After Song Minglei vented, the whole person slowly calmed down, but he suddenly asked: "Liu Langzhong, he deliberately borrowed He Bin's mouth to push the emperor to meet the Nanyang mission?" ”

"Exactly!" Liu Zhongda, who was in the fine food division, didn't know why, and nodded honestly in response.

Song Ming Lei snorted coldly, but said sarcastically: "I think Lin Ruoyu has accepted the benefits of the Nanyang Mission, so he works so hard to help others!" ”

He always felt that it was a little strange for Lin Haoran to push the Nanyang Mission to Beijing to face the saint, but now seeing Lin Haoran pushing so hard, he couldn't help but think in the direction of money transactions.

"Xia Guan thinks that this is probably the truth, and I heard those people in the same hall say that those Manraka people are extremely generous!" Liu Zhongda followed the thunder and was already in the same boat, even if he was the same enemy, he revealed.

Song Minglei took the tea cup from the servant's hand, and said with a hint of disdain on the corner of his mouth: "Where in this world is there any Manraka people, that Manraka people are clearly the envoys of the Francophone people!" This matter can deceive others, but how can it deceive the main department, he Lin Ruo is stupid that he will be stunned by the silver two, and he will fool the emperor for the Franco, it is simply digging his own grave! ”

"Please make it clear!" Liu Zhongda's eyes lit up slightly, and he immediately asked.

Qin Minglei pinched the tea cup and lightly splashed the hot tea, and said triumphantly: "In the sixth year of Zhengde, the Franco-Rang people invaded the country of Manchuria, causing the country to be destroyed by Manchuria. When the Holy Emperor ascended the throne today, the envoy of Manraka came to the capital and accused the emperor of destroying his country, and asked us to send troops to help Manraka restore the country. Today, the Holy Lord issued a holy decree to Pires, the envoy of the Buddha in the Ming Dynasty, demanding that he immediately return the land of Manraka and send him away. After a pause, he added mysteriously: "The emperor said at that time: Unless the Francophile is full of land, he will never be able to pay tribute to the Ming Dynasty." ”

The previous things were all public, including the emperor's holy decree to expel the Franco's envoy Pires, but the words of Jiajing in the back were very few people who knew about it.

"Lord Ministry, is that really the case?" Liu Zhongda's eyes were bright, and he suppressed his excitement and asked.

Song Minglei took a sip of tea, and responded with a smile: "Naturally, it's true!" If it weren't for the fact that the main department likes to read some historical materials, I don't know that these things happened forty years ago! ”

"That'...... Lin Shilang pushed the emperor to seal this Buddha man, but in fact, he wanted to put the emperor in distrust? Liu Zhongda figured out the terrible thing about the matter, and asked solemnly.

Qin Minglei's hands had just been burned uncomfortably, so he first put down the teacup, and then his eyes narrowed slightly: "Hehe...... Originally, I was still thinking about being an official in the same dynasty, and I didn't want to shake out this past! It's just that this kid is so carried away that he dares to stretch out his hand to Lao Tzu's territory, then Hugh will blame Lao Tzu for being ruthless! ”

If there is anyone he hates the most, it is already Lin Haoran. If Lin Haoran robbed him of the position of the left waiter of the Ministry of Rites, it would be fine, and Lin Haoran also stole his limelight when he arrived at the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites, which made him hate Lin Haoran to the core.

Now there is a chance to put Lin Hao to death, but he doesn't mind making a move, so as to take back everything that belongs to him.

The news that Lin Haoran wanted to promote Dong Fen, the left attendant of the Ministry of Officials, to Shandong to participate in the saint sacrifice quickly spread from the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites, and soon reached the ears of Yuan Wei and Dong Fen.

However, these two important ministers did not react much, as if they had only heard something that had nothing to do with them, and they were still concentrating on the affairs at hand.

Surprisingly, when Xu Jie heard the news, he let out a long sigh. Originally, he wanted to continue to bury his head in dealing with the music, but the whole person suddenly seemed absent-minded, and suddenly stood up and walked out of the duty room.

As someone is restless, causing constant turmoil in the capital, many things have quietly changed, and this decaying dynasty seems to have some unknown changes.

It's just that the surface of the capital always looks like an ancient well, as if this thing has never happened, and the officials are diligently handling the affairs at hand, allowing the sunrise and sunset to be staged in the sky of the capital.

At dusk, the sky is full of sunset.

A sedan chair came out of the yamen of Dongjiang Mi Lane, scattered in all directions, and returned to their respective mansions.

Lin Haoran finished the day's work and returned to the house in a sedan chair. The sedan chair fell in the front yard, and the housekeeper Lin Jinyuan opened the sedan curtain, and Wu Qiuyu greeted him obediently.

Although Wu Qiuyu is as young as Lin Haoran, she seems to have the same troubles as Lin Haoran, and she is indeed too young in the circle of Mrs. Xuan, so she gradually tends to dark-colored skirts, and her behavior is becoming more and more dignified and virtuous.

When she saw Lin Haoran coming out of the sedan chair, she politely said, "Husband, the concubine is polite!" ”

"Lady, my husband's stomach is a little hungry!" Lin Haoran didn't like Wu Shan's old-fashionedness, patted his shriveled stomach and said casually to Wu Qiuyu.

Wu Qiuyu's facial features are exquisite, her skin is as fair as jade, she is already a beautiful woman in the country, she first smiled lightly, and then responded: "Okay, concubine, let the kitchen prepare the dishes, and there is your favorite fish soup today!" ”

Lin Haoran nodded lightly, as if he was influenced by Wu Shan, he went to the room to change his official uniform.

When he came to the dining room, the food had already been served one after another, and it seemed a little hearty. Although he is not too particular about eating, he will not be as wronged as Xu Jie.

His current monthly salary for the third rank official is seventy-five stone rice, and he actually has twenty-five taels of silver, twelve stone rice, a few horses of silk and a large amount of treasure money, these incomes are naturally unable to feed the people of this house, but as a greater source of income for Beijing officials, it is the unspoken income of local officials such as Bing Jing.

Of course, the wealth of the United Merchant Groups under his control has reached a terrifying level, especially since the gold mines of Luzon have entered the harvest period, making his actual wealth already unrivaled.

Wu Qiuyu watched Lin Haoran arrive, but she waited for Lin Haoran to take a seat first, and then she followed to take a seat, and many seemingly inconsequential etiquette was already deeply rooted in her bone marrow.

The family style of each family is different, and the two people do not pay attention to the set of "food is silent, sleep is silent" at the dinner table, and the communication between husband and wife often starts from the dinner table.

"Ah Hua, give me another half bowl of soup!" After Lin Haoran drank a bowl of delicious fish soup, he saw Ah Hua standing next to him, so he handed over the empty bowl and ordered.

Unlike those families, many servants in the Lin Mansion were recruited after they had made their fortunes, but they could easily become the eyes of all parties. Therefore, the people of Changlin Village are also arranged in the current Lin Mansion, which is conducive to keeping some secrets.

Ah Hua is a member of the Changlin clan who was arranged by the old patriarch to go to Beijing, and she looks a little good-looking, and she is also very diligent in her work. However, Lin Haoran did not regard her as a subordinate, but asked her to be the steward of the inner house, and would pay her a generous salary every month.

Ah Hua is willing to do more, so she often serves food to Lin Haoran, and when she heard this, she stepped forward to take the empty bowl.

"Husband, what do you think of your disciple Wang Shiju's character?" Wu Qiuyu stopped his chopsticks, but suddenly spoke.

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