After Pei Jun left, Feng Yong sat in his original position and moved. After a long time, he said quietly:
"Come out and tell me what's going on."
"What's going on?"
Secretary Zhang came out from behind the screen in the hall, walked to sit down next to Feng Junhou, and asked.
Feng Junhou looked at Secretary Zhang:
"Don't tell me that the palace doesn't know about Pei Jun?"
"So what if he knows? He is just a little Yilang. Even if he knows, does he still need to send someone to tell you?"
Secretary Zhang said nonchalantly, and then saw Feng Junhou's face. Seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, he immediately felt dumbfounded:
"My dear Alang, you are the general of Zhendong. His Majesty asks you to take charge of all affairs in Guanzhong, which means that the whole of Guanzhong is entrusted to you."
"The Pei family is just a family from Hedong, and Pei Jun is just a descendant of the Pei family."
"You dare to uproot the entire Hedong. Does the palace still care about a mere Pei Jun?"
In the past, that might have mattered.
But that is no longer the case.
The former Nanxiang College has been renamed Royal College.
The Liangzhou exams are now in their sixth year.
The students coming out of the college every year and the smooth progress of the exams are important sources of confidence for the court and the palace when facing aristocratic families.
Feng Junhou didn't accept this trick. He looked sideways at Zhang Xingyi: "In other words, the palace has indeed investigated Pei Jun?"
Zhang Xingyi looked calm:
"How do I know? This is not an important matter. Even if it is an investigation, I probably heard about this person and may have done some impromptu investigation."
"But the palace probably doesn't pay much attention to him. Otherwise, how could it be possible that they just sent him here without notifying me in advance?"
Feng Junhou nodded.
Okay, that makes sense.
"In other words, the palace doesn't care about this matter?"
"Why does the palace care about this matter?" Secretary Zhang looked at him strangely, "You caused such a big thing in Hedong, and the prime minister didn't say anything."
"Now you are just a Hedong Pei family. Does the palace still care about what you do to them?"
"Gong Liguang sent Pei Jun here, but didn't say anything. Doesn't he mean that he handed the person over to you and let you handle it?"
Seeing Feng Junhou's thoughtful look, Secretary Zhang became a little impatient:
"Oh, don't worry. The imperial court will not allow the Xinghan Hui to enclose the land in Guanzhong. That is a business matter. But privately speaking, General Zhendong is definitely one of the people your Majesty trusts most."
"Besides, the palace is busy right now. As long as you can guard Guanzhong, it will be considered a great achievement."
Feng Junhou still believed Zhang Xiaosi's words.
"What is the palace busy with? Moving the capital?"
There are no outsiders anyway, and the gossip between husband and wife is not considered spying on the palace.
At most, I would like to ask about the current situation of my brother-in-law and sister-in-law.
Feng Junhou dared to ask, and Zhang Xiaosi really dared to answer. She shook her head and said:
"Not just moving the capital, it would be nice if we were just busy moving the capital."
When Feng Junhou heard this, he felt a little strange.
The prime minister has been dead for so long, let alone a female prime minister standing behind Adou.
Even if Adou himself, according to the arrangements made by the Prime Minister during his lifetime, he would probably be able to stabilize the situation by himself.
Not to mention that over the years, as the Han Dynasty has won many battles, Adou's foundation is much stronger than in history.
Although Liangzhou made some remarks about the situation, it has been suppressed.
It can be said that now is the period of respite for the Han, Wei and Wu kingdoms. The Han Dynasty has no external troubles or internal worries for the time being, so what is there to be busy with?
"Something happened in Shu."
"Sichuan land?"
Zhang Xingyi nodded: "Yes."
"What happened?"
"Li Zhengfang and Wu Ziyuan are seriously ill."
"Wu Ziyuan?"
"That's Wu Yi."
Feng Junhou lost his voice and said: "Li Ping and Wu Yi were seriously ill at the same time?"
