Chapter Twenty-Three: Prelude to the Imperial Meeting
Of course, a strike can paralyze the household department, shake the imperial court, and make the imperial court have to intervene to solve the crisis. But it also means that the imperial court may be angry and directly purge the household officials. Although Chen Gaowen and other officials are deeply rooted, it seems that the odds are very good. But such a big move is a way to hurt others and oneself after all, and both sides lose.
At this time, Wang Zhengzhi, who had been fed by Fei Jizong, Chen Gaowen and other officials for several years, was particularly useful.
If Wang Zhengzhi finally came forward to deal with it, everything seemed to be still under the control of the imperial court, and it would not cause much shock. And the household officials used the strike as a means to trigger but not provoke, and they also had enough lethality to deal with Fu Shuxun.
At this time, it was Wang Zhengzhi who was fighting with Fu Shuxun.
This is also Wang Zhengzhi's position in this game.
"Five hundred thousand taels...... What a big deal! Buy me a pawn, do it, or don't you do it? ”
Suddenly......
Wang Zhengzhi thought of a minister with a good appearance and the expectation of the court. This person is Zhou Yanru, the first assistant of the current dynasty.
Wang Zhengzhi was born in Beizhili and is a native of Jinghai, Hejian Prefecture. Although he was born in Jinshi, he is a scholar of the Eight Classics. But he is not a native of Donglinzhong, although he is in a high position in the court, he has been squeezed out of the inner circle of power. And all this, the people who were in power in the Gaine dynasty were already the people of the southerners and Donglin.
If his background is not right, it is naturally extremely difficult for Wang Zhengzhi to squeeze into Donglin's circle further.
Moreover, Zhou Yanru is a person from Donglin, and some of the entrainments are usable people. I have repeatedly posted it to seek acceptance, but every time it is the result of being very moved and refusing. This made Wang Zhengzhi's heart angry, and he gritted his teeth every time he thought of this.
Now that he has such an opportunity, how can Wang Zhengzhi remain indifferent?
Because...... Once it is done, what Wang Zhengzhi is holding in his hand is a whole household!
Ignore me today, and ...... tomorrow I'm going to make you regret it!
"Hmph, without you Zhou Yanru, no one in the cabinet will appreciate me anymore?"
Thinking of this, Wang Zhengzhi's heart was hot with revenge and slapped his face, and he shouted: "Come on, grind ink!" ”
Suddenly, Wang Zhengzhi broke off and said, "That's it, I'll go myself, master!" Come on, prepare a sedan chair! ”
Outside the gate of the palace, after seeing Wang Zhengzhi's sedan chair being carried out of the small gate with a roar, Chen Gaowen laughed softly: "The big war, this has just begun." ”
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In the Qianqing Palace, Chongzhen frowned, thinking hard, and his mind was full of the recitals of the defeat of Liaodong. The pen rattled down on the blank paper, and then crossed it out again
For a while, there was silence in the Qianqing Palace, and only Chongzhen was left to mention the pen.
When the reply was written, the sound of the brush on the paper was quite soothing. But when Chongzhen was not satisfied, and twisted his eyebrows and crossed them out hard, an unpleasant and harsh sound came from the paper, which made Chen Xinjia's whole heart and liver rise, and he became nervous in vain.
In this way, Chen Xinjia's eyes and nose look at his nose, and his nose looks at his heart, and he is more silent.
Of course, Chen Xinjia knew what Chongzhen was worried about.
Liaodong was defeated, and several years of operation were burned, and the internal invaders were even more worried, eroding the Central Plains. This made Chongzhen very bored.
What made Chen Xinjia even more worried was the weakness of the center, even if it was just a simple headache and foot pain, he couldn't do it.
In the face of the defeat in Liaodong, the countermeasure given by the military department was to gather the remnants of the army, defend the Shanhaiguan, rectify the Yanshan border city pass, and then loot the soldiers who could fight in the Beijing camp, and envelop Zuo Liangyu's troops to the north, and slowly dispatch the Shizhu Tusi Qin Liangyu's troops and the Guangxi wolf soldiers to the north.
