"There are still three concubines to raise at home, and all of them are lavish spenders..."
"There are also a bunch of brothers from the Imperial City Division who go to Chuixue Tower and eat haphazardly. They just wipe their mouths after eating. How can they pay the bill..."
Ximen Qing did not give up and continued to cry about poverty.
"Okay!" Zhao Kai stamped his foot: "If you continue, do you want me to pay you?"
Ximen Qing closed his mouth very wisely.
"Twenty thousand guan." Zhao Kai gestured with two fingers: "You have been promoted several levels, so just pay 20,000 guan! Don't tell me you can't afford it!"
"Yes!" Ximen Qing smiled and said: "Twenty thousand guan is just 20,000 guan. I will ask the accountant to deliver it tomorrow."
"Well, let's ask the horse racing officer to hand it over..." Zhao Kai seemed to have some taste as he said: "You go in from the left pocket and come out from the right pocket! There are three horse racing officers, and you brothers have two.
indivual..."
Ximen Qing said categorically: "Make sure every article is used where it should be used. As long as Mr. Ma disagrees, it will never be used! This is called a one-vote veto system!"
Zhao Kai was stunned for a moment when he heard this new word. After asking for clarification, he nodded: "What a one-vote veto system! I have never heard of the things you do, and they are not in the book. They are all
Where did you come up with it?”
"Some countries far to the west have this kind of one-vote veto system." Ximen Qing prevaricates: "When you do business, you will understand if you listen a lot."
Zhao Kai nodded and said: "It seems that there are many benefits to doing business... It's very far to the west... Could it be Da Qin?"
Although Ximen Qing was taught history entirely by his physical education teacher, he also knew that the Great Qin that Zhao Kai mentioned was not the Qin State that annexed six kingdoms in ancient times, but the old name of Rome.
"Yes, it's Da Qin!" Ximen Qing seemed to have remembered something, and flattered him: "Your Highness, this is the real erudition. You know so much from just one sentence from the official!"
Prince Jia Zhao Kai suddenly felt a little elated, with a look of pride on his face: "I am just talking nonsense..."
Ximen Qing lamented that this magical skill of flattering is simply the best magical skill in ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad. Compared with it, the Nine Yang Manual, the Nine Yin Manual, the Great Shift of the Universe, and the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon are all weak! Not only that, but also
Once this magical skill is revealed, all men, women, old and young will be killed!
However, you still have to be careful with this magical skill. If you pat too much, the horse's butt will hurt. If you pat the horse's legs, it should be kicked!
So Ximen Qing stopped there and did not continue filming.
"Your Majesty, if you have nothing else to do, I will take my leave first."
"Wait a minute." Zhao Kai stopped him, then hesitated: "Actually, there is one more thing that we need to discuss with the Imperial City envoy."
Ximen Qing had no choice but to retract his legs as he stepped out, cupping his hands and saying, "Your Majesty, please speak."
King Zhao Kai thought for a while and then said: "Father is very satisfied with the performance of the Imperial City Division this year, and the commendation order has been drawn up."
"This is a good thing." Ximen Qing chuckled and said, "Everyone has seen the achievements that the prince has made since he was promoted to the Imperial City Division... More importantly, the officials also see it."
Zhao Kai nodded, then shook his head: "It's a good thing, but it's also not good. There will be no Tian Hu next year..."
Ximen Qing suddenly understood what this young man meant, and was deeply shocked that this young man could think so long ago. It seemed that it was not a matter of character or temperament, but rather an innate sense of vigilance.
Coming from a royal family, this sense of vigilance is really akin to a gift.
Zhao Kai was right. The Imperial City Division did a good job this year. It should be said that it did a great job; but it also brought about a problem.
That is, what will next year be like?
Tian Hu has been wiped out, and there will be no such big credit next year.
Thinking of this, Ximen Qing thought of the strange tricks that Bai Ying had created... He couldn't really train the bandits himself in the future and destroy them when they were "mature"?
Ximen Qing would never agree to such a ridiculous idea.
How about killing one or a few of the "six thieves"?
Ximen Qing immediately rejected this idea. Now these guys are still trustworthy in the eyes of the officials. In fact, the term "six thieves" has not appeared yet. Even if the Imperial City Division finds out that these guys are corrupt and have violated the law, then
It was also a light touch in front of the officials.
This is different from Lin Lingsu, who really touched the "reverse scale" of the official family that time.
Could it be...
Ximen Qing thought about it, then suddenly raised his head and smiled: "Your Majesty, you are overly worried."
"How do you say this?" Zhao Kai's eyes lit up: "I know that the emperor's envoys are cunning and clever..."
Boy! That's enough for you!
Ximen Qing coughed and said seriously: "As long as the Imperial City Secretary abides by his duties, it will be a great achievement. The prince may not agree. In fact, no matter how much the Imperial City Secretary does, in the eyes of the officials, it is not what he needs."
of."
Zhao Kai's heart trembled: "Keep talking!"
"I'm sorry to speculate, but what was the official's intention when the prince was appointed to promote the Imperial City?" Ximen Qing reminded.
"Bold! Can you guess your father's intentions at will?" Zhao Kai suddenly shouted: "There is no need to talk about this matter anymore!"
After saying this, Zhao Kai stood up, feeling like he was seeing off a guest.
Ximen Qing secretly laughed in his heart, but he couldn't say that this matter was done by the officials. He stood up and cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, as long as you think about this, you will know how to do it. Now that I have said this, I will resign."
Already..."
After saying this, Ximen Qing walked towards the door without looking back. He was 100% sure that this fifteen-year-old boy would stop him and ask for advice.
