Yang Wei's lower place, not far away, is also heavily guarded, and there are dozens of heavily armed and imposing armor soldiers. They are all villagers who have followed Yang Wei for many years, and there are more than a dozen soldiers rewarded by Gaozu Liu Zhiyuan, who thought they were obedient.

The sky was already dark, and the surroundings were surprisingly cold, and the cold wind was bitter, penetrating the muscles and bones.

In the conservatory, on the side of the couch, Yang Wei, the prime minister of the Han Dynasty, was still working on the desk. Yang Wei is a standard Shandong Han, after a few years of busy career as the prime minister of the Great Dynasty, his long body has shown his majesty, and he has completely faded the disdain of the "grass hall team".

After handling the official document, he stopped writing, placed it on the pen shelf with a sense of ceremony, put away the album, and called for someone. Not long after, a subordinate entered, and listened in awe.

"Send this document back to Tokyo, and the Ministry of Officials will implement it accordingly, and such officials who violate the law must be dealt with strictly!"

Yang Wei's tone was extremely cold.

The subordinate officials in front of the case, who were obviously Yang Wei's confidants, knew about it, and when he was ordered, he couldn't help but hesitate and asked: "Xianggong, deal with more than a dozen people at a time, is the movement too big, among these people, there are many people with deep backgrounds, Zhang Yisu, a foreigner, but the only son-in-law of Wang Xianggong of the Third Division, Wang Xianggong has been a friend of Xianggong for many years, and he only lost ...... for a small loss."

Before he finished speaking, he was scolded by Yang Wei with a cold face: "The Han law is strict, and you can't afford to wait for such a fly and dog, look ahead, the court of this big man, it's time to clean up again." Don't say more, just post the article, and if you hesitate, the old man will not forgive! ”

"For the sake of properness, is it ...... Is it submitted to His Majesty for review first? The subordinate asked for instructions again, but under Yang Wei's cold eyes, his voice became smaller and smaller, and he hurriedly changed his words: "The lower official will do it." ”

Then he fled, as if he were fleeing, and retreated.

Looking at the hurried back of the subordinate officials, Yang Wei's expression slowly eased, and after a long time, he sighed heavily. I don't know when these subordinates should also question his decision, thinking that at the beginning, he Yang Xiang was in the Han Dynasty, but he called the wind and rain, and said the same master.

Alas......

A wave of tiredness hit his face, Yang Wei couldn't help but raise his hand and stroked his sideburns carefully, although it was out of sight, Yang Wei seemed to be able to feel the gray hair there. Aside from others, in order to create the Han Empire, which was in turmoil at the beginning, Yang Wei also worked day and night. Although Liu Chengyou, the son of heaven, was not to be seen, as the prime minister of the Han Dynasty, Yang Wei still devoted himself to fulfilling his responsibilities.

Taking a deep breath and cleaning up his slightly depressed mood a little, Yang Wei picked up another one from the stack of documents on the case, opened it for review, and put pen to paper.

The cold night became colder and colder, and time passed quickly unconsciously, when suddenly a gust of wind struck, completely extinguishing the weak candle flame that was about to burn out.

His eyes were dark, his brows furrowed, and Yang Wei suddenly called outward: "Come on, hold the candle!"

An open fire was lit, and an old slave dressed as a steward entered it, holding a three-candle lampstand in both hands.

"Master, it's late at night, let's rest early!"

"Wait until I finish approving these letters!" Yang Wei buried his head and replied casually: "You retreat first, I don't have to serve here."

Seeing this, the old slave couldn't help but persuade: "Master, you are so diligent, on the road to the north, you still work hard for the country day and night, forgetting to sleep and eat, these days you don't know, let alone care, why bother?"

The old slave's words were obviously not worth it for Yang Wei, and he was upset about it. Hearing this, the pen in his hand paused, and Yang Wei raised his eyes to look at the old slave who had followed him for many years and had a close relationship.

