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Volume 4: Sword Qi Struggle Chapter 7: The Final Party Struggle

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    "What? Governor Shi No! Was Shi Heng greedy for merit and rashly advancing? Did he fall into Huashan's trap? The army was defeated miserably?" The news of Wang's defeat somehow spread throughout the capital's large and small restaurants and teahouses.  .No one believed it at the beginning, how could it be possible?  Shi Heng was a battle-hardened general, and he was led by elite soldiers selected from hundreds of battles in the important border town of Datong. How could he lose?  How can you lose?  Unfortunately, the most secretive place in the world is the capital.  Since the 19th year of Yongle, following an imperial edict from Emperor Yongle, Peking City has officially become the capital of the Ming Dynasty. Over the past 20 years, thousands of ties have been established between the young and old men in the capital and the large and small yamen of the imperial court.  Inextricably linked.  The scribes and clerks in the yamen, the eunuchs and eunuchs in the imperial city, the generals and subordinates in the capital camp.  Who is not rooted in this ancient city.  It is precisely because of this that the old party bosses tried every means to conceal the fact, but it broke through many obstacles in just one day and spread throughout the streets and alleys of the capital.  The defeat of the majestic king to a group of reckless thieves deeply hurt the self-esteem of the people in the capital and made countless people question whether the current imperial court was destined to rule the world.  The latter point is the most terrifying for the Gonggun princes in the court.  However, they no longer care about such 'trivial matters', because the failure to rescue Shanxi this time triggered a new round of party strife.  *** An eight-person sedan was driven by the bearers from Tianguan Yamen to Zhongshu Province. Although the bearers were walking very fast, the officials sitting in the sedan kept urging them.  He said: "Walk faster! If you miss something important, I will ask your whole family to go to Tieling to dig iron ore!" Anyone familiar with it will be able to tell that this urgent voice, which sounds like a house on fire, belongs to Li Butian.  Wang Zhi is an official and one of the few big bosses in the old party.  But the direction he was heading was towards the newly built Zhongshu Province.  Not only the rites yamen, but also the rites yamen, the war bureau yamen, the criminal bureau yamen, the work bureau yamen, the General Administration Department, the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and the Dali Temple, which were the key points of the imperial court where the old party was entrenched, also had an eight-carriage sedan chair carried out from the headquarters hall.  Quickly rushed to the location of Zhongshu Province.  Except for Hu Ying, who was so old that she could hardly walk, with the support of her family, she moved step by step like stepping on ants, the other seven Dajiu Qings rushed into the gate of Zhongshu Province like wind, at a speed that was almost as fast as  It¡¯s like practicing the light kung fu of chasing cicadas in eight steps.  "Shi Heng's reckless advance this time has ruined a major event for the court! I'm going to beat up the Queen Mother, cut off Shi Heng's title, and depose him as the Governor of the Left Army Governor's Mansion!" Listening to Fang Buli's roar, several ministers felt in their hearts.  Cold, they knew the moment of the final battle had come.  If they win, the old party can break Xue Jian, the most powerful arm of the new party in the military, but if they lose, Shi Heng, an important military official who was finally pulled over, will be penniless.  Without Shi Heng, who can the old party count on?  Could it be the wavering Yang Hong?  After all, the old party's investment in Shi Heng was much greater than Fang Buli had imagined. If Shi Heng were to die like this, the old party would really lose everything.  "Prime Minister Fang, although Xue Jian is your nephew, you have to remember that you are not only Xue Jian's uncle, but also the prime minister of the imperial court!!" The youngest Kuang Ye couldn't suppress the fear in his heart.  Zi knocked open the door of Fang Buli's office.  Kuang Ye almost poked Fang Buli's nose and roared, completely losing all the official dignity and manners he had cultivated in Pingyue, and completely forgetting the difference between superior and inferior.  Perhaps now he only has partisanship in his heart.  "Kang Butang, please pay attention to your identity." Fang Buli corrected Wild Ye's mistake calmly, his brows filled with sorrow, and strangely he tolerated Kuang Ye's rudeness.  After saying this, he picked up a letter with a watermark on the table and handed it to Kuang Ye, "Circuit it to the ministries. Something happened in Nanjing." These few words were heard by several leaders of the old party.  A huge wave arose in my heart.  Where is Nanjing?  If Nanjing, the former capital of the Ming Dynasty, falls, the south will definitely not be protected. If the imperial court responds a little slower, it will affect the whole country.  Not to mention that there is still a Huashan faction in Shanshan and Shaanxi who is raising a rebel banner.  "Ahem." The general secretary spoke, "According to the rules, emergency reports from the Nanjing garrison should be sent directly to the Ministry of War. After receiving them, the Ministry of War will prioritize them and then deliver them to the palace. I wonder where Prime Minister Fang got this urgent letter?  "The governor of Water Transport rebelled, and the emergency of Nanjing's defense was blocked in Jining. I didn't expect that the former Song Dynasty still had power."  He kept asking and answering questions, and his voice was almost inaudible.  Just when the nine people were staring at each other, Hu Ying finally walked into the room.  Even though Old Hu Ying needs help when walking, her ears are very useful. "Let Xue Jian guard the Eight Paths of Taihang and don't let Huashan's army advance eastward. A martial arts sect like the Huashan School is forced by the court."  The tighter they are, the more they will stick together. If they ignore them, they will get into chaos. Compared with the group of mountain bandits, the big group of the former Song Dynasty.?? is what matters most.  Cough cough cough" "Senior Hu" Everyone looked at Old Hu Ying, not knowing what to say. This is party struggle! Party struggle is not about what the enemy agrees with, but oneself has to oppose it? Besides, this  Who can say that? Old Hu Ying can¡¯t say anything. What is Old Hu Ying going to do? Fang Buli doesn¡¯t have time to think about it. Since Old Hu Ying made a mistake, he will do it.  You're welcome, "It's rare that Senior Hu understands the righteousness so well that he immediately sends troops southward" Before Fang Buli could finish speaking, Old Hu Ying stopped the conversation, "Captain Xue is in charge of Taihang, and Uncle Changping is in charge of Datong to protect northern Shanxi.  Unfortunately, Shi Heng is the only one who is suitable right now.  But what about depriving him of his position as governor of the Left Army Governor's Mansion, and performing meritorious service to see what the consequences are?  " "Old fox, are you waiting for me here?  "Fang Buli cursed in his heart, but after thinking about it, there was no better arrangement than this. He nodded silently and accepted it. The battle between the old and the new parties was caused by one war and another.  The war is over. Unfortunately, the old party still misjudged the wrong person. Shi Heng, an old-fashioned officer who had fought with the Oara Rangers in northern Xinjiang for many years, could not adapt to the dense water network and flexible mountain warfare in the south, and died tragically when the person he rescued died.  ¡ª¡ªUnder the city wall of Nanjing, the last pillar of the old party in the army collapsed. From then on, the court truly entered the era of Fang Buli. (To be continued.)
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