The next afternoon, when Wang Qinian hurriedly left the Fei family's mansion and went to Shanghai to sell the house, Fei Liguo, the Minister of First-rank Military Machinery and the Grand Secretary of Wenhua Palace, welcomed another visitor to the mansion of the old minister of the three dynasties who were over 60 years old and respected.

"………… Lord Wanyan Zhongtang… You are…”

Seeing Wanyan Mifan, the head of the Military Affairs Office, taking off his official uniform and wearing an ordinary black satin jacket to visit his old friend, Grand Secretary Fei Liguo was very surprised for a moment.

"...Don't call me a central hall anymore. I have resigned now. I just want to take a look at my old colleagues before leaving Beijing."

Wanyan Mifan held the teacup and said slowly. In the tone of the gods, there was not much melancholy or loneliness, but a hint of relief and ease, "... Now that I'm fine, I can go home to hold my grandson..."

"...Then you are the errand of the foreman of the Military Affairs Office..."

"...What else can it be done? Of course, let the emperor's good brother, Prince Qing, take over the 17-year-old premier, the prime minister, who is less than one person and more than ten thousand people, is truly unprecedented."

Wanyan Mifan said with a little anger, "...Anyway, it's the world of their young people now, so we are so confused, we can only retreat and give way. This morning, I went to advise the emperor again, hoping that he could take back his life and not let the world get rid of the big troubles, let the court go to the devil's sect and mess with the demon sect, and then he would definitely cause a big luàn son who could not be dealt with... As a result, the emperor was furious. My tone was slightly rushing, and the emperor asked me to go home to celebrate his old age."

After hearing this, Grand Secretary Fei Liguo did not agree. Instead, he sank for a while and then blinked his fingers and knocked on the chessboard on the table.

"...Sir, since you are here to say goodbye, I will no longer hide some of my thoughts."

"...It's okay to talk about it." Wanyan Mifan waved his hand and signaled.

"...If the power of the court is compared to a game of chess, then in the past twenty years, our dynasty has suffered severe damage, lost city and land, and even lost its original state, and its dragon veins are broken, but at least it is a thin camel bigger than a horse. After moving around, the situation can still be maintained, and it is finally a mess.

However, after more than twenty years of poverty and poverty, by the time the current emperor ascended the throne, the court had already run out of wealth, lacked soldiers and generals, and the people were dispersed, and the territory was declining day by day. It was impossible to defend the northern enemy outside and the vassal state inside. There was also a party active in its heart, which was almost a dead end. If we continue to follow the old days, we would probably die.

The emperor is so enterprising, breaking the rules and regulations for hundreds of years, trying to give it a try and bet on fate. Although he loses frivolity, he may eventually have the opportunity to die for a lifetime..."

"...I think he's addicted to gambling and can be said to be wise, but what about so many stupid things that happened afterwards?"

Wanyan Mifan sighed, "...No matter how good the skills, how lucky or the reputation of the gamblers in this world are, unless they wash their hands in time, which one will end up with a family separation?"

"... Our emperor, at the beginning of the throne, purged the Ministry of Internal Affairs, barely won the first bet and had the capital to continue playing. After gambled a few more times, he finally lost money and made a profit. Although he still lost money, he was not a big loss after all, but now he wants to turn the capital into a battlefield - how could the Demon Sect easily pinch the soft persimmon? He is playing with fire and self-harm."

Hearing such complaints, Grand Secretary Fei Liguo was speechless for a moment.

Fei Liguo is not actually unclear. The emperor is because the old ministers only know how to follow the ancestral system, and they can't make money, nor can they reduce the vassal states, let alone conquer the lost territories. He is increasingly disgusted with them who are too mature and steadfast. Instead, he favors those young men who don't know the difficulties of state affairs, and uses all kinds of strange tricks. He occasionally succeeds a few times, and is even more proud and treats a group of old ministers as waste of food.

But all the old ministers also have their own difficulties: sticking to the incompleteness and following the old is certainly not the way to govern the country. But in the face of such a dying empire that has become decayed in its bones, which guy dares to make a big move? Aren’t you afraid of completely breaking up the country?

To this day, most of the stern old ministers are very restrained in the court. Every time they go to court, they are "", "right, right, right, right", and never make any comments, and they look like they are self-protection and work but not hard work. The remaining few people who still have some hope for the emperor will probably give up on the emperor after Wanyan Mifan, the foreman of the Military Affairs Office, left the position sadly.

After sighing to each other, the two old men couldn't help but turn the topic to this time's pursuit of the Shanghai Concession.

"... Speaking of which, although His Highness Qing has many tricks, he has never left the capital and is not good at knowing the affairs of Western barbarians."

Grand Secretary Fei Liguo twisted a few strands of beard and said with some wonder, "...Who gave him the idea?"

"...Who else came up with the idea? It must be the one Bai Siwen, who is good at inventing history, who is behind King Qing."

Wanyan Mifan cursed hatefully, "......... All such flattering people will be ruined in their hands."

Divide-Separation-Line

If you want to talk about the upstarts in Beijing in the past two years, Bai Siwen is definitely one of the most famous ones.

This person is from Shandong, claiming to be well-versed in Chinese and Western learning. He studied at the Confucius House of Yanshenggong in Shandong. He also obtained a doctoral degree from Clayton University, Deepwater City, and was praised as a peerless genius by scholar monks at the Tianmangu Shrine in Japan. He also received a volume of imperial handwritten calligraphy from Emperor Kumazawa Edo Castle, as well as official talisman seals from five universities (everyone knows how it came from). It was because he was devoted to serving his hometown that he did not become an official in a foreign country. Instead, he returned to his hometown after studying in the world.

