In the evening, the third division guest house and small restaurant.

More than a dozen local people working in Tianjin held a banquet to welcome Mr. Feng Jun and Feng Ge.

After a few hours of rest, Mr. Feng Ge was obviously in better spirits now than at noon. He was chatting and laughing during the dinner and was able to cope with everything with ease.

The landowners here are not afraid of the stage, and they also have wine to drink and talk during the banquet.

This time, although the appearance on the surface was that the local officials humbly welcomed the emperor. But in fact, due to the special internal time-traveling system, coupled with the roughness that is necessary in the early stages of any political power, only the time-traveling people

In this situation, everyone can basically communicate on an equal footing.

Feng Jun is also very adaptable to this situation. He went all the way to the north not to read official articles, but to communicate with his own people about the actual situation.

Random talk spread all over the place. A group of people attending the meeting went from the Beijing-Tianjin Expressway in the north to the high-speed clipper ship in the south, and then caught slaves from Nanyang and returned to Zhangzi Island in the north to fish. Finally, they fired the palace maids from the "Northern Emperor"

Speaking of the recent concubine selection activity of "The Southern Emperor"... In short, middle-aged men who have had two sips of wine have the same moral character regardless of time, space, or location.

In this way, after three rounds of wine and five dishes, the banquet came to an end until it was time to light the lanterns. Master Pudu, who used to be a majestic treasure in the past, now has a rosy face and smells of alcohol. He probably cannot remember the teachings of the Buddha.

Next, while everyone was present, Feng Jun decided on the visit time with everyone present one by one.

The research starting tomorrow is an important matter for Feng Jun on his trip north. In this era of lack of instant communication means, it is rare for people to gather together when traveling to Tianjin, so Feng Jun still talked about some work at the end of the banquet.

After finalizing the itinerary, the banquet was considered a victory. A smiling Mr. Feng stood at the door of the restaurant and shook hands one by one to say goodbye, giving the brothers enough face.

Half an hour later, we were on the second floor of the backyard of the guest house.

A short waiter, wearing a hand-embroidered Chinese-style cotton jacket with a sloping front, reached out and opened the lid of the iron box in the tea room that made a roar.

As soon as the lid of the iron box with a steam pipe connected to it was opened, thick white mist immediately rose up.

Picking up the electroplated clips on the side, the waiter neatly picked out a few white cotton towels from the steam and put them on the tray in his hand.

The next moment, the waiter carrying the tray began to walk through the corridor.

The short waiter, the first group of people he met in the corridor, were two ordinary-looking plainclothes agents with buns and traditional short brown clothes. These two didn't seem to pay attention to who was passing in front of them.

He was leaning against the doorframe, his eyebrows were flying, and he was chatting in a low voice.

However, the moment the waiter walked past, two pairs of sharp eyes inadvertently looked him up and down.

Next, in the middle of the corridor, the waiter encountered two guards.

The guards were dressed in regular military uniforms, with short guns at their waists, and their bodies were straight, with a military posture that would last forever.

Finally, at the end of the corridor, is the door to the executive suite.

Two tall Secret Service agents wearing woolen coats, with cold faces, reached out to pick up the steaming towels in the tray. After checking, they allowed the waiter to enter.

The executive suite in the guest house is full of the flavor of the times: an old-fashioned sofa covered with white gauze, a wooden washstand, and an enamel washbasin. On the wooden cabinet beside it, there is a red Double Happiness enamel plate with a circle of glass teacups inside.

, next to it are two bottles of iron-shell thermos.

When the waiter came in, on the Zigzag sofa outside, Feng Jun, Zhang Zhongqi, and Yao Jianshe were drinking tea to sober up. Seeing the hot towels coming, Feng Jun immediately picked up one and wiped his face hard.

"Xu..."

After wiping his face, spitting out the alcohol, and taking two sips of strong tea, Feng Jun felt much more awake: "I came to the north this time for personal work, mainly for research. You all know this."

After reading the opening remarks, Mr. Ge finally got down to business: "In addition, regarding the establishment of Tianjin as a city, I was entrusted by the cabinet. When I come this time, I will take care of it. Please send a telegram as soon as possible in the next two days.

Show your attitude."

On the side, Zhang Zhongqi heard the topic of city construction, and a snicker slipped across his face. He bent down and picked a candied date from the coffee table in front of him with a toothpick, stuffed it into his mouth, and while chewing, he squinted at Yao Jianshe and expressed his concern.

Lively attitude.

Regarding the establishment of Tianjin as a city, this issue has actually been on the agenda as early as the year before last.

The reason is very reasonable and logical: the market is big, and various administrative units must be formalized to manage it.

Originally, this was a logical upgrade process. There was no suspense for the first mayor: Xue Haiyuan, the oldest trio, was in the capital, Zhang Zhongqi was focused on the military, and the only one who could seamlessly take over was Yao Jianshe.

However, this incident caused strong discomfort within the General Intelligence Bureau. Because the General Intelligence Bureau discovered that due to the characteristics of intelligence personnel lurking and settling in to build networks in advance, a new trend has emerged in recent years: whenever a new site is to be established, they are familiar with the local area.

Under such circumstances, the spy chief is often asked by the cabinet to change his job.

The spy chiefs actually don't care about this kind of thing. The webmaster doesn't have the authority of the mayor, right?

But the General Intelligence Bureau can't stand it! Is the spy chief so easy to train?

So, taking advantage of the construction of a major northern town, the General Intelligence Bureau launched an "anti-bullying" campaign at the core level of the Special Administrative Region, arguing with the cabinet for a whole year, and the lawsuit finally went to Emperor Cao.