When a defeated army is defeated and a reinforcement is dispatched, the most important consideration is, of course, to be able to fight. In this regard, the most reliable is Qin Liangyu's soldiers and horses, followed by Guangxi wolf soldiers.
However, Sichuan is thousands of miles away, and Guangxi is even more than 3,000 miles away.
Although Zuo Liangyu's troops were available, everyone knew that his soldiers were dealing with Zhang Xianzhong's soldiers and horses.
Therefore, when it comes to the soldiers who can be used and the soldiers who can solve the current situation, the Beijing camp is naturally the first to be recommended.
Governor Jingying Rongzheng Li Guozhen is a good-mouthed nobleman, hereditary Xiangcheng Bo, his father Li Shouqi in the early years of Chongzhen served as the governor of Jingying. Chongzhen has a lot of trust in his father and son, and invests more than 200,000 taels of real money and silver a year, and the annual routine has not diminished at all, which shows Chongzhen's expectations.
It's just that others may not know about the current situation in Beijing, how can Chen Xinjia not know?
Such a central lineage of the main force, Chongzhen has never taken his eyes off from the beginning. The empire has internal troubles and border troubles, and in Chongzhen's eyes, internal troubles are more important than border troubles. In the twelfth year of Chongzhen, when Yang Sichang supervised Xiangyang, the main force of the Beijing camp had been taken to Jingmen, Hubei by Sun Yingyuan, the chief officer of the Beijing camp, and was fighting with Zhang Xianzhong's troops who had surrendered and rebelled.
As for the rest of the Beijing camp that stayed in Beijing, not to mention whether the 200,000 troops were eaten up eighty percent or ninety percent, let's just say that the noble generals who led the troops in the Beijing camp one by one, how many of them could still ride horse-drawn bows?
Let such an army reinforce Liaodong, but I am afraid that I don't even have the courage to go out of the city for a hundred miles.
Therefore, when it comes to the military affairs in Liaodong, Chen Xinjia has never counted the Beijing camp at all. But in any case, Chen Xinjia would not say such a thing. It is even necessary to strive for military spending for the Beijing camp and rectify it a little in order to restore Liaodong. For Chen Xinjia, a faintly terrifying thought lingered in his heart, Liaodong has been eroded like this, if Shanhaiguan is not relied on, wouldn't it be possible for Jiannu's iron hooves to enter the Koujing Division?
By that time...... It will be too late to rectify the Beijing camp.
As for the white pole soldiers, Qin Liangyu is indeed loyal to the country, but he is far away in Sichuan, not to mention the use of supplies along the way, just say that Zhang Xianzhong is chaotic in the southwest, and Qin Liangyu is unable to go north. As for the wolf soldiers, it's just His Majesty's heart......
Chen Xinjia had a clear idea in his heart, but these words could only spin in his heart, and could not relieve Chongzhen's anxiety.
Because......
The more difficult problem is not that there are no solutions.
It's about ...... Not even such a small plan can be done.
As for the reason, it's simple: no money!
If there is no silver, everything will naturally be closed.
Thinking of this, Chen Xinjia's heart was gloomy. Even, under Chen Xinjia's secret speculation, Chongzhen, who has been hit repeatedly, is afraid that he already has the heart to seek peace.
What Chen Xinjia didn't know was that if it weren't for Qin Xia's words of encouragement to Chongzhen, Chongzhen at this moment would have already left the task of seeking peace to Chen Xinjia to arrange.
At this moment, on the golden brick ground of the Qianqing Palace, crisp footsteps sounded one after another.
Chen Xinjia raised his eyebrows slightly, he knew that Wei Zhaocheng, a university scholar, had come with someone from the household department.
Wei Zhaocheng is a member of the cabinet, a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion, once served as a squire of the Ministry of War, and after entering the cabinet, he also led the Ministry of Household Books, and finally because of his mediocre talents, he was unbearable, and under the successive impeachments, he was left with the actual position of a lone scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion.
Although Wei Zhaocheng is a cabinet scholar from the financial department, he is actually down. Why...... Do you go to the temple again today?