"Young Master has just returned to Beijing from the battle. Why don't you rest in the mansion for a few days and then go to court today?"
Zhuge Qingshan came over, and Fang Jue and Yan Lanfeng had already walked outside the gate of Fengtian Hall and met the chief minister face to face.
Yan Lanfeng slightly cupped his hands and walked away with the Minister of Household Affairs.
"Old Chief Assistant, are you okay?" Fang Jue returned the greeting with his hands in hand.
"Hey, I was thinking about going to Fangjiazhuang to meet the young master and ask for some medicine. I have a sore back and dizziness. I've been suffering from the same old problem since winter."
Zhuge Qingshan smiled and said: "I have heard that the young master's medical skills are amazing and he once brought the old Duke Ye back from the Palace of Hell. I guess this little problem of mine is not a problem, right?"
"oh?"
Fang Jue looked serious and stretched out his hand: "Sir, let me check your pulse."
Zhuge Qingshan is not polite. Anyway, His Majesty has not come yet, and the time is still a quarter or two away, so there is no need to be too serious.
Then he stretched out his left hand.
Fang Jue took advantage of the situation and pressed Zhuge Qingshan's wrist in the air, feeling his pulse.
"Huh?" Fang Jue looked at Zhuge Qingshan, "Sir, you have been distracted recently and have been working hard, so you should not work too hard."
"Haha, Dr. Zheng in the palace also said the same thing, but I am the chief minister of the cabinet, so I can't just sit down and eat without food, right?" Zhuge Qingshan laughed and shook his head.
A famous and capable minister like him had already planned to die in his position as the chief minister of the cabinet, and was unwilling to give up his official duties for the sake of his health.
Everyone understands the principles of health preservation, but who can let go of everything and focus on living a good life?
"My dear, you have poor blood circulation in your waist. I will go to Fangjiazhuang today and I will give you some acupuncture."
"The dizziness is due to the slight wind and cold. It's cold in winter. You can't stay too late when busy with official duties in the house. Otherwise, even if there is a brazier, the wind and cold will enter the body. Over time, you will suddenly fall ill." Fang Jue explained.
"The young master is really superb in medical skills. He is more meticulous than the imperial doctor. I admire him... Then I will go to your village to ask for lunch after the court today, haha." Zhuge Qing smiled.
Fang Jue nodded, and the two of them held hands with each other, walked to the row of courtiers, and stood in the front row.
Somewhat embarrassingly, the array of civil and military officials were clearly differentiated. Fang Jue thought about it and still stood with Zhuge Qingshan.
"Young Master is the imperial general who conquered the north and rebelled against rebellion. Why are you still standing among the civil servants?" said the old general Zhao Yang with a smile.
Fang Jue said calmly: "The expedition to the north and the rebellion have come to an end. I have returned to Beijing to hand over troops. I am not a general, so naturally I will continue to serve in the imperial court."
If he were to stand in the military attaché, Fang Jue would not be able to stand so far forward. Fang Jue is very self-aware.
The highest official position above his head is that of a first-grade young master and a second-grade supervisor of the Musket Bureau.
Both of these positions are higher than the rank of General Zhengbei, so if he still stands among the military attaches, he will obviously offend the civilian officials.
As for whether he might offend the military attache... Fang Jue didn't care at all. The military attache had no military power, so it didn't matter if he offended him or not. It would make the emperor feel more at ease if he had some time off.
"Young Master's words are very true, General Zhao. Even if Young Master still holds the post of General in the Northern Campaign, his highest title is Prince's Young Master... I'm afraid it's inappropriate to stand among the military attachés, right?"
Ye Xuanfeng actually spoke up and spoke for Fang Jue. He was standing in the first row of military attachés.
Zhao Yang's title and military position were lower than Ye Xuanfeng's, and his qualifications were not comparable. Seeing Ye Xuanfeng speak, he said nothing more.
Lin Bei and Wei Feng were also in court today. They originally wanted to speak for Fang Jue, but Fang Jue glared at them and told them not to talk too much.
No matter how good the relationship is, it cannot be shown here. It is understandable that Ye Xuanfeng speaks for Fang Jue. After all, it is a life-saving grace. The few of them cannot be too close to Fang Jue. After all, there are differences between civil and military forces.
"Your Majesty is here!" At this moment, Wang Feng's duck voice suddenly howled, making the courtiers stand up straight.
Now that your Majesty is here, everyone is in high spirits, even those who haven't woken up yet have to wake up.
Xiao Pingsi walked in from the back door of Fengtian Hall and sat on the dragon chair. He first scanned around the courtiers and saw a few people he wanted to see, then he smiled with satisfaction.
"Long live your Majesty..." the courtiers began to worship.
"Plain body."
Xiao Pingsi was in a good mood. With a wave of his hand, his eyes fell on Fang Jue.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." The officials stopped saluting, stood up straight, and held the jade gui or memorial in both hands.
"Today's meeting will not discuss anything. The main thing is to discuss the Northern Expedition...discuss the merits and reward them!" Xiao Pingsi spoke first and glared at the Yushitai emphatically.
