From the third day, the Hanlin Academy successively welcomed the presence of a number of officials from the Six Ministries, such as Li Tingji, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, Gu Bingqian, the left attendant, Xiao Daheng, the secretary of the Criminal Department and the secretary of the Military Department, and Chai Ke, the right attendant of the Military Department.

And Shoufu Shen has always been said to have suffered a stroke due to being too excited when reading "Internal Reference", and now he can only stay in bed, and his family has officially submitted a proclamation to the imperial court.

According to the practice of the Great Zhou, the cabinet members are generally three to five people, one of whom is the first assistant, one is the second assistant, and the others are group assistants, which is the so-called cabinet elder.

Shen has always intended to recommend Fang Congzhe to serve as the first assistant, but Ye Xianggao is also unwilling, which also makes the subsequent battle for the first assistant unclear, but now Shen has always withdrawn directly because of his body, which also makes the entire cabinet face the situation that the candidate must be finalized as soon as possible.

"It's much beyond my expectations, Ziying, although this Fang Youdu is a third-class jinshi, but the analysis of the problem is very delicate and accurate, he is now watching politics in the Criminal Department? Where are you from? Qiao Yingjia stroked his beard, his face was very good-looking, obviously it was all the things that made him feel good during this time.

"Well, Uncle Fang is a native of Nanzhili She County, and he is observing politics in the Criminal Department, this article is also written by him with great concentration, Master Qiao thinks he is good, and he can also be allowed to enter the Metropolitan Procuratorate in the future, and he will definitely be able to make a difference."

As the sky gradually darkened, Feng Ziying got up and moved the poke lamp a little bit inside, making the hall brighter.

Entering December, the weather quickly became colder, and several heavy snows in a row made the entire Jingshi City shrouded in a white vastness, and just after Shen Shi, the sky became dark, but fortunately, the courtyard in the courtyard outside Qiao Yingjia's house was also lit, making the entire courtyard much brighter, and even the house was brighter.

"It's too early to say this, but this son has some knowledge." Qiao Yingjia had a good impression of the other party, "This article about the Ningxia military affairs costs a lot of pen and ink, what does this mean?" Is there a difference in Lingzun's letter? ”

In front of Qiao Yingjia, Feng Ziying did not hide it.

"Master Qiao, the disciple also mentioned this matter to Master Qi, but Master Qi didn't seem to believe it, my father mentioned in the letter that Ningxia Town was not repaired, and there were many soldiers who fled, far more than Yulin and Guyuan towns, and even more than Gansu Town, and its Mongolian soldiers also had contacts with the Tatars of Hetao, although in recent years the situation in the border areas has eased after the exchange of markets with the Tatars, but the ambitions of the Tatars are not lost, and the three ladies are due to the deterioration of their health, and their control over their departments is decreasing, and the departments are ready to move, and my father is also particularly worried."

Qiao Yingjia is from the imperial history, and he is not too interested in hearing this, except for the important military generals in the border military affairs, the other ordinary military attaches are all about the Long Forbidden Captain, and they have never been in contact with this kind of military affairs, so naturally they don't know the inside story.

"Ziying, just say it directly, what are you worried about?" Qiao Yingjia said patiently.

"Master Qiao, the disciple is worried that there will be a rebellion in Ningxia Town with internal and external collusion, in recent years, the imperial court owes too much to the three sides and four towns, the food and salary are owed for several years, and the armaments and materials are also unbearable, and the military generals of Ningxia Town are also fluctuating, once affected by internal and external accidents, it may cause chaos, and if the situation in Ningxia Town cannot be controlled, I am afraid that Gansu Town may collapse like the Seven Guards of Guanxi, and then the Mughal and Tatar people may also merge, which will also have a huge impact on the security of Tibet in the west, and Sichuan and Yunnan will be affected at that time,......"

Qiao Yingjia was silent.

In his heart, he didn't quite believe in Feng Ziying's views.

The three sides and four towns have not been like this for a year or two, in Qiao Yingjia's impression, this kind of frequent false reporting of military information began ten years ago, and it can even be traced back to the thirtieth year of Yuan Xi.

This is also a way to no way, there is a shortage everywhere, even Xuanda and Liaodong are the same, let alone your Shaanxi, the Tatar heyday has passed, and there is not much wind and waves, so it would be good to be able to give you a little even.

The current countermeasure is to wipe a little bit in all aspects, hang it, don't have an accident, you three sides and four towns were originally raised by your stepmother.

But Feng Ziying said it so solemnly, and using such a powerful first fire as the inaugural issue of "Internal Reference" to burn it still made Qiao Yingjia somewhat vigilant.

Feng Ziying is not a casual person.

In the past two or three years, Qiao Yingjia has deeply felt that the influence of his protégé has grown by leaps and bounds, and in a sense, he has benefited a lot from it, and this is based on the other party's quite accurate and forward-looking judgments and opinions.

Of course, the situation this time is slightly different, I don't understand the things in military affairs, and Qi Yongtai doesn't understand it very well, and they have never intervened in these situations in the past few years, so they are not willing to interfere easily.

This is no small matter, and meddling means taking responsibility.