According to the gossip Zhang Zhongqi heard from the military department, Mr. Feng Ge, who is sitting here today, is one of the main players in the battle with the General Intelligence Bureau.

Fortunately, Emperor Cao was in charge after taking over the government. In the end, under the mediation of the emperor, the General Intelligence Bureau accepted the "one out, two out" exchange, which was regarded as a training fee, and a solution was drawn up for this kind of matter.

But today I heard Feng Jun officially talk about the matter. It had nothing to do with him. Zhang Zhongqi, who had been watching the excitement, knew that the drama was coming. Now it was up to the person involved, the old comrade sitting opposite him, the old spy leader Yao Jianshe who started his own business with him.

What a statement.

Yao Jianshe's expression was very calm.

In fact, after the previous "imperial decision", Yao Jianshe spent several days communicating via telegram with the General Administration of Rear Area.

Therefore, before Feng Jun arrived in Tianjin, he had already communicated with the General Administration on this matter and had made a final decision.

Therefore, Yao Jiansheping said: "I am willing to accept the position of mayor of Tianjin."

Yao Jianshe's statement means that from this moment on, he breaks away from the Xiante system and enters the government system.

"Haha, that's right, it's good."

Master Feng showed an expression of compassion and joy on his face: "When we are in our position, we must always put the overall situation first! We must have the stars and the sea in our eyes, and we cannot just travel through a few years and just look at everything as a portal...

.selfish departmentalism!"

Here, Zhang Zhongqi saw that his old friend had finally reached this point. Although he already knew the outcome, he still leaned over and patted his old friend on the arm to show encouragement.

"Then it's settled, let's handle this matter as soon as possible."

Master Feng gave a few words of guidance from a high level, and then thought of practical matters: "Tomorrow, you can send a telegram to the cabinet and submit a list of recommendations for other positions to see if there is any reply... If there is not a big difference, we can pick a day.

Just hold a simple opening ceremony for the new Yamen, and I'll cut the ribbon."

These are the intended meanings of the question. Yao Jianshe was well prepared and nodded in agreement after hearing the words.

"Very good, let's talk about the last thing." After understanding a long-standing incident in a few words, Feng Ge was in a better mood. The next moment, he turned his head, leaned forward, and stared at Chigua

The eyes of Zhang Zhongqi, a member of the crowd, asked one word at a time: "Mr. Zhang, I am now entrusted by the cabinet to formally question you."

“About this year’s gold strategy...what do you think?”

"ah!?"

The sudden interrogation stunned Zhang Zhongqi, who was unprepared. After stuttering twice, he finally said: "Um...this is not the matter between the General Staff and the General Staff."

"Don't mention the General Staff." Feng Jun interrupted Zhang Zhongqi impatiently: "I am asking the front-line commanders on behalf of the cabinet today. Just say whatever you want."

With just a few efforts, Zhang Zhongqi finally regained his composure and understood the sinister intentions behind Feng Jun's sudden questioning: "Huh, it's just fishing in troubled waters to sow discord again, these dog officials!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhongqi honestly expressed his opinion in accordance with the unified military caliber: "My personal opinion and that of the General Staff are the same. I think we should take this opportunity to attack with all our strength and solve the main force of Hou Jin in one fell swoop.

Kim regime.”

Just this year, 1636, something big happened.

Historically, in May not long after, the Great Khan of the Later Jin Dynasty, Aixinjueluo Huang Taiji, proclaimed himself emperor and changed the Yuan Dynasty to Chongde. This year was the first year of Chongde; the country's name was officially changed from "Da Jin" to "Qing Dynasty";

The name of the clan was changed to "Manzhou"; the capital was established in Shenyang and renamed Shengjing. All ministers honored him as "Emperor Kuanwenrenrenshengsheng."

In other words, the well-known "We Qing Dynasty" has only officially entered the stage of history this year, and "Qing Army" has become an official title.

One month after the founding of the Qing Dynasty, on May 30th in history, Emperor Chongde Huang Taiji sent Doluowuying County Prince Azige and others to unite 100,000 Eight Banners troops to attack the Ming Dynasty. In July, the Qing army entered Beijing and captured Changping.

Shunyi and other places once again besieged the capital.

In this battle, the Qing army lasted several months, conquering twelve cities in total, winning fifty-six battles, capturing 179,800 people and animals, and countless people were slaughtered!

The foresighted members of the Chuanchuan Group had already started a fierce internal game regarding this incident.

The quick-decision faction headed by the military faced the slow-advance faction headed by cabinet ministers. The two sides were arguing endlessly. Today, the war actually extended to the northern front.

"Hmph, that's good. We have the same opinion."

Realizing that his surprise attack was ineffective, Mr. Feng Ge sneered and leaned back on the sofa: "The people in your army are really united as one!"

Mr. Zhang, who was slightly embarrassed, could only turn his head and glance at his old partner as if asking for help.

However, Yao Jianshe, who was only responsible for providing intelligence and had nothing to do with grand strategy. He had just switched jobs in the government system. At this time, he lowered his body, picked a jujube with a toothpick and stuffed it into his mouth, pretending to be a spectator.

"It's no use!"

After Feng Jun sneered twice, he wiped his short beard under his chin with a leisurely expression, and then said with a half-smile: "Mr. Zhang, even if we follow your script, don't you think it's a bit late?"

Zhang Zhongqi sighed.

To this day, there has been no movement on the Beilu incident. He actually had a hunch that the military department would not be able to defeat the cabinet. Sure enough... If the civil servants want to play with these Qiu Ba, it is really like a closed gear.
Chapter completed!