The living room of the Shen Mansion is decorated in a grand and elegant manner, which is in line with the appearance of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Shen Shixing said this to Lin Yanchao calmly.

While speaking, the maid served a bowl of lotus seed porridge to Shen Shixing and Lin Yanchao.

The two chatted while eating, and Shen Shixing spoke openly and honestly, and did not hide the previous Baolin Yanchao, not only because he was his protégé.

This not only did not make Lin Yanchao uncomfortable in his heart, but he felt that Shen Shixing spoke brightly. The two have both the teacher-student status in the officialdom and the teacher-student relationship in the world today.

Shen Shixing said: "I know you want to clean up Zhang Whale, but if you want to use today's incident to attack Zhang Whale, it is wrong, in the eyes of the emperor, Wen Chen wants to dislike Zhang Whale, so he wants to protect Zhang Whale." ”

"An East Factory that is not in harmony with Wenchen is the East Factory that the emperor wants. So don't look at Zhang Whale's disgrace today, he was defeated, but by making a fuss about this incident, the emperor trusted him more. ”

Lin Yanchao lowered his head and said: "The teacher has insight into everything, and the student is really inferior." ”

Shen Shixing said again: "Don't pretend that you don't know anything in front of the old man, in fact, you know it in your heart, but the old man prefers you to go to the south to serve, and the next step in the north is to enter the cabinet to pay respects, you are still too early for you, which is equivalent to being on the cusp." But since you like to fight step by step, then the old man only has the beauty of an adult. ”

Lin Yanchao said: "The student is grateful for the cultivation of the teacher. ”

After saying two more words, Lin Yanchao got up and said goodbye.

Shen Shixing was drinking porridge, and at this time Shen Jiu had already entered from behind the screen and cleaned up the tea bowl.

Shen Jiu smiled and said, "Master, today's Master Lin is really not afraid of Zhang Whale at all. ”

Shen Shixing said: "Yes, there is no one in sight. He won't put Dongchang in his eyes now, what about in the future? By the way, he's not a courtesy yet. The desire for power is so strong at a young age, fortunately, he is still dedicated to the country and the people, but throughout the ages, the emperor has employed people without trust, and this time the waiter of the Ministry of Rites depends on what the emperor thinks. ”

At this moment, Tingtui's title has been submitted to the Son of Heaven.

In the warm pavilion of the Qianqing Palace.

Zhang Whale served the Son of Heaven to take off his boots, helped him to go to the kang, then sharpened the ink, and handed over the red pen.

The Son of Heaven nodded Zhang Whale with a red pen and said: "In front of the left gate today, Dongchang's face has been lost to you, and it still has my face, how can you hold your head up in front of the courtiers in the future?" ”

Zhang Whale said dejectedly: "Long live the lord, the old slave is stupid, he will only serve the long live lord in his life, and he will not do anything else." Long live the old slave or let the old slave go back to the palace to serve you, who does this Dongchang love? ”

The Son of Heaven said: "You give me back a strong mouth." Did I let you frame the minister? Don't you know that this person is my prime minister? ”

Zhang Whale didn't dare to say anything and beat the leg of the Son of Heaven.

"Why didn't you say it?"

"Old slave...... The old slave was afraid that the old slave would say that the old slave was stubborn, and the old slave was just trying Lin Sanyuan's loyalty for the emperor, so he threw a bait to try. ”

The Son of Heaven laughed angrily: "I really thank you, do you think this will work, in the future, I don't have to ask the Ministry of Officials, just ask the East Factory?" ”

Zhang Whale cried and said, "Long live the old slave, the old slave knows that he is wrong. ”

The Son of Heaven slapped the table and shouted, "What about Gao Huai?" ”

Zhang Whale's eyes flashed and said: "Your Majesty, the old slave is not talking nonsense, the old slave has long suspected that he has indeed had dealings with Lin Sanyuan." ”

"Do you have a certificate?"

Zhang Whale swallowed and said: "The old slave can't hold it for a while. ”

The Son of Heaven sneered, and moved the pen to the inscription book on the official in front of him, the former name was Lin Yanchao, and the latter name was Huang Fengxiang.

The Son of Heaven wanted to pick up his pen and suddenly asked Zhang Whale: "Is there a thirty-year-old pavilion elder in this dynasty?" ”

Zhang Whale said: "No, the old slave remembers that in the past, there was a Peng Shi who entered the cabinet at the age of thirty-two to participate in the aircraft service. ”

The Son of Heaven nodded and said, "That's Peng Wenxian, but how can it be compared to today at that time." ”

The Son of Heaven stopped writing, hesitated for a while, and then suddenly said, "I remember that Lin Yanchao didn't teach the Inner Study Hall!" ”

Zhang Whale said: "Your Majesty Shengming." ”

The Son of Heaven closed his eyes and pondered for a moment before opening his eyes and said: "There is no wind and no waves, immediately pass on a will to let Gao Huai go to Nanjing as the palace supervisor of Xiaoling, and set off tomorrow." ”

Zhang Whale was overjoyed when he heard this, and Gao Huai's departure was equivalent to removing the big trouble in his heart. Zhang Jing said loudly at the moment: "The old slave obeys the holy order. ”

The Son of Heaven glanced at Zhang Whale and said, "What are you happy about?" Do you understand my intentions? ”

Sweat dripped from Zhang Whale's forehead, and then he immediately restrained his joy and said: "The eunuchs in the palace must not have anything to do with the previous dynasty, not even at all. ”

The Son of Heaven nodded, as if remembering the past: "Back then...... Back then, Feng Daban was too close to the foreign dynasty. ”

After saying that, the tip of the Son of Heaven paused slightly in the inscription, and then put the pen circle between the two names.

