Chapter 105 Tibetan Needle
"Oh? Let's talk about it?"
Lin Ganmo whispered: "A few years ago, after I was transferred back to the capital, Cai Shouxin served as the prefect of Linzhou for me. He has a similar rank and is my classmate. He is very safe. And... and I am a relative of my children and I am a family in private. If he can be transferred back to the capital, he would naturally be more willing."
Zhao Wuyin thought to himself that his wife was indeed a good plan. Her uncle's thoughts were all predicted to be completely different. He pretended to be ignorant and said, "It turns out that he is already a family of children. How can he not help such a family? Just..."
Seeing that he said another word, Lin Ganmo felt itchy in his heart, for fear that Cai Shouxin would ruin his promotion to minister because he was not as good as his nephew, so he asked:
"Just what?"
"Just just ordering out of air, there must be an excuse, otherwise even if I ask Ling'er to plead with the Ministry of Personnel, it will be far-fetched. You also know that the old students of the Ministry of Personnel are sometimes very difficult..."
Reason...
After all, Lin Ganmo has been in the officialdom for more than 20 years, so how could he not hear the hidden meaning? Personnel promotions either rely on making achievements or there are people in the court. The so-called regression has always been an excuse from the Ministry of Personnel. It is not difficult to think of one out of thin air. Zhao Wuyin must have had an idea when he said this, so he smiled and said:
"My uncle is old and has a little unsophisticated mind. Why don't you tell me what kind of reason should I have?"
Zhao Wuyin said thoughtfully: "If Cai Shouxin has been in Linzhou for almost ten years, and if he wants to be promoted and returned to the capital, he must have a reason. I heard... Linzhou is very unstable recently?"
"Well... you have lived in Linzhou for a few years, you know. The Imuran people come to the border area to burn, kill and loot. In the past few years, they have been mediated by the Blade tribe and have stabilized a lot. Somehow, they suddenly started to make trouble again in the past six months. I heard that many civilians have died, which has caused the people in the Linzhou area to be displaced and panic, and even the black market is not open." Lin Ganmo sighed, and he, the former prefect, was naturally clear about the situation in Linzhou.
"Oh... Since the Imuran people are here to cause trouble, let Cai Shouxin lead the troops out of the city and sway in front of the Imuran people."
"This is not enough..." Lin Ganmo waved his hand and said, "Not to mention that there are only more than two thousand soldiers in Linzhou, even if the Imuran people were expelled, I am afraid that more disasters will be caused. Over the years, they have been calm and peaceful, so how can they just go and ask for trouble."
Zhao Wuyin suddenly laughed, making Lin Ganmo feel confused.
"My uncle is indeed an honest man. No wonder he has always been unable to get up from the fourth rank. It was not flexible enough. I just said that Cai Shouxin would go around the city, but he did not let him and the Imulans fight with real guns. He just had to show off and report back and forth that he would fight bravely with the garrison. However, he was a mere civil servant who was not familiar with the war and could not defend the enemy. Then he exaggerated the momentum of the Imulans. I asked Ling'er to follow the advice, and His Majesty Ming Emperor would send another person who could fight to replace him. In this way, wouldn't he be transferred back to the country to the capital?"
Lin Ganmo was stunned when he heard this and asked, "What do you mean... just turn around and go back?"
"Isn't it? Can Cai Shouxin still charge in battle at that age?" Zhao Wuyin burst into laughter.
"But how can he know the painstaking efforts of you and me to plan for him in this matter."
Zhao Wuyin was a little impatient and drank a glass of himself and said, "Uncle... You are all children and in-laws. What's the difficulty of saying something in a letter? Besides, all this is for my uncle to be promoted to the Minister of Rites. Isn't my uncle even going to blame such a small matter, right?"
Lin Ganmo vaguely felt that this matter was always a bit strange, but he thought it was just a letter. After his daughter married Cai Shouxin's son, she lived in Linzhou all year round and separated from her. If she could transfer Cai Shouxin back to the capital, it would be a good thing that both families could not get, not to mention that he was able to replace the Minister of the Ministry of Rites, which was a good opportunity to fall from the sky, so how could he miss it?
He nodded and said, "Uncle's knowledge is far less than you now. What you said makes sense. Then when I go back, I will write a book to Cai Shouxin and ask him to do what you said." After saying that, he felt a little embarrassed and then picked up the wine glass and said, "Wuyin...that uncle's matter..."
Zhao Wuyin smiled a little while after hearing this, and also picked up the wine glass and said, "No need to say more about my family, please drink my uncle."
Seeing that he was vague, Lin Ganmo was worried and asked again: "He still needs a reason to be transferred from the fourth rank. Your uncle is someone who can't even get up to the Fuxingtai. He suddenly wants to be promoted to the Minister... This reason..."
Zhao Wuyin became more and more drunk, and his words became louder and said with a smile: "Uncle is confused. How many uncles can I have worthwhile to help me with this. Even Ling'er called you as his uncle just now. With her here, what reason do you need? People from the Ministry of Personnel have always been used to changing their minds when they see the wind. They know what Ling'er means, and they still don't hurry to do it?"
Zhao Wuyin has already started talking nonsense when he has only one glass of wine in front and behind.
But when Lin Ganmo heard this, it seemed as if the sun in March was extremely useful, and he also laughed at the moment.
After three rounds of wine, he talked a few more words. Lin Ganmo had some thoughts in his mind, and had not eaten a few bites before he got up and wanted to say goodbye and go home to write a letter. Zhao Wuyin didn't stay, so he sent it out of the hall. He looked at his uncle's hurriedly leaving, sneered, and rushed into the side hall.
Zhu Zhiling was standing by the window. When she saw her husband coming in, she smiled and said, "I heard it all. Lord Shangshu is so eloquent." She sighed, "But you can't change your harshness, why bother to use words to harsh him at this critical moment."
"I've finished my errands and even my uncle has brought it out for you to use it. If you don't thank me, I'll kill me?"
Zhu Zhiling touched her lower abdomen and said, "Let's record it today. Let this child bow to me to thank you in the future. I'm really tired today."
Zhao Wuyin seemed to have not heard this joke and suddenly asked, "Are you sure this trick works?"
Zhu Zhiling giggled: "Don't worry, Cai Shouxin just goes out of the city and has the name of fighting against Imulan. Let him hand over the rest and give the rest a good note to make the Imulan people scary. If you prepare the memorial to help the refugees you mentioned before, I can use this to motivate my mother to agree to join forces with the Cangwu Kingdom to fight the northern expedition. If Cai Shouxin cannot hide like now, I can't make a memorial for him out of nothing. Tempting him with the transfer of his position to the capital will surely be effective. But we still need to stay out of trouble. Your uncle and Cai Shouxin have a good relationship, so it is most appropriate to let your uncle go and lobby, so it would be appropriate for his mother to doubt anything."
"As a matter of fact, nothing can escape your plan." Zhao Wuyin was already a little drunk and shaved a little on Zhu Zhiling's face.
Chapter completed!