The capital in May is a noisy season.

The city's blue-brick streets are bustling with traffic, with all sorts of peddlers and pawns seeking to make a living, a group of talented people heading to the lakeside for a boat ride, a group of women frolicking their laundry, and teahouses and liquor shops are even more lively.

Fun talk and gossip have always been the things that people in the capital are most enthusiastic about.

"Lin Wenkui's kneeling is kneeling out of the style of a literati!"

"Lin Wenkui's governance of Shuntian is obvious to all, and he is indeed a rare good official in the Ming Dynasty!"

"In order to implement the Diao people's register and change grain to silver, he was able to kneel in front of Wanshou Guan in the face of the storm, this is a true virtuous minister!"

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On the table of this teahouse and wine shop, the most mentioned thing is that Lin Haoran, the secretary of the household department, knelt in front of the Wanshou Palace in the storm, and praised Lin Haoran's actions.

In this era, if you simply praise a person, the topic usually does not last too long, and it always has to be mixed with some "private goods" to continue to be topical.

Just like the world praises Tang Bohu's paintings as the first in the world, but Tang Bohu's prostitution is also talked about by the world, and the combination of the two will have the enduring Tang Bohu.

As a different voice sounded in the restaurant, Lin Haoran's popularity increased instead of decreasing, but the topic had been completely deviated.

"It's a pity that God is jealous of talents! In the past, there was a Taoist priest who was more famous than Lan Daoxing to measure Lin Wenkui's fate, and that warlock was a person who threatened that Lin Wenkui was a person with a thin fate, although his talent was too filial, but his fate was still inferior to Zhou Gongjin! ”

In the noisy sound of teahouses and wine shops, it was a mysterious middle-aged scholar who threw out this secret matter and immediately changed the focus of public opinion in a different direction.

Zhou Yu, whose name is Gongjin, was a famous general in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. He personally led the soldiers of Wu to unite with Liu Bei to defeat Cao Cao in Chibi, thus establishing the hegemony of Wu, and then died of illness at the age of thirty-six.

Since ancient times, jealousy has long been a curse. There are not a few famous generals in the world who died young, including the military general champion Hou Huo Quai, the world-shattering poet Wang Bo, and the strategist Guo Fengxiao, and even Zhuge Kongming can't escape the catastrophe of life.

Now hearing that Lin Haoran "is still inferior to Zhou Gongjin", although many people were surprised, they nodded gently, and they already believed that Lin Haoran was a talent with a short life, and he couldn't escape the curse of "jealous talent".

"If Doctor Chen had taken a step at night that day, I was afraid that there would be no more Lin Wenkui in the world!"

"I've heard that the housekeeper of the Lin Mansion has already gone to the coffin shop to order the coffin that day!"

"In this way, Lin Wenkui is indeed a rare talent in a hundred years, but I am afraid that his fate is not far away!"

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When something starts, it often moves in an unpredictable direction, and all kinds of gossip that does not match the facts are bound to be talked about by everyone.

In just a few days, Lin Haoran already has some more tragic colors, he is a "poor man" who has just walked back from the ghost gate, and his life expectancy is less than thirty-six years old.

However, this noise belongs to the after-dinner conversation between the scholars and the people in the capital, but it has nothing to do with the protagonist of the incident, and it cannot influence the situation in the court.

However, after learning about this, Xu Fan happily set up a banquet that day, and invited Taichang Temple's colleague Taichang Temple Shaoqing Tao Chengen and other officials to their homes to drink.

It was another bright morning, and the white fog outside the city had not yet dissipated, and the officials in the capital went to their respective offices.

Lin Haoran recuperated for one more day than expected, and as usual, after a contented Cantonese breakfast at home, he took a sedan chair to the household yamen.

Thanks to his frantic vitamin supplements, although the symptoms of the cold have not completely disappeared, they are already very good.

Lin Fu obviously prefers the days of going to the yamen, and after passing by the stall of fried ginkgo nuts, he asked for another one, and seemed to be happily eating while escorting the sedan chair to the yamen of the household.

The household yamen has thirteen divisions under its jurisdiction, which can be described as the most lively six yamen.

Because they were in charge of the finances of the provinces, they could get rich Bing Jing and Tan Jing officials, so many officials chose to take a sedan chair to go to the government, so that the traffic in front of this alleyway can be described as busy.

However, when Lin Haoran's sedan chair appeared, all the officials' sedan chairs were all on the side, and the aisle was given priority to the main hall. Especially after Lin Haoran braved the storm and knelt down to see him, the officials of the household department showed more and more respect for Lin Haoran.

Lin Haoran first went into the signing room to sit for a while, and when the time was almost right, he slowly came to the public seat of the second hall of the household department and sat down to preside over the order.

"Xiaguan meets Lord Zhengtang!"

The thirteen divisions led by the department were already waiting here, and when they saw Lin Haoran appear on the public seat, they saluted respectfully to Lin Haoran, who had not been seen for a few days.

After Lin Haoran responded, he nodded lightly to Xiao Jinian, the official in charge of the order.

Xiao Jinian immediately understood, holding a roster to roll them one by one, and soon truthfully reported the situation of the officials today.

Every official has his own style, there are good people who don't want to offend people, and there are iron-faced people who are strict with themselves, and Lin Haoran undoubtedly belongs to the latter.

It is precisely under Lin Haoran's strict management methods that Lin Haoran once exiled the loose officials, even if Lin Haoran has disappeared for three or four days, there is still no official who dares to be unreasonably absent.

Lin Haoran knew that the management methods of grace and power were easier to win people's hearts, and he arched his hand to the officials present: "This main hall is weak and infected with cold for a few days, but fortunately, you all perform your duties, and the household department can make government decrees, thank you here!" ”

The officials were greatly surprised, and they were also moved, especially the officials below were flattered, but they modestly said: "What the lower officials are doing is within their duty, and the main hall is polite!" ”

Lin Haoran had a reason for his sick leave this time, and now he said so, even if he said that "Lin Haoran only allowed the state officials to set fires, and the people were not allowed to light the lights", this moment has disappeared.

"Ma Shilang, this time I also have you to take care of the affairs of the household department, and I hope to be able to help Ben Zhengtang more in the future!" Lin Haoran thanked Ma Sen who was sitting on the left.

Ma Sen, an official with a modest temperament, also replied with a smile: "This is the duty of the lower officials, and the Lord of the Main Hall does not need to be polite!" ”

In the face of Lin Haoran's approach, although everyone's mouths were polite, their hearts were undoubtedly warm. Lin Haoran's sudden illness and retirement, they have not been idle, and now they have a sense of satisfaction when they hear Lin Haoran's words of thanks.

Lin Haoran saw everyone's reaction, and asked gently: "Ben Zhengtang has been sick for many days, I don't know if there is anything to discuss in the headquarters?" ”

When all the officials heard this question, a trace of worry appeared on their faces, and they all turned their heads to look at Ma Sen, the left attendant of the household department, who was sitting on the left.

Lin Haoran noticed everyone's gaze, and also looked at Ma Sen suspiciously, and Ma Sen said bitterly: "Lord Zhengtang, our household department has encountered a problem!" ”

Saying that, Ma Sen asked someone to send a piece of music to Lin Haoran.