Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Gathering of Six (I)
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Wang Hua, who was just about to go out, looked at his son who had just rushed back from outside, and said in a deep voice, "If Yun'er is fine, I will go with my father to visit your Uncle Xie." ”
"Uncle Xie?" Wang Shouren was stunned, although he knew that his father was a close friend of the old Xie Ge of the current dynasty, but he had never visited with his father since he entered the department.
Of course, Wang Shouren can also understand his father's thoughts, and he is afraid that others will slander him for clinging to the powerful, so even if he himself has nothing to do, he rarely visits.
"I wonder why my father suddenly made such a decision in the future?" Wang Ting was a little puzzled, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Father, is there something going on?" ”
Wang Hua was stunned when he heard this, but then nodded, "I know from your Uncle Xie's mouth that the imperial court is indeed preparing to force officials who have reached a certain age to give office. If there is no accident, the father should also be in the list of orders. ”
He wasn't prepared to hide anything, after all, his sons were so old. Father and son are officials in the same dynasty, and there are some things that should be known to him.
"I didn't expect the rumors to be true, Your Majesty is really ready to purge the old ministers of the court." Wang Shouren said with some worry when he heard this, "I'm afraid this matter is not a good thing for either the Ming Dynasty or the imperial court!" ”
Wang Hua shook his head, "According to your Uncle Xie's words, this matter is caused by the successive deaths of the left and right imperial historians. His Majesty thinks that there are too many old ministers in the court, and wants to let them enjoy their old age in peace, and also to make some vacancies for some younger officials. ”
Wang Shouren frowned when he heard this, "Compared to those ministers in the imperial court who are already over seventy years old, my father should also belong to a younger official." And with his father's talent, he shouldn't be on the list. ”
This is not what he said deliberately in order to comfort his father, although compared to his father's friend Xie Qian, although Wang Hua was two years late, he was also the champion of the imperial examination in Chenghua in the seventeenth year, which is enough to prove Wang Hua's talent.
Of course, talent is one thing, but ability is another. A talented person may not be capable, but a capable person must be talented. Although this is a bit awkward, it is also an indisputable fact.
"Although this matter has not yet been decided, no one can say what will happen in the end, so it is better to make plans early." Wang Hua glanced at his son, "This is also the reason why my father asked you to go with me to meet Elder Xie Ge." ”
Listening to his father's words, Wang Shouren was slightly moved.
As the saying goes, "father's love is like a mountain", if it weren't for his own future, he would not and disdainfully do such a thing if he hated human relations the most.
Thinking of this, Wang Shouren couldn't help but blurt out, "Father, the children are so old, and they can handle their own affairs." And I believe that with my talent, I will be able to show my ambitions in a high position, and I don't need you to worry about me. ”
Wang Hua couldn't help but sigh secretly when he heard this, "Yes, Yun'er, you have indeed grown up, and many things can be solved by yourself." But after all, the imperial court is a place of right and wrong, and it is also the place where interpersonal relationships are most tested, and some things cannot be solved by one person. And as a father, you don't need to be a great minister, as long as you are safe and sound. ”
However, he didn't say what he said directly, he just patted his son on the shoulder and said lightly, "I believe it for my father, but this is just a normal visit." You don't need to think about it, after all, you haven't seen your Uncle Xie for many years. ”
Wang Shouren didn't think about it so much, and when he heard his father say this, his heart suddenly relaxed, and he followed his father to Xie Qian's mansion to visit him.
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In another mansion, Yang Tinghe looked at Yan Song, who was standing respectfully in front of him, and asked, "You said that the emperor appointed you to take charge of the East Factory, and then renamed it the Daming Military Intelligence Bureau?" ”
"Yes."
Hearing Yan Song's affirmative answer, Yang Tinghe did not show pity for his protégé like Wang Tingxiang and others, but had a slight doubt.
The East Factory was changed to the Daming National Security Bureau, and civilian officials were appointed......
He really didn't understand the intention of the emperor's move, and how did he know Yan Song?
"What do you think about that?"
Yan Song was stunned, he really hadn't thought about this question, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.
Yang Tinghe looked at him with a blank expression on his face and sighed lightly, "Do you think Your Majesty's move is to take a fancy to your talent and take the opportunity to promote you?" ”
The emperor has taken a fancy to his talent?
Is it possible?
If you really like yourself, how can you let yourself go to the East Factory...... Oh no, it's the Ming State Security Agency?
Is that a place where you can show your ambitions?
Don't say that he doesn't believe in it, even if he changes others, he doesn't believe that a place like Dongchang, where people from three religions and nine streams are gathered, can let people show what they have learned in their lives?
That's a big joke, okay?
No matter how stupid Yan Song was, he didn't believe that the emperor had taken a fancy to his talent, and directly denied it, "The master said that he was laughing, how could Your Majesty look down on me, a new science and technology scholar?" ”
Yang Tinghe shook his head, "You are a fan of the authorities!" Your Majesty's ability to put such an important government office in your hands is enough to show that he has placed his trust in you. If you didn't really like you, how could you put such an important government office in your hands? ”
Yan Song was stunned when he heard this, and felt that what his teacher said seemed to be an exaggeration.
