Jinyou is the third eldest, and his elder brother is now the Shanxi Zuo Councilor. After a few more years of qualifications, he will be able to enter the sixth department as a servant.

Wang Beicheng sneered, looked at him and said, "You can think of it, but you can't think of it as a father? Can other people not think of it? Those who are waiting to watch the show, don't know how many!"

Wang Jinyou was taken aback for a moment, he really didn't think of this, but he still stuck his neck and said: "Father, even if they think about it, who has the right to speak out? Isn't it father? Father, I can't wait any longer. If someone else If you get the first chance, your words won't help..."

Wang Beicheng became more and more disappointed with this son. He took a deep breath, knocked his head on the crutches, and said, "You and I can guess what the emperor is thinking! Does he want us to counter the price or increase the price? If my father takes the lead at this time, he is telling the emperor that our Wang family is the largest family in Southern Zhili, and we must deal with our Wang family if we want the 'New Deal'. Tell me, do you want to jump out as a father..."

Wang Jinyou was stunned for a while before he said: "Father, the emperor won't you? Also, our family is related to Mr. Zhou by marriage, the emperor will give our Wang family three points of favor for Mr. Zhou's face..."

Wang Beicheng snorted angrily, and didn't bother to say anything more.

Wang Jinyou didn't dare to say anything, and just stood aside, his expression changed a little.

After an indeterminate amount of time, Wang Beicheng raised his head and looked at him and said, "The governor's office of the governor's office, you recommend yourself a governor, deputy governor, etc. If Fang Kongshao doesn't speak, you must not touch it. Also, in the future Regardless of the government affairs of the imperial court or the governor's yamen, you must be the first to rush to the forefront without any hesitation..."

Wang Jinyou didn't care about these things. Others would have to break their heads if they wanted to enter the Governor's Council, but their Wang family didn't need it, and someone would come to invite them. What he cared more about was whether the Wang family could get ahead, and he took this opportunity to come back.

Although he was unwilling, he also understood that his father's decision could not be resisted, so he could only nod dully in response.

While Wang's father and son were talking, Qian Qianyi was worrying about the list that Zhu Xu had sent him.

There are more than 1000 people on this list, and they are all scholars who will take the exam or re-examination in recent years. If all these people are excluded in one go, the impact will definitely be huge!

But on the other hand, if you can't help it, the court's "New Deal" determination will be questioned, and all policies will be greatly reduced.

Gu Yanwu was sitting at a table not far from him, and was solving a problem. The topic was: the people are the most important, the king is the least, and the community is the second.

The idea of ​​solving the problem is to solve the problem. Gu Yanwu has already changed his ideas several times, but he is still not satisfied.

After a while, Qian Qianyi sighed softly, put down his pen, stood in front of the door, looked at the starry night, and looked down to see the other side.

On the banks of the Qinhuai River, the government-run teaching workshops are still singing and dancing, the red lanterns are hung high, and the sound of silk and bamboo can be heard endlessly.

After a while, he shook his head. He was not an ordinary scholar, nor was he an old man in the wild. He was ambitious and looked down on those vulgar fans. He turned around and sat down in front of the chair again.

Zhu Xu's life now is to turn on the lights at night, and add fragrance to his red sleeves.

Leaning on the bed in unlined clothing, in his hand is a newspaper from Jiangsu, an anonymous "economic article".

This article is very insightful, and the analysis of Nanzhili is also very profound, at least more than what Zhu Xu has seen, so he read it with relish and pondered over and over again.

Chapter 677 Good Situation

The next day, Monan, Chahar Khan tent.

Lin Danhan held Zhu Xu's imperial decree in his hand, his face was gloomy and changed, and he was gnashing his teeth!

"The emperor of the Ming Dynasty bullied people too much!"

Lin Danhan slammed the imperial decree to the ground and cursed viciously.Still not relieved by this, he drew out the long knife behind him and slashed at the table desperately, spitting obscenities.

Sitting under him was Niklu, the Mongolian national teacher, with an indifferent expression, his head lowered, looking at the ground, his eyes were stern.

"You say, what to do, what to do, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty wants to draw a boundary for us, and also to control our cavalry, you say, what to do, what to do!"

Lin Danhan roared angrily, chopping the table desperately.

Nicklu raised his head, his face was indifferent, and he didn't speak.

The words of the Ming emperor's decree were very strict, with a strong warning intention.At the same time, all material support to Chahar was cut off, and the tiger and wolf guards were watching. This is already the most thorough warning and threat.

There are only two roads before Chahar. One is to obediently obey the Ming Dynasty, draw a line with Horqin, and divide the desert equally.

This is naturally extremely difficult for Lin Dan Khan, who is determined to unify Mongolia and realize Genghis Khan's ambition.

The second way is to turn against the Ming Dynasty, which will naturally have to pay a huge price, and even the danger of Chahar's collapse.

Chahar's current strength can indeed annex the extremely weak and overwhelmed Horqin, but he also has to face the strong blow of the Ming Dynasty. Hal is a threat that cannot be ignored.

The former path is naturally good. For Chahar, it also needs to continue to grow slowly, annexing the small tribes around, until the powerful can annex Horqin, unify Mongolia, and fight against the Ming Dynasty!It's just not reconciled, it's extremely humiliating to obey the Ming Dynasty like this!

The latter one is extremely dangerous. Even if Chahar fights desperately, even if he wins in the end, it will be a disastrous victory with huge losses. Not only the dynasty, but other small tribes are enough to destroy Chahar!

"say something!"

Lin Danhan roared and split the table with a knife.

Nicklu turned his head to look at Lin Dan Khan, who was panting, sweating profusely, with ferocious eyes, who wanted to choose someone to devour, the corners of his face twitched, and he turned sideways and said, "Khan, now we have to obey the Ming Emperor's will. "

"You said you want me to listen to that little emperor? Don't even think about it!"

Lin Danhan continued to chop the table, roaring angrily.