Feng Ziying received a letter from her father.
Feng Tang was worried that there might be trouble in Ningxia Town. The inside story he was talking about was somewhat close to Feng Ziying’s impression of the Battle of Ningxia, one of the three major campaigns of Wanli. He didn’t have much impression of the Battle of Ningxia. He only knew that it was a battle to trap the Tatars. Everyone was involved in the rebellion, and the Ming Dynasty finally spent huge sums of money to suppress it.
When she came to this time and space, Feng Ziying also made some research. Except that the Imjin Japanese Rebellion happened according to the timeline, the other two major signs did not seem to have appeared.
This shows that the emergence of the Zhou Dynasty still changed some history, but if some history continues to develop to a certain suitable state with the evolution of the social environment, I am afraid it will continue to be performed.
Therefore, Feng Ziying extremely doubted that the fleeing soldiers in Ningxia Town would turn into the Ningxia Campaign of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
The problem is that my father is the chief military officer of Yulin Town, not the chief military officer of Ningxia Town. He has no control over the affairs of Ningxia Town, but once a rebellion breaks out in Ningxia Town, he may still be affected and implicated. It's just so sad.
Wang Yingxiong's words reminded Feng Ziying that there seemed to be a rebellion that had not yet broken out in the southwest, but it was important not to break out here, because then the Zhou Dynasty would really be a bit overwhelmed.
I had just acquired the status of a concubine, and I was about to reach the peak of my life. As a result, rebellions broke out one after another, and the Great Zhou Dynasty collapsed in a short time, which was really not worth it.
So he wanted to remind Wang Yingxiong and Zheng Chongjian that observing politics is an internship in itself. They won't do too many practical things for the time being, so they have enough time and energy to keep an eye on this matter.
Feng Ziying's words were taken seriously by several people, especially Wang Yingxiong and Zheng Chongjian. Firstly, Feng Ziying's words were true. Secondly, Feng's father served as the commander-in-chief of Yulin and was close to Ningxia Town. He must have some understanding of the situation in Ningxia Town. If he could use it, If you perform something during this opportunity to watch the government, it will undoubtedly be of great benefit to the appointment after the watch is over.
The Jinshi of the Great Zhou Dynasty also followed the Ming system. The Jinshi who ranked higher among the second-class Jinshi generally had a period of observing government for half a year to one year, while the second-class Jinshi or the third-class Jinshi had a period of watching the government for more than one year or even two years. Years have passed, and the order of appointment will also depend on the ranking. Of course, if you perform well during the period of observing politics, it will also affect the future appointment.
Wang Yingxiong and Zheng Chongjian are both top three Jinshi. If their performance during the administration period is mediocre, their future career prospects will definitely not be good, so they also hope to have such an opportunity to prove themselves.
After the dinner, Wang Yingxiong and Zheng Chongjian both took the initiative to stay.
"Ziying, what you said before about the situation in Ningxia Town is really true. Has it deteriorated to that extent?" Zheng Chongjian is from Shanxi. He is naturally aware of some of the situation in Jiubian. Now he is about to go to the Ministry of War to observe the government, so he is also paying close attention to this situation. .
"Dazhang, the Ministry of War's Staff Department should also have some information. I'm afraid that the doctors and officials in the Ministry of War may not take it seriously, or think it's alarmist, or think it's a cliché. It's true that this kind of soldier's escape is not a problem. It’s nothing new, and it’s common for people to make false reports and exaggerate, but this time I heard what my father said in his heart, it’s still a little different, and there will be trouble if it doesn’t happen, and it will happen in the next two years.”
Feng Ziying had to tighten her words. Zheng Chongjian and Wang Yingxiong would only watch the government for two years at most. If the words were not serious, trouble might happen in a few years, so they might not be so concerned about it.
"Fei Xiong, you mentioned Bozhou and Yongning just now. A relative of mine has just returned from Guizhou and said that the situation there is very tense. The local mountain people often conflict with the local officials and are not convinced by Wang Hua. The chieftain was still instigating trouble behind the scenes, and there were many small-scale disturbances, but they were suppressed by the local government and refused to be reported, so the court was not very clear about it..."
This is what Feng Ziying was boasting about, but Feng Ziying has no memory of which of the two rebellions broke out first in his previous life, and even if he can remember it, it may not happen according to the original timeline in this life, so he can only choose both sides. Place your bet.
"Ziying, what is the basis for your judgment that there may be trouble?" Wang Yingxiong is not as easy to fool as Zheng Chongjian. In Ningxia, it can be said that Feng Ziying's father has inside information, but it is too exaggerated for a relative in the southwest to make such a judgment passing by. .
"Feixiong, you must have some basis, then there is no way to say it. You are also from there, so you should know the situation. Any seemingly big chance is inevitably accumulated slowly by countless small ones, but the small ones must be accumulated slowly. It is inevitable that the more you accumulate, such a big accident is actually inevitable." Feng Ziying gave the other party a very philosophical reply, and then patted the other party on the shoulder: "Fei Xiong, you and Da Zhang just stare at these two sides, I I believe there will definitely be gains.”
Wang Yingxiong met Feng Ziying's gaze and saw affirmation and determination. He finally nodded. It was because Feng Ziying had impressed everyone so much with the ultimate plan in the past two years.
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When he returned to his house in a somewhat drunken state of mind, he saw a group of people making noise around the door of his house from a distance.
Feng Ziying discovered that the Feng Mansion had not been quiet since he selected Shujishi and his uncle as Hulun Hou.
There were many visitors coming to visit every day, sending messages and greetings, which made him extremely annoyed.
But my father is not in Beijing, so he still has to deal with these posts and people. Although my mother is here for many things, she can only play a role in discussion. Fortunately, I can still tell them by letter that my father is gone. Just dodge, otherwise it will be even more trouble.
