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In a mansion in the west city of Jingshi, a middle-aged Confucian man was clasping his hands behind his back, pacing, as if sighing.

This person is the right Yushi, Yang Sichang.

Since returning to Beijing from the Shanhaiguan Patrol, Yang Sichang has been idle at home, if it is a mediocre official, but for a virtuous person with ideological ambitions and a Confucian way of governing the country and leveling the world, it is undoubtedly a kind of torture, not to mention that the Ming Dynasty has now reached the situation of beacon fire!

"Master, it's not early, rest early, and tomorrow will be early!"

The shout came from a middle-aged woman, it was Yang Sichang's main room Liu, although this Liu had not been to the Imperial School, he was born in a big family, he had studied in a private school, and he was also a good person, and he had been with Yang Sichang all these years, but she saw Yang Sichang's boredom these days and was anxious in her heart.

But for a woman's family, what can she do, in addition to managing the family's affairs well, not letting her master worry about some trivial matters, the only thing left is to pray every night.

Hearing his wife's words, Yang Sichang also sighed heavily and couldn't help but groan.

"There is something in the chest as deep as the sea, and I am willing to make Shenzhou sink by land, but what! How! ”

Then accompanied by a burst of heavy footsteps, under the moonlight, the back is the old man, the old man......

"Master, the concubine has turned off the lights."

returned to the room, took off his robe, and after Yang Sichang lay down, Mrs. Liu said softly.

"Hmm."

After answering, the whole room was dark, and the only ones left were the two who couldn't sleep. One person is worried about the country and the people, and he is thoughtful, and the other person is also worried, but the people who are worried are worried.

"Master, master!"

However, not long after the two of them fell asleep, there was a sharp knock on the door.

"Who! I've already slept! ”

Hearing a knock on the door, Mrs. Liu was a little annoyed, because Liu knew that since the news of the invasion of Jiannu came to Beijing these days, his master just didn't sleep a good night's sleep, and now as soon as he lay down, there were servants knocking on the door in the house, how could he not be annoyed.

"Sir! Madam! There are distinguished guests at home, but the old slave has no choice but to bother the lord and wife! ”

The one who knocked on the door was the old steward of the Yang family, Yang Fu.

As an old steward who has been in the Yang family for nearly 30 years, how can he not know that his master has been lacking sleep recently, but there are distinguished guests visiting at night, and he has no choice but to do it, although he does not know what the specific identity of the person is, but he still knows the token from the East Factory in the other party's hand.

In the previous dynasties, his old lady Yang He, Yang Xiuling, because of the defeat of Salhu, Wei Zhongxian took Yang He's conviction in order to replace his cronies, and the arrest was the person from Dongchang, so Yang Funa was familiar with this Dongchang token.

It's just that today's incident, he is a little confused, if it is still the previous apocalypse, when Wei Zhongxian covered the sky with one hand, this Dongchang came, he must have told the master to leave first, but at the beginning of the current saint's accession, in addition to Wei Gelding**, so that the people of the world do not raise their hands to say that today's saint is shengming, this Yang Funa knows, and it is precisely because of today's saint's enthronement that his old lady can once again be entrusted with the important task and become the governor of the three sides.

In addition, the most important thing is that the Dongchang Tartars from today do not seem to be as flying and domineering as in the past, although one of the old men is white-faced and beardless, but he is also kind-faced, and the other brightly dressed young man has a kind of utensils in it, which makes Yang Fu even more uncertain about the origin of these people, so he came to knock on the door of his master's room.

Hearing Yang Fu's voice, Yang Sichang got up and said.

"Uncle Fu, do you know who is coming from outside?"

"Master, the old slave can't be sure, what they stuffed to the porter is the brand of the East Factory."

"East Factory?!"

Hearing the word Dongchang, Yang Sichang unconsciously squeaked in his heart.

The East Factory is notorious, it is not a day or two days of effort, the so-called frozen three feet, not a day of cold, now although the former Wei Gelding ** was cleaned up, but this does not mean that the name of the East Factory is also bleached, not to mention the night visit, but how not to make people frightened!

However, just when Yang Sichang was thinking about it in his heart, Yang Fu continued.

"But master, these Dongchang people seem to be different from the past, and the old slave is not sure where they are different, so he came to tell the master."

"Oh."

