Yan Hong is also speculating, Hu Wanniang was so unhappy when she heard Jinyiwei, didn't she have a deep hatred with Jinyiwei? He didn't expect that he had explained to his late mother a few days ago that he had been ordered by Lu Bing to go to the Teaching Workshop Division. After this explanation, although Wan Niang no longer mentioned his behavior that night, she did not express any understanding, but for Jinyiwei, it was regarded as a place to hide dirt and dirt like the teaching department.

So it's better for Yan Hong not to mention it, as soon as he put on the official uniform of Jinyiwei to show off here, the late mother suddenly remembered that unbearable night, and knew that this official uniform must have been exchanged for the absurdity of that night, and it was really angry to think about it.

Seeing that his wife was cold and ruthless, Yan Hong had no choice but to take off his official uniform and tell Shen'er to wake him up early tomorrow, and not to miss Ying Mao on the first day of office.

It's just that this night, Yan Hong tossed and turned, but he couldn't sleep at all. When I think of becoming a thousand households in brocade, compared with the CIA and the Homeland Security Agency in later generations, I am afraid that I am still better. The more I think about it, the more excited I feel, and the countless YY scenes in my mind are turned over and over, how can I still be a little tired?

Thinking wildly, but he became more and more energetic, and even thought that when he married Sun Yuerong in the future, he would simply wear this outfit, which would be more majestic than the groom's clothes.

In the second half of the night, Yan Hong couldn't sleep, so he simply sat up and put on his clothes by touching the black. I thought to myself, when I arrived at the yamen, would I have to be ordered to patrol the streets and investigate the lawless? Or do you want to let yourself out of the city and go to the local council?

It's best to send yourself to Shandong, then you can take the opportunity to get together with Sun Yuerong in advance. Perhaps, if there is any case in Shandong, he can also take the opportunity to arrange credit for Feihuzhai to atone for his crimes. Didn't the Lu agent promise to help?

However, don't send yourself to sort out the copywriting, it will be fatal. With Yan Hong, the life memories of the two brothers for more than 40 years are superimposed, and the traditional Chinese characters are still incomplete.

Yan Hong sat there thinking wildly, and before he knew it, the sky had turned white. Now it is not the Hongwu Dynasty, the ministers no longer have to start work in the early morning, and the time of Jinyiwei's response has also been postponed from the main hour to the end of the hour.

So Yan Hong called Shen'er and the scholar Yan Xing, and brought a basin towel to wash his face. It is customary for the old mansion to get up early to go to the court to do errands, and the kitchen has always prepared dim sum, and the steamer is warm. Seeing that Young Master Sun got up, the kitchen brought hot fresh meat buns, baked cakes with jujube paste, and thin noodles in chicken soup. Yan Hongren was in good spirits on happy occasions, and he ate like a whirlwind, took the towel sent by Shen'er to wipe his face, and pinched it in the little girl's hand by the way, and walked out of the courtyard door with a smile. But seeing that the second chief manager, Yan Xia, was already dressed neatly, greeted with a smile on his face, and accompanied the eldest young master and the adults of a thousand households out of the mansion together.

Outside the gate of the mansion, Yan Luo, the little confidant manager, had already prepared the horses. Yan Hong turned over and got on the horse, and the family members behind him, Yan Feng and Yan Fu, had been ordered to follow the guards yesterday and also got on the horse to carry the reins. With a shout, the three horses spread their twelve hooves, and the tuk-tuk ran straight down the road.

Yan Hong and his entourage of three people rode straight to the west side of Daming Gate Jiangmi Lane, and the Jinyi pro-army commanded the envoy Yamen. It is the spring breeze that is proud, and the scenery beside the road is particularly cordial. When I arrived at the entrance of the yamen, I saw that on the black lacquer gate more than one person high, the copper nails of the size of the wine cup were shiny and shiny, and there was a vermilion lacquer plaque hanging on the head, "The brocade clothes and the pro-army are all commanding the envoys". On both sides of the door are not the stone lions of ordinary mansions, but the sacred beasts that symbolize majesty and justice.

Yan Hong arrived at the door, turned over and dismounted, and said to Yan Feng and Yan Fu: "It's here, you two go back to the house." This brocade yamen, nothing can happen. ”

Yan Feng said: "Son, the old lady has orders, we must protect you thoroughly." You go to the yamen, and my brothers and I are waiting outside the yamen, and you can call us when you have something to do. ”

Yan Hong nodded: "Then it's more work." He took out a piece of broken silver in his pocket and handed it to Yan Feng: "Find a teahouse and a wine shop nearby to sit down, don't get drunk, but don't be too bitter." With that, he turned around and walked towards the gate of the yamen.