Zhang Whale smiled wryly when he saw it.

Two days later, it snowed in the capital at night.

As soon as the snow stopped, the street stalls were already lit up, and the sound of horse-drawn carriages sounded on the streets.

For the people of Beijing, this scene has long been accustomed to it.

After midnight, the Jingguan who lived in the outer city got up early and left from his home to go to the court.

The coachmen and entourage of the Jingguan also had to follow them along the road.

Last night's snow covered the street in a thin layer, and it was still cold after the snow.

In the north wind, the porridge shops and cake shops on both sides of the street have opened.

Several carriages outside a porridge shop stopped, and the wind lights on the carriages illuminated the streets and alleys, and the entire capital outside the streets and alleys was gradually waking up, and the sky was beginning to show the white of the fish's belly.

Several officials walked into the porridge shop, and their subordinates could only stand outside the shop, although there were many vacant seats in the shop, but they did not dare to enter in terms of identity, so they could only bend their necks and drink a bowl of hot bean porridge outside the door.

In the shop, the boss served several bowls of hot bean porridge, and several officials said yes in unison despite being sweaty.

Several officials called the boss out and asked, "Why is this bean porridge so delicious?" Do you have any tips? ”

The shopkeeper smiled and said: "A few old men asked, the little old man has no ability, he can cook bean porridge, and it is nothing." This bean is extremely difficult to cook, so the villain has already cooked it well, and then put it in the pot, take white rice and cook a pot of white porridge in the middle of the night every day, and pour this bean on this white porridge when the guests want to eat. ”

All the officials laughed together; "This is not Shi Chong's way of cooking bean porridge."

The shopkeeper didn't know who Shi Chong was, so he could only laugh dryly at the moment.

One of these officials is Lu Yicheng, who has been an official in the capital for many years but still lives in the alleys of the outer city.

But he was very cautious, at least not on the outside, he still lived in the outer city, and ate a bowl of hot bean porridge with the lowly officials when he went to the government to show that he had a fresh breeze on his sleeves.

"Lord Lu, I heard that you have pushed back the opportunity to return to your hometown and province, and you are on duty in the ministry, this move is really a model for our officials."

Lu Yicheng knew that he was reluctant to return to his hometown because he was afraid of leaving this hot position in the household, and if he could not be reinstated after returning to his hometown, he would be miserable if he was sent to the local area.

Lu Yicheng smiled and said: "Where, where, it is Lu's duty to serve the court, first the country and then the family, to be loyal to the country, that is, to be filial piety at home." ”

"Well said!" Several officials applauded.

"It's no wonder that Lord Lu was an official and moved to Wupinlang after only eight years, this kind of diligence and dedication, public first and then private is really a model for us."

Lu Yicheng smiled and said modestly: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be." ”

"Deserved, deserved."

Lu Yicheng's smile is even more obvious, he has been an official for eight years, he has been a low bow in front of Shangguan, and he has never returned to his hometown to save his relatives, not for today's status.

As for Lin Yanchao's kindness when he came forward to let him stay in Beijing as an official, he didn't remember it for a long time.

The crowd pushed for a while, but saw another carriage stop, and an official walked into the porridge shop opposite.

Everyone knew him.

"Isn't that Guo Langzhong?"

"Exactly."

"Would you like to say hello?"

"Eh, a big man like Guo Langzhong, where can I look up to me."

"He is a celebrity in front of Shen Guide, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites!"

Lu Yicheng looked gloomy in his heart, he had been an official for eight years before he climbed to the position of Hubu Langzhong, which was fast in the same year.

But Guo Zhengyu is a jinshi in the eleventh year of Wanli, and he has been on an equal footing with him after only five years as an official, which makes Lu Yicheng how to balance his heart.

Lu Yicheng listened to the officials talk about how Guo Zhengyu was, and he was lame when he spoke out for the sake of the world's public affairs.

And then the Tianli newspaper is impressive.

Listening to all kinds of things, his heart is strange, Lu Yicheng couldn't help but complain in his heart, Guo Zhengyu can not have Lin Yanchao's support today, if Lin Yanchao can support himself like Guo Zhengyu, how can his future today be more than a household Langzhong?

Thinking of this, Lu Yicheng was not a good taste, and put down the bean porridge that he had drunk half of at the moment.

After counting the money, all the officials walked out of the porridge shop, and at this time, on the side of the street, someone had already come out of the Huangming Daily newspaper office, and several messengers were loading bundles of Huangming newspapers on horse-drawn carriages, ready to transport them to newsstands all over the capital.

An official on Lu Yicheng's side walked to the carriage with his hands behind his back, and the little official who was guarding the newspaper immediately said earnestly when he saw the official: "This is not Lord Li, what wind blew you here?" ”

"What's new in today's newspaper?"

"Yes, this is something that Lord Li wants to hear, and the meeting of this Ministry of Rites has already been decided."

"Oh, who pushed it up?"

"Let's see for yourself, Lord Li!"

The little official presented the newspaper, the Huangming Times of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, a copy was sold for five dollars of silver, even the officials didn't want to buy it, so they started the idea of rubbing the newspaper.

The official picked up the Times and gasped on the spot.

The rest of the officials also rushed to read the newspaper, but when it came to Lu Yicheng's hands, after reading it, his face twitched.

The wind was blowing all the time, and it looked like it was going to snow.

At this moment, Lu Yicheng and Lord Lu looked at the newspaper, and gave birth to the feeling of 'living on a dog at a young age'.