"stop!"
As expected, Zhao Kai stopped Ximen Qing: "If my father really means this, what should I do?"
Ximen Qing slowly turned around and saluted from a distance: "Do something that no one else can think of and prove yourself."
Zhao Ji made his third son the Imperial City Secretary, which was originally a tentative move towards the civil and military officials, Zhao Kai.
As Ximen Qing said, no matter how well the Imperial City Secretary does, as long as he can abide by his duties, the officials will take the opportunity to praise him, because this is a demonstration of his third son's ability.
Basically, it means: Lao Cai, Lao Liang, look at my son, he is quite capable!
So no matter what happens next year, as long as Zhao Kai makes results that impress others, whether it is related to the Imperial City Division or not, Zhao Ji can be satisfied and move on to the next move.
Zhao Kai suddenly realized that he seemed to have an idea: "So that's it!"
The fifteen-year-old boy already understood that Ximen Qing did not need to say more, so he immediately resigned and left.
King Zhao Kai watched the "scheming" envoy of the imperial city leave and said to himself: "Next year it will be the test... you can show off your talents."
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When the Imperial City Division began to pay close attention to Quanzhou and other places, it received a very important piece of information.
That is, Fang La, the original leader of Mingjiao in western Zhejiang, has taken over the position of leader and is the ninth generation leader.
To everyone's surprise, Fang La did not stay in Quanzhou for long. Instead, after finishing the funeral affairs of the old leader Zhong Wanchou, he secretly headed north and returned to western Zhejiang.
This means that Quanzhou is no longer the center of Mingjiao, but has been downgraded to a branch.
Zhong Xiang, the son of the old leader, was appointed as the helmsman of Quanzhou branch and continued to work in Quanzhou.
This news made Wang Cang, Yu Wupo and other helmsmen who supported Fang La happy. After all, most of them were not far from western Zhejiang. Moving the Mingjiao center to western Zhejiang was really a good thing for them.
Wang Zongshi and others were very suspicious, but Zhong Xiang testified for Fang La, and the sheepskin symbolizing the identity of the leader was indeed in Fang La's hands, so they had to accept this fact.
Fang La became the ninth generation leader. In addition to the usual instructions for developing followers, the first order was for all the leaders except Prime Minister Zhong to go to Muzhou to discuss an extremely important matter.
Fang La announced this order to everyone in front of the grave of the old leader Zhong Wanchou. What made Wang Zongshi and others puzzled was why he had to wait until he returned to Muzhou to discuss the matter before returning to Quanzhou?
But this was the first order of the new leader after all. No one dared to object, and they had to go to Muzhou even if they were reluctant.
Wang Zongshi's thought was: "No matter how courageous Fang is, it's impossible for the old gang leader to kill all the disobedient helmsmen before their bones are cold?"
What they didn't know was that Fang La wanted to go back to Muzhou because there were several people waiting for him in Muzhou and they also brought the latest progress.
Fang Layi showed up in Muzhou, and these people quickly appeared in front of him.
"Congratulations to Brother Fang!" The speaker was a fat monk with a voice as loud as a bell: "As the leader of the Ming Cult, if you raise your arms and give a shout, you will have no less than a hundred thousand followers. Great things can be accomplished!"
"Master Yuanjue, you came back just in time!" Fang La was overjoyed: "Among these people, you went the farthest, but you were able to arrive in time! God help me!"
This fat monk is none other than Deng Yuanjue, the Baoguang Tathagata who pretends to be "Master Yuanjue" and woos Zhang Qing without a feather arrow!
Deng Yuanjue was originally a monk in Shezhou, and he had known Fang La for many years. He also used a Zen staff to possess the courage to be invincible to ten thousand men.
The remaining people also congratulated in unison: "Congratulations!"
Fang La scanned them one by one, and there were five people including Deng Yuanjue, exactly:
Wang Yin, who was born as a stonemason in Shezhou, is used to wielding steel guns and is so elusive that he can't stand the chance of anyone!
Baoguang Tathagata Deng Yuanjue!
The stone treasure from Fuzhou has exquisite sword skills, and there is also a meteor hammer that hits every target with perfect accuracy!
Fang La's own nephew Fang Jie was accustomed to wielding a square-shaped halberd, and he was a skilled soldier!
Pang Wanchun, who was nicknamed "Xiao Yang Youji" by others, was a perfect shot!
"With you and the other five people helping me, there's no need to worry about the big thing failing!" Fang La said loudly: "Now that Fang is the leader of the religion, you and the other five people will join the religion and occupy high positions, so that they can do things easily!"
Everyone bowed and said: "I have met the leader!"
Fang La then named Wang Yin, Shi Bao, Fang Jie, and Pang Wanchun as the four great guardian Dharma kings of Mingjiao, and Deng Yuanjue as the envoy of light. He took out the sheepskin and showed it to everyone.
"This is something that has been carried by the past sect leaders. It contains a magical skill called the Great Shift of the Universe." Fang La said, "But the old sect leader has said it before, and you should not practice it at will. This is the biggest secret of our sect. You should keep it in your heart."
"
Everyone knew that Fang La did this to share this secret to show their trust in everyone, and they all swore to keep this secret.
Fang La put away the sheepskin and smiled slightly: "Then tell us all your results during this period, and let's discuss what to do next. The leader of the Ming Cult will come here for a meeting in a few days, and it will be just in time to announce the important events.
Instead, you and the other five are secretly vigilant, and those who don’t comply can be quietly killed."
Everyone felt awe-inspiring, and understood that this must be the case when doing great things, and they accepted the orders one by one.