Guizi Volume Chapter 55: The governor’s mentality, the back house is peaceful

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Feng Ziying couldn't imagine what kind of changes it would bring to the entire situation once these rogue troops left Henan.

He could only think of the storms stirred up by rebels such as Gao Yingxiang and Li Zicheng in Shaanxi and Henan in the late Ming Dynasty. The Ming Dynasty finally came to an end in this turmoil.

If Da Zhou follows the same trajectory, it would undoubtedly be too sad. As a person with his own aura as the protagonist, standing at the bifurcation point of history, he would certainly not allow this situation to occur.

Now that he has been given an opportunity to governor Shaanxi, he has to fulfill his duties as governor of Shaanxi. Whether it is rogues, local gentry, or local officials, they all have to follow their own routine. No one is willing to do it. If he obeys the order, he will deal with him, and he will use various fancy means to beat them. He has this confidence.

Both Wang Wenyan and Wu Yaoqing had gone to Shaanxi so long in advance, so naturally they would not just sit there and eat. The businessmen from Shanxi and Shaanxi had already patted their chests to show their "loyalty" to them, and there were also their fathers from the three sides and four towns. Subordinates, coupled with the authority of Daitianxunshou, Feng Ziying did not believe that Shaanxi could not be controlled.

Now that the cabinet has reached an agreement, it is a matter of procedure and there is no need to worry about it yourself. However, there are some things that can be done first, such as contacting the Ministry of Household Affairs, Ministry of War, Ministry of Punishment, and Long Jinwei.

Needless to say, the Ministry of Household Affairs is concerned with money and food. With the disasters caused by drought all over Shaanxi, it makes no sense that the Ministry of Household Affairs should not provide money and food relief, and the intensity should not be small. I advise the Ministry of Household Affairs myself. I dare not say that I take all the credit, but at least There is also a bit of love, Huang Ruliang needs to give some support.

The Ministry of War has actually added the title of Minister of War, which is the greatest support. It means that it can mobilize the troops left behind by the Northwest Army, especially Yulin Town.

This is the greatest confidence that Feng Ziying dares to patrol Shaanxi. It can be said that the biggest problem that others face when going to Shaanxi is coordinating the border troops in Yulin Town, but it is the least of the problems for Feng Ziying.

The Ministry of Punishment and Long Jinwei are also indispensable. Shaanxi is a border area, and the public security has always been unstable. Both Long Jinwei and the Punishment Bureau have huge informant networks. Although they have different focuses, in the current situation of rebellion, Since then, under the situation of rogue bandits, all available resources must be mobilized and utilized, and the people of the Criminal Department and Long Jinwei are no exception.

Although Liu Yishui didn't deal with him very well, he could be considered a person who took the overall situation into consideration and was not too self-conscious in this regard. Not to mention Lu Song. He was also feeling a little anxious and panicked all day long. He took the initiative to ask for help. He He would be happy to see the results, at least he could be considered a potential ally of his.

When he was the Prime Minister of Shuntian Prefecture, he was not qualified to be an ally with Tongzhi, the governor of Long Jinwei, but now that he is patrolling Shaanxi, he is qualified.

Within an hour of sitting in the mansion, five or six greeting cards were handed in.

You don't need to meet him immediately, but this is the attitude of others. Take the initiative to visit him, express your intention, and then depending on your situation, you can see or not, or you can reply, depending on the situation.

Feng Ziying estimated that there would be at least dozens of invitations coming in tonight, but he didn't want to see guests today.

It's not that he wants to be judgmental, but that he hasn't thought about facing these people with the mentality of a Shaanxi governor.

These people must not only be familiar old friends, but also new friends who are inextricably connected with Shaanxi, or they just come to the door through various connections.

I am afraid that the most well-informed people are the Shanxi businessmen. Their spies can penetrate into the cabinet offices and the palaces, and they are also intricately connected locally. Such a group is dangerous as an enemy, but it is huge as a friend. of Austrian aid.

So far, this group has basically been consistent with her own interests, so Feng Ziying does not need to worry too much for the time being, but Feng Ziying also knows that such an interest group will be very dangerous if it is not balanced by other forces. Once the interests are no longer consistent, If there is not enough balance of power, it will backfire on itself.

With all kinds of thoughts floating in her heart, Feng Ziying felt a little irritable for a while.

Stepping out, Feng Ziying came to Yingchun Courtyard.

I have been too busy these past few days and haven't come over to see this pregnant woman who is getting bigger. However, Yingchun's temperament is honest and honest, and she has no complaints at all. Only the chess player comes over from time to time to complain, which makes Feng Ziying want to clean it up. This prodigal hoof.

It is true that these past few days have been full of ambition but insufficient energy. If you do the math, from Miaoyu to Yuanchun, and then to Li Wan the day before yesterday, they are like wolves and tigers. In addition, there are so many people in the eldest and second houses who need to pay public food. It makes me a little too busy, so I have to take it easy and don't dare to act rashly.

Hearing that Feng Ziying was coming, Yingchun and Siqi rushed out to welcome him.

Seeing the happy look on Yingchun's face, Feng Ziying suddenly felt much more relaxed and happy.