Qin Shiyi hesitated to speak, but nodded, realizing that it would be a bit inappropriate to fire the gun today.
Let everyone have a good day, and tomorrow you will know how powerful I, Qin Tietou, am!
"Haha..." The courtiers all looked at Fang Jue, who was standing in the first row. At this moment, he was the most handsome boy in the court.
Of course, there are also Lin Bei, Cheng Jie, Wei Feng and other generals from the Yulin Army and Firearms Battalion.
"This time, the Young Master will lead the Yulin Army and go out with the Fusun Bureau troops. Combined with the two battalions of Liangzhou and Lizhou, the troops will go out of Beiliang."
"Surprise attack on Shuangzhou, frightened away the Hanzhou defenders, defeated Linzhou in a battle on the north bank of Linjiang River, and captured Tuzhou from the mouths of Beiliang and Xichu... It is really a great achievement for us to expand the territory of the four states in Daxia
It is unparalleled in this world!"
The one who kept talking was Ye Xuanfeng. His words made people admire his magnanimity and humility.
Fang Jue handed over his hand and said, "Old Duke Ye's compliments are so ridiculous, how could they compare to your youthful demeanor."
Conquering the Four Prefectures was an extremely high military achievement that almost no one in the world could match.
But in front of Ye Xuanfeng, it was still not enough.
Ye Xuanfeng has been ranked number one on the Emperor's Pavilion's list of famous generals for decades. After he stepped down, Emperor's Pavilion would rather leave the top spot on the list for decades than change to another name... This shows how legendary he was back then.
This is a living legend, the true god of war. Ye Xuanfeng does not have firearms, he is a true god-like person with weapons.
When he praised Fang Jue, it was mostly to support the younger generation and show the demeanor of the senior.
If Fang Jue really thought that he could compete with him, then he was really deceived by eating too much lard.
"Ha ha……"
Ye Xuanfeng stroked his beard and smiled: "I am already old. Now among the six kingdoms of Daxia and the princes, no one in the younger generation can match the military merits of the young master. They are enough to stand out among the heroes."
"In the future, you will definitely be able to surpass me."
Fang Jue narrowed his eyes and heard Ye Xuanfeng's suggestion, and said calmly: "The battlefield is dangerous. This junior is also a little frightened. I am still willing to stay in Beijing longer in the future. I am afraid that my body and bones cannot endure the hardships of the battlefield all year round."
When Ye Xuanfeng heard this, he nodded slightly and secretly gave Fang Jue an approving look.
These words are telling everyone and His Majesty... I don't care about military achievements and military power, so there is no need to worry about it.
"Young Master is really too modest. I have seen the success report of the Ministry of War. The battle on the north bank of Linjiang River was really exciting, enough to rank among the famous generals in the world. It is a pity that a genius like Young Master does not lead the army."
Fang Jue followed the voice and looked over, and the person speaking was actually Mr. He who was on crutches.
He doesn't usually go to court, so he must have come to join in the fun today. He was standing in the same row as Ye Xuanfeng, who also had a very high military rank.
"Your uncle..." Fang Jue rolled his eyes at the old man, secretly wanting to curse him.
In order to reduce the pressure on your family, He Feng, you are so complimentary to me?
It's really thoughtful.
"The general has also read the military report. The young division's use of firearms can be said to be extremely proficient and has its own system... Relying mainly on firearms, it is possible to control the battle damage to such a small amount. Firearms are really easy to use..." Zhao Yang
He said calmly.
Fang Jue glanced over, and he suddenly felt that this old general had a bit of yin and yang aura, but it was not very obvious.
So he turned his head and looked at Zhuge Qingshan on the side with a questioning look.
"What does this man mean?"
Zhuge Qingshan whispered: "Mr. Zhao is worried that the firearm is out of control."
With these few words, no need to say more, Fang Jue understood that there were already different opinions on firearms in the DPRK.
When something you are accustomed to is replaced and suppressed, there will always be people who are accustomed to it and will feel that this kind of disruption is dangerous.
Regardless of perspective, based on all considerations, firearms are indeed dangerous, and Zhao Yang's concern is not unreasonable.
But today, when he spoke like this on this festive occasion, he seemed a little impatient.
"What General Zhao said is true. Firearms are very useful, but they still need to be suppressed by cavalry and protected by heavy armor to exert their power."
In the era before the emergence of continuous fire, firearms could not completely replace the traditional army.
Fang Jue had no intention of advancing the process too quickly, as Zhao Yang feared, it would be too dangerous.
It is necessary to gradually and fully adapt within a controllable range, otherwise the consequences will be unpredictable.
"Young Master is right. Although firearms have great merits, this military success cannot be achieved only by the Firearms Battalion. The Yulin Army and Liangzhou Lizhou Third Battalion all contributed indispensably." Zhuge Qingshan said with a smile.
As the chief assistant, he can intervene in both civil and military matters, but he does not taint military power and is not afraid of violating taboos.
"My dear friends, everything you said makes sense." Xiao Pingsi had been listening to the arguments from all sides without interrupting, so he concluded. This chapter has been completed!
