"They are elite."

Huang Chunhui said, "Go and rest first!"

"Yes." Yang Xuan was about to leave. He glanced at Huang Chunhui and said, "My husband's face is more rosy. I am very happy."

Huang Chunhui touched his old face and muttered: "Looks like he looks good."

No scolding, no questioning, no questioning... Yang Xuan just left the Jiedushi Mansion.

"No one asked?"

"No."

"My husband doesn't care?"

"Never mind."

"That……"

"He's here, then bring him in with you."

"Pull him and Liu Qing down together."

"It's hard to get off the stage."

"Stink!"

"right."

"But what handle does Yang Xuan have?"

"It seems... he did a good job in Taiping, and he was also good in Chenzhou. He has made a lot of contributions. If he is wrong, it is trade."

"Tsk! Let's continue attacking him for corruption!"

"My husband is non-committal, and the name of corruption will no longer be framed."

"What should we do?"

“What are officials most afraid of?”

"Notorious."

"The reputation of corruption has passed, so what else is left?"

"Hmm...a matter between men and women?"

"Yes. Isn't that what people live for?"

"But Yang Xuan is getting married."

"It's good to get married! Men become lustful when they get married."

"Then how to make him stink?"

"Simple……"

In the duty room, the man at the head spoke softly, and everyone gradually leaned towards him.

…

In the lobby, Liao Jin said: "Yang Xuan is more energetic than before."

"He is in charge of a state, and the foundation has not yet been laid. If he loses his spirit, he will be mediocre." Huang Chunhui waved his hand, indicating that the topic should be stopped here.

"Old Liu."

"Ms. sir."

Huang Chunhui raised his head and said, "I have given you a higher position, and you have more responsibility. Those people who are dissatisfied should not dare to make such a fuss. There are people behind it."

Liu Qing was shocked, "My Lord, I mean..."

"They say I'm counting the days." Huang Chunhui spread out his right hand and brought his five fingers together into a fist.

"I want to ensure that Lao Liao takes over, but the position of deputy envoy... is also very good."

Liu Qing understood.

"Don't underestimate this." Huang Chunhui coughed dryly and picked up the tea cup, "Those people in Chang'an are fighting for power, but there are only so many official positions. In the past, Northern Xinjiang was a barbaric land in their eyes, but after I defeated Lin Ya,

The voice of Northern Xinjiang also carries more weight in the court. Those people just want to settle in Northern Xinjiang and want to use Northern Xinjiang's mouth to speak for themselves, do you understand?"

Liu Qing nodded.

But I am a little worried, "Has the political dispute in Chang'an reached this point?"

Huang Chunhui nodded, "If the prince is not deposed, who can take over the East Palace in the future? We are warriors, so we should not interfere, but those people have extended their hands to Northern Xinjiang and want to use Northern Xinjiang's mouth to express their position. Old Liao, Old Liu

.”

"Ms. sir."

Huang Chunhui said solemnly: "Bei Xinjiang's voice should not be made for others, and it should not be involved in matters of prosperity and ruin."

Liao Jin nodded, "Since ancient times, those who get involved in such things almost never end well. Especially warriors."

Huang Chunhui said to Liu Qing: "You have taken your seat."

Liu Qing nodded.

But I also sincerely admire the old man in front of me.

Before the relationship between the prince and the emperor changed fundamentally, Huang Chunhui, who was squatting in northern Xinjiang, seemed to smell something ominous and quickly sent Liu Qing to Taoxian to occupy the position in advance.

Sure enough, the crown prince was unlucky, and the dispute over the Eastern Palace became a tool for the emperor to play games with those powerful men.

Judging from the current situation, the King of Yue has the highest voice, but the emperor's attitude is ambiguous.

"Some people say that the King of Yue is weak." Huang Chunhui said meaningfully.

If Northern Xinjiang can speak out for the King of Yue, who dares to say that he is weak?

Liao Jin said: "It is not easy to interfere with this matter."

"No interference!" Huang Chunhui set the tone.

But Liu Qing knew that Chang'an's operations had successfully made Huang Chunhui not have the slightest affection for the King of Yue.

This is also self-defeating.

But Yang Songcheng didn't care. The four surnames in his family had long been accustomed to letting strength speak for itself.

Hey!

Isn't Xiaozai's father-in-law the Zhou family?

Liu Qing felt a little ridiculous.

Huang Chunhui looked at him.

"You've been too aggressive lately, so stay away."

"Ms. sir." Liu Qing smiled bitterly, "If I avoid you, those people will not stop."

Huang Chunhui drooped his eyelids and said, "I'm here."

This seemingly frail old man held up the sky for Northern Xinjiang.

There is an attack directed at me.

It only takes a while for Liu Qing to regain his footing.

"Where to go?" Liu Qing wanted to visit Chenzhou.

"What are you missing now?" Huang Chunhui asked.

Liu Qing answered honestly, "I have a bad reputation now."

Those people created public opinion and said that Old Liu was a cruel official. What the people feared most was cruel officials. After several rumors, Liu Qing almost became a monster that eats human flesh.

"The Northern Liao army is coming. They want to harass and destroy them. You lead the army to drive them away."

Huang Chunhui looked at him, "In the hearts of the people, anyone who can protect themselves, even the devil, can do it."

"Yes, thank you sir."

Liu Qing stood up and saluted.

Liao Jin also stood up.

Huang Chunhui put down the teacup, raised his head, and looked calmly.

"Hey! I'm here!"

He lowered his eyes and returned to his desperate look.

That slightly stooped body can block the violent storm rushing towards the northern border.

The two resigned.

"Ms. sir, a messenger has come from Chang'an."

A messenger entered the lobby.
To be continued...