After Chongzhen appointed Liu Yuliang as the governor of Henan, he thought that there would be some disputes between the government and the opposition. Unexpectedly, as soon as this order was issued, it was like a pebble falling into the Fu River, without causing any waves.
It turned out that the attention of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty was attracted by the news of Wen Tiren's assassination, so they did not care so much about a mere governor of Henan.
Who will be the next chief minister? This question has always troubled the officials of the Ming Dynasty, but the answer soon came out. The person who succeeded wen Tiren as the chief minister was not Yang Sichang, whom everyone was optimistic about. But there is a person that no one thought of, his name is Zhang Zhifa!
"It turned out that Zhang Zhifa became the chief minister. It seems that the emperor has really lost his mind."
In the back garden of General Dingguo's mansion in Qingzhou, there is a lazy chair under a lush green grape trellis. Wei Manting is lazily reclining on the chair, holding a secret report just sent from the capital and carefully studying it. Watch.
Because the weather was too hot, Wei Manxue only wore a white lake silk blouse and a darling skirt, with her hair tied up in a bun, which made her look young with a hint of charm, and her delicate white face revealed a hint of seduction. Her slender snow-white jade feet were covered with a pair of bouncy, goose-yellow embroidered shoes. However, her feet were not put on the embroidered shoes at this time, but her legs were shaking gently. It looks like it is carved from a piece of snow-white jade, and the five delicate toes are painted with light red orchid oil, which further highlights the delicacy and beauty of the jade feet.
Pang Gang was sitting next to Wei Manyu, staring at his wife's feet, and the corners of his mouth were already wet. He didn't realize that his appearance at this time was no different from the rent-a-brother appearance described by later generations.
To be honest, Pang Gang had never seen Wei Manyu's feet, but he found that every time he looked at his wife's feet, he would have a feeling of surprise. Yes, it was amazing. In later generations, Pang Gang has always been unsatisfied. He understood why so many ancient people had a foot fetish. Now he finally understood that it was not the ancients who had a foot fetish, but that there is a kind of beauty that will make you hopelessly obsessed.
After Wei Manyu finished speaking, he felt that there was no movement around him. When he looked up, he realized that his husband was staring at her feet. Wei Manting was so embarrassed that he quickly put on his embroidered shoes and was delighted. She shyly stretched out her jade and pointed at her husband's forehead and said shyly, "You idiot, you're getting mad again."
Pang Gang, who was woken up by his wife, raised his head and said dissatisfied: "What's wrong? I can't even look at my own wife. This is against the rules of heaven."
Wei Mantao was so embarrassed that her face turned as red as a red cloth. She shyly stretched out her pink fist and hit her husband on the shoulder, "If you bash her so gently, she will go back to her room."
"It's a good time to go back to the room, let's do something!" Pang Gang laughed shamelessly.
"You Liuwei Mantao stood up in shame and anger, and was about to go back to the house, but was hugged by Pang Gang. Pang Gang ignored the protests of his wife in Qingqing's arms and sat down on the lazy chair. He knew Wei Manyu came from a noble family and had a fair face. She hugged Wei Manyu and said with a cheeky smile: "Okay, I made a mistake, and I will apologize to you. My good wife, you can analyze it for me. Who is this Zhang Zhifa, and why do you say the emperor has lost his mind?"
Wei Manyu, who was held in her husband's arms, felt her husband's warm embrace, and a hot and familiar breath blew into her earlobes. In an instant, she felt that her body softened, and she unconsciously
He collapsed in his husband's arms.
Wei Mantao gave Pang Gang a charming look and said angrily, "Big bad bomb, if you don't let me go, what will I tell you?"
"Oh, okay!" Pang Gang helped his wife, who seemed to be weak and boneless, to get ready. He held Wei Manyu's slender waist with his two big hands and asked her to sit upright on his big thighs, and then said: "Okay,
Is that okay?"
A charming glance glanced at someone, and Wei Manmao reached out and brushed the hair on his temples before saying: "The emperor deposed wēn Tiren, which is a good thing in itself, because wēn Tiren is a man of conspiracy.
Yin Ren is a good player, but he is not good at doing business. It's just that the emperor's favorite has been the chief assistant for such a long time over the years, but the emperor's promotion of Zhang Zhifa to replace Wen Tiren this time was a stupid move.
"
"Why?" At this time, Pang Gang was like an open-minded and studious student, staring closely at Wei Manting's face.
Wei Manting continued: "The emperor's original intention to promote Zhang Zhifa was because he considered that most of the ministers in the cabinet were selected from the Imperial Academy. These people can only write articles but are not familiar with current affairs. They can only be the emperor's yes-man and cannot govern the country. He is very dissatisfied.
They wanted to select talents from the feudal officials who were familiar with the political practice. Therefore, Zhang Zhifa, who was born in a local government, entered the emperor's eye because he was familiar with the political practice. This move itself is understandable. However, Zhang Zhifa is not a capable official in governing the country;
A young disciple, in the past he only followed the example of wēn Tiren and formed a sidǎng. There has always been a so-called "passing on the mantle" in the court, just like the disciples of Buddhist disciples. It was expected that Zhang Zhifa inherited the mantle of wēntiren.
However, Zhang Zhifa is more than a sycophant but lacks talent and virtue. His intelligence and agility are not as good as those of Wen Tiren. Therefore, he has no choice but to follow Wen Tiren's old ways of doing things. Think about it, even Wen Tiren
This teacher has been deposed by the emperor, how long can Zhang Zhifa, the "disciple", last?"
