At the end of the first day of rest in March, the next morning officials returned to their daily affairs, and the silent city of Beijing resolutely returned to its busyness.

Xiao Yongfang, Yang Mansion, this extroverted and beautiful house woke up to the sound of chickens, lights were lit in several places, and a group of family members and Yahuan seemed to be well-trained and busy.

"Hello to Daddy!" Yang Junmin, who was wearing an eight-grade official uniform, combed himself meticulously, and when he saw Yang Bo coming to the front yard, he stepped forward and saluted respectfully.

Yang Junmin is a second-class jinshi in Jiajing for 41 years, so it is naturally impossible to be directly awarded the six-grade chief with high authority, but is awarded the apprenticeship director according to the usual practice, and the probationary period ranges from one year to three years, usually three years of assessment to stay.

But don't underestimate the position of the head of the six departments, so as not to take the assessment of the ministry seriously.

Although the head of the Sixth Department is the lowest non-commissioned officer in the capital, there are usually four or five officials in a department, and the authority in his hands is very great, and he has a great hope of becoming an official of the Sixth Department.

"Hmm!"

Yang Bo was also proud of his son, so he nodded lightly.

Although it is a pity that his son did not enter the Hanlin Academy, with the political resources he has accumulated, he will definitely be able to smoothly support his son to the position of the six Shangshu, thus ensuring that his Yang family will be prosperous for at least two generations.

But unlike Yan Song and Xu Jie, who are certainly in the limelight for a while, they are "no successors", and in the end they will only be people who go to tea and cool.

Yang Junmin has read sage books since he was a child, and he also took advantage of this to obtain the fame of Jinshi, this "filial piety" has already been deeply rooted in the bone marrow, and he respectfully invited his father to get into the sedan chair.

Because the military department and the household department are not far apart, their father and son always go out together to come to the yamen, but compared with the eight-lift sedan chair with Yang Bo's scenery, Yang Junmin's two-lift sedan chair is pitifully small.

Yang Bo was about to get on the sedan chair, as if he had thought of something, and said to Yang Junmin, who was standing next to him in a regular manner: "Be careful these days, and you'd rather not act than make a big mistake!" Wait until the end of the assessment of the Ministry of Officials this month, and my father will help you find a position as the head of the household! ”

Unlike Xu Jie, who left his younger brother in Nanjing to retire, Yang Bo did not shy away from taking care of his son, and even he had planned to find a position for his son in another year.

"Everything is arranged by my father!" Yang Junmin endured the excitement in his heart, and immediately saluted respectfully.

Being in officialdom, how not to know what it means. If it weren't for his father's previous mention, he would be dancing now, and he would even be holding a promotion banquet.

Yang Bo took supporting his son for granted, as if he was mentioning it in passing, and he entered the sedan chair with steps.

"Get up!"

When the housekeeper saw Yang Bo sitting in the sedan chair, he stood beside the sedan chair and sang in a proper manner, and the eight sedan chair men immediately lifted the sedan chair and left through the open gate.

Yang Junmin quickly got into the small sedan chair, followed as before, and followed closely behind his father in the sedan chair. In his heart, his father is a high mountain, and even in this court, there is no one who can argue with his father.

In early spring, the sky is still cloudy, and the line of sight is limited to a certain extent.

The people of the Five Cities Terracotta Division and the Chengnan Patrol Department have already taken to the streets, and they are maintaining order here, and the old people will always show off their "knowledge" and introduce the characters sitting in the sedan chair.

Since the departure of the Yan father and son, the most magnificent sedan chair is neither the two Zaifu of the current dynasty, nor the most powerful official and household secretary, but Yang Bo, the military secretary of the dynasty.

Yang Bo relied on his military talent to get the emperor's appreciation, and he had the financial support of the Jin merchants behind him, so that he could not only afford to raise eight sedan chairs, but also use the eight sedan chairs in a proper manner.

"Sell newspapers! The freshly baked "Suncheon Daily" only costs three pennies a copy! ”

But I don't know when, every morning, there will always be immature children's voices in the streets and alleys, they carry ink-scented newspapers in cloth bags, and sell newspapers to pedestrians on the street.

These newsboys were all poor children, who would sell newspapers during the day and return to the private school run by Suncheon Daily in the evening, where they would spend the night in order to earn money to support their families and study.

Of course, many people don't know these things, but they only know that "Suncheon Daily" is sold by children, and many of these children are articulate and often have bright smiles on their faces.

"Here's a copy!"

The official master of the capital is not bad for this kind of small money, especially this "Shuntian Daily" not only publishes interesting information, but also publishes a lot of useful information, in addition to Mr. Jin Yong's serialization.

The early morning in March still reveals a bit of coolness, which makes the body shiver a little.

Yang Bo has a rich military career, and he wears too much during the day to get stuffy, so now he is a little thin, so he also silently endures the test of the weather.

His hands on his lap were frozen cold, so that he couldn't help but grasp some leg meat, and he sat in the sedan chair with his eyes closed, but his mind was thinking about the candidate for the governor of Jiliao.

To tell the truth, Yang Xuan is the candidate for the governor of Jiliao that he wants, although Yang Xuan does not have too strong military talent, but he is obedient. It's just a strategic mistake by Duo Yanwei, and this responsibility cannot be pushed to him, the secretary of the military department or the emperor, so Yang Xuan can only bear all the consequences.

Liu Tao had already proved his military talent in assisting Hu Zongxian in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, but this person was closer to Yuan Wei and Dong Fen, but he would inevitably threaten his position.

He suddenly thought of Zhao Bingran, the current governor of Zhejiang. If Liu Tao can be replaced by Zhao Bingran, this is undoubtedly more in line with his own interests. But after thinking about it, the position of the governor of Zhejiang is also not to be lost, once this position is moved, it may really give Hu Zongxian a chance to afford.

It was thinking about these complicated personnel issues that he suddenly felt some noise outside, and there was even a sound of drumming in the distance.

"Stop the car!"

Someone shouted faintly behind, but the housekeeper hurriedly ordered the sedan chair man: "Stop!" ”

Yang Bo's brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't know what was going on.

The housekeeper reported as soon as possible: "Master, the son is here, but I don't know what happened!" ”

While speaking, Yang Songmin came to the sedan chair out of breath, and said breathlessly to Yang Bo in the sedan chair: "Dad, please...... Please check this out! ”

Yang Bo glanced at his son inexplicably, then reached out to catch the paper handed in, and resolutely it was the "Shuntian Daily" where the ink had just dried, but he saw the front page and resolutely wrote: "The north of the Tartar horseshoe disease, see all the white-faced generals in one day!" ”