Zhang Xingyi nodded:
"Wu Ziyuan fell ill when you were inspecting Bingzhou. It was just a common ailment at first, but it became more and more serious."
"Later, the palace sent Dr. Li and Dr. Fan over, but there was only a slight improvement. Only two months later, it stopped working again."
"Li Zhengfang, on the other hand, is even more seriously ill than Wu Ziyuan. I just received the news that he just fell down and seems to be dying soon."
When Feng Junhou heard this, he frowned.
Li Ping is fine.
Anyway, judging from the position that Adou arranged for him, he definitely has no intention of using him anymore, and he is probably going to be taken care of until he dies.
Moreover, this person should have followed the Prime Minister.
The prime minister lived a few more years, and he also benefited from it. He lived a few more years, which was not a loss.
But Wu Yi is different.
He was Jiang Wan's choice to stay in Jincheng after he left for Hanzhong.
At the same time, he will also be the governor of Yizhou who will take charge of all affairs in Yizhou after the emperor moves the capital in the future.
I never thought that Wu Yi would go to see the late emperor and the prime minister before the emperor moved the capital.
"Can't Dr. Li and Dr. Fan do anything?"
Zhang Xingyi shook his head:
"It's because I lost too much energy in my early years and I can't stand it any longer."
Feng Junhou stopped talking.
If those two people can't do anything, then there is really nothing they can do.
After a while, Feng Junhou asked somewhat dullly:
"Then who does Your Majesty intend to replace General Wu?"
"Wu Yuanxiong."
Wu class?
Feng Junhou nodded, he was a good candidate.
Although it was a foregone conclusion that the emperor would move the capital, Jincheng was ultimately regarded as Ji Han's place of prosperity and would at least have the status of accompanying the capital in the future.
Besides, the Empress Dowager is still in Jincheng now. If someone else stays behind, it may not be reassuring.
"General Wu has made considerable contributions in the Battle of Guanzhong. He is qualified to stay in Jincheng."
Zhang Xingyi sighed:
"After all, he can't compare with his clan brothers, and now is the time for the Han Dynasty to hire people. With General Wu's departure, the army has lost another veteran general."
Feng Junhou also knew this. The students in the college could only deal with the middle and lower-level officials and generals of the Han Dynasty.
It is not easy to cultivate such a leading general who is both prestigious, experienced and trustworthy.
Thousands of armies are easy to obtain, but one general is difficult to find. It is nothing more than this.
Regarding this situation, Feng Junhou could only make suggestions:
"If you are worried, you can appoint another person as the governor, Shi Zuozhi."
Zhang Xingyi nodded:
"Your Majesty has this intention and wants to appoint Xiang Chong, the governor of Jiangzhou, to serve as the governor of Yizhou."
"Who will be sent to Jiangzhou?"
Jiangzhou is bounded by Yongan to the east and Nanzhong to the south. It is a strategic location in Shuzhong and plays a role in supporting Yongan and containing Nanzhong.
Zhang Xingyi glanced at Feng Junhou, then immediately looked away: "Prefect Zhang."
Feng Junhou was stunned: "Which Prefect Zhang?"
"Zhang Boqi."
"Zhang Yi?"
"right."
Feng Junhou looked at Zhang Xiaosi with a strange expression: "Prefect Zhang, just Prefect Zhang, what are you guilty of?"
"I don't!"
Feng Junhou laughed "ha", lay back in the chair, and said:
"If not, then there won't be any. I have no objection to Zhang Yi transferring him away, but Liu Yin has to stay with me."
"Tongguan has been repaired, but there is no suitable candidate yet. I plan to put him there."
With Feng Junhou's current status, he also shoulders the important task of guarding Guanzhong, leading the Han Dynasty's elite army to face the powerful enemies of Wei.
In this case, it is necessary to use some people who are trustworthy and capable.
All the talk about cultivating cronies and nepotism is bullshit.
It is the right way to promote virtuous people without avoiding relatives.
