Chapter 1283 Various Arrangements

"The commissioner of the Red Flag Inlaid..." Fu Peng murmured in a low voice, feeling bitter in his mouth.

Even without this commission, Fu Peng is now managing the Red Flag Flag Service for his father Ner Soda. Now he has an official position, which seems to be more "righteous", but he doesn't even have to pay attention to Ner Soda's reputation.

Hongli knew the emperor's intentions very well. Although he felt a little whispered in his heart, he couldn't say it out. He only comforted him: "From the errand you are familiar with, the emperor loves you."

"Well. My nephew knows that the emperor is polite." Fu Peng bowed to the Yangxin Palace and said with gratitude.

Seeing that he had no grudge, Hongli nodded with satisfaction.

Hongzhou picked up the teacup, lowered his eyes, and took a sip...

*

Until he left the palace, Fu Peng's face was full of joy.

After returning to Prince Ping's mansion, he ordered the housekeeper to reward Changsui and the guards with silver.

According to the regulations of the court, after being enthroned by a prince, the residence can be opened independently, and the specifications of the residence are between the prince's mansion and the county's mansion.

After Fu Peng was crowned the prince, Nersu and his wife left Beijing, so he still lived in the palace, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs did not arrange for the prince's mansion.

Because Cao Jia returned to Beijing, the female relatives who were close to the royal family visited the door in the past few days. Before Fu Peng came back, the prince, Fai Mo, had just sent the guests out of the mansion and had not changed the clothes to entertain guests.

Seeing Fu Peng returning home with joy, Famo quickly stood up to greet him.

Fu Peng entered the door, and the smile on his face slowly subsided.

Famo was surprised and puzzled, "Master..."

Fu Peng rubbed his eyebrows and asked, "Well, are you okay today?"

"Okay. Just look at my mother's meaning, I'm afraid I'm not worried about Shengjing and go back in two days." Fei Mo replied.

Fu Peng nodded: "Maybe I'm not at ease with Ama and Fu Duan, and the fourth brother and sister are young." At this point, he paused: "Shengjing is good, and there is no shortage of dry goods from north to south, but there are few fresh southern dishes. My mother has always had a light diet, and these few ***s make people pay more attention to it, bringing all the fine vegetables and fruits from the south on the market and bringing them over to my mother."

Famo responded carefully, and Fu Peng turned around and went out to see Cao Jia.

Cao Jia was a little tired because she had been receiving guests for most of the day. She was tilted on the kang and listening to Tianhui's words.

When he heard that Fu Peng was coming, Tianhui hurriedly got off the kang and retreated to Cao Jia.

Fu Peng came in and did not see Fei Mo. Tianhui had seen him with knees and whispered to Cao Jia, and retreated.

Cao Jia looked at her son, then her heart sank, and she waved her hand to send the maid down.

She sat up and asked, "But what did the emperor say about our palace?"

Fu Peng sat on the chair beside the kang and replied: "My son didn't see the emperor, but he heard from the Fourth Master that the emperor formally arranged errands for his son... and appointed the Red Flag Commander..."

Cao Jia couldn't help but be stunned. After a while, she sighed and said, "I really let your uncle talk..."

*

Prince Zhuang’s mansion, flower hall.

Apart from a few watching dishes on the table, there are a basket of red crabs.

In front of the sixteenth prince, a pile of crab shells had already been eaten. He wiped his hands with a wet wipe, lifted out a pot of warm rice wine, poured a cup for himself, and drank it all.

Cao Yong sat down at the 16th Prince, and even ate a few yellow female crabs before putting down eight crabs.

If it is a crab banquet, it is too simple, but it is just that the crabs that were tributed by the local area arrived.

In addition to offering local tributes to the masters in the palace, there are also regular rules for each royal palace.

The sixteenth prince knew that Cao Yong loved to eat crabs, so he asked someone to invite Cao Yong over.

Although there are river crabs in Caojiazhuang, they are not as good as the lake crabs from the south. Cao Yong ate them very comfortably.

After the servant removed the table, the two of them went to the kang to have tea.

I just ate the crab and it was a bit greasy. I drank a cup of chrysanthemum tea and Cao Yong's face was covered with ironing.

Seeing this, the sixteenth prince shook his head in disgust: "I'm really getting back as I grow older. I saw that you were still a successful person in the early years, but in the past two years, I've become a foodie now."

Cao Yong put down the teacup and looked at the Sixteenth Prince curiously: "What's the matter? Sixteenth Master, although I don't have a high position as a minister, I am also a second-rank Jingtang. After one or two positions, I can move upwards. It's best to be able to retire as the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel. Although the Ministry of Personnel has a high position and a powerful position, the Minister of Personnel is less worry-free than the Minister of Revenue. If you can go later, you will go a few years later. If you can't go, you can just retire as the Minister of Revenue."

The Sixteenth Prince was stunned when he heard this, pointed at Cao Yong and said, "How old are you? You just want to retire?"

The Qing Dynasty followed the Ming Dynasty's rules and resigned from the civil servants of 60 years.

However, the law is a law and is valid for middle and low-level officials. For senior officials above the third rank, how many people who have retired in their sixties?

The higher the position, the less you can't let go of power, the later you retire.

Cao Yong is only 34 years old this year, and he is in his prime and has a bright future.

Cao Yong said leisurely: "I am also at the age of being able to call myself 'I'm a 'I'm'. What's wrong with resigning?"

The sixteenth prince frowned and said, "What's this? Haven't you ever thought of becoming a high-ranking minister and being appointed as the prime minister?"

