When Xu Beizhi entered the Lingzhou General's Manor, it was only three days away from New Year's Eve. Almost as soon as he entered the official residence, he immediately followed His Royal Highness to Liangzhou. If this special honor fell into the eyes of others, it would really be Beiliang's favor. On the return journey, there were two carriages. Huyan Guanyin occupied one. Hsu Fengnian and Xu Beizhi squeezed into the other carriage. The two coachmen were respectively Xu Yanbing and Hong Shuwen. There were no other personal guards or attendants. Xu Beizhi listened to Hsu Fengnian talk about the matters of Hwangnam County and did not comment. Persimmon and Ju Zi, when they interacted with each other, they seemed to be quite similar to the King of Yan and Nalan Youci. They could be said to be the perfect example of a ruler and his subjects being compatible. The first time Xu Beizhi opened his mouth was to ask why he did not let Song Gu, who blocked the way, finish speaking. This was because Xu Beizhi was clear about the matter of Shitaki-in. Originally, Eagle Guard's negligence of Ren Shanyu's serious injury was not a big deal. However, when His Royal Highness saw the result with his own eyes, with Chu Lushan's gloomy nature, Song Gu's official career was definitely over. Whether or not he could keep his life was another matter. If Hsu Fengnian scolded and kicked him a few times and got angry, Chu Lushan could use this as an excuse to get off the donkey. He only needed to heavily reprimand Song Gu. In the end, he could still forgive Song Gu. At most, he would temporarily teach him a lesson and give face to His Royal Highness and the Eagle Guard. In the future, he would not hinder Song Gu's appointment. However, Hsu Fengnian did not say anything. How could Chu Lushan dare to take the initiative to minimize the matter? Hsu Fengnian's answer at that time was that he would never interfere in the affairs of Beiliang's spies. He could even tolerate the Peregrine Falcon and the Eagle Guard, who had turned from a colleague to a rival after the Beiliang spy agency split up. However, he would never allow the two to be like fire and water and take advantage of each other to hit each other when they were down. Beiliang could not afford this kind of internal friction. On this matter and all the disputes in the future, Hsu Fengnian would not be partial to his second sister, Xu Weixiong. He would not deliberately support the Eagle Guard to suppress the Peregrine Falcon. Similarly, he would not take the initiative to side with Chu Lushan. He would not beat the paste 50 times and settle the matter with 50 strokes of the paddle. When Xu Beizhi heard this answer, he smiled generously. Obviously, he was quite satisfied. It was difficult for an upright official to settle a family dispute. The root of the problem was that the person who held the bowl of water was not impartial. If he was not impartial this time, it would be difficult in the future. However, being impartial also had its difficulties and disadvantages. If he was not careful, he would be in a difficult position. This depended on whether Hsu Fengnian could persist to the end. Hsu Fengnian told him everything he knew. In addition to the three princes of Hwangnam County joining hands to come to the General's residence to express their loyalty, he also mentioned that each of them wanted to be an official. The way they wanted to be an official was also very different. He also mentioned to Xu Beizhi that Wang Lvting had offered to spend money to buy the golden thread weaving.
Hearing this, Xu Beizhi frowned and said, "Can this person take on a big responsibility?"
Hsu Fengnian shook his head and said, "I've only met him once. I only feel that Wang Lvting's conversational style is not bad and very much to my liking. As for whether or not he can take on the golden thread weaving, I still need to get a few more detailed reports on the Purple Gold Wang family. Then, I'll bring Wang Lvting out for a walk to know whether he is a mule or a horse. However, the golden thread weaving is in Lingzhou. When the time comes, the one who will have a headache will be you, the provincial governor of Lingzhou. "
Xu Beizhi asked, "Then what about the old weaving, Li Xifeng?"
Hsu Fengnian said shamelessly, "I haven't thought about it yet. Why don't you decide when the time comes?"
Xu Beizhi glared at him. He was probably too lazy to pay attention to His Royal Highness and sank into deep thought alone.
Every Dao in the world had a weaving bureau. Even the Beiliang Dao was no exception. On the surface, it was for the imperial family and officials to weave and distribute the silk produced in various places. However, in secret, it was very powerful. In the previous dynasty, the weaving bureau had a habit of sending secret reports to the capital every month. It could reach the Emperor's desk directly. Passing this kind of information on the courier route was even more careful than normal military information. The King of Jiaodong, Zhao Sui, and the King of Huainan, Liu Ying, had been severely punished by the Emperor several times because of the secret reports from the weaving bureau. Currently, the Li Yang Imperial Court had set up the Dao level. Although the Weaving Bureau of the various regions had not raised their ranks, all the smart people in the court and in the field were well aware that other than the Jingshi sent out from the capital to impede the vassal kings, these dozen or so low-ranking Weaving Bureau officials were the most sinister and disgusting. However, Li Xifeng, the Golden Thread Weaving Bureau, which belonged to the Beiliang Dao, was nearly seventy years old and had been mediocre for many years. He had never had any interactions with the King of Beiliang, Xu Xiao. He neither took the initiative to flatter nor was he too estranged. Once, there was a twice-yearly "half-year discount" that was inadvertently intercepted by a group of audacious horse bandits on a posthouse road. Only then did people know that this chief weaving official was muddle-headed and bored enough to introduce His Royal Highness' antique collection to the Emperor of Beiliang. He listed nearly forty items and more than six hundred pieces in detail. No one could understand why such a muddle-headed old man was allowed to stay in Beiliang and waste the salary of the imperial court. It was said that after the secret report was leaked, Xu Xiao, who was still a pillar of the country at that time, laughed heartily when he heard about it. He had people send the same amount of money as the Zhao family's salary to the Golden Thread Weaving Bureau. Over the years, Li Xifeng was not afraid of the Emperor's suspicions and received the money every time.
However, no matter how much outsiders ridiculed and looked down on this old man, Li Xifeng, the insiders of Beiliang, and even Li Yishan, had carefully analyzed this person's official career and talent. Xu Xiao did not send the money to make fun of Li Xifeng's idleness. Instead, he was telling the Golden Thread Weaving Bureau, who was good at analyzing the situation in Beiliang, that he, Xu Xiao, had begun to have his eyes on him!
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