Baoding Mansion governs the land of Qingyuan outside the city of ten miles, and receives the official pavilion.

From the official pavilion to the west gate of Qingyuan ten miles of official road, clear water has been sprinkled, on both sides of the road, there are already officers and soldiers standing, will be from the west gate into the city of the people to drive away.

In the official pavilion, surrounded by everyone, two people sat upright, both wearing brocade chicken supplements, it was Li Weijun, the governor in charge of the civil affairs of Zhili, and Fan Shijie, the governor of Shaanxi who returned to Beijing to take up his post.

The two of them chatted a few words while eating tea, and sometimes looked in the direction of the west along the official road.

Inside and outside the reception hall, there are hundreds of local civil and military officials, most of whom are local officials directly under the government, and there are more than a dozen Shaanxi officials. In front of the two top bosses, no one dared to talk to each other, only to stand honestly.

Although it is not yet October, the weather at the end of September is getting colder, the autumn wind is bleak, and the big guys are out of the city early, and they are filled with a belly of wind, which is really uncomfortable.

There were two elderly officials, who could no longer stand, their bodies swayed, and they quietly retreated to the back, leaning on the pavilion to borrow strength, so that they did not lose their temper.

Speaking of which, Li Weijun and Fan Shijie are both descendants of Nian Qianyao, both of whom were officials under Nian Qianyao, and they were both recommended by him before they were promoted to the governor's position.

Moreover, the two also have a personal relationship.

Li Weijun's wife worshipped Fan Shijie's wife as his mother, and the two were godfathers-in-law.

Although the age difference between the two is only ten years old, and now they are of the same grade, one is from a poor family, and the other is the grandson of Fan Wensu, the founder of the country.

Although Li Weijun did not call himself "Fan's aunt", every time he returned to Beijing, he did not forget to go to Fan's mansion to ask for peace.

In the officialdom, it has always been a sedan chair that everyone carries.

Li Weijun was respectful, and Fan Shijie also asked to put down the shelf of the family, and the two families had many contacts.

After all, having a "governor's uncle" is also decent, and his son-in-law is now only a third-class guard. And he himself, a lord, has survived all these years in officialdom, and he is only a governor.

The imperial court has already decreed that the general Nian Qianyao led the meritorious ministers of Qinghai to Beijing to see His Majesty, and the local officials along the way should "welcome and give gifts".

For this, Li Weijun led hundreds of officials out of the city with great fanfare.

Fan Shijie arrived in Beijing first, got the news of Nian Qianyao's imminent arrival, and rushed to Baoding from the capital with Shaanxi officials in Beijing to greet his chief official.

As early as before he was appointed governor of Shaanxi, he was an official in Shaanxi and served as the governor of Shaanxi and Gansu.

Nian Qianyao single-handedly stirred up the Shaanxi officialdom upside down. Fan Shijie was a military attache at the time, and he was not affected, but he watched coldly and saw Nian Qianyao's arrogance and sharpness.

After serving as governor, he had more contact with Nian Qianyao.

Although Nian Qianyao did not scold him as freely as he did with the subordinate officials next to him, Fan Shijie also knew that it was just for the sake of him being a child of the Fan family.

In the Eight Banners Han Army, no one dares or will snub the Fan family.

Although the Fan family is inlaid with yellow flags, without Fan Wensugong's proposal to Emperor Taizong, there would be no Han Army Eight Banners system; Without Fan Wensugong's suggestion to Emperor Shizu, there would have been no Manchu and Han co-governance.

Fan Shijie's contact with Qianyao in the same year has always been respectful and polite.

As a child of a family, he sees people more clearly. An arrogant surname like Nian Qianyao is not only unique to General Nian, he also met similar people in his early years.

The children of the family were born without the help of the family, and they were promoted to the imperial examination and became famous, this is the similarity of those people.

Nian Qianyao is no exception, although he is raised under his mother's name, he is a concubine. The wife she married was also the concubine raised by her mother in Nalan Mansion.

Such a person is most taboo for others to be disrespectful to him.

Although Fan Shijie did not flatter and offer a lot of money like the officials next to him, but because he never forgot the word "respectful", he was quite protective of Nian Qianyao's appetite in the past two years.

This time, he went out of Beijing to greet him with hundreds of salutes, and he made a special trip to add glory to the general.

Fan Shijie is like this, Li Weijun, who is regarded as a confidant by Nian Qianyao, refuses to fall behind, so he welcomes him with great fanfare.

Dust rose in the distance, and the sound of horses' hooves could be heard, and many people cheered.

As an official, how many of them can endure hardships? After standing all morning, everyone felt that their strands trembled, and if they stood any longer, they would not be able to care if they lost their temper in front of Shangguan.

Li Weijun also brought joy, stood up, and said to Fan Shijie, who stood up with him: "Father-in-law, please first." ”

This is the ground of Zhili, in front of the local officials of Zhili, Fan Shijie will not be uninteresting, and stretched out his hand and said: "It's better to go first." ”

Li Weijun refused, the two humbly gave in twice, and a figure had already appeared in the distance, so they walked out of the official pavilion side by side and led everyone out to greet them.

The sound of horses' hooves fell in the ears, making the originally quiet scene a little more solemn.

In front of all the officers and soldiers, it was not a bystander who rode forward, it was General Fuyuan, the governor of Sichuan, Shaanxi and Gansu provinces, and the first-class prince Qianyao, who was ordered to return to Beijing to see His Majesty.

Behind him were more than a dozen generals who had made meritorious contributions in quelling the Qinghai rebellion, and behind the generals were 600 pro-troops under the general's account.

