"who?"
Dong Sheng was leaning on the desk reading a book when he suddenly heard a knock on the door and quickly sat upright.
"I am Choi Eul."
Dong Sheng then remembered the conversation with him yesterday, and immediately strode forward to open the door and invited him to sit inside.
"What is this so-called 'life and death plan' you are talking about?" Dong Sheng looked into his eyes steadily and asked.
"Let's talk about this topic slowly, don't be in a hurry." Cui Yi took out a bottle of wine and placed it heavily on the table, "Come on, let's have a few drinks to warm up in such a cold day. "
"Where did the wine come from?" Dong Sheng's expression suddenly changed and he asked seriously.
"Hey, come on," Cui Yi waved his hand and sneered, opening the mouth of the bottle, "Why are you trying to put on official airs with me? You still have something to show for it. Get the cup quickly."
Dong Sheng showed displeasure and still stood there. Cui Yi had no choice but to smile and explain: "You see, you are serious. Just don't worry, I bought this wine from somewhere else. Everyone here is the same as you." No interference.”
After Dong Sheng heard this, he hesitantly brought him a wooden cup, and the two of them poured wine and drank.
When the wine was getting thicker, Cui Yi saw that his face was already slightly drunk, so he took the opportunity to speak: "Yesterday, when Mr. Ye said that he wanted to let Ren Minghui shine, why didn't you advise him?"
Dong Sheng shook his head: "Why should I care about the personal grudge between you and Brother Chunji?"
Cui Yi said: "Yes, I admit it, it is just a personal grudge. But you have to think about it. I am now responsible for contacting Zeng Liang. If he confesses someone and reveals some details, will I report it or not?"
"It goes without saying! Of course I have to make it clear." Dong Sheng took another sip of wine and answered simply and neatly.
"Then you are wrong," Cui Yi knocked on the table and said, "Even if I can treat him with fairness, can Ming Huiguang really treat me with fairness? He will definitely be on guard in every possible way, fearing that I will intentionally harm him or deceive him. , how can you believe what I say? As the saying goes, don’t trust those who trust, and trust those who employ. If the two of us perform our own duties, it will ruin the great event. It’s better to stand on Cui’s side and help me seize his power, so that everyone with great power will be ruined. If it is in my own hands, it will be much easier to do things in the future."
Dong Sheng finally nodded and asked cautiously: "Then...how can I help?"
Cui Yi flicked his sleeves: "I don't want to involve you. I just need to write a letter to express my attitude. After all, those pro-soldiers are always under your control. Regarding their problems, your words have the most weight. Furthermore, you still hold the title of War Officer, and you still have prestige in the Ministry of War, so no one dares to make irresponsible remarks to you."
Dong Sheng pondered for a long time, and finally raised his wine glass and touched it gently with him: "I agreed. But it's not very convenient now. I will bring it to you when you leave."
Ye Yongjia did not want to be idle here. On that day, he visited various camps, went out to patrol the customs, and even checked the accounts in person, without leaving any omissions. After checking everything, it was already dark. When he returned to the house, he felt a little dizzy and swollen, but he didn't pay much attention. He picked up the lamp, wrote a memorial, and fell asleep.
Early tomorrow morning, Ye Yongjia's headache not only did not get better, but became worse, and his body became limp and weak. Only then did he know that he had contracted the wind and cold. When Dong Sheng heard about it, he immediately sent a military doctor to diagnose and treat him, and prescribed some supplementary medicine for him to take, but the effect was not seen for a long time. Dong Sheng had no choice but to say to Cui Yi: "The weather here is bad and there is a lack of good doctors, so it is really not suitable for recuperation. Please take Mr. Ye back to Beijing for treatment in case of accidents."
Cui Yi obeyed his wishes, hurriedly asked his servants to carry the sedan and set off, saying goodbye in a hurry. On the way, Ye Yongjia's stomach hurt again and he couldn't swallow his food. He was also tortured to the point of vomiting and his face turned pale. The team had to rest and walk half way. They arrived in the capital on the fourth day and returned to Ye Mansion in a hurry.
"Sister!" Cui Yi held Ye Yongjia up and walked up to the hall panting, "Help me quickly!"
Mrs. Cui was shocked when she saw it, and hurriedly supported the other side of his body, helped him to the bed, and settled him down.
"Miss Cui..." Ye Yongjia opened his eyelids slightly and shouted as if he was dreaming.
Mrs. Cui lay beside the bed and cried: "I advised you not to go to the border before, but you refused to listen; now you have really suffered a serious illness, which makes people worried for nothing!"
Ye Yongjia turned his head and raised a bleak smile at the corner of his mouth: "I made the decision on my own, just let me bear the blame. Miss Cui, you don't have to blame yourself..."
After that, he looked at Cui Yi again: "He Xun, I have no control over the affairs of the court recently. Could you please make a trip and convey those words to Ming Shen for me? Remember, this is not the time to fight for power and gain. Be united.”
"Yes... Then sister, you can take care of your brother-in-law here alone. I'll take my leave."
Cui Yi went straight into the palace, but he did not intend to obey Ye Yongjia's instructions completely, so he went to the Yamen of the Ministry of War first, told everyone the details, and asked Wan Yuzhi to compile a book and deliver it to Ming Huiguang, which wrote:
Lord Ye has returned to Beijing with Chief Cui. He has heard about the proposal to disband the new army and wants to fight for it. However, this matter is extremely difficult and requires one person to take charge, but no one has yet been chosen. Please come to discuss the matter together with members of the Ministry of Punishment. '
After Minghui read it, he didn't feel confused and asked the little official who was sent here: "This letter from Master Wan is strange. The emperor has already discussed this matter with the provincial government. As a provincial minister, I should shoulder the responsibility. I should also use it." What are you discussing?"
The clerk grumbled and didn't answer, but Hui Guang pressed him and asked, "Is there anyone around Master Wan? Did Lord Ye order him to write it?"
"Yes, it's Cui Hexun," the clerk said truthfully, "Master Ye is sick and has not left home."
Minghui Guangdun glared with a pair of angry eyes and threw the document to the ground: "How dare this guy commit fraud! I am involved in politics in the province, and the success or failure of this matter depends on my hands. Why should I go to the Ministry of War? He is a subordinate , it’s his turn to come to the Punishment Department! Tell Cui Yi that I won’t go until Mr. Ye recovers from his illness!”
The clerk remained calm, picked up the scattered documents on the ground, and persuaded: "The matter of the new army is urgent, how can we delay it just because of personal grudges! Moreover, Chief Cui has no other thoughts, just for fairness."
"You are so presumptuous, you dare to speak for him!" Minghui stood up proudly and raised his hand, as if to issue an order to expel the guest.
The secretary said: "Sir, please think about it carefully. Chief Cui is thinking about you. Who among us New Dealers doesn't know about the grudges between the two of you? The Ministry of Punishment is your territory. Discussions here will inevitably lead to There is a suspicion of coercion, and it is true; if you go to the Ministry of War and be recommended by others in public, you will be able to convince the public, and you will be able to clear up the past suspicions, isn't it a good thing?"
Ming Huiguang's eyebrows gradually flattened, and he thought to himself: 'I usually have good friendships with Wan Yuzhi and others, and I have a good reputation in this matter. Cui Yi will definitely not be able to compete with me. ’ So he became friendly, stroked his clothes and said, “I didn’t expect Cui Yi to be a good person for once. I’ll go with you.”