Isn't it just to live in harmony with a group of wives and concubines? I don't seem to value this money very much. This power is just a matter of moving forward with the current. Only this woman cannot be lacking or given up.

The beloved woman looked happy and sweet, and everyone felt at ease. Feng Ziying stepped forward to support Yingchun, and touched Yingchun's belly, which had begun to bulge with pregnancy, and said cheerfully: "Sister, you should be more careful. However, daily activities are indispensable to avoid difficulties during production. Siqi, are you supervising this matter?"

Siqi curled his lips in dissatisfaction, "I still remember my girl now. I haven't seen a single person in the past few days. Is this because there is a new person and the old one is forgotten? My girl still carries you in her belly." Do you want to continue the incense of the Feng family with your own flesh and blood? The day before yesterday, my wife was still scolding you, saying that I haven’t seen you here for a few days..." Bayi Chinese Website

These little hooves can use force to fight. Feng Ziying knocked Siqi's fat butt without any politeness, making a crisp sound, "Your little hooves really hit your nose and face. I've been busy these days." Don’t you know what? Aren’t you working hard for the whole family? How can this whole family live without me running around outside? "

Si Qi was slapped by Feng Ziying, but he smiled brightly and said with his lips: "I don't believe that I can't even take a moment to see the girl? Why don't you come to the girl to say a few words before going to bed? Then? How can I have time today?"

However, Yingchun watched her husband bickering with her, her personal maid, with eyes full of happiness. She held Feng Ziying's arm with a smile on her face, "My husband should be busy, and I will be satisfied. I know in my heart that my husband cares about me, and I am satisfied..."

"So my sister doesn't want your husband to accompany you?" Feng Ziying teased.

Yingchun shook her head shyly and said gently: "Of course I hope that my husband can accompany me, but I also know that I have to do big things. Official duties are the most important thing, and there are other sisters. I am now gone." Very satisfied.”

Having said this, Yingchun subconsciously stroked her bulging belly, feeling both proud and a little emotional.

No matter what, there are eight or nine women in the husband-in-law's house, not counting maids such as Qingwen and Jin Chuan'er. There are nine serious wives, concubines, and concubines, except for the birth of the sister of the Shen family. With a daughter, she is the only one who is pregnant now. Based on this alone, Yingchun is content.

Seeing her mother-in-law come to her house every now and then to inquire about her welfare. This was a special experience that even Baochai and Baoqin did not have. Yingchun felt that her life was worth it. No matter whether it was a boy or a girl, at least she had the confidence and support in the house. Rely on.

If you are really lucky to give birth to a son, he will be the eldest son of the Feng family. Even if he is the eldest son of a concubine, he is still the eldest son. The meaning and nature are very different. Yingchun still understands this.

This Siqi talked in his ears every day, talking about the meaning of having a son until his ears were filled with fever during the Spring Festival, and it was inevitable that he had some expectations in his heart.

"Well, it's just that my husband is leaving for Shaanxi in a few days, so I have to wait for my sister to give birth in Beijing." Feng Ziying also helped Yingchun into the house lovingly, let Yingchun sit down on the kang, and also helped Yingchun with her own hands. He put a cushion behind his back, "Fortunately, Siqi is here, so I feel more at ease."

Si Qi felt happy when he heard Feng Ziying's praise, but on the surface he still pouted: "It's good that I have this kind of heart. Of course, I have nothing to say to you. Even if I don't think about the girl, who else can I do?"

"You're said to be fat, but you're still out of breath?" Feng Ziying looked at Si Qi with a charming face, twisting her body closer to her, with watery eyes. How could she not understand what this girl was thinking? The probing hand got into Si Qi's clothes, grasped the fullness that could not be grasped with one hand, and kneaded it a few times.

Siqi's body immediately softened. She had not known the taste of meat for three months.

There are too many women around Feng Ziying, and she is very busy during this period. In addition, Yingchun's pregnancy is the most critical time. Si Qi is waiting on the side for fear that something will go wrong. It is the most important thing related to her side, so she doesn't care at all. Dare to slack off, Si Qi stayed by Yingchun's side almost naked, fearing that someone might cause harm to Yingchun's body, but he finally got through the most dangerous period.

Yingchun raised her sleeves to cover her face, her face flushed. She was good at everything, but she was not taboo in this aspect. She was so violent that even her husband found it a bit too much. However, her husband also said that as long as three months passed, the fetus would be stable. Even if they are married, they can still have loving affairs as husband and wife.

"I'm about to leave. I don't know how long I'll be gone for. Naturally, the girl and the slaves are also thinking about me. Grandma Qin, Miaoyu and Xiuyan are all going with me. Qingwen and Heping'er are both pretty girls. I can also go and have a full meal, but I feel sorry for my girl and slaves, but they can only stay in the house, looking forward to my early return..."

Siqi's beautiful eyes were looking forward to her, her face was as beautiful as fire, and her pretty face was almost dripping with honey. When she looked over there, Yingchun was panting slightly, her lips moved slightly, and she stopped talking. Feng Ziying was a little intoxicated for a moment.

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who it is.

There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.

To this.

Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.

The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.

Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.

Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.

Possessing the memory of a previous life.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.

Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.

At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.

Enter the attic.

The environment changes in vain.

The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.

There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.