That is, knowing his loyalty, otherwise, according to Yang Wei's character, a ruthless scolding is inevitable. Even so, he still warned slightly: "When I was still in my last form, you followed me, and even the great Han Zaifu, after so many years, you should also know my character." Such words should not come out of your mouth. Not to mention, with your humble body, how dare you criticize the respect of the Son of Heaven? Now it is no longer than it was at the beginning, by my side, I should be more cautious in words and deeds, and behave in a disciplined manner! ”

After being preached by this meal, the old slave sighed and bowed respectfully: "Yes!"

Yang Wei devoted himself to official business, the old slave did not leave, and noticed the fatigue on his aging face under the bright yellow light, and took the initiative to say: "Master, the villain will pinch your shoulders."

Probably tired, Yang Wei agreed.

When he skillfully handled it for Yang Wei, the old slave talked in a chatty tone: "The family sent a letter from the Bai Ri family, which was written by the villain's rogue dog, saying that Yanzhou was poor and impatient, and wanted to go back to Tokyo, and the little one wanted to ......."

Hearing his words, Yang Wei's old eyebrows immediately locked, and while thinking, he said: "There is a little flickering in your words!"

Without waiting for him to explain, Yang Wei said again: "I see, it's not your son who wants to pay back, it's my family's rebel who can't stay!"

Yang Wei's three sons, the second Yang Tingwei had previously persecuted subordinate officers for ***, and was sued by Liu Chengyou, and Liu Chengyou was handed over to Yang Wei for disposal. Yang Wei was angry and hateful, and demoted his second son to Dunzhou and became a small official.

was broken by Yang Wei's words, the old slave was a little embarrassed, although his tone was insufficient, he still had the courage to speak: "Master, Yanzhou is far away, far away in the west, a poor place, the territory is not peaceful, the soldiers are uncertain, and the past two years have also been affected by disasters, this kind of place is really the land of tigers and wolves, Erlang He has been in the past two years, and he should know that he is wrong." The effect of punishment has also been achieved, why not recall him, serve him in front of his knees, and discipline him under his face, and also relieve the pain of lovesickness......"

Listening to the old slave's words, Yang Wei looked at him seriously, thought for a while, and said: "I can teach you to say such things, but I have grown!" ”

Then the color turned sharp: "However, if you also say these words, he still has to stay in Yanzhou." Otherwise, call him back and give someone a handle, I am afraid that he will ruin the style of my Yang family. How can he hide from me for his wanton behavior in Dunzhou? ”

"Moreover, the situation in the DPRK and China is ...... now" Speaking of this, Yang Wei's expression became depressed, and he sighed with his sleeves: "That's it, don't mention it." Later, I will write another letter and send it to Dunzhou to ...... unfilial son."

Yang Wei must have a heart, and the old slave also stopped saying more.

Suddenly, there was a discordant noise outside the door, as if there was a commotion. Yang Weili, who was in a bad mood, was angry, and just let the old slave go out to see the situation, he saw the captain of the guard hurriedly entering the hall, full of panic.

Yang Wei lightly hammered the table case and asked: "What is the disturbance outside, such a hurry, what kind of system!" ”

"Xianggong ......"

Before he could shout two words, he heard a dense stream of footsteps coming from outside, mixed with the sound of the collision and friction of the nail leaves.

His expression changed, he stared at it, and after a few breaths, he saw Zhao Yanjin and Zhao Kuangyin with a group of forbidden troops, and broke in violently.

Of course, Yang Wei recognized these two direct generals of the imperial front class, and he was slightly shocked in his heart, his fists in his sleeves were clenched, and his face showed the momentum of a prime minister, and he asked: "Two generals Zhao, why did you lead the troops to break into the hall on a cold night?" ”

Zhao Yanjin and Zhao Kuangyin glanced at each other and did not speak. Getting out of the way, Wang Jingchong walked slowly, his face expressionless, bowed in the middle, and said gloomily: "The lower official visited the minister, bothered him overnight, and asked for forgiveness!" ”

"Wang Jingchong!" Seeing this situation, how could Yang Wei not notice it and stare at him coldly.

Wang Jingchong stood calmly, looked at him, did not show timidity, and said quietly: "Your Majesty is invited, if you are fair, if you are interested, don't make it difficult for us......"