"Then why have you become Supervisor Yuan?" Tengbao asked enthusiastically.
Yuan Chonghuan seemed to be about to drink at this time, but finally put the wine cup down, patted his thigh and said: "This is a personal problem. Because of my teacher's appreciation, I was assigned to the Ministry of War. However, the others arrived at the Ministry of War, probably I have to get involved and get through the officialdom. I didn’t do this. We are a Cantonese savage. We have less official attention. If we really want to fight, we can’t get through anything. So I made another decision."
"What decision?" Tengbao asked, his eyes widened.
"Do you really want to know?" Yuan Chonghuan squinted and looked at Tengbao with a smile.
"Yes." Tengbao nodded quickly, probably the alcohol gave me a bit of courage. He bit his lip and said: "In officialdom, who doesn't want to go straight up like you?"
We must know that it takes at least 30 to 40 years for others to go from a six-department manager to a leader, but Yuan Chonghuan actually only took three years, ten times more than others!
"But now?" Yuan Chonghuan seemed to see his enthusiasm, pointed to his prison shirt, squinted his eyes and said: "In such a troubled world, I will rise quickly and die quickly."
"Right."
Seeing Yuan Chonghuan's prison clothes, Tengbao suddenly felt timid and shrank his head.
Yuan Chonghuan laughed loudly and shook the entire cell. At this time, the jailers who were on duty also came, and when they saw me sitting in the prisoner's cell and chatting, they all looked at each other and dumbfounded.
"I went to Liaodong in person in order to repay my teacher's support and to serve the court."
"You... went to Liaodong in person?" Tengbao was taken aback, looked up and down Yuan Chonghuan, and stammered asking: "I mean, you went to Liaodong in person from Beijing?"
"Yes." Yuan Chonghuan nodded, with a little pride on his face: "Everyone in the military department talks about the Liaodong war. It is not interesting to talk about it. If it is really long and short, I will see it in person, so I So he went on an errand from the Ministry of War and went to Liaodong to take a look."
"Then what?" Tengbao asked.
"After coming back, I visited Lord Xiong and Lord Qian and asked them about the policy of An Liao." Yuan Chonghuan sighed at this point, grabbed the peanuts on the plate and said: "They all advocate not to be abandoned outside the customs, Taran. Although the son seems fierce, it is not without a countermeasure, but a person with courage is lacking."
"Then what?" Tengbao asked.
Yuan Chonghuan raised his head and glanced at me and smiled and said: "Then I wrote the invitation letter, willing to go to the front line to defend Ningyuan. This was a ridiculous request and it was not in compliance with the rules at all, but the emperor quickly approved it."
"Ah." Tengbao nodded, seeing a bit of sarcasm on Yuan Chonghuan's face, and suddenly realized: "Outside the pass is a mess, no one wants to go, so Lord Yuan is willing to go, and the court will naturally be willing."
"Yes." Yuan Chonghuan laughed loudly again.
Tengbao also laughed: "Unexpectedly, Lord Yuan really became famous in a battle. He won a great victory and made the world powerful. He also killed the chief of Tarzi."
When Yuan Chonghuan heard this, he was also very proud, clapping his thighs and sang: ""
Teng Bao listened quietly. Suddenly, the chain rang outside the cell. When he turned his head, it was his colleague, Lao Li, who was looking at us in surprise, and then at Yuan Chonghuan, with an expression of disgust on his face. Tengbao said; "Wen Sheng, are you crazy? Why did you chat with the criminal, come out soon."
Although Tengbao is at the same level as Lao Li, Lao Li is my senior. At this time, I just came to the Yamen, and I had to listen to what the senior said. Tengbao had to stand up and arched his hand at Yuan Chonghuan, "Master Yuan, no I'm sorry, I'm leaving now."
Yuan Chonghuan waved his hand hurriedly, "I'm already a prisoner, what an adult."
"Wen Sheng, what are you doing? You are already a prisoner, what kind of adult?"
After coming out, Lao Li reprimanded me with the same words, Teng Bao hey, touched the hot wine on his cheek, and sighed.
"He's not just a prisoner." Seeing that Tengbao was not serious, Old Li warned viciously: "Speaking of this encirclement, he attracted half of the Tartar. Now, inside and outside the city, they are up and down together. One who doesn't hate him to the bone? What are you doing?"
