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Chapter 187 So obvious

After meeting Wang Tingxiang, Qin Dewei formally said goodbye to his former colleagues in the Huitong Pavilion and exchanged some words with each other. However, these people in the Huitong Pavilion were really reluctant to leave Qin Dewei.

It turns out that the Huitong Pavilion is a place with no sense of existence. When people talk about the official offices in Nanjing City, it is never considered the Huitong Pavilion.

Ever since Qin Dewei came over and made some efforts, the Huitong Hall has become the most watched place in Nanjing's official circles at least in the past few months. Everyone has also benefited from it and has benefited more or less.

You have to thank the well digger for water, but Qin Dewei is a high-ranking person, so we can't help him much, so we can only make another appointment to treat him to a meal to show his gratitude.

After coming out of the Huitong Hall, it was already getting late, so Qin Dewei went home directly. When he got up again today, it was time to go to work at the county government office.

Xu Miaoxuan came over in the morning as usual, helping to sort out the clothes and complaining a little.

"You promised before that you would memorize the Spring and Autumn Period before the Provincial Examination, but now I don't see you studying diligently, but running to various yamen diligently. I think your greatest pleasure is not writing poetry, but manipulating power."

Qin Dewei sighed: "A man can't just ignore his career!"

Xu Miaoxuan still couldn't help but advise: "Studying is your biggest career. Wouldn't it be better to get your name on the gold medal list early and become an official yourself? It's better than busying yourself for others now."

Qin Dewei explained a few words: "How can it be that I am busy in vain? This is all about accumulating connections. Otherwise, seeing that I have a clean background, even if I become an official, I will have no help. Wouldn't it be very sad?"

After Qin Dewei finished eating and drinking, he went out to the county government office, only to be stuffed with another cloth bag containing several Spring and Autumn Books.

When we arrived at the county government office, we first went to see Magistrate Feng. Since we went to see Wang Tingxiang on behalf of Magistrate yesterday, we should give Magistrate Feng a feedback on the results.

"So Da Sima's attitude is that he doesn't care what you do, but he will definitely not participate in targeting Jiang Fuyin?" Magistrate Feng concluded after listening to the report.

"It's not me, it's us." Qin Dewei quickly emphasized that the status should not be messed up.

After the report, nothing happened. Qin Dewei said again: "Some big shots put pressure on Da Sima this time. No wonder Da Sima can't stop Jiang Fu Yin. This is normal, but we don't need to rely on him."

Then he walked out. As the clerk of the ceremony room, of course he had to go to the ceremony room to sit there, and he also had extremely important things to do in the ceremony room.

"Wait!" Feng Zhixian stopped Qin Dewei: "Have you not finished speaking yet?"

Qin Dewei asked inexplicably: "Is there anything else I haven't said?"

Feng Zhixian took a deep breath and asked: "How are you sure it was the big shot who put pressure on Da Sima?"

Qin Dewei was surprised and said: "It's so obvious, why do you still need to say it below?"

Feng Zhixian silently showed his fist.

Qin Dewei explained in one breath: "When I met Wang Da Zong yesterday, I already hinted at Xia Da Zongbo, but Wang Da Sima was still unmoved. Obviously, it means that there must be someone as good as Xia Da Zongbo on the other side to replace Jiang Mansion.

Yin spoke!"

Feng Zhixian was thoughtful, and when he saw Qin Dewei turning around and walking out again, he quickly stopped him and said dissatisfiedly: "Can you finish your words before leaving?"

Qin Dewei continued to ask in surprise: "What else are you going to say next? Tell me who the big shot is? It's so obvious, so why bother?"

Feng Zhixian silently showed his two fists.

Qin Dewei told the truth in one breath: "There are probably only three people in the cabinet who are older than Uncle Xia Dazong. Among them, only Zhang Fuking is the most likely! He and Jiang Fuyin are both from Zhejiang!"

Zhang Fujing's original name was Zhang Cong. He was the number one figure in the early Jiajing Dynasty. He started his career with Gui E and Fang Xianfu due to the great ceremony and is now the chief minister of the cabinet.

These three people were die-hard supporters of the emperor during the Great Ceremony and fought with most of the courtiers for several years. Therefore, this group of people had a bad reputation among the scholars.

Moreover, in recent years, the emperor may have been a little disgusted with the old Zhang Fujing. Anyway, in the past two years, Xia Yan has risen rapidly and received more favors. It seems that he wants to replace Zhang Fujing.

After naming Zhang Fujing's name, Qin Dewei didn't need to say anything more and continued to walk out anxiously. He really had something important to do in the ceremony room.

Feng Zhixian shouted at the officer outside the door: "Close the door!" Then he pointed at Qin Dewei and shouted: "No matter how urgent your matter is, don't even think about leaving until you explain it clearly!"

Qin Dewei was speechless. Everything has been explained so clearly. Master Feng, what else do you want me to say?

Feng Zhixian shouted and asked: "Be honest! Why did you think it was Zhang Fujing who put the pressure? Just because he and Jiang Fuyin are both from Zhejiang? Is your judgment too arbitrary?"

"It's so obvious, forget it, I said it, I said it!" Qin Dewei visually checked the attack range of his fist, stood a little further away, and then continued to speak.

"Mr. Feng, it's not like you don't read the Di newspaper. I have highlighted the key points for you earlier. Uncle Xia Dazong and Zhang Fuking had been fighting for three days. The conflict was so deep that it even reached the point of setting up a trap.

Since Uncle Xia Dazong named Jiang Fuyin, he must know it in his heart. It is estimated that Jiang Fuyin is Zhang Fujing's man!

After thinking about this, can't we deduce that it was Zhang Fujing who put pressure on Wang Dasima for Jiang Fuyin? How could he not protect Jiang Fuyin? "

After hearing these obvious speculations, Feng Zhixian was actually a little excited. He stood up and took a few steps back and forth.

At the same time, he unclenched his fists and rubbed his hands together, saying, "Now we are participating in the important affairs of the temple? We must first cultivate ourselves and then manage our families, and then we can govern the country!"

Qin Dewei: ""

Mr. Feng, just be happy. Anyway, your life is good and there will always be someone to protect you from death.

Feng Zhixian really didn't expect that such an ordinary thing would actually involve conflicts and struggles among the top circles, affecting the balance of temple politics!

As a scholar-bureaucrat, you should have the world in your heart and worry about your king when you are far away!

After sighing with emotion, Feng Zhixian suddenly saw from the corner of his eye that Qin Dewei had walked to the door and was about to open the door.

"Don't leave!" Feng Zhixian chased after him and held down the primary school student with one hand: "Why do you always refuse to finish your words? What should we do next? How should we deal with Jiang Fuyin?"

Qin Dewei scratched his head, feeling that Magistrate Feng's situation was a bit dangerous. After thinking about it, he told the truth: "There is absolutely no need for the county magistrate to do anything."

Feng Zhixian suddenly felt a little unhappy. The primary school student wanted to destroy his temple politics! He questioned: "You said you don't need my support?"

You, a small county government clerk, want to become a third-grade official, but you don't need the support of the county magistrate. Can you be more crazy?

Qin Dewei shook his head and said calmly: "It's really not necessary. The county magistrate just sits in the office, and I can handle some small things casually."

Feng Zhixian was very angry. He finally had the opportunity to participate in a temple game, but the game experience was really bad!


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