The Ming State Security Bureau, in addition to monitoring the civil and military officials of the imperial court and rumors in the world, is it not like the Metropolitan Procuratorate to fight small reports and the like?
Does it matter?
However, the Ming National Security Bureau monitors some heinous people who plot rebellion and rebellion, have no king and no father, which seems to be very important.
But it's just surveillance, and it doesn't seem to be as important as you think.
Yan Song seemed a little entangled for a while, he really couldn't weigh the weight of this National Security Bureau in the emperor's heart.
"Think about why Emperor Taizong set up the East Factory, and what is the image of the East Factory in the hearts of civil and military officials and the people of the world, you will know how heavy the weight of this Ming National Security Bureau is in the emperor." Yang Tinghe nodded.
Yan Song also realized instantly when he heard this, he was a fan of the authorities! Since Dongchang is the eyes and ears of the emperor, how can there be any reason not to value it?
If this is the case, the emperor still really likes himself, but what does the emperor like about himself?
He was puzzled, and this was also what Yang Tinghe also couldn't understand. Although he admired the talent of his protégé, he only got to know him well enough. However, if it is placed in the Hanlin Academy, there are more talented people, why does the emperor take a fancy to him?
Yang Tinghe stroked his beard lightly, and couldn't figure out the connection for a long time, so he had to give up.
He looked at Yan Song on the side, but suddenly said with a smile, "It seems that in the future in the imperial court, you will need to take care of the teacher." ”
"The teacher is serious, how can the student be able to take care of the teacher!" Yan Song was taken aback when he heard this, and quickly defended.
"I'm not joking." Yang Tinghe waved his hand, "Not to mention the weight of the Ming National Security Bureau in the emperor's heart, even with the power of its position, the important ministers of the court will need to respect you for three points in the future!" ”
"The teacher knows everything?"
Yan Song was taken aback, after all, with the emperor's entrustment, even if it was his own teacher, he didn't dare to tell him more about the Ming State Security Bureau, how did he know?
Yang Tinghe said lightly, "Think about Dongchang and then think about the current Daming National Security Bureau, they are all in the same vein." Not to mention being a teacher, most people in the court should have guessed what it does. ”
Yan Song suddenly realized, but Yang Tinghe did not intend to continue to dwell on this topic. If you continue to inquire yourself, it will reach the ears of the emperor, but it is also a taboo thing.
Although this protégé of his own has become the eyes and ears of the emperor, it seems that as long as he does not say that the emperor will not know. However, Yang Tinghe did not forget that some time ago, the emperor threw 300,000 taels of silver to change Jinyiwei to the "Ming Military Intelligence Bureau", which is also one of the emperor's eyes and ears. And the current Daming National Security Bureau is not like the previous Dongchang, which can hold Jinyiwei hostage, so naturally we must be careful.
Seeing that his protégé, who was quite optimistic, became the director of the Daming National Security Bureau in a blink of an eye, Yang Tinghe suddenly felt a little headache. I thought that in the future, I would be able to train him well in the court and become a big helper to myself. Unexpectedly, in the end, they were taken in by the emperor, which made the relationship between the two a little embarrassing.
"The imperial court has recently prepared to promote ministers to the cabinet and auxiliary ministers."
Hearing his master say a sentence without beginning or end, and talking about the important affairs of the court, he really didn't understand the meaning of his words.
"Tingtui This kind of thing seems to be too far away from himself, and it has nothing to do with himself at all, what does the master mean by this?" Yan Song really couldn't figure it out, but he suddenly thought of a possibility, and looked at his teacher excitedly, "Is the imperial court ready to push the emperor to join the cabinet to assist the government?" ”
Yang Tinghe shook his head, "How can I have this qualification, the candidate for this court push is Lord Wang Shouxi." ”
Yan Song instantly understood his teacher's plan.
Sure enough, I only listened to Yang Tinghe continue to say, "Last time, the old man recommended your poems to Lord Wang Shouxi, and he also admired you, shouldn't you go to visit?" ”
Yan Song was stunned for a moment, and felt that it was too snobbish to visit at this moment, but the teacher's order was difficult to disobey, so he had to agree in the end.
Seeing his somewhat reluctant look, Yang Tinghe also guessed what he was thinking at the moment, and said, "Do you think it's too snobbish to be a teacher?" “
"Students don't dare." He didn't dare, but the look on his face at the moment obviously betrayed his true thoughts.
Yang Tinghe didn't say much, glanced back at him, and said meaningfully, "The affairs of the imperial court are not as simple as imagined, and it is always good to know more people." ”
Yan Song was stunned, only to hear Yang Tinghe continue, "Also, if you have nothing to do in the future, don't run away from being a teacher." ”
Yan Song said, "Is the seat master here to avoid suspicion?" ”
Yang Tinghe said noncommittally, "Let's go, don't miss the hour." ”
Looking at the back of his departing teacher, Yan Song's heart at the moment seemed more and more mysterious and tall, and he also admired his own teacher.
However, if Zheng De knew that Yan Song, who was leaning on his arm, was his teacher's protégé, he didn't know what he was thinking at the moment?