Hearing this, Yang Sichang was a little puzzled, and it was not a day or two days to deal with the people of Dongchang. At the beginning, the governor of Sanguan, and the accompanying supervisor were the people of the East Factory, if you want to say that the people of the East Factory are different from usual, Yang Sichang is really a little curious.

Isn't this Dongchang Tartar just a good thing?

Thinking about it, Yang Sichang wanted to get up and get dressed, after all, it was not a way to be hospitable to make people wait for a long time, not to mention that he was really a little curious about the Dongchang people who visited at night.

"Sir."

Seeing that Yang Sichang wanted to get up, Liu couldn't help but say, after all, he heard the people from Dongchang well.

"Madame, don't worry, if you are a saint today, you will be deposed, and it will not be a big deal if you want to come!"

Although the words were light, Yang Sichang understood the weight of this sentence in his heart, and only this words could calm his wife's heart.

"Uncle Fu, where are the people?"

Dressed again, Yang Sichang asked Yang Fu, who was waiting on the side.

"Master, the old slave has arranged for the guests to be in the front hall."

"Oh, you and I should go quickly, so as not to slander others."

......

However, it was said that in the front hall of the Yang family at this time, it had already passed a pillar of incense before Yang Fu went to pay his respects.

"Your Majesty, if the old slave goes to urge, I've been waiting for a pillar of incense, and this Lord Yang's shelf seems to be a little bigger."

Although the emperor in front of him did not say a word, Cao Huachun could see that the emperor was a little anxious.

Hearing this, Zhu Jian smiled and waved his hand to signal Cao Huachun to sit down.

In fact, in the final analysis, after waiting like this, Zhu Jian's heart was also a little strange, but as a king, he understood that a king should have the bearing that a king should have.

At this time, the three Zhu Biao who came with Zhu Jian also looked a little embarrassed, after all, Yang Sichang was recommended by the three of them, and at this moment, let the saint wait, but naturally his face was a little unbearable.

"Your Majesty, do you want to go in person?"

Among the three, Qian Longxi was younger after all, but he couldn't help but get up and say.

"Zhiwen, don't be anxious, I'll wait for the night to visit, it's already abrupt, if you are a little boring, I found an interesting thing, I don't know if you have a mind?"

After saying that, Zhu Jian got up with a smile.

"Your Majesty, please!"

"What do you think of this couplet?"

Turning around, Zhu Jian pointed to a couplet in this hall.

Yang Yi didn't meet, and he felt sorry for Lingyun; When the bell is met, why is the flow of water gradually?

"This is Wang Bo, Wang Zi'an passed by Teng Wang Pavilion and wrote the preface to Teng Wang Pavilion, which is exactly what Wang Zi'an said in order to express his ......heart."

It was Liu Hongxun, the deputy assistant of the cabinet, who spoke, but just as he was about to continue, he seemed to think of something, and half of the words that he dared to say for a while were hung in the air.

Seeing Liu Hongxun like this, Zhu Jian smiled and said.

"Since Lord Liu doesn't want to say it, then I will say it for Lord Liu, this Yang Sichang compares himself to a prince, I'm afraid it's strange that I don't need him as a powerful person!"

Although the emperor has changed his temperament, it does not mean that the emperor has no reverse scales, the dragon has reverse scales, and if you touch it, you will die!

Who knows if Yang Sichang's couplet in the lobby shouting Huai Cai will touch the emperor's scales, who knows? The will of God is unpredictable, let alone such a young king with extraordinary means and decisive actions!

Even if Zhu Jian has relieved himself with everyone countless times, the gap between the monarch and the ministers is not something that can be crossed overnight.

"Your Majesty, it's the fault of the ministers!"

The three members of the cabinet did apologize one after another, after all, Yang Sichang was strongly recommended by the three of them.

Hearing what the three of them said, Zhu Jian really didn't feel a little funny, but the three of them underestimated him Zhu Jian's strength, how could a slightly complaining couplet make him so easily angry, not to mention that Yang Sichang was already famous in history, and he was a talent of warp and weft, but now he was abandoned.

Thinking of this, Zhu Jian laughed heartily.

"Everyone, the Qing family laughed, this country is also my fault, since Yang Aiqing dares to say that he is subordinate, he must have extraordinary talents, but I am looking forward to it!"

However, as soon as Zhu Jian's words fell, a hearty voice sounded outside the court.

"Who am I? It turned out that Brother Zhiwen was here! ”

Everyone looked at the past, not who Yang Sichang was.