"What should we call the two officers?" Ye Yongjia asked them as he pulled them.
"A certain person's surname is Zhang," said the officer from the palace, "that person's surname is Yan."
"I'm here to discuss the matter of standing guard. I believe you both know that," Ye Yongjia saluted, "Let's go in and talk."
"Your soldiers are all twenty-five, right?" Ye Yongjia asked.
"That's right." They both replied in unison.
"Okay, plus the people from the inspection department, how much area can you control?"
Officer Yan was unable to speak, and he hesitated for a long time before saying, "One door and one street are enough."
Ye Yongjia raised his eyelids in surprise, wondering why he was only willing to inspect this place. Then he thought again that he was Lu Fangxuan's subordinate. It was useless to talk more, so he just let it go. He said: "Okay. Then... come from the palace."
What did this person say?"
Seeing that the man had said this, Officer Zhang did not dare to cause trouble, so he nodded and said: "One street is enough."
"Where do you want to stand guard?" Ye Yongjia asked.
Officer Yan didn't reply. Instead, he went to the wall and pulled out a map. He spread it on the table and smiled: "It's convenient to search according to the shape."
Officer Zhang used his fingers to search along the route on the map, his eyes quickly stopped at a place, he pressed there and said: "There are many people here, and thieves come and go at night, so you have to worry about it. Zhang wants to set up a sentry here to guard against it."
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Ye Yongjia lowered his head and saw that it was the entire land of Confucius Temple.
He remained silent on the surface, but he knew very well in his heart that Wan Heshun wanted to make some advantages for himself in this happy alliance. The advantage came from the amount of merit in the final discussion: Confucius Temple is such a crowded place, if it is New Year's Eve
The night was uneventful, and the team standing guard must take the greatest credit.
Despite this, such a result would not cause the Lu Party to suffer any losses, but would only create mutual unhappiness. Wan Heshun had a very simple intention, and he wanted to cause such unhappiness to show that he was not soft on Lu Fangxuan.
manner.
Through Officer Zhang's few words, Ye Yongjia completely figured out the intentions of King Wan. Even though he had done many "good things" for Wan Heshun, now that he was facing the danger of the entire Nanjing, he was unwilling to fight with Wan.
The party can cooperate again.
"In my opinion, only the Confucius Temple needs to be on all vigilance, and there is nothing else to worry about..."
Officer Zhang looked at him expectantly, his eyes bright and clear; Officer Yan looked more gloomy - he felt that the matter was probably a foregone conclusion.
"Therefore, we should order you and General Yan to take turns guarding, so that it will be effective." After observing their expressions, Ye Yongjia said wisely.
Officer Zhang thrust his hand hard at the map, almost breaking the paper.
"What?" His eyes were full of anger and confusion.
Ye Yongjia just rubbed his eyebrows and didn't look at his expression at all: "If we take turns to hand over the work, the two of you can be a little less tired, and at the same time you can get this great contribution, why not? Officer Zhang, don't you want to have some free time?
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"Well said! Well said!" Officer Yan praised Zhang endlessly and clapped his hands without waiting for Zhang's reply.
Officer Zhang had no choice but to hold back his temper and muttered: "Thank you, Lord Magistrate..."
After the two parties negotiated a satisfactory result, Ye Yongjia left the inspection department and rode back to the Yamen. Officer Zhang was full of interest when he came, but left in anguish when he returned. He could not figure out when Ye Yongjia straightened his back and became more competent.
He lost his integrity. Because of this, Officer Zhang paced around the room several times in a depressed manner.
Before the sadness was over, soldiers suddenly came in with the tent raised and reported: "All the soldiers in the Inspection Department have been sent back to the Yamen by the thieves of the Lu Party!"
Officer Zhang was so shocked that he almost jumped up: "Is the person named Yan crazy?!"
"You...you..." Officer Zhang felt angry, "Go and ask him what the hell is going on!"
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"Be gentle when you talk to that guy!" Officer Zhang hurriedly told him. When he saw the soldier leaving, he sat on a chair and waited anxiously.
After a while, the man returned to the tent, knelt down and reported: "General, according to the thief, he was entrusted by Wei Chong's Wei Secretary's Office to send the officers and soldiers back to the Yamen. I don't know whether it is true or not."
"Wei Chong...Wei Chong..."
Officer Zhang murmured for a while, then smashed his fist on the table: "Let them make trouble, we won't interfere...just enough to make Ye Yongjia suffer some pain!"
New Year's Eve seems to be coming very slowly. The "open curfew" notice has been posted for a day, and the people naturally welcome it very much. The haze since the Wanlu Party War seems to no longer envelope Nanjing.
There were loud gongs and drums everywhere, lanterns were hung along the long street, and the orange-red light was bright and dazzling, shining directly into the Wanlu Second Mansion. On Lu Fangxuan's side, Tong Qizi and others were having a banquet with guests, drinking and drinking.
The hall was full of noise, but Wan Heshun simply prepared a few dishes, ate fruits with his family, and quietly watched Cai Xianqing perform.
Mr. Wei, whom Cai Xianqing always admired, was not idle either. Instead, he walked to Huaiqing Bridge, revisited his hometown with Xia Yuanlong, and played some chess.
Still in the tea shop, the tea master happily brought tea over to watch the two of them play chess.
Just like in those days, the people still formed a wall, with people on three levels inside and three outside with their feet up, just to watch the two 'sages' play chess.
"How is it?" Xia Yuanlong smiled and asked, "Is this a good idea? Have you not stayed here for a long time?"
Wei Huai looked around hesitantly and said in a cold tone: "Okay."
"Jimin, Brother Zhong Fang got to know us here, so today can be regarded as a worship service." Xia Yuanlong said with a bitter smile.
"But our momentum is getting stronger," he continued, "all the parties can no longer control us, and reforms to save the people seem to be just around the corner. This is enough to comfort Zhong Fang's spirit in heaven!"
"Do you really think so?" Wei Huai asked.
"Isn't it?" Yuan Long's tone seemed to leave no room for doubt, "The academies in Suzhou have been managed well by Zhu Che, and academies have been opened as far away as Jingzhou. Isn't it as good as what I said?"
Wei Huai sighed: "Suzhou is not very satisfied with me."
"This is..." Xia Yuanlong leaned over and Wei Huai whispered a few words to him, but unfortunately they were all lost in the crowd.
After hearing this, Yuan Long advised: "It's normal to have different opinions, but they are all people who are committed to reform and will not ignore the overall situation and cause too much trouble. Don't worry."
Having said this, the soldiers standing guard in the distance changed again quietly.
With a sly smile, Wei Chong hurried into the study, kowtowed to Ye Yongjia, and saw that he was drawing something on the map with a serious face.
"Have you gone to see it?" Ye Yongjia asked.
"I went to see it. There seems to be something wrong with the Huaiqing Bridge." Wei Chong covered his snickering face with his sleeves and reported.
"There's obviously not enough manpower there, that's what Officer Zhang said."
When Ye Yongjia heard Officer Zhang's name, he started to have a headache - maybe this was because he was causing trouble for himself, the prefect.