Coincidentally.

In this teahouse for common people, two official guests came today.

In the corner of the tea house, two men are sitting in front of a square table. One is in his thirties, handsome, with three long beards, wearing a blue shirt and a Confucian scarf of the same color. He is very handsome.

Elegant.

His face looked a little pale, as if he was recovering from a serious illness.

A man in his mid-twenties, with a fat head and big ears, was very wealthy. He wore a white brocade robe and looked like a wealthy and respectable official.

The man in his thirties is called Wu Jing, a native of Chudu. He won the Jinshi title at the age of twenty and has been in officialdom for more than ten years. He is currently a doctor of the Ministry of Rites.

There are six departments in the imperial court, headed by the Ministry of Rites. Although the officials in the Ministry of Rites have no real power, they are all nobles.

Wu Jing went one step further and became a minister.

In the imperial court, they belong to young and promising officials.

He was ill recently and took sick leave. He did not go to the Etiquette Department to work. He felt better today and went out to sit in the teahouse to stretch his muscles. He planned to go to the Yamen tomorrow.

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

"So the romance is just a romance. It was made up by storytellers and novel writers. If Wu Nian could really make a horse stem weighing 180 kilograms, I would eat this tea cup."

Li Yun picked up the tea cup in his hand and looked at it, as if observing how to drink it.

"Even if the novel contains fictional elements, Wu Nian is a contemporary of ours, so it's easy for us to know what kind of person he is."

"And what he did in Liaodong is 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 noticed something strange, narrowed his eyes and said, "Brother Wu, are you also a supporter of Wu Nian's group?"

Now the imperial court is divided into two factions, and the quarrel is fierce.

One group supported Wu Nian and hoped that the court would express his support.

One group still believes that Wu Nian's claim to be a general supporting the Han Dynasty is a very dangerous hero and cannot be entrusted with an official position.

Once conferred an official position.

I'm afraid it's just raising tigers that will cause trouble.

Just like during the Three Kingdoms period, the Han Dynasty conferred the title of state pastor, which led to the excessive power of local princes. The more powerful the year of Wu, the more we should take precautions in the bud.

"Of course." Wu Jing nodded with a smile, and then sighed: "The court is too suspicious. Wu Nian is trapped in Liaodong and calling himself a general to assist the Han Dynasty is just a temporary measure."

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

"But even if Wu Nian is ambitious and is like a hero in the late Han Dynasty, the imperial court canonizes him and uses him to fight against the Mongolian people. It is also good to use him as a side general to hold off the Mongolian people."

"Compared to the threat from Wu Nian, the Meng Yuan people are a more serious threat."

"And if Wu Nian is a loyal minister, then we should show our support and support him, right?"

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

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

"It's just that it's useless even if you support Wu Nian. There seems to be a lot of noise in the court about this matter. But most people are just participating. The real ones who can make the decision are the cabinet bachelors."

Wu Jing felt sad when he heard this, lowered his head slightly, sipped tea and remained silent.

Yes. Although he is young and promising, his status is still too low. The people at the top are the ones who really make the decision.

The emperor has been in office for thirty-two years now. In the first ten years, he worked hard to govern and was a wise king. In the next twenty-two years, he ignored the government for a long time, believed in Taoism, and practiced Taoism and alchemy in the harem.

He is known as [Daojun Emperor].

The ministers could not meet with the Dao Lord and Emperor for a long time, so they relied on eunuchs to communicate with each other.

And those cabinet bachelors are either useless people or corrupt people. The whole country of Chu is really in a mess.

The people above were able to deny Wu Nian last time.

Maybe this time too.

"Hey." Wu Jing finished the tea in the cup 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 quickly and asked.

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

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

This friend of his is young and promising, ambitious, ambitious, and virtuous. If Mingjun is in power and the officials are in charge of the Ming Dynasty, he will be able to achieve the official position of minister.

But the current situation is difficult.

"It's such a beautiful picture of Riverside During the Qingming Festival, but I don't know how long this peaceful world can last?" Li Yun stood up, came to the fence and looked down at the street, thinking to himself.

Wu Jing returned home soon.

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

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

Get Wu Nian the official position of [General Fu Han] so that he can legitimately command Liaodong.

"Although I can't make the decision, I still have to do my best." After Wu Jing wrote the note, he dried the ink, then checked for typos, carefully opened a wooden box next to it and put it away.

After doing this, Wu Jing exhaled and smiled on his face.

After that, he rested at home and waited until early the next morning. Then he hugged the box, got on the sedan, and headed to the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites.

After arriving at the Yamen, he handed over the paper. Then he came to his office and sat down, drinking tea and reading.

The Ministry of Rites is really free.

Until the afternoon, a small official came in from outside, bowed to Wu Jing and said, "Master Wu, Master Shangshu, please come over."

Wu Jing didn't take it seriously. It was normal for the minister to summon the officials in the yamen. He said a few words to the colleagues present, straightened his clothes and appearance, walked out of the office, and arrived at the minister's office.

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

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

Zhao Yuangong is sixty-two years old this year. He has gray hair and a thin body, but he is in good spirits.

"Sit down." Zhao Yuangong smiled and asked Wu Jing to sit down first, and then said: "Master Wu, the court has already made a conclusion regarding Wu Nian's matter."

Wu Jing's heart suddenly tightened, and he raised his head and asked with concern: "What's the conclusion? Has he been granted the official position of [General Fu Han]?"

This is really important.

This self-proclaimed position is completely different from the official position conferred by the imperial court.

The official positions conferred by the imperial court can really give orders to Liaodong.
Chapter completed!