Coincidentally.

Two officials came to this teahouse facing civilians today.

In the corner of the teahouse, two men sat in front of a square table. One was in his thirties, with three long whiskers, a blue shirt, and a Confucian scarf of the same color, which was very elegant.

His face was a little pale, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

A 27 or 28-year-old with a fat head and big ears, and a very rich appearance. She wore a white brocade robe, which looked like a wealthy and decent official.

The person in his thirties is Wu Jing, an authentic Chudu native. He passed the Jinshi at the age of 20 and has been in the officialdom for more than ten years. He is currently a doctor of the Ministry of Rites.

The six ministries of the court were headed by the Ministry of Rites. Although the officials of the Ministry of Rites did not have real power, they were all noble and noble.

Wu Jing went further and became a minister.

In the court, they were young and promising officials.

He has been sick recently and has taken sick leave. He did not go to the Ministry of Rites to do things. He felt better today. He went out to the teahouse to sit and exercise his muscles and plans to go to the yamen tomorrow.

The rich man who was with him was named Li Yun, who was also from Chudu. He had just returned from being a prefect from outside and was currently a candidate for the Ministry of Personnel and was also leisurely.

"So the Romance is just a Romance. It is a storyteller, made up by the novelist. If Wu Nian could really make a horse spear weighing 180 kilograms, I would eat this teacup."

Li Yun picked up the teacup in his hand and looked at it, as if observing how to get down.

"Even if the Romance is fictional, Wu Nian is a contemporary of us, it is easy for us to know what kind of person he is."

"And what he did in Liaodong was also real."

Wu Jing's tone was a little strange.

Li Yun and Wu Jing have been friends for many years and know each other's tempers very well. He immediately heard something strange, narrowed his eyes, and said, "Brother Wu. Are you also supporting Wu Nian's faction?"

Now the court is divided into two factions, and the quarrels are very serious.

One faction is supporting Wu Nian, hoping that the court can express it.

The faction still believes that Wu Nian claims to be the general of the Han Dynasty and is a very dangerous hero and cannot be enthroned.

Once the official position is enthroned.

I'm afraid it's just raising a tiger.

Just like during the Three Kingdoms, the Han court enthroned the governors of the state, which led to the excessive power of the local princes. The more powerful Wu Nian is, the more we should prevent problems before they happen.

"Of course." Wu Jing nodded with a smile, and then sighed: "The court is too suspicious. Wu Nian is trapped in Liaodong and claims to be a general of the Han Dynasty, which is just a temporary solution."

"Of course. I can't guarantee that he is ambitious or loyal to the court."

"But even if Wu Nian had ambitions, he was a hero in the late Han Dynasty. The court enthroned him and used him to fight with the Mongolian Yuan people. It would be good to use him as a border general and hold the Mongolian Yuan people."

"Compared with Wu Nian's threat, the Mongolian Yuan people are a more serious threat."

"And if Wu Nian was a loyal minister, then we should have expressed our support for him. Wouldn't we?"

At the end, Wu Jing's tone was very firm.

"That's right." Li Yun nodded and said.

"It's just that even if you support Wu Nian, it's useless. The court seems to be very noisy about this matter. But most people are just involved. The ones who can really make the decision are the Grand Secretary of the Cabinet."

Wu Jing was depressed when he heard this, lowered his head slightly, ate tea, and remained silent.

Yes. Although he is young and promising, his status is still too low. The person who makes the decision is the one who is superior.

Today, Zi has been in power for thirty-two years. In the first ten years, he worked hard to govern the country and was a wise ruler. In the next twenty-two years, he ignored the government affairs for a long time, believed in Taoism, and practiced Taoism and elixirs in the harem.

He is known as [Emperor of Taoist].

The ministers and Emperor Daojun were unable to meet for a long time, and the contact between them was entirely due to eunuchs.

And those cabinet ministers were either corpses or corrupt people. The whole country of Chu was really in a mess.

The one who is above denied Wu Nian last time.

This time, probably too.

"Oh." Wu Jing finished the tea in the teacup and sighed. He stood up and walked towards the stairs.

"Brother Wu. Where are you going?" Li Yun was caught off guard and stood up and asked.

"I'm going home. You can play by yourself." Wu Jing said without looking back.

"What a worrying person." Li Yun looked at Wu Jing's back and sighed.

His friend was young and promising, ambitious, ambitious, and virtuous. If a wise ruler was in power and the officials were in a clear and clear manner, he could have been able to serve as a minister.

But now this situation is difficult.

"It's such a beautiful map of the Qingming Festival. I just don't know how long this peaceful world can last?" Li Yun stood up and came to the fence to overlook the street, thinking in his heart.

Wu Jing returned home soon.

After hurriedly entering the study room, he immediately sat down and asked the maid in the study to grind the ink. When the ink melted, he picked up the pen and dipped it in the ink, spread the folds, and began to write quickly.

He put his position into practice and wrote a letter to support Wu Nian.

He won the official position of [General Supplementary Han] for Wu Nian so that he could justify the orders of Liaodong.

"Although I can't make the decision, I have to do my best." After Wu Jing finished writing the memorial, he first blew the ink, then checked the typo, and carefully opened a wooden box next to him and put it in.

After doing this, Wu Jing let out a breath and a smile appeared on his face.

After that, he rested at home with peace of mind. Early the next morning, he held the box, got into the sedan chair, and went to the ritual office of the Ministry of Rites.

After he arrived at the yamen, he handed over the note. Then he came to his office room to sit down, then drank tea and read books.

The Ministry of Rites is really leisurely.

Until afternoon, a minor official walked in from outside, bent down to Wu Jing and said, "Mr. Wu, Lord Shangshu, please come over."

Wu Jing did not take it seriously. The Secretary of State summoned officials in the yamen, which was normal. He said a few words to his colleagues present, sorted out his clothes and looked, walked out of the office room, and arrived at the Secretary of State's office room.

After entering the room, Wu Jing met Zhao Yuangong, the Minister of Rites.

"Sir, are you looking for me?" Wu Jing bent down and saluted.

Zhao Yuangong is 62 years old this year, with gray hair and thin body, but he is in good spirits.

"Sit." Zhao Yuangong smiled and asked Wu Jing to sit down, then said: "Mr. Wu. The court has already made a conclusion about Wu Nian."

Wu Jing suddenly felt nervous and looked up and asked with concern: "What is the conclusion? Did he be granted the official position of [General Supplementary Han]?"

This is really important.

This claim is completely different from the official position enthroned by the imperial court.

The official positions enthroned by the imperial court can really be ordered to Liaodong.
Chapter completed!