Yang Rong stood outside the gate of Chengtianmen, and after seeing off one cabinet minister after another and officials from various ministries, he stretched his waist a little tiredly, turned his head to look at the large pile of meeting minutes held by the little official behind him, and shook his head with a wry smile.

The big guy is on vacation, and he, the left general politician of the General Administration, has just begun his work.

"Let's go, go back to the Yaya."

The New Year's speeches, a large number of official documents on policies, and the writing of the newspapers of Di Bao and Qiushi Bao are not trivial projects, and they all have to be decided by him, the general government.

Although he doesn't need to write it with his own handwriting, he has to keep an eye on the review work, where it is written well and what is not, and he has to put forward opinions so that the officials below can revise it, and he can't just go by carelessly, especially the two newspapers.

If a word or even a word is not used properly, it will cause no small trouble.

Walking into the office of the General Administration, Yang Rong hastily finished a simple meal and went straight into his study, lay down on a recliner, and covered it with a thin silk quilt by the way.

After staggering a few times, Yang Rong was about to answer the appointment to play a few games with Zhou Gong, but an annoying call sounded outside the door.

"Your Excellency, your Excellency."

Yang Rong opened his eyes, frowned slightly, and asked in a very bad tone, "What's the matter?" ”

The voice of the clerk outside the door continued to sound.

"A letter from Fengyang, Zhu Zhiyuan, the prefect of Fengyang, asked for annual leave to return to Beijing."

Zhu Zhiyuan?

Yang Rongteng jumped up immediately, walked to the threshold in two steps and opened the door, and snatched the song: "You go and get busy." ”

With that, he closed the door.

The people below don't know, how can Yang Rong not know.

What Zhu Zhiyuan is, he is the eldest prince.

opened the recital that had written the fake words, and Yang Rong's expression became entangled.

If Zhu Wenkui wants to return to Beijing for the New Year, will he ask for leave from the General Administration?

The General Administration Department has the power to control the head of the eldest son of the emperor at all times.

Yang Rong frowned and thought about it for a long time before he suddenly realized.

Although the Jianwen Dynasty did not explicitly say that the prince was not allowed to get too close to the outer court, after all, this was a shunt for the ages, and before the East Palace was decided, no fool in the outer court dared to get too close to a certain prince.

Betting too early is a dead end if you are wrong.

At the New Year's banquet, the prefect of Fengyang, as a Beijing official, could participate, but Zhu Wenkui's identity restricted his participation.

And now, Zhu Wenkui asked for leave to return to Beijing in the name of Zhu Zhiyuan, the prefect of Fengyang, and he can also participate in the New Year's banquet in this name.

If the General Administration Department approves the leave, it is equivalent to acquiescing to Zhu Wenkui's participation in the New Year's banquet, and if the leave is not approved, Zhu Wenkui can only return to Beijing as a prince, and in the same way, he cannot participate in the New Year's banquet.

"What a good move."

Yang Rong paced back and forth with his hands down, and now he was not sleepy at all.

The power to approve or not to approve the fake lies in the General Administration Department, but Yang Rong really has no bottom in his heart, after all, this kind of thing is too deeply involved, Yang Rong felt that he couldn't see through the direction of the wind, and after hesitating again and again, he opened the door and stepped out.

"Where are you going?"

The little official outside the door asked: "It's better to arrange the porter to be a sedan chair." ”

"No, take two steps to eliminate food."

Yang Rong left this sentence: "What is the matter to wait for the official to come back, the official now has some things to see Yang Ge Lao." ”

For such a big matter, let Yang Shiqi make an idea.

Yang Rong thought about it and understood that he was the left general manager of the General Administration, and it was only natural for him to take the initiative to approach the first assistant of the cabinet in matters large and small.

It was not far from Chengtianmen to Yang Shiqi's residence, and Yang Rong would arrive in a quarter of an hour after leaving.

"This official is the secretary of the government, and Yang Rong is the secretary of the government, and I want to see the elder of the pavilion if I have something important."

handed a message to the porter, and the little guy naturally smiled with a smile on his face: "If the adults don't dislike it, rest in the gatehouse first, and let the little one ask for instructions, after all, the elder has the habit of taking a nap." ”

"Nature, nature."

