At night, the rain pours down, bringing with it a chill rarely seen in summer, giving a warm atmosphere to the pale yellow room rendered by candlesticks.

Due to this sudden rainstorm and the fact that the time is at night, it is undoubtedly the best time for the family to get along, and the Xu family is the same.

Although the rain in the courtyard was pouring down, Xu Fan, who had just arrived in Beijing, came to greet his father in a proper manner and carefully obeyed his father's instructions.

Because of Shang Baocheng, who is a six-grade official, Xu Fan entered the official without going through the imperial examination, and he is already a person in the officialdom. It's just that the officialdom is sinister, and Xu Jie also taught the second son earnestly.

Xu Kun was taught and left, and then Xu Jiao was invited over.

In terms of childbirth, the Xu family has already thrown the Yan family eighteen streets. Not to mention that Xu Jie has four brothers, he has four sons under his knees, and Xu Fan is already eleven sons and eight daughters, which can be described as a prosperous family.

"Grandpa, this is Grandpa Yan's letter to you!"

"The Yan family has no objections, what Lin Run played is not true!"

"Grandpa Yan is willing to do everything he can, as long as he can keep the Yan family!"

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In the crackling rain, Xu Jiao, who was dressed in purple, stood in front of Xu Jie, telling the Yan family in detail, and at the same time solemnly handed over a letter to Xu Jie.

She is the concubine of Yan Shaoting, the eldest grandson of Yan Song, and after learning that her father-in-law Yan Shifan was convicted of rebellion, she also went to Beijing with the mission of saving the Yan family, but she hoped that the high-ranking and powerful Xu Jie, could lend a hand.

Whoa......

The heavy rain seemed to be endless, and the soybean-sized raindrops continued to destroy the flowers and plants in the courtyard, and the blood-red peony was beaten to the point that the petals were scattered in all directions.

The pale yellow light of the room is affected by the night wind, which can appear bright or dark.

Xu Jie faced his granddaughter's request, and after reading the letter, he was also full of reminiscence: "I have been friends with Yan Ge for more than ten years, and I have had a lot of support from him. I know who he is, but Yan Shifan was too arrogant when he came to Beijing, he was at fault for deserting the army first, and he said those things that shouldn't have been said in prison! But you don't have to worry, now that the emperor's anger is almost gone, I will take the opportunity to advise the emperor! ”

"Thank you, grandpa!" Hearing her grandfather's attitude, Xu Jiao's hanging heart finally let go, and she was grateful.

Bang!

Thunder and lightning came from time to time in the inky sky, making the silent night unusually terrifying, and the people under the eaves were already happy and warm.

Xu Fan brought ginseng soup to his father, heard the conversation between Xu Jie and his daughter, just looked at the back of his daughter leaving happily, and couldn't help but look at his father suspiciously and said, "Dad, do you really want to let go of the Yan family?" ”

Xu Jie's complexion changed slightly, and he said quite soberly: "How can there be a reason to turn back when you open a bow!" ”

"Then ......" Xu Fan thought about the promise just now, and couldn't help but look at his father suspiciously.

Xu Jie burned the letter directly in front of the candlestick, looked at the paper that had turned into ashes indifferently, and suddenly asked Xu Fan: "Fan'er, how many children do you have today?" ”

"Dad, the child has eight sons and eleven daughters so far!" Xu Fan's heart was slightly weak, knowing that he seemed to have more concubines, but he still responded honestly.

Xu Jie picked up the soup bowl and said in a wordy manner: "There are many children in this family, but it is inevitable that there will be a few disasters that will affect the family." The disaster of the Yan family originated from Yan Shifan, but now it seems that our Xu family also has one more Yan Shifan! ”

Bang!

A flash of lightning swept across the dark night sky, and a white light flashed from the front of the door into the room, which was reflected on Xu Jie's amiable face.

"Dad, I'll send her back to Songjiang Mansion early tomorrow morning and have her imprisoned!" Xu Fan secretly swallowed and spitted, but immediately proposed.

Xu Jie drank the soup in the bowl and said with emotion: "If you really do this duty, you won't run to the capital with the letter!" Do you remember why Xia Yan ended up like this? ”

Xu Fan knew that Xia Yan had spared Yan Song by mistake back then, and finally caused a big disaster, so he gritted his teeth and responded: "Dad, the child knows what to do!" ”

"I didn't say anything! However, you are also the eldest of the eldest, since you are the eldest son of my Xu family, you have to think more about the future of my Xu family in everything! Xu Jie put down the soup bowl and said seriously.

Xu Fan silently put away the soup bowl, although his face looked a little sad, but facing the white lightning flashing in the sky, he resolutely stepped out of the door.

The night seemed to be very long, and the torrential rain continued to wash every corner of the streets of Beijing, and one corner gradually became a pool of blood under the rain.

The next morning, the sky in Beijing was clear, and the trees, which had been rejuvenated by the rain last night, looked even greener, and the crisp sound of birds came from the trees.

The green brick street was washed clean by the rain, but as the palanquin driver kept stepping on it, it slowly became more muddy, and it would not take half a day to return to its former state.

Officials in the capital gathered towards the Dongjiang Rice Lane to start a new day's work.

In terms of mental outlook, there is obviously more passion in the household officials. Unlike the previous days of inactivity, they now clearly feel their sense of purpose and are serving and changing the dynasty.

In particular, under Lin Haoran's arrangement, they were engaged in the coordination of various economic data, which made them more intuitive to see the problems of this dynasty.

Just as Lang Zhong found the place of pain, they only need to prescribe the right medicine, and they will definitely be able to cure the disease.

A sedan chair turned in from Dongjiang Rice Lane, passed in front of the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites, came to the Hubu Shangshu in the middle of the lane, and slowly stopped in the main courtyard.

Lin Haoran, who was wearing a second-grade official uniform, came out of the sedan chair and walked towards the main hall office. He would not come to the Yamen early to show his diligence, but he was always a very punctual person, and he always arrived here on time every day.

Because Lin Haoran is a hall official who attaches great importance to regularity, the officials up and down the household department have changed their previous casual style, and they come here on time every day to go to the office.

Lin Haoran arranged the work as usual, assigned the work tasks of the 13th Division, and the Yunnan Division, the Guangxi Division, and the Guizhou Division continued to promote the early tax collection work in the inner city.

After returning to the signing room, he did not forget the plan he had made last night, when he even asked Wang Jun to be called over, intending to hand over the task of retrieving the original documents to this cautious son.

It's just that Wang Jun hasn't arrived yet, but a piece of news makes him stunned.