Coincidentally.

In this teahouse for civilians, there are two guests who are officials today.

In the corner of the tea house, there are two men sitting in front of a square table. One in his thirties, looks handsome, has three beard, covered with a blue blue shirt, wears the same color scarf.

Confucian elegance.

His complexion is a bit pale, as if he has healed the serious illness.

A twenty -seven -year -old, the big ears of the fat head, very rich, covered with a white brocade, looking at it as if it was rich, decent.

The thirty -year -old is called Wu Jing, the authentic Chu capital. At the age of 20, he was in a jinshi.

The six ministers of the court are headed by the Ministry of Rites. Although the officials of the Ministry of Rites have no real power, they are all Qinggui.

Wu Jing further is a waiter.

In the court, it is a young and promising official.

He was sick recently, asked sick leave, and did not go to the Ministry of Liquida. He felt a little better today. He came out to sit in the tea house and moved his muscles. He planned to go to the door tomorrow.

In addition to the wealthy with him, he was named Li Yun. He was also a Chu capital. He had just returned from the outside of the outside world. He is currently a candidate in the Ministry of Officials and is also leisurely.

"So the romance is just a romance. It is a book, and the person who writes the novel has fabricated it. If Wu Nian can really make a stable of 180 pounds. I will eat this tea cup."

Li Yun looked up at the tea cup in his hand, as if observing, how to get out of his mouth.

"Even if the romance has a fictional composition. But Wu Nian is our contemporary person, it is easy for us to know what kind of person he is."

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

Wu Jing's anger is a bit different.

Li Yun and Wu Jing's friends for many years knew each other's temper. He immediately heard strangeness, narrowed his eyes, and said, "Brother Wu. Do you also support the Wu Nian?"

Now the court is divided into two factions, and it is noisy.

One faction is supporting Wu Nian, I hope the court can express it.

A faction still believes that Wu Nian claims to be a general of the Han Dynasty as a very dangerous figure, and cannot register the official position.

Once the official position is blocked.

I am afraid that raising a tiger.

Just like when the Three Kingdoms, the Han Ting registered the state herds, which led to the excessive power of the local princes. The more Wu Nian, the more powerful, the more it should prevent it.

"Of course." Wu Jing nodded with a smile, and then sighed: "The court is too suspicious. Wu Nian is trapped in Liaodong, claiming to be the general of the Han Dynasty, but it is only a measure of power."

"Of course. I dare not guarantee. Is he ambitious or loyal to the court."

"But even if Wu Nian has ambitions, he is a character like a hero in the late Han Dynasty.

"Compared to Wu Nian's threat, Mongolian talents are more serious threats."

"And if Wu Nian is a loyal minister, then we should have expressed something, support him. Isn't it?"

Speaking of the end, Wu Jing's tone is very firm.

"Say it." Li Yun nodded and said.

"It's just. Even if you support Wu Nian, it doesn't use it. This matter, the court looks noisy on the court. But most people are involved. What can really be the master of the cabinet is the scholars of the cabinet."

Wu Jing heard the words sad, lowering his head slightly, eating tea, silent.

Yes. Although he is young and promising, his status is still too low. People who are really the Lord are people above.

Today, it has been in the reign of thirty -two years. In the first ten years, Li Jing Tuzhi was a Mingjun. In the next 22 years, he ignored the politics of the DPRK for a long time and worshiped Taoism in the harem.

It is called [Daojun Emperor].

The ministers could not meet with the Emperor Dao Jun for a long time, and they all contacted the eunuch in the middle.

And those undergraduates of cabinet are either corpse meals or corrupted generations. Chu Kingdom is really a mess.

The last time the person on the top can denial Wu Nian.

This time it can be probably.

"Hey." Wu Jing ate the tea in the tea cup and sighed. He stood up and walked to the stairs.

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

"I'm going home. You can play it yourself." Wu Jingdi said without replying.

"Really worrying people." Li Yun looked at Wu Jing's back and sighed.

His friend is young, ambitious, ambitious, and virtue. If Mingjun is in office, when officials are governed by Qingming, how can he be official positions.

But this situation is difficult now.

"It's a good picture of Qingming on the river, but I don't know how long this Taiping World can last?" Li Yun stood up and came to the street overlooking the streets, secretly in the heart.

Wu Jing quickly returned home.

After entering the study in a hurry, he immediately sat down and asked the scholars to come over to grind the ink. When the ink was turned on, he lifted his pen to dip the ink, spread out the folding, and began to work hard.

He has implemented his position to practice, and the book supports Wu Nian.

Give Wu Nian's official position of [General Han], so that he can be named Liaodong.

"Although I can't be the master, I have to do my best." After Wu Jing wrote the folding, he dried the ink first, then checked the wrong words, carefully opened a wooden box next to it and put it.

After doing this, Wu Jing exhaled a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his face.

After that, he recuperated at home with peace of mind, and when he held the box early the next day, he hugged the box, sat on the sedan, and went to the gate of the Ministry of Rites.

After coming to Yamen, he handed it up. Then he came to his office room and sat down, and then he drank tea and read a book.

The Ministry of Rites is really leisurely.

Until the afternoon, a small official walked in from the outside, and bent down to Wu Jing: "Master Wu. Master Shang Shu, please go."

Wu Jing didn't take it seriously. Shangshu summoned officials in the gate, which was normal. He said a few words to the colleagues present, sorted out his clothes, walked out of the office room, and arrived at Shangshu office room.

After entering the room, Wu Jing saw Zhao Yuangong, the Ministry of Rites Shangshu.

"Adults. Are you looking for me?" Wu Jing bent down and walked.

Zhao Yuangong is 62 years old this year. He has white hair and a thin figure, but his mental head is okay.

"Sit." Zhao Yuangong smiled and asked Wu Jing to sit down, and then said, "Master Wu. Regarding Wu Nian's things, the court has a conclusion."

Wu Jing immediately tightened, looked up and asked: "What conclusion? Is it the official position of the [Fuhan General]?"

This is really important.

This is the official position that claims to be a registered with the court, but it is completely different.

The official position of the court registered is that it can really order Liaodong.
Chapter completed!