Fantasy: Starting out as a gigolo, born a Confucian sage

"What do you think of General Chu Pingshan of Guangwu?"

The empress thought for a moment and suddenly said: "Chu Pingshan was born as a military general, and his previous record was not bad."

"He also participated in previous reforms and proposed many strategies for governing the country, which was quite eye-catching."

"He can be regarded as a man with both civil and military skills, but he has no experience as a civil servant. Let him try it."

Everyone looked at each other, unable to figure out the empress's thoughts for a while.

Chu Pingshan's results are indeed good, which is understandable, but the point is that he is a military commander.

How can a military general do civil work?

Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, many meritorious generals have been appointed as civil servants except during the founding of the People's Republic of China.

Subsequently, civilian officials suppressed military generals.

After all, governing the military with civilized laws can be regarded as the unspoken rules that countries have not disclosed to prevent military commanders from rebelling.

But so...

The empress has set a precedent.

The Right Prime Minister couldn't help but said: "Although Chu Pingshan has some suggestions for admonishment, it is still just talk on paper."

"Isn't it a bit inappropriate to let him transfer from a military general to a civilian official?"

"And his rank is just a fourth-grade general, but he was suddenly promoted to Jing Zhaoyin..."

"Inappropriate, inappropriate."

The right minister's words were well-founded, and even the empress couldn't refute, tapping her fingers lightly on the table.

Her eyebrows were lowered, and her charming face was indifferent, with not much expression visible.

All the prime ministers and ministers also remained silent, waiting for the empress to make a statement after thinking about it.

The scene was breathtaking for a moment.

But it didn't take long before the empress raised her head and said, "Your right minister is right."

"Well, then let the Young Master of Jingzhao Mansion be transferred to the Young Master of Jingzhao Mansion, and Chu Pingshan be the Young Master of Jingzhao Mansion!"

In terms of rank, the Shaoyin of the Jingzhao Mansion is the fourth rank. Speaking of which, it is not too much to be promoted.

Everyone felt a little relieved.

Several prime ministers looked at each other, and finally nodded in agreement.

After all, the current Shaoyin of Jingzhao Mansion was originally one of their recommended successors.

It is nonsense for Chu Pingshan to get involved.

But now that the situation is forcing it, it is not too much to dispatch a general with both civil and military skills to assume the position of Shaoyin.

The Prime Minister on the left and the Prime Minister on the right looked at each other, and both saw the smile hidden in the other's eyes.

It's obvious.

The empress had no intention of promoting Chu Pingshan to be the governor of Jingzhao from the beginning, but negotiated terms.

Let’s talk about an outrageous one first.

Then everyone objected, and the empress revealed her true purpose, but can everyone still object a second time?

After all, he is the emperor!

The Yang family is the master of the Northern Han Dynasty!

Even the other prime ministers and ministers may not have missed the empress's intention, but this is the court and politics.

It’s the art of compromise!

…

Alando bought a house in the capital.

He is not in the military camp on weekdays, nor does he live with Xue Yanmi.

Mainly because in the bitter cold land of the northwest, life is not easy for tribal leaders like him.

When you go out, the sky is full of yellow sand, and the air is filled with wind and sand.

After a trip outside, the boogers I picked out when I came back were all mixed with sand.

As for the wine, it's not bad.

As for beauties, that won't work.

Although everyone says that the beauties of the Western Region are extremely beautiful, this is not the case for the Tiele tribe.

They are on the edge of the Western Region, strictly speaking the northwest, but not the Western Region.

The women of the Tiele tribe always carry the fishy smell of cattle and sheep, as well as the smell of shit.

The most important thing is that the skin that has been abused by the yellow sand is rough and even has a lot of calluses.

How beautiful can it be?

Even when I used my hands to help him, it hurt so much that I really didn’t want to talk about it.

So every time he comes to Luoyang Capital, Alando has to enjoy it.

Whether it’s Central Plains delicacies, fine wines, or beauties, it’s all there.

After all, he has money!

Forget about changing brides every night, in his residence, it is no exaggeration to say that there is a pool of wine and a forest of meat.

"Comfortable!"

Alando soaked in the marble pool, and the water was glowing with a light golden color.

There is also a strong aroma of wine.

He was not extravagant enough to build a wine pool and meat forest, but several barrels of fine wine were actually poured into the pool.

The beauty next to her was dressed in gauze, and her body was looming under the influence of the wine, making his throat throb.

If he hadn't fought fiercely many times today, and even couldn't hold on, he might have turned into a beast and pounced on him.

"grown ups!"

At this moment, a guard opened the door and walked in, saluting him respectfully.

"There is a young man outside who handed over a greeting card. He claims to be Shen Wuming, the son of Yong'an County, and wants to see you."

Alando stared at the gauze beauties, without even looking back, and just answered lightly.

"not see!"

"yes."

The guard said something, turned around and went out. When he came to the outside of the house, he bowed his hand to Shen Wuming.

"My lord said, no."

Shen Wuming was not surprised by this, after all, the relationship between him and King Wei had fallen out.

And it’s on the bright side.

Even the common people in the capital know it, let alone Alando, who is related to the Wei Palace.

"Then please inform me again!" When Shen Wuming spoke, he took out a heavy gold ingot and stuffed it into his hand.

"Just say that I have some hometown specialties here. I believe General Alando can help me taste them."

The guard looked embarrassed, but Shen Wuming stuffed another gold ingot in his hand, and he nodded quickly.

"I'll go."

Shen Wuming stood outside the house, with his hands behind his back, and he didn't move much. He knew that Alando would definitely meet him.

People on the grassland are different from people in the Central Plains.

In short, people in the Central Plains still have some sense of courtesy, righteousness, and even long-term interests.

But people on the grassland don't care, they focus on short-term benefits.

This is not discrimination!

It's because the living environment of the grassland is too bad and it can't develop in the long run.

In the Central Plains, you can invest and wait for returns in three to five years after production and business.

But on the grassland, after a white disaster, livestock may die, plagues are everywhere, and there is nothing left.

Where is the future?

And because of the organizational form of the tribe, even between brothers and fathers and sons, there is competition.

So only the benefits that can be transformed into their own strength in the short term are real benefits.

What long-term interests, get out of the way.

Throughout history, countless grassland dynasties have reached various cooperations because of the gold, silver, jewelry and the like given by the Central Plains.

Either withdraw troops.

Or borrow troops.

Why?

Because of their greed, and more because of the organizational form of the grassland, they must reap short-term benefits.

And Alando must be greedy.

Sure enough.

After a while, the guard came out again, his face full of enthusiastic smiles.

"Lord Shen, please come in."