"Wen Tiren?"

At first glance, when he heard this name, Yang Feng was stunned for a moment, and looked at Wen Tiren with strange eyes for a while, and Wen Tiren, who looked directly, felt a little furious in his heart, and then asked again: "You are Wen Changqing, who has just been promoted to the secretary of the Ministry of Rites?" ”

To tell the truth, Yang Feng's question was very polite, if he met an official with a bad temper, he would definitely come back, after all, no matter what people say, they are also the second grade of the Ministry of Rites, and they still have to have a temper.

However, the strange thing is that Wen Tiren did not get angry, but arched his hand to Yang Feng and said: "What Jiang Ninghou said is right, the lower official is Wen Tiren, who has just been promoted from the right attendant of the Ministry of Rites to the secretary of the Ministry of Rites. ”

Scratching his chin, Yang Feng asked with some curiosity, "What about the original Meng Shaoyu?" ”

Wen Tiren still replied unhurriedly: "Lord Meng returned to his hometown last month, and the lower official replaced Lord Meng as the secretary of the Ministry of Rites. This time, I also came to Taiwan on the orders of His Majesty to discuss with the Marquis of Jiang Ning, and I hope that the Marquis of Jiang Ninghou will give priority to state affairs and not worry about the lower officials and the people who receive them. ”

Looking at Wen Tiren, who was talking to him in a calm and unhurried tone, Yang Feng's evaluation of Wen Tiren in his heart had increased by a level.

Later generations did not have a high evaluation of Wen Tiren, and some people thought that he only knew right and wrong all day long, and was a traitor who misled the country and the people, or was a sleek, deep city, and scheming, especially good at political speculation.

But judging from the situation in front of him, this guy speaks calmly, politely and politely, and has more grace and courage than most of the people Yang Feng has come into contact with in modern society.

Of course, it may also be related to Yang Feng's experience.

As the saying goes, things gather people by like, and people are divided into groups, almost all of the people Yang Feng came into contact with before coming to the time and space of the Ming Dynasty were from the bottom of the society or ordinary people, and even after his career, most of the time was in the time and space of the Ming Dynasty, and there were few opportunities to deal with the elite tasks of modern society.

And Wen Tiren is now also a scholar of the Ministry of Rites, and in modern society, it is a collection of the Minister of the Central Propaganda Department and the Minister of Foreign Affairs, Education, and Culture, how can such a high-ranking official be a pure straw bag.

After a haha, Yang Feng made a gesture of please, "That's not Benhou's, Lord Wen, Gonggong Cao, please." ”

When everyone entered the tent and saw that the tent was full of generals, Cao Dazhong sighed, "Master Hou, it seems that I can't wait for the time, why don't we go out first and come over after you have a discussion?" ”

Yang Feng was not so polite to Cao Dazhong, only to see him laugh and scold, "Come on, Ben Hou didn't believe that you didn't know that Ben Hou was discussing before you came in, is it interesting to say this kind of thing now?" ”

Gonggong Cao wanted to tell Yang Feng loudly, do you know that you will have no friends if you do this, but after thinking about it, people have this temper, otherwise they would not have offended the entire Manchu Dynasty except for chatting with a few people.

Qian Qianyi, who was following behind Cao Dazhong, secretly sneered in his heart, "Wufu is vulgar, with his stinky temper, it is no wonder that few people in the Manchu Dynasty are compatible with him." ”

Wen Tiren stroked his beard with his hands, and a hint of discoloration flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After entering the tent, Yang Feng first asked the generals to disband, and then asked Wen Tiren, Cao Dazhong and others to sit down.

After the family brought the tea, he said lightly to everyone: "Now which of you will tell Ben Hou, what happened?" Since the Imperial Horse Supervisor, the Admiral Eunuch, and the Ministry of Rites Shangshu have come to the city of Relanza together, you must know that there is a war going on here.

Bullets rain, lead slingshot crossbow doesn't have eyes, if you accidentally die here, don't blame Benhou. ”

Listening to Yang Feng's half-joking and half-threatening words, Qian Qianyi's body couldn't help but tremble, and his eyes couldn't help but look around, for fear that someone would suddenly come out from the side.

Cao Dazhong laughed rattling, "Master Hou, don't scare people, don't others know that our family doesn't know?" If there are still people in this camp who can hurt a few people in our family, the Jiangning Army is not worthy of being called the strongest army of the Ming Dynasty. ”

Yang Feng glanced at Cao Dazhong and took a sip of tea.

Cao Dazhong smiled but didn't speak, the envoy of this trip originally didn't need him, the imperial horse eunuch, to come in person, but Zhu Youxiao took into account Yang Feng's popularity and temper in the imperial court, for fear that he would not sell Wen Tiren and Qian Qianyi's account, so he specially brought Cao Dazhong, an acquaintance, to act as a lubricant.

Seeing that he couldn't get to the point, Qian Qianyi was a little anxious, and when he swept his eyes to Wen Tiren, he found that his top boss was drinking this teacup with a taste, as if he was not drinking ordinary tea but some kind of elixir and jade liquid.

Qian Qianyi, who was a little anxious, said: "Marquis Jiang Ning, this official ...... this time"

"Presumptuous!"

Before Qian Qianyi's words could be finished, he was interrupted by Yang Feng.

I saw him shouting with a cold face: "Qian Qianyi, you are just a mere third-grade servant, and you dare to call yourself an official in front of Ben Hou, who gave you the courage?" Or have you read all these years of books in the belly of a dog? ”

Qian Qianyi was stunned for a moment, and then he was furious, pointing at Yang Feng and scolding.

"That's it!"

At this time, Wen Tiren finally put down the teacup and said lightly: "Accept it, but you are rude this time." He also did not apologize to Jiang Ninghou. ”

"Me!"

Qian Qianyi only felt a nameless fire surging up in his head, his face turned red, and for a while, new hatreds and old hatreds were used in his heart. It can be said that whether it is the persecution of the Donglin Party, or the death of Gao Panlong and Huang Liji, it is inseparable from Yang Feng.

As the backbone of the Donglin Party and Gao Panlong's friend, the most important thing he should do at this time is to take out a knife and stab Yang Feng dozens of times, but he can't raise this courage no matter what. I trembled for a while, but I couldn't say a word.

Yang Feng's face was expressionless, and a sneer appeared in his eyes.

For Wen Tiren, there may still be controversy in the history books.

But there is no doubt that Qian Qianyi's evaluation of him in later generations is one-sided, after the Qing soldiers entered the city, his concubine Liu Ru pulled to throw himself into the river together, but he was pulled back by the strange excuse that the water was too cold, which shows that he is a person.

For such a person, Yang Feng is good if he doesn't step on him, where will he give him a good look.

After struggling in his heart for a long time, Qian Qianyi finally said with a humiliated face: "Master Hou, it's the lower official who is rude, I hope you Haihan." ”

"That's it!" Yang Feng waved his hand indifferently like a fly, "I never have any high expectations for you, as long as you don't be unreasonable to Benhou." Okay, what's going on, just tell me. ”

Listening to Yang Feng's disgusting words, Qian Qianyi felt as uncomfortable as eating dog shit.

Wen Tiren spoke at this time, "Master Hou, the lower officials and others came to tell you on the emperor's dictation, I'm afraid you will have to temporarily withdraw from the army." ”

"What...... Retirement? You're not mistaken, right? ”

Yang Feng almost jumped.