"High, really high!" Pang Gang, who was so impressed by his wife's analysis, gave a thumbs up in admiration. He had no idea that his performance was almost exactly the same as that of a villain in a later movie.
Although Pang Gang knew from later history books that Chongzhen changed more than thirty chief ministers like a revolving door during his seventeen-year emperor career. Their average career was only a few months, but some things were not
It is not something that can be written in history books. For example, Pang Gang was even more confused about the inside story and reasons for the change of chief assistant. Now that he heard his wife's analysis, he suddenly realized it.
Thinking that it was already the tenth year of Chongzhen and there were only a few years before the reign of King Miè of the Ming Dynasty, Pang Gang sighed and said: "The Ming Dynasty can't last much longer, we have to make plans early."
Wei Manyu's jade fingers gently stirred the hair hanging down her temples, and asked with some confusion: "Husband, I think you are sometimes like a wise man who takes precautions. For example, what do you think of the current situation?"
It is very thorough. For example, the court's attitude towards the Tatars, the Tatars have an extremely clear view of the time direction of the Ming Dynasty's invasion and some general trends. Even my father has praised this point many times in front of Concubine Jian, but sometimes he doesn't.
Like a child who doesn't even understand some very simple principles, Jian Concubine wants to ask, do you really not understand or are you just teasing me?"
After Pang Gang heard this, his old face turned red, and he laughed and said: "Daughter-in-law, your husband, I am as wise as a fish. I am born to do big things, so I have to rely on you as a virtuous wife to do the small things. Otherwise, wouldn't you be the best?"
Is there no use for it anymore?"
Wei Manyu was already speechless about her husband's thick skin, so she could only give him a hard look and ignore him.
Pang Gang ignored his wife's roll of the eyes and continued with a frown: "But the emperor sent Liu Yuliang to Henan to "governor the jun" and I don't know if this cǎo is qualified. If Li Zicheng, a lonely liuukou, is allowed to occupy Henan, we in Shandong
We will definitely be harassed by them, which will be a real headache.”
"That's right!" Wei Manyu also wrinkled his beautiful black eyebrows. "Liukou had harassed Henan the year before last. Fortunately, Hong Chengchou, Sun Chuanting and others drove him back to Shaanxi. Now Hong Chengchou leads the army to Xuanda University. Those
Liukou is like a wild horse that has been dragged off the reins and can no longer be tamed."
Pang Gang muttered: "What a wild horse! If the emperor orders me to go to Henan to pacify Liukou, I promise to wipe them out within half a year."
Wei Mantao stretched out his jade finger in a funny way and pinched it gently: "Do you think the emperor will still be so careless?"
"Yeah, Chongzhen probably doesn't dare to let me out." Pang Gang smiled bitterly. He now manages Shandong as if it were his own private land. Now that Shandong's officials are appointed, the defense has completely fallen into the hands of himself and Wei Tongnian.
In the hands of the captain's son-in-law, it can be said that he is now the local emperor of Shandong. Chongzhen's head has not been caught by the door panel, how could he let himself extend his hand to Henan again.
Unless he takes the initiative to reach out to Henan, Pang Gang also knows that Chongzhen has not declared himself a rebel yet. That is because he has not raised the rebel flag, and Ming Dynasty has no spare power to deal with him. But if he really enters Henan without permission, then
I am afraid that even if Chongzhen was the reincarnation of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, he would unceremoniously dispatch Hong Chengchou or even the Guan Ning cavalry stationed in Shanhaiguan to deal with him.
But if he really had a fight with Chongzhen, wouldn't he make Li Zicheng, the Liukou and the Manqing laugh? For a moment, Pang Gang couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
"My husband, my husband!" Seeing her husband's thick brows furrowed, Wei Manyu felt a little distressed and stretched out her little hand to stroke his brow and said softly: "Husband, don't think so much. As the saying goes, you can go to the mountain by car.
There must be a way ahead, anyway, we have a big army in our hands now, it won’t be too late to make plans when the time comes!”
Pang Gang thought the same, there was still an opportunity anyway, just wait slowly.
Pang Gang, who had put aside his worries, became energetic again, a smile appeared on his face again, and he hugged Wei Manyu's body from behind.
Wei Manyu glanced around subconsciously and found that there was no one around. Then she relaxed, closed her eyes tightly, and fell softly into her husband's arms.
Seeing Wei Manyujiāo's pretty face in front of him, Pang Gang was so moved that he couldn't help but lean down and peck her bright red lips.
Wei Manting made a "squeak" sound, and her body suddenly became tense, and even her breathing stopped. Pang Gang gently sipped on her soft and dry lips a few times, and then she seemed to come to life, her body trembled slightly, and her nose
She also let out a rapid whirring sound. "Manting!" Pang Gang's hand slid up and down her white jade-like neck, "We also want a child."
"Well, Liu Wei Manting opened her eyes slightly and said in a low voice. It seems that the news of Ruolan's pregnancy was also a thorn in her side. She leaned towards her husband and pulled Pang Gang's hand to her chest. Under the greasy bulge was a pounding heart. "Husband, I also want a child," Wei Manting murmured with charming eyes.
I didn't expect Wei Mantao to be so charming in front of her with such a dignified appearance. As Pang Gang's big hand rubbed the silk from left to right, the bulge on her chest kept changing its shape, becoming more and more straight.
Pang Gang couldn't bear it any longer, picked up his wife by the waist, and strode towards the back room! (To be continued)
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