Three days later, the discussion in the court finally came to an end.

Du Yong went to the Hou Mansion to find out the news. When he first left, he met the housekeeper of the Hou Mansion and said that the Du family had a party today.

It was just so happening that Du Yong returned, changed into more formal clothes, and then went out again.

When they arrived at the Marquis' Mansion, people had gathered together, including Du Zongcheng, Du Zongye, Du Zonglong, Lianghe, and Du Yong and the entourages of each family.

Du Yong hasn't attended a party for a long time. He was a little uncomfortable when he saw so many people, but he still tried to smile, greet the elders first, then greet the peers, and finally have to play with the children.

The content of the party is similar to usual.

The length of a woman’s family.

Men discuss various discussions, discuss major events in the court, discuss work, discuss knowledge, discuss martial arts, and so on.

There is a lot of discussion today, mainly the content of the dynasty meeting, namely the matters of Pingzhou, Ganzhou and Dongzhou.

Dongzhou is still the same, asking for people and money. Now there are a large number of vacancies in the officers, mainly the lieutenant and the Ranger General. Because these two types of officers need to charge in person when fighting, the loss is huge. The Ministry of War gave a method to draw from Ganzhou.

Pingzhou also needs people, but what he wants is a master to deal with various conflicts in the world. There is no way to do this, so it is still possible to go to Dali Temple and Weiwei Temple.

There are three things in Ganzhou: first, continue to suppress the Feiziying, second, rebuilding Huaili City, and third, rewarding.

There is one common problem in these three states, that is, lack of money.

At the grand dynasty meeting, the Minister of Revenue almost surrendered and returned home because he couldn't think of a solution. In the end, His Majesty personally ordered the loan from Shaofu Temple.

Du Zonglong sighed a little: "The Ministry of Revenue is a rare oil and water government office, but now it can starve rats to death. The one who used to rob the heads has turned into a bad bun, and the children of the right age in Beijing are not willing to enter."

Du Zongye said lightly: "Making money is second to make money. This is a long-term problem. It is difficult to get promoted in the Ministry of Revenue."

This is indeed the case. Although it is important to make money, it is far from being promoted. Whoever is willing to stay in a yamen where there is no light can be found, it is better to go to Guanglu Temple to earn a qualification.

Du Zongchengsu Rong said: "Ganzhou and Peace Prefecture are both major production states, but due to unrest, production has been stopped in many places. Especially in the southern part of Ganzhou, people flocked to the north, resulting in large areas of land being abandoned. Not only did they have no harvest, but they also had to spend money to subsidize the people going north. This is a double increase in the financial burden, so production must be resumed as soon as possible, otherwise it will become more and more serious. Unfortunately, Mu Feixiong's Feiying still exists, and there is no discussion in the court."

Du Qiong looked at Du Yong and asked, "Can't it be completely wiped out?"

Du Yong spread his hands: "If it was that easy, why did General Manager Nie let Mu Feixiong go? The terrain at the junction of Ganqu and the two states of Ganqu require at least three times the force of troops to sweep, and you can't be too hasty, otherwise it will be easy to turn the ditch. With the current strength of Ganzhou, you can only suppress it."

"Three times the force?"

Du Mou touched his chin and murmured: "Feizi Camp has escaped for 6,000. If you want to sweep it, you have to do at least 20,000 troops?"

Du Yong corrected: "In addition to the 6,000 Feizi Camp, there are also various black forces, which are about 7,000, so there are 40,000 troops. How can Ganzhou have so many troops? In addition, Quzhou's troops can barely raise 40,000, but as I said just now, you can't be too hasty, so at least you have to sweep a few months or even half a year. With the current financial resources, how can the logistics keep up?"

Du Zongcheng chuckled: "Have you discussed it with Nie Qingyun? It's almost exactly the same as his statement."