"Ziying, this is a big matter, you write such an article on this "Internal Reference", for the division I believe that the Ministry of War, the Cabinet and the emperor should be able to see it, they will definitely arrange someone to investigate, I will propose to arrange competent candidates to participate in the Metropolitan Procuratorate at that time,......, I am afraid that the division can only do this, you and the Long Forbidden Lieutenant also have some to do with it, you should know that in the Nine Border Army, in addition to the guards and generals, the Metropolitan Procuratorate can still supervise, and other ordinary military affairs have always been in charge of the Long Forbidden Lieutenant ,......"

Qiao Yingjia's answer made Feng Ziying a little disappointed, but he also knew that this was probably the best news he could get.

It is impossible for Qiao Yingjia to intervene because of this article, which is neither in line with the rules nor reasonable.

And as he said, the spy surveillance of the important task in the army is either the dragon forbidden lieutenant or the inner servant of the supervising army.

However, in a non-wartime state, the prison army is basically not sent now, and Emperor Yonglong has been more cautious in this regard after his accession to the throne.

It's not that the Metropolitan Procuratorate doesn't have this ability, the Supervision Power of the Metropolitan Procuratorate is more focused on the senior generals of each town, such as the chief soldier of the town like Daddy and the governor like Wang Ziteng.

A garrison like You Shigong is not qualified, but after he becomes a general, he can be included in the sight, of course, the main thing is that the Metropolitan Procuratorate has no energy, if the Metropolitan Procuratorate wants to intervene, there is no problem, the key is that you have a reason to have energy.

A province is so many supervising imperial histories, involving such a wide range of areas, and it is a patrol mode, how can there be nothing to stare at those martial artists on the side? Aren't the officials and gentlemen of the three divisions plus the prefectures and counties fragrant?

Qiao Yingjia can agree to arrange a competent supervision of the imperial history to intervene in this matter, even if it is quite important, after all, he is not the imperial history of the left capital, and there are still a few people in between, Feng Ziying estimates that with Shen's consistent withdrawal from the political arena, the officials from the cabinet to the six ministries and nine secretaries may usher in a wave of major adjustments, and it is not easy to say whether Qiao Yingjia will continue to be in the Metropolitan Procuratorate or transfer to others.

But even if he stays in the Metropolitan Procuratorate, Feng Ziying estimates that Qiao Yingjia should also have a good promotion, after all, last year's "harvesting" operation in Zhejiang was quite sacred.

Some of them rode horses on Chang'an Street, Feng Ziying didn't like to walk much during this time, and she didn't like to ride in a car.

The weather was getting colder and colder, but Feng Ziying felt that riding a horse in the face of the cold wind could make the head that had been warming up in Qiao Yingjia's mansion before.

It seems that the historical inertia is still quite huge, and it is not something that can be reversed and changed by any traveler.

In fact, Feng Ziying can also guess that sooner or later something will happen to the three sides, and according to what her father described in the letter, no accident is a new thing.

If Yulin Town is not his father who has changed history, it is estimated that the probability of an accident in Yulin Town is also very high, all in all, it depends on where the Mars falls.

Thinking of this, Feng Ziying turned the horse's head and went straight to the back street of the brocade guard.

When he came out of Zhang Jin, it was dark, and he tightened the cloak on his body, Feng Ziying clamped the horse's belly, rode the horse to speed up, and hurried home.

As expected, the news Zhang Jin got from him was not satisfactory.

The strength of Long Banwei in the two towns of Gansu and Ningxia has shrunk sharply in the past two years, mainly because of the dispute between the commander and the commander Tongzhi, and the people below have begun to stand in line, so the strength in the remote areas has naturally shrunk back, like the Shaanxi side is not the main one, so it has been greatly reduced.

This made Feng Ziying feel that something was going to happen, and if she didn't get it right, something big would happen.

For a while, he was also a little at a loss, and he couldn't think of a better way to deal with it.

I have already done everything I can do, and my father has reminded him as much as possible, so I can't write directly to him and tell him that I have crossed over, and something is going to happen to Ningxia Town, right? Besides, Dad should have made some preparations, but to what extent he could do it, Feng Ziying couldn't intervene.

Directly to the emperor? It's even more unlikely, that's ridiculous.

Thinking of this, Feng Ziying was also a little depressed, knowing that something was going to happen, but he couldn't change it, this feeling of helplessness really made it a little difficult for him to accept after coming to this time and space.

This not-so-good mood lasted until I got home.

After meeting my mother and aunt, I was finally able to return to my own courtyard.

The warmth that came to his face, there were already Yunshang who put on soft shoes for himself, the earth dragon burned extremely hot, and the soup woman covered her hands, the musk coal in the lavender cage under the dining table was steaming, Yu Chu'er tiptoed to take off the cloak for herself and hang it, Xiangling handed over a cup of red date and ginger soup, and after a bite, the whole body could be warm.

Seeing that under the light, Jin Chu'er, who was as white as ancient jade porcelain, was only wearing a plain dress than a nail, and the sixteen-year-old girl's chest was already quite large, her beautiful eyes were looking forward to it, and she said in a manly voice: "Master, first come to the hot *** maid for you to press and press to relieve fatigue, rest and then eat." ”