"Oh." Tengbao bit his lip and wanted to explain something, but he couldn't explain it.
"Did you bring this Tartar?"
One day in a hurry, Tengbao asked Yuan Chonghuan while taking advantage of the gap in the drop.
"Me?" Yuan Chonghuan frowned: "How is it possible?"
"Yes, I don't think it's possible." Tengbao nodded as if he was relieved.
"Yeah, just to say, I didn't expect Huang Taiji to be so smart that I borrowed the way from Mongolia." Yuan Chonghuan said this, his face suddenly showed pain, his tongue was bitten, and he immediately stopped. .
Looking at Yuan Chonghuan in such anguish, Tengbao finally shut up. There are some things in this world that a little official cannot understand. He is just a bystander, and he can only be a bystander, and he has already gained the upper hand. Warning, don't get too close to such a criminal, because of this, he can only leave this interesting big man silently.
However, destiny didn't seem to want to let Tengbao pass this "opportunity". Just when he was about to completely eliminate it in front of Yuan Chonghuan, suddenly, the giant Shangfeng found me and hurriedly asked him: "Do you know Yuan Chonghuan?" "
"Do you know Yuan Chonghuan?" He was startled, and his thoughts were strange.
"Oh, you should say it quickly." Pang Cheng kept stomping his feet.
"Knowledge." Seeing Shangfeng's anxiety, he could only reply in a hurry.
"That's it." Pang Chenggong sighed and said in a hurry: "You, tonight, go to Yuan Chonghuan."
"Hurry up and find Yuan Chonghuan?" He chewed on these words, feeling that he couldn't say anything weird. In the previous few days, Dao Ren had warned him with a dark face that he should not go too close to the Qin criminal. Why did it take so few days? Suddenly turned his head and asked him to find Yuan Chonghuan
"Is it going to be buried?" Tengbao asked out a jail jargon.
The so-called landfill is a kind of silly prisoner who must die. Tying the prisoner up and covering it with a layer of soil and sandbags, the person will be finished almost overnight. If you die like this, it is hard to say that the prisoner was killed. , Only the four words "sick and die in prison" can send everyone out.
"Fill a fart." Pang Cheng was so anxious that his eyes and eyebrows were on fire, and he almost jumped up: "You really are a fool who doesn't care about the world. You don't know anything about the outside world for so many days?"
"I don't know." Tengbao shook his head with a bitter expression; "Huge man, you have been urging me to make a name, I am busy."
"Okay." Pang Cheng probably didn't bother to care, wiped his nose quickly, and took a breath: "You know, right? After Yuan Chonghuan was arrested, his subordinate, Ancestor, had reversed his life."
"Reversed?" Tengbao was taken aback, and his heart felt cold. Liaoning Iron Cavalry is a powerful force in the Ming Dynasty. If it is really reversed, Tarzi is still late and has not retreated. Isn't this going to catch the subjugation of the country
"Yes, it's the opposite." Pang Cheng stomped his feet, his face gloomy as if the bottom of a pot said: "This Yuan Chonghuan, I really didn't expect it, hum, because the ancestors are leaving for the birthday, so the saint is anxious here, let the cabinet The academician came to persuade Yuan Chonghuan to get Yuan Chonghuan’s handwriting to persuade Zu Dashou to come back."
"Oh." Hearing this, Tengbao suddenly smiled for some reason.
"What are you laughing at?" Pang Cheng stared at him with big eyes.
"No, you continue." Tengbao waved his hand hurriedly and wiped his nose with his sleeve.
"So." Pang Cheng carried his hands on his back, and started to circle again in the room: "So the scholars all came to persuade him, but Yuan Chonghuan didn't know how to promote him, and he refused to write a manuscript to persuade him. It's a way, I suddenly think of you." After that, Pang Cheng patted my shoulder, the fat face was leaning against me, and he twitched; "Is that Yuan Chonghuan? The head, no one would listen, Ge It doesn’t work to get old, and I can only rely on you."
Tengbao blinked and was about to hesitate when he suddenly saw Pang Cheng stomping his feet: "You can't live until the city is broken."
"Okay." He nodded immediately.
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