Du Yong shook his head: "I discussed with Huaili County Magistrate Nie. He was my former boss Nie Wentao. He used to be the eldest brother-in-law and was the chief clerk of Dali Temple."

Speaking of this, he turned to Lianghe and laughed: "Brother-in-law, you may be the county magistrate in the future!"

A look of yearning flashed in Liang He's eyes and he sighed: "My ability is worse than Nie Wentao, so it should be difficult to have that kind of opportunity."

Du Mouqi said: "Brother-in-law, Brother Yong, the master of Dali Temple should be better than the county magistrate, right?"

Du Zonglong scolded: "What do you know? Although the Dali Temple Lord Bo is a Beijing official and has a high level, his power is limited. The county magistrate is the top leader of the local area and has enough space to display his talents. A few years of work will make him rich experience and it is easy to get promoted. Many state chief managers have been county magistrates before."

Du Mou said astonished: "That's the case. If I have the chance in the future, I will have to be a county magistrate."

Du Zonglong looked stern: "Don't be too ambitious, think about how to be the captain of Weiwei Temple first."

Du Mou responded.

Du Yong hurriedly asked, "My brother, has the team leader settled?"

Du Mou nodded with a smile, his lips grinned behind his ears, and then he smiled bitterly, "The boss asked me to speed up my practice. He said that if he was not strong enough, even his teammates would not be able to suppress him, and it would be ugly at that time."

Du Yong comforted: "You are already in the fifth level of engraving, at the age of twenty, second only to He Muye. You are strong enough, so don't worry too much."

Du Mou cried more and more: "Brother Yong, there are many seals in Weiwei Temple. Before we reach the tower, everyone is almost the same. I am as powerful as you, and I have all kinds of tricks to accompany you."

The eyes of the elders lit up and they all looked at Du Yong: "What are your tricks?"

"It's despicable!"

Du Yong spread his hands and explained: "Detonators, darts, laxatives, sneak attacks, pretending to be dead, and fighting."

Everyone laughed, remembered the detonator maniac, and also remembered the use of laxatives to Nacheng.

Du Zonglong praised: "No matter what tricks are, it's enough to have the effect. For example, laxative medicine is a completely turning point, otherwise Nie Qingyun would not be so easy to defeat Feiziying."

Speaking of this, he turned to Du Zongcheng: "Brother, I want me to say that Nie Qingyun's contribution is 30% Xiao Yong. Did Nie Qingyun mention a few words in the court?"

Du Zongcheng nodded: "Nie Qingyun is quite graceful. He focused on Nie Wentao and Xiaoyong. He hoped that Your Majesty would reward him more. Your Majesty nodded happily and agreed, saying that he would consider it well."

As soon as these words were spoken, Du Qiong and Du Mou both showed envious eyes.

Especially Du Qiong, he was envious and a little disappointed. As the eldest brother, he was the first to work, but now he was surpassed by Du Yong and Du Mou, which made him very embarrassed.

Du Yong saw Du Qiong's discomfort and quickly changed the topic: "Uncle, what reward does General Manager Nie have?"

Everyone is very concerned about this issue.

Du Zongye belongs to the Ministry of Rites and has known the result for a long time, so he did not show a curious look.

Du Zongcheng laughed and said, "The people from the Ministry of Rites are really smart. It is not appropriate to be a king. It is a bit heavy to make the duke an iron hat, so they suggested that after Nie Qingyun's duke was transferred to the marquis, they would be considered an iron hat. Nie Qingyun thanked the Lord on the spot."

Du Zonglong said, "That means it is good to reward Nie Qingyun's son."

The iron hat will not be demoted from generation to generation, but ordinary titles will be demoted from generation to generation, so Nie Qingyun's iron hat is not worn by himself, but on his son's head.

This reward is quite good. It is not ostentatious and lays a solid foundation for descendants.

Du Zonglong said again: "Second brother, this is not your idea, right?"

Du Zongye waved his hand: "How dare I make a decision? Old Shangshu's idea."

