The most powerful minister in the world

Feng Zhuoyi lifted his hem and waved his folding fan rather angrily: "It's nothing, you don't have to thank me, because I have no intention of helping you at all. The man just now loves beauty."

"You have a beautiful face, but it's a pity..."

Feng Zhuoyi turned around and left, stroking his hairpin in a very cool manner. His uninhibited voice echoed in the bamboo forest tilted by the breeze: "If you have flowers, you must break them. Don't wait until there are no flowers to break branches."

Time flew by in the blink of an eye, and Jing Xi ordered Feng Zhuoyi to lead troops into the mountains to besiege the private soldiers.

Jing Xi's original words were this: "You kid did it, go and finish it for me."

The miserable Feng Zhuoyi had no choice but to mount his high horse and lead 15,000 soldiers into the mountain.

Two days later, Jingxi was working in the Dancheng government office warehouse when he suddenly heard Feng Zhuoyi's screams.

As soon as he walked to the door, he saw that Feng Zhuoyi's light armor was damaged, and there was a shallow knife mark on the left side of his face that was still bloody.

Jingxi threw grapes into his mouth and asked, "Why did it happen like this?"

Feng Zhuoyi thrust his sword into the ground and raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't mention it. There are about six thousand private soldiers in the mountains. Each of them has experienced hundreds of battles. When facing battle, they are not afraid of death."

"Where are the prisoners?"

"What? The prisoners, more than 6,000 of them, none of them threw away their weapons and surrendered. They all died in the battle."

"How many casualties did we have?"

"When I saw that a strong attack was not possible, I climbed up the mountain and swooped down from the path. Only three thousand people were killed and two thousand injured."

Jingxi paced back and forth with his hands behind his hands and asked, "Did you find anything in the camp?"

"Nothing is found. It's no different from an ordinary camp. Hey, I said, I'm like this, and you just let me stand outside?"

Jingxi snorted: "Absolute advantage, beaten like this bear, what's the matter, you still want me to entertain you with a banquet?"

After that, Jing Xi returned to the warehouse and sat down. Although he said this, he still recognized Feng Zhuoyi's ability to lead troops.

If he were in the Jing family army, he would at least be a general. At such an age and with such talent, he is considered a great talent.

Here, Feng Zhuoyi took off his light armor, sat on the raised steps in the middle of the high platform, tapped the knife marks on his face with his fingers, and suddenly took a breath of cold air.

Behind him, Jing Xi propped his chin on the table, thought for a long time, and suddenly said: "The position of Jiangnan Road Commander-in-Chief is still vacant. How about you take the position?"

Hearing this, Feng Zhuoyi stood up and ran straight out the door without saying a word. If Jingxi hadn't slammed the table to stop him, he would have probably rushed out of the yard by now.

"What do you mean?" Jingxi stood up and walked to the side of the document to support himself, "Aren't you happy to give you a promotion?"

Feng Zhuoyi cupped his hands and said, "My second son, I just didn't want to be a high official, so I went to Meiyang County to be a small general. Now you want me to take charge of the entire Jiangnan Road army?"

"What's wrong," Jingxi said, walking to his side and putting a hand on his shoulder, "I believe in your ability."

"No, no, no, please don't. If you behave like this, I will have to leave Jiangnan overnight."

"you dare!"

Jingxi saw Feng Zhuoyi's expression about to resist, so he pushed him down on the chair.

Feng Zhuoyi stood up several times and was pushed down several times.

"Be honest with me. What time of year is it now? Don't you understand? I have been put on a frying pan. If I make a wrong step, I will be in danger."

Feng Zhuoyi pursed his lips: "I didn't see it."

Seeing Jing Xi's face drooping, he moved his buttocks on the chair and said, "Isn't Mu Sheng more suitable? Yang Hu and Li Cheng under your control are also suitable!"

"Mu Sheng wants to follow me in the capital after all, and Yang Hu and Li Cheng are the Qian generals of the Jing family army. Do you think the capital will agree?"

"Then, then my side in the capital will agree?"

"Hey~" Jingxi smiled and touched the finger of his left thumb, "You have a clean foundation and a good relationship with your parents' family. You are the most suitable."

"Besides, I won't be able to leave for a while now, so you can hold on to your position as commander-in-chief for now. As for what happens next, we'll have to wait and see."

Feng Zhuoyi stood up and frowned: "With such a big official position, the Second Young Master has no right to claim to be self-sufficient, right?"

Just as Jingxi stood on tiptoe and made a sound, a strange voice came from outside the door.

"He really has this right."

Feng Zhuoyi and Jing Xi both looked at the door, and saw a man in black Confucian uniform walking in.

Seeing this person, Jing Xi made a sound of disdain from between his teeth. Feng Zhuoyi looked at him. He had a handsome white face with a trace of femininity. His eyes were placed on Jing Xi's eyes without moving.

"Who are you?"

Jingxi put his hand on Feng Zhuoyi's shoulder, his words full of undisguised sarcasm.

"He? He is our current prince-in-law and former Minister of Dali Temple. You have to be more respectful to him."

For a person as transparent as Feng Zhuoyi, he was naturally very sensitive to the gap between the two of them, so he only cupped his fists in greeting.

Wu Qingfeng nodded in response, walked up to Jingxi and bowed, "Second Young Master, I haven't seen you for a long time. It's a little dark."

Seeing the man who had fought bloody battles with him in the past dressed in elegant Confucian clothes and with a relaxed expression on his face, he was so angry that he couldn't help but feel angry.

He received a letter from Guo Zitong yesterday, saying that His Majesty had issued an order to appoint Wu Qingfeng as the censor to patrol the south and would arrive in Jiangnan soon.

So Jingxi was not surprised at all by his arrival today.

Seeing that Jing Xi ignored him, Wu Qingfeng took out the imperial edict from his sleeve and handed it over.

Jing Xi waved his hand and took it into his hand, turned around and looked at it, nodded with satisfaction, then turned back and waved to Feng Zhuoyi.

Feng Zhuoyi reluctantly walked over and saw the imperial edict stating that the appointment and dismissal of all officials in Jiangnan West Road would be decided by Jingxi and Wu Qingfeng after mutual consultation.

He slapped his hands and sighed, clasped his hands together and arched his left cheek: "It seems that I have boarded a pirate ship and cannot get off."

"What do you mean? Master, I put you in this position because I have full trust in you. Don't be so obedient as to get an advantage."

Feng Zhuoyi gritted his teeth and looked like he was being bullied, which made Jingxi couldn't help but laugh twice.

When he turned to face Wu Qingfeng, his expression suddenly turned cold again.

"You have no objection, right?"

Faced with Jing Xi's question, Wu Qingfeng spread his hands expressionlessly and said, "I will not interfere with the appointment and dismissal of officials before I come. After I come, all officials of sixth grade and above must give my seal."

Hearing this, Jing Xi rushed to his side, grabbed him by the collar, his eyes were filled with anger. If Feng Zhuoyi hadn't hugged his arm, his fist would have hit Wu Qingfeng firmly in the face. .

Jingxi shook off Feng Zhuoyi's restraints, pointed at Wu Qingfeng's nose and said coldly: "Zhuoyi, remember, this is not one of our own."