He rode on a horse, looked at the black and oppressive patches in the distance, and his eyes fell on Li Weijun, who was standing in front of everyone, his face did not have the pride and joy of "returning home", but was full of depression and anger.

If his eyes are like knives, Li Weijun already has a few more holes on his body.

Just when Li Weijun watched the horse team approaching, he smiled on his face, took a step, and wanted to step forward to greet him, but Nian Qianyao grabbed the reins of the horse and stopped six or seven zhang away.

When he stopped, the soldiers behind him stopped with him.

Li Weijun was stunned for a moment, turned his head and glanced at Fan Shijie, both of whom were surprised. According to Nian Qianyao's current grade, before riding a horse, he first accepted their salute and then dismounted to return the salute.

Stop at ten zhang, this is to dismount in advance?

General Nian, when has you ever been so humble and polite?

Li Weijun thought that it was for Fan Shijie's sake that Nian Qianyao would be like this; Fan Shijie was thinking, Nian Qianyao is like this, is he giving his confidants dignity in front of the officials in Zhili.

Seemingly, both of them were wrong.

Nian Qianyao grabbed the reins of the horse, but did not mean to get off the horse.

He turned his head sideways and commanded a few words to the people around him, and a young military attache rode forward and said, "Governor Li Weijun of Zhili is here?" ”

Li Weijun was a subordinate of Nian Qianyao in his early years, and he relied on Nian Qianyao, and he knew many people around Nian Qianyao.

The person in front of him, Li Weijun also knew, was the son of Nian Qianyao, and he defected to Nian Qianyao's account.

Watching him ride forward, in front of him, as if he didn't know him, even calling his official position with his name, Li Weijun's heart trembled, and he knew that something was wrong.

After receiving such a scene, the civil and military officials behind him were also confused, and looked at Li Weijun in unison.

Li Weijun only felt that his back was in a cold sweat, his mind was in a mess, he didn't know that he had made a mistake, so he raised his head and said, "Ben Fu is here, dare to ask this adult ......"

The young military attache glanced at him and said coldly: "The general asked, the purple reins and yellow belt are here, why don't you kneel down to greet him, and despise the grace of heaven?" ”

When Li Weijun heard this, he only felt that his brain was "buzzing", and he had a lot of resentment for a while.

But what Nian Qianyao was holding in his hand and tied around his waist was indeed the two royal gifts of "purple reins" and "yellow belts".

Li Weijun squeezed out a little smile and said, "It's rude to Benfu, and he should kneel to greet the general." ”

The young military attache did not leave immediately, and said again: "The general has an order, don't block the official road." ”

When Li Weijun heard this, the smile on his face immediately froze, and he responded after a while.

Fan Shijie was beside him, and he already felt that something was wrong.

Even if Nian Qianyao has something from the emperor, he should not be so big, and he should kneel down to welcome the governor of a province. In front of a provincial official, he instructed Li Weijun in public. It's not so much that he is swaggering, but more like deliberately losing Li Weijun's face.

After all, everyone thinks that Li Weijun is a descendant of Nian Qianyao.

Now, Nian Qianyao's style doesn't look like his own people.

The officials in the back, seeing this change, have already seen many people talking about this matter.

Li Weijun turned his body stiffly, his face was so heavy that he could drip water, and his eyes looked coldly like two loud-voiced officials.

The two of them shuddered, and immediately stopped talking.

Regardless of whether the top boss is the descendant of the young general, it is still a piece of cake if you want to clean them up.

"Let go of the official ......" Li Weijun said slowly: "Separate left and right, kneel to meet the general......"

Before everyone woke up, Li Weijun had already taken a step forward, walked to the left side of the official road, and knelt down on both knees.

At this time, his mind was wooden, and he had forgotten to let Fan Shijie. Even if he was sanity, it was impossible for him to let Fan Shijie kneel first.

Nian Qianyao is on the ground in Zhili, and what he wants is him, the governor of Zhili, to lead the officials of Zhili to kneel to greet him.

Seeing that the governors of this province were all kneeling, those accompanying officials understood the meaning of the order just now, and knelt on both sides of the official road in a daze.

On the field, only Fan Shijie and the dozen or so Shaanxi officials were still standing.

Those officials were also confused by this face, and looked at Fan Shijie.

Looking at the hundreds of iron horsemen in front of him, and then at the more than 100 officials kneeling in front of him, Fan Shijie couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and always felt that something was wrong. Immediately, he only felt a chill all over his body.

He didn't have to look up to know who he was looking at.

Whatever the reason why General Nian was so high-profile, it was disobedience to him that he had ordered people to kneel and greet them, and that others were standing.

Fan Shijie only felt panicked in his heart, lowered his head and moved to the open space on the left side of the official road to kneel.

Seeing him like this, other Shaanxi officials also hulala followed, kneeling behind him.

In front of Nian Qianyao, there was no one.

He raised his chin, snorted coldly, shook the reins in his hand, and rode forward.

Under his control, the horses under the crotch walked extremely steadily.

"Da Da ......"

"Da Da ......"

It took a quarter of an hour for the sound of horses' hooves to move from far to near, and then gradually to ...... the household, the yamen.

Cao Hao's brows were wrinkled, unlucky, how could he have his own name among the ministers of civil and military affairs who welcomed the New Year, and the momentum of the general ...... * Nian, Xiao Jiu's face was red and his neck was thick, and he changed several ways of appearing, so that he was in a gloomy mood.

(To be continued)