Chapter 231 Mr. Zhao does not remember who gave the gift, but who did not give it, Mr. Zhao clearly remembers it
"Your Majesty the Privy Councilor!"
As the boots stopped, a broad and dull voice sounded:
"Shi Meng, the commander of the final general Shenji Battalion, has arrived."
Xue Shence then raised his head, closed the official document in his hand, and looked at this person calmly and calmly.
As his name suggests, Shi Meng has a rather burly figure, wears soft armor, has bulging muscles, protruding veins on both arms, and has a dark complexion.
He looks forty years old, with a beard like a steel needle and eyes like tiger eyes.
At this moment, he cupped his fists and raised his hands, with a puzzled look on his face:
"I wonder what the reason for your urgent summons is?"
There are three major camps in Beijing, five armies, three thousand, Shenji... Each major camp has a commander.
Shi Meng leads the Shenji Camp and is also a martial artist.
He looks like a reckless and powerful general in the army, and is slightly incompatible with the "Shenji Camp", but Xue Shence, who has a close relationship with him, knows very well:
The person in front of me is just pretending to be rough in appearance, but in reality he is rough in appearance.
Who can climb to this position among the military attachés? How can there be a real reckless man?
"Take a look at this." Xue Shence looked calm and threw an official document to him.
The commander of the Shenji Battalion, who looked like a warrior, opened it and frowned:
"Your Majesty appointed Zhao Duan to come to Shenji Camp and serve as a minister? This..."
Xue Shence folded his hands in front of him and said calmly: "The formal appointment has not been issued yet. This is to let you know in advance and prepare for it."
Shi Meng, who had a rugged appearance and a very deceptive appearance, was surprised and uncertain:
"Although Zhao Duan is a military officer, he is in the imperial office. Why does he suddenly come to the capital camp? Could it be... that he is working for Prince Jing's Mansion..."
Xue Shence sighed and said:
"The firearms case is extremely important. Your Majesty ordered me to conduct a self-examination, but it failed to satisfy the saint. Now that I have sent this person here on a temporary basis, he obviously wants to take over the matter. Do your best. Just cooperate. Whatever he wants to do, as long as it doesn't go out of line, it's up to him, and..."
After a brief pause, the first-grade "Military God" of Dayu's Military Attaché said solemnly:
"Tell the people below not to give him any excuses at this juncture of his temporary post."
Shi Meng was stunned for a moment and rolled his eyes slightly:
"My lord is worried about Your Majesty..."
Xue Shence waved his hand, but did not continue to say more. He just ordered him to step back and experience it for himself.
Shi Meng clasped his fists and said goodbye.
Out of the Privy Council.
Riding on the military hummer with a body as tall as a hill, he kept thinking on his way back to the military camp.
In my mind, I remembered the gossip that had been spread in the military in recent days.
That is:
The fight between civil servants in the court has come to an end, and the saint is likely to have his hands free to rectify the generals.
So... what the Privy Councilor meant... was that he was afraid that a group of arrogant and powerful generals would cause trouble for him and give His Majesty an excuse to take action...
Well, that should be it.
only……
"It's troublesome." The commander held the reins and suddenly felt a headache.
The generals in the army are brave and fierce, and they value the friendship between their comrades. Not to mention Zhang Changji, the former captain of the Shenji Battalion who was killed by Zhao Duan, after all, it was a small matter involving Prince Jing's palace.
The key is that not long ago, the masters of Kuangfushe assassinated officials one after another, intentionally or unintentionally, and a large number of them were military attachés.
Especially the little flag official who was the first to die. It is said that his brother cursed a few words in excitement and was thrown into prison by Zhao Duan's minions and tortured severely.
In addition, some people's propaganda caused some resentment among the military attachés in the camp. Now that they are airborne into the Shenji Camp, how can they appease the people below...
In particular, the martial arts disciples headed by the "little prince" of Zhen Guo Gong... are really a problem.
I just hope that as a "commander", my words can be more effective.
as well as……
The traitor who took refuge in Prince Jing's Mansion...
Shi Meng's eyes were worried.
Unknowingly, the Beijing camp was in sight.
…
…
"Bang!"
Deep in the imperial office, there is a single female prison cell.
As the door opened in the corridor, Yun Xi, who was curled up on the straw-covered bed, suddenly woke up.
In the darkness, a thin, upright-looking girl was seen wearing prison uniform.
His hair was messy, and his complexion looked sickly pale from not seeing much sunlight for months.
She blinked and looked at the tall "pin"-shaped ventilation hole in the cell. She saw a beam of light shooting out of it and dust floating inside.
"daytime……"
Yun Xi murmured, got up, greedily faced the beam, and walked to the wall.
Use a small stone to draw a line on the wall.
The gray and black cell walls were covered with traces to calculate the time spent in prison.
As the "abandoned son" abandoned by Zhuang Xiaocheng, Yunxi suspected that she had been completely forgotten.
The last time I was "arraigned" was a few months ago.
Censor Lu Liang put her into a prison car and tried to take her to the Ministry of Punishment.
But he was stopped by Yuan Li on the way.
Then, Yun Xi became more and more angry as she thought about it, and passed the information she had about Lu Liang to the annoying Zhao Duan from the jailer.
After that, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no news from him again.
Several days later, Yun Xi was suddenly escorted from the government prison to the famous imperial prison, also known as purgatory.
Yun Xi was extremely excited, thinking that she, a traitor to the party, would finally face cruel torture.
bring it on!
Eighteen kinds of torture!
I am ready.
She would rather die and be brutally killed by the hawks and dogs of the false emperor. She died for the ideal of supporting the country, and she was fed up with the pain of being forgotten.
Then……
She was disappointed again!