Wang Ping and Liu Hun were given to Deng Zhi, Jiang Wei and Shi Bao were placed in Hedong, and Jufu and Meng Yan guarded Lantian and Wuguan.
Zhao Guang and Yang Wanwan can only lead the army.
As soon as Li Ping's incident comes out, even Li Feng is expected to return to Shu.
Therefore, the most important candidate for Tongguan has not yet been determined.
Originally, Feng Junhou wanted to belong to Liu Yin and Zhang Yi. Of the two of them, one could defend and the other could attack.
Now that the palace wants to transfer Zhang Yi away, they can only ask Li Qiu to take over.
But if this happens, everyone around him will have to be let out, and even the people who can help him will be gone.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaosi quickly came over obediently:
"Your Majesty also knows that Alang needs manpower to control Guanzhong, so he will not need anyone else except Zhang Yi."
Feng Junhou snorted and said nothing.
I thought to myself:
Among these people, Zhang Yi has the most balanced abilities, with both civil and military skills. I never thought that the palace would be very selective.
I guess the little fat man definitely doesn't have this kind of vision. It's probably the queen's idea.
Just thinking about it, even Li Ping and Wu Yi are going to die.
After calculating this, the old ministers left behind by the late emperor are indeed becoming increasingly rare.
Thinking of this, Feng Junhou suddenly remembered something:
"As soon as Li Ping's incident comes out, Haoxuan will leave Guanzhong and return to Shu. I need someone else, otherwise I won't take over the military rations."
"Who does Alang want?"
"Zhuge Bosong (also known as Zhuge Qiao) was sent by the Prime Minister to Hanzhong as a grain and grass officer in his early years. Later he was responsible for transporting grain during the Northern Expedition to Longyou. He is very familiar with this matter."
"So after Li Haoxuan returns, I want him to come to Guanzhong to take over the position of grain and grass officer."
This time, it was Zhang Xingyi's turn to look at Feng Junhou strangely, and finally said with some emotion:
"The Prime Minister made a mistake in accepting you as his disciple."
Zhuge Bosong was originally transporting grain in Hanzhong, but later he was overworked during the Northern Expedition and almost died of illness.
After he recovered from his illness, he was sent by the Prime Minister to a place like Nanzhong, where he stayed for more than ten years.
In the Battle of Guanzhong, the Han Dynasty mobilized almost all the troops in the country and consumed a lot of materials.
Zhuge Bosong has maintained stability in Nanzhong over the years, and at the same time has continuously transported the copper mined in Nanzhong to Jincheng.
Normally he seems to be inconspicuous, but he has indeed accumulated a lot of credit.
If it had been anyone else, he would have been promoted long ago.
It is a pity that the prime minister of the Han Dynasty was named Zhuge.
So Zhuge Bosong has been staying in Nanzhong to feed mosquitoes over the years.
It was obvious that Alang's current intention was to get Zhuge Bosong into trouble.
Feng Junhou did not hide his purpose and said calmly:
"The Prime Minister dedicated his life to the great Han Dynasty, but before his death, he did not allow his family to come to Guanzhong to offer sacrifices."
"Guanzhong has settled down now. Brother Bosong is coming over. It's time for his wife to come over with her children to take a look."
"I am taking both public and private interests into account. If others really want to say that I am using power for personal gain, then I will admit it."
Zhang Xingyi made a sound: "You are the only one with a human heart, but you treat others as heartless and unjust?"
She imitated Feng Junhou and lay down in the chair, "Your Majesty killed someone for the sake of the Prime Minister. Who will offend you for this matter now?"
"Oh, that's good, you can help me write a memorial."
It was a good thing that Feng Junhou didn't mention this matter. As soon as he mentioned this matter, Secretary Zhang Da, who had been lying in his chair, immediately stood up.
Then he started beating Feng Junhou mindlessly.
"What are you doing? Are you crazy?"
Feng Junhou was stunned.
"I won't write!"
"If you don't want to write, don't write. If you don't want to write, I will let Sanniang write."