Yang Rong hurriedly responded: "If the elder of the pavilion sleeps, the official is waiting here, and he doesn't dare to disturb." ”

The words were polite, but the little guy turned back and invited him not long after leaving.

"My lord, please, Elder Ge is awake and waiting for you in the study."

Yang Rong suddenly felt that there was light on his face, and he walked behind the little guy with a tigerish style.

The two of them passed through the corridor all the way, and the scenery of the yard before and after several entrances was different, and there was even a special animal house for raising pandas and peacocks, which made Yang Rong look red and warm.

In this Shoufu compound, when will I, Yang Rong, have the opportunity to live in.

Thinking that Yang Shiqi had lived here for twelve years, Yang Rong's face was almost sour and deformed.

The little servant took Yang Rong outside the study, stopped and knocked lightly on the door, and called respectfully: "Elder Ge, Lord Yang is here." ”

"Come in."

Yang Shiqi's voice sounded inside the door, and Yang Rong gently pushed the door open and walked in lightly.

"Xia Guan has seen the elder of the pavilion."

Yang Shiqi was standing in front of the bookshelf, with his back to Yang Rong picking up books, and he didn't turn around when he heard the words: "Sit down, add tea and drink by yourself without seeing outside." ”

After speaking, Yang Shiqi flipped through the pages for a long time, and finally picked out a copy of "Rong Zhai Essays", and when he turned around and found that Yang Rong was still standing, he smiled and stretched out his hand to press down.

"Sit down, sit down, what do you do."

Yang Rong laughed twice, but he still waited for Yang Shiqi to sit down before he dared to drop half of his buttocks.

The upper body leaned forward slightly, and his attitude was extremely humble: "Pavilion Elder, I just received the transcript from Fengyang, and His Royal Highness the Great Prince asked for leave from the General Administration Department in the name of Zhu Zhiyuan, the prefect of Fengyang. ”

Yang Shiqi's hand holding the tea paused, the interval was very short, and then he naturally brought the tea bowl to his mouth and sipped it lightly.

"His Royal Highness the Great Prince wants to attend the New Year's banquet."

That's awesome.

Yang Rong was convinced in his heart, no wonder he was the first assistant of the cabinet, he held his heart and thought about it for a long time before he figured it out, and when he heard Yang Shiqi, he understood?

Everyone is surnamed Yang, you are so powerful, do you know it?

"The old man's eyes are like a torch, and the hole is like watching the fire, and the officials are admired and obeyed."

Yang Rong praised two sentences from the bottom of his heart, and then asked, "Then the general secretary will approve it or not?" ”

"Batch."

Yang Shiqi laughed: "His Royal Highness the Great Prince has expressed his desire to participate in the New Year's banquet in this name, wouldn't it be a waste of evil to the Great Prince, this kind of thing is still hesitant." ”

Don't look at what Yang Shiqi said simply, Yang Rong thought a lot: "The eldest prince is here, what should the second prince do?" You must know that the second prince has been wise since he was a child, and although he is only fourteen this year, his words and deeds are terrible in all aspects. ”

No one wants to get involved in the battle for succession, especially since there is still some indifference between the two princes.

"Opportunities are all earned by oneself, and cannot be given by others."

Yang Shiqi said meaningfully: "The eldest prince won the opportunity to participate in the New Year's banquet in this way, if the second prince wants to participate, he has to find a way to fight for it himself." ”

can't even get the qualifications to participate in the banquet, so what will you do to fight with the prince in the future?

No matter how small things are, you have to fight, and fighting with others is endless.

How the forces are cultivated is fought over trivial matters.

You have to show the ability to be admired by the officials of the outer court.

There is no doubt that Zhu Wenkui played a good game, if there was only Zhu Wenkui and no Zhu Wenqi at the New Year's banquet at that time, the hundred officials would naturally get close to the prince.

The devil is in the details.

In the past, the two children were young, and they didn't have a so-called advantage, so they wanted an advantage? That's what it accumulates bit by bit.

"Go get busy."

Yang Shiqi opened the book and read it with taste, and he didn't want to politely stay with Yang Rong.

The latter was interested and hurriedly got up to take his leave.

As the sound of the door closing, a smile hung on the corner of Yang Shiqi's mouth.

"Interesting."