Even after being imprisoned, she still did not escape the fate of being forgotten, even... I don't know why...
The accommodation and food are better than when I was in Fuya...
Yun Xi returned from the wall, sitting down on her little bed like a zombie.
With both hands, he held up the chest area of the prison uniform with the huge word "prison" written on it, and a few ounces of heavy meat.
Want to cry but no tears.
It turned out to be even bigger... "When will this kind of life come to an end?" Yun Xi sighed to the sky.
Suddenly, she was shocked to find that footsteps were getting closer and closer in the corridor.
But it's obviously not the time to deliver food.
Until the jailer escorted a female prisoner who was a few years older than her and slightly inferior in appearance to her, threw her into her cell, and turned around to leave.
Yun Xi's slow brain realized that she seemed to be...
I have a "roommate".
She couldn't hide her excitement, but she still approached her cautiously, kicked her with her toes, and lay on the ground, looking like a woman who had been punished a lot.
He spoke a little unfamiliarly:
"You...are you okay?"
The maid named Qingniao slowly got up and looked at her in despair.
When their eyes met, the two women were stunned for a moment, their eyes widening.
Then, they all said in unison:
"Yun Xi?!"
"Blue Bird?!"
…
A few moments.
The two women reunited in prison and staged a drama of recognition.
They were old acquaintances.
At the beginning of the Kuangfu Society, they had been together and studied together for a while, but later they separated. Yunxi followed Zhuang Xiaocheng, and Qingniao followed the Thousand-Faced God.
Haven't seen each other for several years.
"Why were you arrested too? Has Qian Mian entered Beijing?"
Yun Xi helped the weak Qingniao to her little bed and asked questions impatiently.
She is too eager for information from the outside world.
"Blue Bird", who is no longer a maid and whose real name is unknown, looked lonely and said:
"Qian Mian has been arrested, yes, but I didn't see it with my own eyes. I heard from the jailer. Before that, I was abandoned by him and became an outcast."
Yun Xi was stunned for a moment, feeling the same feeling for no reason.
But Master Zhuang definitely didn't abandon her, he just couldn't take her away.
And with what Qingniao said next, Yun Xi was completely confused.
The new helmsman was ambushed...the court's new policy...Zhao Duan and Ouchi Fongfeng joined forces to make a plan...
"etc!"
Yun Xi grabbed her, her lips trembled, and her eyes moved:
"You said, it was Zhao Duan who captured Qianmian? He also killed Hanshuangjian? He is just a white-faced boy from the White Horse Prison. How could he have such ability? What does it have to do with the imperial office?"
Qingniao looked at her strangely, and then suddenly realized: "You have been locked here for too long, unaware of the changes in the outside world. Zhao Duan is no longer what he used to be. Even Master Zhuang regards him as a formidable enemy. You listen to me……"
Russian qing.
From Qingniao's mouth, he completed the many changes in the outside world in the past few months, as well as Zhao Duan's various methods.
Yun Xi was like a broken doll, sitting blankly on the cold little broken bed, unable to regain consciousness for a long time.
"Him? How is it possible..."
…
…
In the next few days, Beijing entered a rare period of stability.
In the court, the battles among the major parties have ceased, and the implementation of the New Deal is proceeding in an orderly manner, but this must be a long-term project.
It cannot be achieved overnight.
Zhao Duan did not forget that he was also tasked with arresting Zhuang Xiaocheng.
I tried to get it from the Thousand-faced God, but the information I got was not of much value.
I don’t know if he is being tough or if he really doesn’t know.
Youzhande's family was rescued after being ambushed in Nancheng, but they did not die.
But being severely injured by the Thousand-Faced God, You Zhande would inevitably have to rest for more than half a year.
Zhao Duan rarely showed mercy and did not pursue the matter further.
On the contrary, Youzhande asked someone to send a letter to Lihuatang, thanking him profusely.
He said that if Zhao Duan went to Xiping Road in the future and had any orders, the You family would not hesitate to die.
The main theme is a good attitude towards admitting mistakes.
Then, he left the capital with his wife and children and returned to his hometown.
at the same time.
Zhao Duan's promotion to the fourth rank also came belatedly, along with the imperial order appointing him to command the general affairs on a temporary basis.
For a time, there was another small sensation in the officialdom.
It is really rare to jump from the sixth grade to the fourth grade, but considering his achievements, it is rare, and not many people say weird things.
In the next few days, Zhao Duan held banquets at his home. Officials he knew and did not know came one after another, and congratulatory gifts were received softly.
In particular, Yuan Li, Dong Xuan and other great figures in the court sent congratulatory gifts, which was even more honorable.
Even though many officials secretly awe and hate "Zhao Yama", they still hold their noses and give gifts.
"Wang Zhao may not be able to remember who gave the gift, but who didn't give it, Zhao Yan clearly remembers it in his notebook."
Such a sentence came out of nowhere and spread like wildfire.
Immediately, the number of gifts surged again.
And one night, the three members of the Zhao family closed the door, lit lamps and opened gifts.
Zhao Pan curiously asked his elder brother who was slandering him.
Zhao Duan looked a little embarrassed. He used a box containing century-old ginseng to lightly scalp his stepsister, and said with a smile: "Don't pry, little girl, about adults' affairs."
Zhao Pan was very angry, she was not a little girl.
…
It’s autumn in the capital.
Zhao Duan got up this morning and confirmed this from the slight cold dew on the window.
And when he yawned, got out of bed, put on a brand new fourth-grade military attache's indigo robe, and opened the door.
Squinting at the gorgeous chrysanthemums in the courtyard, he couldn't help but look through the courtyard wall to the south of the city.
He didn't forget.
Today is the day when the new official takes office.
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(End of this chapter)