Secretary Zhang kept his hands on his hands and cursed angrily:
"I know everything, I understand everything, but my handwriting is like a dog crawling, so I can't practice it properly? Look at Shuangshuang, I'm just following you!"
"If you are my child and you write like that in the future, I will beat you to death!"
"Does that have anything to do with me? He's obviously not very talented and doesn't study hard, but don't you think Ah Chong can write pretty well?"
"You also know your talent! If Amo really follows your talent, I'll see if I don't strangle you to death!"
Secretary Zhang’s child is named Amo.
Because when he was born, his lord led an army across the desert and fought thousands of miles to conquer the traitors.
"Don't worry!" Feng Junhou saw the opportunity, grabbed Zhang Xiaosi's hand, and consoled him, "Only daughters follow adults, and most sons follow their mothers."
"Amo will definitely follow you and be as smart and cute as you were when you were little."
These words were both comfort and coaxing.
Although they have been married for many years, Secretary Zhang's heart trembled slightly when he heard this.
But he saw her eyes flickering: "Really?"
Feng Junhou stretched out his finger: "I swear..."
Before he finished speaking, a sudden "bang" was heard outside.
Zhang Xiaosi was so shocked that he almost rolled into Feng Junhou's arms.
The thunder gradually faded away, and the two people in the room looked at each other.
"damned!"
Zhang Xiaosi suddenly gritted his teeth and started beating people again.
Feng Junhou fled in embarrassment. When he escaped outside the house, he looked at the sky that had become gloomy at some point, and he couldn't help but stretch out his middle finger.
"Boom!"
After the thunder, the cold autumn rain began to fall.
After the autumn rain, the weather became cooler and cooler.
Before the first snow fell in Guanzhong, an uninvited guest came to Chang'an.
"What are you doing here?"
When Feng Junhou saw the flower wand, he couldn't help being surprised:
"Why don't you come earlier? Winter is about to begin. As soon as the snow comes down, you won't even be able to go back to Hanzhong. If you don't stay well in Jincheng, why don't you come to Chang'an and get cold?"
Standing in front of the tall Feng Junhou, the petite Hua Wan looked even dwarfed.
As soon as she arrived at the door with a face full of joy, she heard Feng Junhou's words and rolled her eyes in anger:
"You care about me! I'm not here to find you!"
Just talking about the war of words, how can the flower lady be the opponent of the clever and charming Feng Langjun?
But Feng Junhou looked like he suddenly realized:
"Oh, I know! You are Mrs. Guan! Are you here to find your Alang?"
Everyone in Shu knew that Meng Huo's daughter Hua Wan was captured by Guan Jiashilang during the Prime Minister's southern expedition, and the two made a private life-long marriage.
Later, Guan Silang followed Feng Junhou and became very famous. This flower girl would definitely not be able to escape if she had a keen eye for people.
Even Meng Huo, who had been staying in Jincheng, the door was actually a little lively, and many fellow Nanzhong people came to the door to establish relationships.
At this time, when Hua Wan heard Feng Junhou making fun of this matter, she immediately wanted to use a flying knife to punch 180 holes in this guy's body.
Seeing Huawan's face flushed with anger, Guan Xiaojunhou next to Feng Junhou couldn't stand it anymore, kicked him lightly, and said angrily:
"What are you doing? The flower girl finally came here. What nonsense are you talking about?"
Feng Junhou immediately stopped talking.
When Hua Wan saw that one thing was falling, she immediately became proud again.
Feng Junhou smiled slightly, turned around and waved:
"Come on, Shuangshuang, Ah Chong, Ah Shun, come together. I've met your Aunt Hua."
After the three children finished their salutes, Feng Junhou introduced enthusiastically:
"You should know Shuangshuang and Ah Chong. Ah Shun is our third child. When you first met him, he had just left for the war."
"Now look at it, does he look like General Guan?"
Looking at the three children standing in front of him, and hearing Feng Junhou's words, Huawan's face turned green.