Today, I don’t know whose family came to my house and how to make trouble. When the carriage was stable, I saw that it was Liu Xianglian and Xue Pan.
I saw Liu Xianglian stepping on Xue Pan's face with one foot, his face full of anger, but Xue Pan was lying on the ground like a vicious dog grabbing shit, but his face was pressed to the ground sideways, while shouting: "My uncle was originally here to invite Dalang Feng to a banquet. Have you ever lied? Why are you so ignorant? If you are really a friend of Dalang Feng, you shouldn't be so reckless!"
"Hmph, how could Ziying have such a dirty friend like you? She's so sneaky and planning evil things, does she really think that she can't kill you?"
Before he finished speaking, the three-foot Longquan Sword made a "swish" sound and was inserted into the gap between the stone slabs on the ground against Xue Pan's cheek.
Xue Pan felt a chill on his face, and a few strands of hair fell to the ground. The sword blade was close to his face, and several strands of hair on his temples were cut off.
This excitement made Xue Pan so horrified that he couldn't help but scream "Ah" at the top of his voice, almost unable to hold back the urge to urinate.
If it weren't for Feng Ziying's perfectly timed voice, he might really have peed his pants.
"Brother Xianglian, keep someone under the sword!"
Of course Feng Ziying knew that no matter how angry Liu Xianglian was, she would not be able to kill people in the street, and this was still in front of her own house.
However, he was still afraid that this elder brother would really do something drastic like cutting off Xue Pan's ears or nose, which would really get out of hand.
Stepping forward, Feng Ziying saw that only a strand of hair fell to the ground. She felt a little relieved, cupped her fists and saluted: "Brother Xianglian, for the sake of my face, don't argue with him. Such fools have always been so reckless and abrupt. I have lost my identity so hard."
Xue Pan, who was still under Liu Xianglian's feet, kept moaning and groaning: "Feng Dalang, I don't want to listen to what you say. You and I are friends. I came to invite you to drink with good intentions. Why do you, my friend, treat me like this?" ?”
Feng Ziying also found it funny. When did she become friends with this guy again? But thinking of Xue Baochai and Xiang Ling, Feng Ziying didn't want to humiliate each other too much.
"Brother Xianglian, let him get up. Why did this guy provoke you?" Feng Ziying also knew that this Xue Pan was not very handsome, regardless of male or female, maybe even more so for men. Liu Xianglian was so angry, so it was probably the same Something to do with this.
"Brother Yu said that he came to talk to you, but he never thought that as soon as he walked in front of your door, this guy would come up to you with a playful smile, say some nonsense, and even move his hands and feet. If it weren't for the fact that he was in front of your house, , based on my past temper, I would have killed this bitch long ago!"
Liu Xianglian was still angry, but she still let go of her feet and hooked her toes. The Longquan Sword flew into the air next to Xue Pan's ears, scaring Xue Pan to scream again.
As soon as the sword fell in the air, without seeing Liu Xianglian's movements, it was inserted into the scabbard on his waist, like magic.
Although Xue Pan was dazzled by what he saw, even Feng Ziying couldn't help but marvel.
"Brother Xianglian, you are so good at martial arts!" Feng Ziying couldn't help but high-five her in praise.
"No one else, but my hands are familiar with it." Liu Xianglian didn't care, but Xue Pan shook off the servant who dared to surround him at this time, stood up in a hurry, ran to the money, raised his hands and gave a decent salute: "See you Guo Dalang, I have met this friend!"
Liu Xianglian turned her face aside in disdain and was too lazy to pay attention, but Feng Ziying could not do this. She could only look at the man sideways and asked: "Xue Wenlong, what happened to you today? The meal in the past few days was not enough. ?”
"Hey, Dalang, isn't it true that we don't know each other without fighting? We, Xue Wenlong, have such a temperament and have no ambitions in life. We just like to make friends with heroes like you and this friend. I didn't expect to meet here again today... "
Xue Pan was not at all ashamed of his previous embarrassment, and still showed a chivalrous attitude of taking pleasure in grudges and grudges, which made Liu Xianglian couldn't help but take a look at this guy.
He had never encountered such a person who had just been humiliated, but he didn't care when he got over. Little did he know that Xue Pan didn't care at all, but he thought that the other person had a broad mind and such magnanimity. Not shallow.
Seeing that Liu Xianglian was fooled by Xue Pan's pretentiousness, Feng Ziying also found it funny, but Xue Pan should have understood after this experience that there were some people he couldn't afford to offend, and he would humiliate himself again. , that is his own business.
"Xue Wenlong, why did you come to my house?" Feng Ziying didn't bother to say more, so she asked directly.
"Dalang, I said that I wanted to apologize that day. I know that Brother Lian and Baoyu have always been on good terms with you, so I made an agreement with Brother Lian and Baoyu that we will get together at Wangyue Pavilion tonight. Invite this friend of yours to come along..."
Seeing Xue Pan's serious invitation to drink, Feng Ziying was really surprised, especially when she heard that he also called Jia Lian and Baoyu. Before they could talk, Liu Xianglian next to her asked in surprise: "Is this Baoyu that Rong?" The second master of the national treasure?"
"Exactly. Baoyu and I are cousins,..." Seeing Liu Xianglian talking to him, Xue Pan was even more happy, "Could it be that this friend also knows Baoyu?"
Feng Ziying was also a little puzzled. She had never heard that Liu Xianglian had anything to do with Rong Guofu, so how could she still know Baoyu?
"The day before yesterday, I met Prince Beijing and Second Master Bao by chance at Yanzi Tower. I knew Prince Yu of Beijing from the time I was a brother, so I went over and talked about them, and I recognized them," Liu Xianglian explained.
