Zhongyongbo Mansion.
Jiang Wulang stood upright next to Luo Fengtang, with a solemn expression.
"Okay, Wu Lang, this is not a military camp, so there is no need to be so vigilant." Luo Fengtang raised his finger and pointed at the carved stool opposite: "Come, sit down first, I want to tell you something."
"Yes, General."
Jiang Wulang still answered sternly. He was sitting on the stool, his body was straight, and his clothes were neatly trimmed without any wrinkles.ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм
"I heard that you have found a wife in the capital? When can I drink your wedding wine?" Luo Fengtang picked up the teacup in his hand and took a sip of tea. This was specially brewed by Yang Ruoqing to remove greasiness. Cleanse the intestines and stomach.
Jiang Wulang's face turned red, and he felt like he didn't know where to move his hands and feet.
"General, I just happened to meet and you have also met General, Miss Han Feiyu. He and I are in love, and I hope that the general will make it happen." Jiang Wulang said sincerely.
"This is a good thing. You have to treat others well." Luo Fengtang said with a hearty smile.
"However, you'd better not make this matter public recently. Only a few of us know about it. Because of me, you went to the Ministry of War. The reason for not making it public is to protect Miss Han Feiyu." Luo Fengtang changed the topic and said seriously.
"Should I go to the Ministry of War? General, I'm not the material to be an official." Jiang Wulang was shocked. He changed his mind. If he went to the imperial court to be an official, he wouldn't be able to go to the battlefield. He still liked the iron-blooded fighting spirit. career.
"You are so ignorant. Fighting is not just about fighting the enemy with swords and guns. The dangers in the court are no less than on the battlefield. You need to shoulder this responsibility. If you don't shoulder it, who will."
Luo Fengtang stood up, strode to Jiang Wulang, and put his palm on his shoulder.
Jiang Wulang's heart felt hot. He knew that this was Luo Fengtang's favor, and he placed an important burden on him.
He has studied with Luo Fengtang and Bai Wulang for several years, and he is naturally aware of the risks of court battles. If an army wants to win, it must not only work together and fight to the death to kill the enemy, but also must not be restrained by the court. , in history, many armies that were still victorious outside were stumbled by the people behind them in the court, and were finally defeated like mountains and rivers of blood flowed.
Such a tragedy cannot happen to them.
"Okay, I'll go to the Ministry of War."
"General, what position do I hold?"
"The right minister of the Ministry of War, from the second rank." Luo Fengtang said.
Jiang Wulang was surprised: "General, this position is very high." Started
"The Right Minister of the Ministry of War is second only to the Minister of the Ministry of War and the Left Minister of the Ministry of War. This is the third person in the Ministry of War." Luo Fengtang stood up, put his hands behind his back, looked into the distance and said: "I will leave this matter to you. It just so happens that you If we want to settle down in the capital and have a career in the capital, if you control the Ministry of War, it means that we, the National Guard Army, will not have anyone holding us back in the court."
"Don't worry, general, I will definitely handle this matter well. I will serve as a good official." Jiang Wulang made up his mind.
"Girl Han Feiyu can handle the affairs of the Feiyu Gang on her own. You can concentrate on being the Minister of War. In addition, if you have any problems, just discuss it with Qing'er. She has many ideas." Luo Fengtang explained again.
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After Jiang Wulang received the emperor's reward, he dressed neatly in official uniform, and then stepped forward and entered the Ministry of War.
To be honest, this official uniform is majestic enough, but it is a bit uncomfortable no matter what you wear. Ordinary shorts and trousers are better, as they are convenient for riding horses, boxing, and dancing with guns.
Now that he puts on this official uniform, he can only put himself in a very embarrassing situation.
After entering the Ministry of War, he originally thought he had something to do, but ended up being terribly idle.
However, Jiang Wulang was originally a little bit restless and didn't know where to start with the clues. Now it's better. Since he can't find any clues, let's just wait and talk. Don't worry too much.
But after a few days of such a salty life, he felt a little unsatisfied.
Now that he has come to be an official, Jiang Wulang has already arrived at the Ministry of War, and other people are busy doing things, walking in and out with wind. Only him, holding a tea cup in his hand, and those who have retired and returned home, have nothing to do. It's too uncomfortable to be like an old man.
He glanced at the doctor, Li Xianlin, who was busy around, and walked over: "Master Li, I see you have a lot going on here. Is there anything I can do?"
Li Xianlin was stunned. It took him a while to realize that Jiang Wulang was talking to him. He hurriedly shook his head and said: "No need, Mr. Jiang. Mr. Shangshu didn't arrange for you to do things. If this is the case, then Mr. Jiang will Wander around and take a look at the scenery in the courtyard. In addition, our Ministry of War has an extremely rich collection of books. If you are interested, you can go and have a look. There are also many martial arts secrets from the private sector."
Jiang Wulang took a careful look at Li Xianlin and didn't know why. His intuition was that Li Xianlin seemed a little afraid of him. What exactly was this? He thought about it and couldn't figure it out. In this case, he didn't want to spend more time with him. After saying something, he simply turned around and left the duty room where he was, and started wandering around.
If we really calculate it carefully, the yamen where the military department is located is not very big. Compared with Zhongyongbo's mansion, it is really only one-third the size.
Therefore, Jiang Wulang did not feel very tired after walking around in a large circle, and even the clothes on his back were only sweating a little. However, when he returned to the vicinity of the duty room of the Ministry of War, as soon as he walked into the courtyard, he felt I heard a loud noise coming into my ears from somewhere in front.
"Master Captains, what are you doing here? Isn't it the same way every year? The lot has been drawn, what else are you dissatisfied with?"
This voice was a bit weak. When Jiang Wulang listened carefully, he could tell that this person's voice was that of the doctor, Li Xianlin. He was actually a civil servant, not familiar with force, and his confidence was a bit lacking.
At this time, in the courtyard, Li Xianlin was a little scared. There were a total of sixteen strong men surrounding his body, surrounding him. As a result, his fair scholar face could not help but turn a little white. The body is trembling slightly.
One of the strong men whose arms were thicker than his thighs frowned and said, "We, the two guards on the left and right of the Eagle Guard, actually got the first round. How can that be okay?"
However, just as his voice stopped, someone said in a cold voice: "Yes, our Flying Eagle Guard is the strongest among the Imperial Guards. Are we going to have to kill each other in the first battle, and let those trash scum succeed in the end?" Prestige? Isn’t this a strange thing?”
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