Gao Xinkui walked into the Ganlu Temple, the Ganlu Temple is the ancient temple of the Yuan Dynasty near Haidian, on a small mountain bag, the scenery is beautiful and quiet, it is a rare place for literati to live in the west of the city, and it is close to the Old Summer Palace, and the transportation is convenient. On this day, Gao Xinkui took care of the affairs of the Shengping Department, asked the people around him, changed into a Tsing Yi hat, shook a paper fan in his hand, looked relaxed, climbed all the way up the mountain slowly, and just followed a boy behind him at will.

Ganlu Temple is in disrepair, there is no other temple of the golden and brilliant incense flourishing appearance, only the creeper quietly climbs the mottled red wall, the mountain gate is also small, to the main hall, the main hall is just enshrined a stone carving of the ancient Buddha of the medicine man, with a smile on his face, holding a glass bottle in his hand, the mouth of the bottle is poured downward. Gao Xinkui didn't worship, went around, stopped a novice and asked a few words, then went around to the mountain house at the back, and buckled a few times towards a room, and an old man came out of it, Xinkui, and hurriedly welcomed in, Gao Xinkui entered the inner room, and saw a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged on the kang, his face couldn't help showing an excited look, and hurriedly stepped forward, the man also hurriedly went to the ground, and the two people held their hands together.

"Bozu!"

"Brother Renqiu!" Gao Xinkui thought of having intersected with each other for more than ten years, but they had not seen each other in the past seven or eight years, and recalled that in the past, playing the piano and drinking to guide the country, so many years have passed, Sumen has been scattered, and the two of them are on their own side, and they can't help but red-eyed, "I haven't seen each other for many years, and my brother is still so suave!" ”

"Old and old," Wang Minyun smiled, and pulled Gao Xinkui to the kang, the old man served tea, Wang Minyun Gao Xinkui's face continued: "It's not as good as Lord Gao, you sing every day, and you often accompany the Queen Mother, this is the person in the middle of the romance." ”

Gao Xinkui's face changed slightly. But then it seems to be nothing, how can this be less? Since he was in charge of the Shengping Bureau, he said that he was a courtier and would only trap the monarch between the strings of song and dance, and some said that he wanted to lead public opinion by using the past to illustrate the present, and he was even more vicious that he had heard it I don't know how many times, saying that he was a bachelor of the North Gate, which was a compliment. Saying that he is "Zhang Yizhi" and the like is really ugly. As far as Wang Minyun's half of the sentence is not painful, how can Gao Xinkui take it to heart, but he just feels that his old friend for many years is a little bored when he still says this. Gao Xinkui smiled slightly and took a sip of tea, "I'm not a serious Huangtang, nor am I a member of the military cabinet." It doesn't hurt to host this singing opera, and it is naturally okay to be more romantic. ”

"Brother Bozu, you, you, now your errand is hundreds of times bigger than singing, this newspaper is in your hand, but the prince of cloth is not as good as the Military Aircraft Department, and it can't compare to a few old men in the cabinet?" Seeing Gao Xinkui, he was unmoved. Wang Minyun no longer deliberately put on a difficult posture, "The news of the world's decrees and comments are all from the hands of the uncle. I see, half of the errands of this Ministry of Rites are entrusted to you. ”

"Brother Renqiu still likes to joke like this, everything I do is instructed by the Queen Mother, and I don't dare to take credit."

Speaking of the Queen Mother, Wang Minyun couldn't help but snort slightly. "Say what she has done, we two brothers, it is rare to meet, although each is his master, but these things. It's a disappointment. Then he fell silent.

"Brother Renqiu, let me ask you, back then, Dong Weng, who held the military plane in his hand, won the trust of the first emperor, and was able to govern in this dynasty as a minister of Tuogu, why did the queen mother tie her hands and not resist as soon as she came down, why is this?"

Wang Minyun opened his eyes, with a look of chagrin in his heart, and after thinking about it for a while, he couldn't help but sneer, "It's nothing more than that the Yehenara clan has soldiers in their hands, if they only rely on the edict of the first emperor, the current foreman military aircraft will not be Prince Gong!" ”

"This is true, but do you know why Dong Weng is so vulnerable, the Xianfeng Dynasty has been in power for many years, and all the enemies have been formed?" Gao Xinkui shook his head, "Originally, I had the same idea as you, but since I arrived at the Queen Mother's side, I didn't know that this was a big mistake after getting along for a long time!" ”

"Oh?" Wang Minyun thought for a while, "Then where did the Yehenara clan win?" ”

"Win because she has never monopolized power," Gao Xinkui said, her eyes were bright, "Most of the affairs of the Military Aircraft Department are handled by Prince Gong and others, except for the affairs of the military department, they don't care much about anything else, and Wu Ren and others can also tolerate it, so that they have a place in the court, everyone has a little power in their hands, so naturally they will not be resentful, Dong Weng, hey, not to mention how many people have offended in the two major cases of the Xianfeng Dynasty, just say that he is in the court, all of them are making enemies, you say such a character, the Queen Mother gave an order, By the hair of the thorn, the wall fell down and everyone pushed it, well, of course it was logical. ”

"Furthermore, the Queen Mother's affairs, you see, will never do the matter of demolishing the east wall and making up the west wall, the six books are full, then build a new ministry, do you know why Prince Gong does not oppose the establishment of the Ministry of Communications, but has a slight complaint about building the railway? That's because even if the Manshang Book is given to Mu Yang'a, aren't the servants and waiters at the bottom all to be elected by the court? The people in the court are all Westerners. In this way, many official positions are divided, even if Prince Gong opposes it, this subordinate will not be willing. This is a conspiracy, even if it is all, the word is current, and no one can refuse. Gao Xinkui's eyes lit up, "I look at the Queen Mother's methods, I like to use yang schemes, and I like to magnify things, so that there will be more people who share the profits, and I will naturally obey the will of the Queen Mother, Brother Renqiu, I will whisper to you, the Queen Mother thinks that the foundation of Xinjiang is unstable, and the people's hearts are fluctuating, and she intends to set up a new governor or governor in Xinjiang and add generals, then do you know that in this way, there are many more red tops!" ”

Wang Minyun had been helping to take care of political affairs in Sushun Mansion before, and when he arrived in Zuo Zongtang's shogunate, he was also doing an errand to contact governors from all over the country to find out the news in Beijing, so he was naturally not a rookie in political affairs, but when he heard Gao Xinkui's words, his body couldn't help but be shocked, "Since General Jinzhou, there is going to be a new governor?" This courage and this means are indeed women who do not let their eyebrows go. Wang Minyun muttered to himself, Gao Xinkui didn't interject, just drank tea, the Chen color around the room, waiting for the handwriting on a pair of calligraphy and paintings, his heart moved, and he smiled at Wang Minyun: "Brother Renqiu, you are also in the Zuo Governor's Curtain, and you know whether what the younger brother said is true or false." ”

"Then as far as you know, isn't this Queen Mother's curtain without shortcomings?" Wang Minyun asked rhetorically. (To be continued......)