Therefore, shortly after returning to China after his studies, Bai Siwen was recommended to King Qing. Although he only had a false title of Taoist, he was the most trusted first aide in Prince Qing's Mansion. Even King Qing himself respectfully called him "Mr. Bai", and others praised him as "Qingfu Pen".

——It turns out that although Bai Siwen is well-versed in Chinese and Western learning, he is best at studying history and verification. Since he became an official, he has repeatedly wielded a brilliant pen, making countless contributions to promoting the civil and military achievements of our Great Jin Dynasty.

For example, shortly after the imperial court moved south to Jinling, the former capital Yanjing was easily captured by the Northern Barbarians. This is commonly circulated among the people. The 30,000 defenders in Yanjing were owed wages and mutiny. The left-behind general was unable to suppress the enemy. He was expelled from the city by the soldiers, fled south in a hurry, and died in the middle of the journey. The two Tukan Thousand-man teams who came to spy on the scene took advantage of the battle and captured the high-walled Yanjing city without bloodshed.

However, according to the book "Records of Heroes of the North" written by Bai Siwen after detailed verification, there were no 30,000 defenders in Yanjing City at that time, but only 3,000 dead soldiers. The imperial guards who guarded the city saw that they were short of food and salary and could not defend for a long time, so they set up a trap to pretend to be a mutiny and attacked the enemy. After killing millions of enemies and seriously injuring the Khan of the Barbarians, they calmly moved to Henan...

There are many other historical truths restored by Dr. Bai Siwen. For example, sixteen years ago, the Hu cavalry invaded Yangzhou and Jingkou. The court was forced to order martial law in the capital, gathering 300,000 soldiers from all over the world to fight back, killing seven times to Yangzhou city, and then defeated and fleeing seven times. In the end, they could only watch the Tukan cavalry plundering and returning with a full load, and were unanimously recognized as a special defeat in the court.

But Bai Siwen wrote a 200,000-word "One Battle to Determine Jiangbei" for this purpose, retelling the old story from the eyes of witnesses in Yangzhou City, so that everyone can know that the court won an unprecedented victory in this battle. The corpse of Hu Qi was piled up like a mountain under Yangzhou City. The reason why the ignorant and foolish people mistakenly thought it was a defeated battle was that the party and the Beilu spies smeared the court among the people.

Bai Siwen can dig out several historical truths like this in praise of the imperial court almost every month, and he never stops during festivals. He has written endlessly. Some people have counted that he has written a magnificent masterpiece of 5 million words less than three years after he entered Beijing.

Some of the glorious battle examples discovered were unprecedented in the world. For example, after receiving the generous gifts from the Weihai Army governor who guarded Jiaodong and Duke Liu Yefei sent envoys to send envoys, Bai Siwen wrote a book about the heroic spirit of General Liu Yefei, commanding the Qi army to advance westward to rescue the King of Wei. According to the book, it was said that it was a seven-in-one battle, seven-out, and the northern enemy blood flowed into a river... But everyone knows that the Duke Liu Yefei of Qi has always been trapped in the Jiaodong Peninsula, and even the provincial capital Jinan was unable to recover, so how could he have invaded Guide Mansion in eastern Henan?

But despite all the defects, in the eyes of King Qing and Emperor Kant, this patriotic historian still inspired the jing gods of civil and military affairs in the court and inspired the people's expectations for the revival of the court... It is really a contribution to the present and the future.

——But in private, all the officials of the court and knowledgeable scholars gave this guy a nickname as "historical inventor"...

Therefore, when he heard that it was a bad idea from Bai Siwen, Grand Secretary Fei Liguo's view on the future of the court suddenly became a little more dimmed.

The former head of the military minister Wanyan Mifan actually took a step further. After resigning, Su Xing didn't even want to be a Manchu-so when he was about to parting, he actually came to the ears of Grand Secretary Fei Liguo and whispered to him:

"...Brother Fei, after resigning from office this time, I have figured it out. Today's court is the death of loyal ministers, and the officials protect themselves, and the slander is in power. The national power and fortune accumulated over the past three hundred years are almost exhausted. After the overthrow of the Great Jin Dynasty, the people of Manzhou can no longer return to their hometown, but they will inevitably be unable to accommodate them in the south. According to the saying "race**, expelling the Tartars" advocated by the Southeast ** Party, I am afraid that it is possible to be killed by the clan.

I can't control other people from the Eight Banners. But in order to save my life, my family decided to hide their identity. From then on, I changed my surname to Zhou and moved to the countryside of Lingnan. And I also wanted to change my name to Zhou Feng, with my name Mifan... This is the address of the manor purchased by me in Lingnan. If Brother Fei communicates with me, remember to write "Zhou Mifan". Don't let me reveal my real name there..."

Standing at the mouth of his mansion, drizzling with drizzle, watching the sedan chair of the former head of the Military Affairs Office disappear into the evening, the Grand Secretary Fei Liguo couldn't help but feel infinitely melancholy for a moment.

——A madman comes to power, while a wise man only seeks his own life. Can a court like this, which is a foreign internal and external relationship last for a long time?

Thousands of miles southeast, there was another person who was looking at the vast sea, feeling sad.
Chapter completed!