The next morning, the streets of Beijing were washed clean by the rain last night, and the trees next to them became greener, and the sky showed a good weather after the rain.

No matter what era it is, although the pace of life is fast and slow, it will never stand still.

With no rain in the way, officials went to the yamen one after another, vendors set up breakfast stalls, and some scholars went to their respective schools.

At the same time, the palace gate of Xiyuan was open, and there were eunuchs entering and exiting from this palace gate, and it was also officials who walked in through this palace gate, which also opened a new day.

Wuyi Palace, which is the place of official activity, and the Wanshou Palace in front is almost equivalent to the forbidden area.

The morning sun showed half of its face from the east, and the golden sunlight fell on the palace complex of the West Garden, while an ordinary blue brick mansion looked a little abrupt.

Xu Jie knew that his power was closely related to Jiajing's grace, and he rarely went home during this time, and he stayed in the mansion of Xiyuan last night.

Recently, he always thought about Yan Song's death in the broken temple, which caused him to sleep in this house built for Yan Song in the past, and he dreamed of Yan Song several times and woke up.

While washing, he couldn't help muttering, "I have to go home tonight and sleep peacefully!" ”

With such a plan, he came to the first assistant duty room in the morning sun, and quietly started a new day's work.

The notes of the two capitals and thirteen provinces were screened by the clerk's office, and only the most important ones were sent to the emperor's desk, and the vast majority of the rest were only in the Wanshou Palace.

Now, he is not only in control of the major decisions of the Ming Dynasty, but even has the fate of the vast majority of officials, and those who opposed him in the past are no exception.

Xu Jie, who was wearing a python robe, asked people to light sandalwood and send a ginseng tea, and the whole person seemed very high-spirited, so he began to deal with the music all over the country.

At present, there are not many affairs in the two capitals and thirteen provinces of the Ming Dynasty, and as the second assistant for ten years and the first assistant for four years, many things are already handy.

Unlike the belligerence of the Yan Song period, he also focused on appeasing the turmoil in some places. Not to mention that he wants to give the people an image that is different from Yan Song's heavy taxes, and this forcibly leviing money from the gentry is far worse than turning a blind eye to those anti-thief gangs.

As for the military affairs in the north, Yang Bo can be described as an old fox, and he has already formed a tacit understanding with the Mongolian side. As long as the Mongol cavalry did not run to the capital, everything was easy to discuss.

"Yuan Yingshu, the former deputy envoy of Guangxi, hid Yan Jiayin?"

Xu Jie handled these large and small affairs with ease, but when he saw a note from Jiangxi, he couldn't help frowning slightly.

With the deepening of the raid on the Yan family, it is natural that some people will inevitably be affected. Not long ago, Yan Maoqing and Wan Cai of the Yan Party hid a total of 80,000 taels of silver for the Yan family, and were sentenced to exile by the Criminal Department in accordance with the law, but they did not want Yuan Yingshu, the former deputy envoy of Guangxi, to be involved in it.

Watching his disciple liquidate himself through this matter suddenly made him feel a little uneasy.

As the saying goes, what you worry about, what often happens.

Zhang Siwei came in from outside the door and saluted respectfully: "Master, Lin Shangshu is asking to see you outside!" ”

"Lin Haoran? What does he not do? ”

Xu Jie's brows immediately frowned deeper, if the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty disliked him the most, it was not Wu Shan, who posed a direct threat to him, but this most restless boy.

Just lost his mind for a moment, seeing that Zhang Siwei was still standing still, he didn't like this witty disciple very much, so he raised his hand and said, "Quickly lead him in!" ”

Zhang Siwei brought Lin Haoran in, Lin Haoran was in a full state of mind, and he bowed respectfully and said, "The lower official meets Lord Yuanfu!" ”

Although the two had a very unpleasant quarrel for a while, they were both mature officialdom after all. Whether it is for the sake of superficial harmony, or to make a show for outsiders, they will already selectively forget the past that torn their faces.

"If you are foolish, please take a seat!" Xu Jie's face showed a signature smile like a spring breeze, and he gently invited Lin Haoran to sit down.

When it comes to acting, Xu Jie can be said to be an old drama bone, he played an honest boy in front of Yan Song in the past, how can he lose to Lin Haoran in terms of acting skills?

Zhang Siwei was about to go to the side to make tea for Lin Haoran, but looking at the scene of the two being so harmonious, he couldn't help but swallow and spit secretly.

If people who don't know the truth see that they are so friendly, they will definitely mistakenly think that these two people get along well, rather than life and death enemies who want to kill each other all the time.

Xu Jie didn't dare to take Lin Haoran lightly, first put aside the brush in his hand, and said with a friendly smile: "I don't know why Lin Shangshu came this time?" ”

Zhang Siwei is interested in being able to enter the cabinet in the future, although he made tea for Lin Haoran, but he also raised his ears, wanting to learn more from the confrontation between the two big names.

Lin Haoran didn't expect Xu Jie's initiative to speak, but he met Xu Jie's gaze with a smile, but said in a surprising voice: "Lord Yuanfu, Xiaguan came here to ask for silver this time!" ”

Yes?

Zhang Siwei almost didn't burn his water, and once thought that he had heard it wrong, and looked at Lin Haoran strangely.

Xu Jie was slightly stunned at first, but then said with a hearty smile: "Lin Shangshu, no one in the world knows that you are the God of Wealth of my Ming Dynasty, and you are in charge of the financial power of my Ming Dynasty." You suddenly ran over to the old man and asked for money, if this matter spreads, I'm afraid it will cause a joke! ”

The same is true, even if Xu Jie, the first assistant, wants to give any yamen money, it must be allocated through the household department, and naturally there is no reason for the household department to allocate it to the household department.

"Lord Yuanfu, the lower officials are indeed asking for money for this matter!" Lin Haoran's face responded seriously, and then explained his intentions: "It has been more than eight months since the Guangxi Inspector presided over the raid of the Yan family according to the imperial history Cheng Shoujie, although he reported to the imperial court that the Yan family had a total of 2 million taels of silver and more than 30,000 taels of gold, but to this day, the Jiangxi side has only escorted the first batch of 300,000 taels. There is a huge gap between the two pieces of silver and the number reported, but the second batch of escort silver has not been heard for a long time, and the household department is looking forward to this silver day and night to solve the urgent need! ”

After Zhang Siwei heard these words, his face showed a look of sudden realization.

If the biggest windfall in the past two years is not the steep increase of 100,000 tariffs in Chongwenmen, nor the trade income of the Suzhou Weaving Bureau and the Hangzhou Weaving Bureau and the Francophone people, but the 2 million taels of silver confiscated by the Yan government.

Dare Lin Haoran did not come to ask for money from the master this time, but to urge the festival to transport the confiscated silver taels to the capital, and wanted to eat the fat meat into the stomach of the household.

Lin Haoran can't be accused of being anxious about this matter, Cheng Shoujie's efficiency is indeed too low. Eight months have passed, but the capital has only heard about two million silver stolen silver, but there is no silver, and anyone will be dissatisfied.