Du Zonglong nodded, paused, and said in a deep voice: "Second brother, your old minister has passed the line at a time and will soon retreat. You have to work harder!"

Du Zongye shook his head: "It's not my turn to the next term. I have investigated the old Shangshu's words and may raise a general manager from below, or may transfer the top leader from Jiusiping, and most likely Prince Kang."

Du Zonglong frowned slightly: "Prince Kang is capable and qualified enough, but he may not want to join the Ministry of Rites when he is in charge of Zongzheng Temple."

Zongzheng Temple is in charge of the affairs of the royal clan and has a transcendent status, which is indeed no worse than that of the Ministry of Rites.

Although it is easier for the Minister of Rites to enter the cabinet, Prince Kang may not necessarily care about the position of the cabinet. He may be more willing to be the chief supervisor of the state or even the head coach on the battlefield.

Du Zongye spread his hands: "I don't know either."

Du Zongcheng interrupted the discussion and took everyone to the school to take the teaching skills.

The key point is to teach Du Qiong, Du Mou, Du Yong, Du Zonglong and Liang He assisted.

Du Zonglong educated Du Qiong and Du Mou well.

Liang He and Du Yong played a hundred moves, but Du Yong did not use his true strength, but instead dealt with his short sword with his body skills. Everyone called him a thief.

I had a good lunch, and everyone except the children and pregnant women were drunk.

When Du Yong said goodbye, Du Zongcheng held it and instructed: "Come here early tomorrow and follow me to visit General Manager Nie."

"yes!"

When Du Yong heard Du Zongcheng's tone had a profound meaning, he was curious, but he didn't ask too much, but just responded.

I didn't sleep well at night, Du Yong tossed and turned, always feeling that something big would happen tomorrow.

The next day I got up early, and the smell of alcohol had not yet dissipated, so I had to take a hot water bath, change into a warrior uniform, and after a brief breakfast, I took Yang Jin and Pin Yuren to set off, and by the way, I brought the gifts I prepared last night.

When he arrived at the Marquis' Mansion, Du Zongcheng had already prepared a carriage and seemed to have been waiting for a while.

Du Yong was embarrassed and smiled and said, "Uncle, are you so early?"

Du Zongcheng smiled and said, "I'm old, so I get up early, so get in the car."

Du Yong brought the gift up, then sat in front and drove the car himself.

Nie Qingyun's house is in the north of the city. His mother and children are usually in the capital. Du Yong has never been there because he had no friendship before.

When we arrived, a handsome young man was waiting at the gate. His eyebrows were very similar to Nie Qingyun, and he should be his eldest son.

Nie Qingyun's eldest son should be named Nie Chengzhu. He is in his twenties and is very low-key in the capital. He rarely sees him go out to fool around. Du Yong has only seen him from a distance before.

Now that I get so close, I look closely and find that Nie Chengru's aura is quite extraordinary, maybe he is in the realm of climbing the tower.

Du Yong secretly praised in his heart.

"See Uncle Du!"

Nie Cheng bowed to Du Zongcheng to the end, with a very respectful attitude and a remarkable title.

Du Zongcheng laughed and helped him up: "No need to be polite!"

Nie Chengru smiled shyly and bowed to Du Yong: "I have met Brother Yong, and I have long admired my reputation! Thank you for your hard work to protect my father!"

Du Yong returned the favor and chuckled, "Brother Chengru, you don't have to be polite. Anyone who works in the Ganzhou General Administration has to serve as the General Administration of General Administration. How can you let Mu Feixiong be arrogant?"

After saying that, let Yang Jin and Pinyuren carry the gifts.

"Brother Yong is so polite!"

Nie Chengru ordered the butler to receive the gift, turned his body sideways, and made a gesture: "Please!"

When he passed through the courtyard, Nie Qingyun personally greeted him and began to be polite from afar: "Shaobao Du!"
To be continued...