Upon hearing this, Cao Yong shook his head with a smile.

Why didn't he think about it?

Because he followed the Ming Dynasty's laws, the Qing Dynasty's officialdom also adopted the rules of "not entering the Hanlin without a Jinshi, not entering the cabinet without a Hanlin without a Hanlin". However, the rules are dead, people live, and the most unabashed thing in the officialdom is special cases.

If you are not from the imperial examination, you can be awarded the title of "Jinshi"; if you are not from the Hanlin Academy, you can go to the Hanlin Academy and go through a formality.

Four of the university's bachelor's quota are now Ma Qi, Zhang Tingyu, Xiao Yongzao, and Xu Yuanmeng.

Among them, only Zhang Tingyu and Xu Yuanmeng were from Jinshi, Ma Qi was from Yinsheng to the officialdom, and Xiao Yongzao was from the pen style.

But in the past two years, Cao Yong changed his mind.

A Grand Secretary is a nobleman, but if he does not make any mistakes, he will probably live his life in office. If he wants to retire from his post for sixty years, it is a dream; even if he wants to retire from illness at seventy years, it depends on whether the emperor is willing to let him go.

From the Shunzhi Dynasty to the position of Grand Secretary, half of them will live in Grand Secretary’s life; the remaining half will be until the seventies and eighties, and the emperor will be deaf and dizzy, and the rest will be relieved of the official position.

After all, the Grand Secretary is a close minister of the emperor, and accompanying the king is like a tiger.

It cannot be denied that a grandfather from the family is a benefit for several generations.

Since Cao Xiang joined Hanlin, Cao Yong's own intention to enter the cabinet has faded.

He counted on his fingers and said that if history had not changed significantly, he would have better come down when Qianlong ascended the throne.

Once the emperor and the ministers were all his own wise men, he knew the tact and the younger generation was close to Qianlong, which was very good.

The sixteenth prince couldn't stand Cao Yong's lazy appearance and snorted coldly: "Who else can worry about you except me? The officials of the Ministry of War will be transferred by the end of the year, but I plan to recommend you to the emperor."

Cao Yong laughed awkwardly and said, "Can I offend the Sixteenth Master? The Ministry of War squad, but after the Ministry of Revenue?"

The Sixteenth Prince glared at him and said, "Don't pretend to be confused with me! The Thirteenth Brother and Zhang Tingyu are pressed on the Ministry of Revenue. The pattern is determined. Even if you are tired and vomiting blood, you will not show your achievements. Although the Ministry of War is in the Ministry of Revenue, the northwest is not peaceful, and the Ministry of War is about to make great use."

Saying this is really a plan for Cao Yong.

Cao Yong was grateful and also added solemn expression: "Sixth Master is for my own good, I know this. But how much do I have? The Minister of War always needs to know about military affairs. Where can I sit in that position?"

The Sixteenth Prince whispered: "In the past few years, haven't you seen the emperor's temper? Could it be that when the military affairs in the northwest have started, the emperor can really ask the Minister of War to arrange military discussions? What the Minister of War can do is nothing more than military pay, food and grass, and it is not much different from the responsibilities of the Ministry of Revenue. You are too honest. The capital is well-informed. Who doesn't want to borrow the light from the northwest? You are just as unmoved as a mountain."

Cao Yong touched his chin awkwardly and said, "I have selfish intentions, and I have sent someone to Jiangning."

The sixteenth prince sneered and said, "The eyelids are shallow, and the pattern is too small! Even if Cao Song is brought to the Northwest Army, he cannot rank his status and qualifications, but it is just a recharge. If you want to make some credit, you have to look at your luck. With luck, you have to really fight your sword and gun to earn money. With credit, how many achievements can fall on him, you have to look at the conscience of the people above. There are so many variables in the middle, even if you want to take care of him, you can't use your strength. Where can you be at the capital and sit in Diaoyutai for freedom?"

When Cao Yong heard this, he couldn't help but be moved.

The most feared thing about the Minister of War is the dispute over food and grass, but now the Ministry of Revenue has money, and the emperor above hates officials to reach out, so the Minister of War is much easier to sit up.

But if he really made achievements in the position of Minister of War, he would be one step closer to entering the cabinet, and Cao Yong was a little hesitant.

The sixteenth prince sighed and said, "There are still some time left and right, you can think about it yourself. If you want it, with the emperor's nature, if you want to use you, you will not be able to give up..."

Cao Yong nodded and said, "Well, I'll think about it carefully..."

When I returned to Cao's Mansion, it was already dark.

The autumn atmosphere in the capital is getting stronger and fallen leaves are beginning to appear on the road.

Cao Yong rode on the horse and saw a fallen leaf hovering onto the horse's mane. He picked up the fallen leaves and was inexplicably sad.

If Yong Zheng had been in office for a longer period of time, the Sixteenth Prince's arrangement would be more secure than Cao Yong's plan: But how can he be controlled by manpower if he was born, old, sick and died?

Yongzheng was always in charge of his work, and the Thirteenth Prince was exhausted. It seemed that his previous small actions did not work.

But if it comes to the lifespan of the emperor Jiankang, even if you are close to Cao Yong and the Sixteenth Prince, you can't mention it...

When Cao Yong returned home, he heard a message.

Cao Jia sent someone over and decided to set off for Shengjing the next day. He asked Cao Yong and his wife to come over tomorrow and take Tianhui back by the way.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Didn't you say you would take a few days to go back?" Cao Yong was a little confused.
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