A group of red-robed wrestlers and bright yellow flying fish suits were guarding the steps. Seeing that Yan Hong was dressed in a guard costume, he came with high spirits and did not dare to slack off. One of them came over and said, "Who is the honorable driver?" Please register. ”

Yan Hong smiled slightly, and handed over the name sticker that had been prepared. The man took it with both hands, didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly knelt down to see the chief of the thousand households of Benwei. He ordered someone to come over and take the horse away for Yan Hong, and then led Yan Hong into the gatehouse, served refreshments, and entertained him very attentively.

Speaking of Jinyiwei, there are many people with thousands of household titles. Especially in the capital, the so-called thousands of households walk all over the streets, and hundreds of households are not as good as dogs, and they are not even qualified to go to the court, nor do they have their own official offices. I don't know how many people there are in the yamen, who has the leisure to give hospitality to thousands of households?

But Yan Hong, a thousand households, is not simple, and what can stand behind him is the head of the court, Yan Song and Yan Ge. Another well-informed person heard that the Governor of Benwei Lu Dadu is very blue-eyed about this Yan Hongyan Qianhu, if it weren't for the fact that this master had already married a wife, he really wondered if the Governor Lu Dadu was going to recruit him as a son-in-law. Therefore, it is not surprising that the brocade guards serve him more wholeheartedly than they serve the general calming and acquaintances.

Yan Hong came for the first time, he didn't understand the rules at all, and he didn't dare to take it. In addition, he did a lot of sales in later life, and he smiled when he saw people, and he didn't put on that bluff. Therefore, he took a sip of tea and asked politely: "This brother, the younger brother is on his first day in office, and he really doesn't know the rules very well. May I ask the big name, can you tell the younger brother, where will it be? ”

The brocade-clothed official hurriedly arched and said, "Commander of a thousand households, don't shout like that. The little Gui Heling is the general banner of Jiajing's twenty-seven years of shadow, and he doesn't dare to talk to your brother in front of your old age. If you have anything to do, just ask me. Speaking of this little practice, it is the business of the guards in various places. We didn't say that. ”

Yan Hong said: "Hey, don't the brocade guards of the Jingshi need to practice?" ”

Gui Heling said: "Sir, what do you think, just take our yamen as an example, there are nearly 10,000 brothers under the jurisdiction of the Jingshi, if you gather to perform a drill, you have to have such a big place." Therefore, it has always been a common practice, but the hundreds of households in each workshop are respectively practiced. Sometimes everyone gathers together and exercises in the suburbs of Beijing, and the meaning is over. This guard yamen is not ordinary, and there is nothing to do. If you have something to do, just go and get busy. Even if the chief has a temporary point, it doesn't matter. When the time comes, the small one will take care of it for you. ”

Only then did Yan Hong understand that this kind of thing was not unique to later generations, it was in the Ming Dynasty, and it was in the central secret service. NO WONDER SOME PEOPLE SAY THAT THE MING DYNASTY OFFICIALS WERE SLOPPY, FUBAI. But he's going to mix the rice worm road anyway, it's a little looser, it's better to mix, which is not bad.

So Yan Hong thanked Gui Crane Year, drank half a cup of tea, got up and went out of the gatehouse. Who knew that he found out when he got out of the porter, but he didn't know where he should go. On the first day of taking office, I didn't issue an employee handbook, and there was no HR to explain the position.

Yan Honggang wanted to find someone on the side of the road, or go back to the concierge to find Gui Heling and ask where he should go to go through the formalities. But seeing the brocade clothes flickering in the portals in front of him, many brocade officials came out of their official offices and came forward to see Yan Hong. These people look at their age, basically they are outside their forties, and many of them have gray hair and beards, and they are all sixty years old. In terms of official rank, the youngest is also a calmer, and they are all officials of Jinyitang. They were like hungry wolves that saw lambs, and they surrounded them together, and in a moment, they surrounded Yan Hong like a king in ambush on all sides.

In terms of rules, when the subordinates of the guard see their superiors, they need to kneel down and report their resumes. Although Yan Hong didn't understand these details and rules, he also knew that those who came from the Tao were older than his own officials, and as soon as he mentioned his clothes, he had to prepare to salute. But those officials, who dares to really act as a boss in front of Yan Hong? didn't wait for Yan Hong to salute, but scrambled up one by one, approaching Yan Hongtao, and smiling. If outsiders come, I really don't know who is the chief and who is the subordinate in this gang.

Yan Hong saw that they were so enthusiastic, and they swarmed up in an instant, and he had completely sealed his own space to move. Naturally, he couldn't push these people to kneel, so he had to sing half-push and half-on-the-spot, shouting: "Yan Hong, a thousand households, has seen all the chiefs!" ”

The officials responded: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say!" "Master Yan is hard!" "How dare you, how dare you!" "The eldest prince is neglected here, please don't be surprised." It was the enthusiasm, coupled with more than a dozen bright smiling faces close at hand, that made Yan Hong a little dizzy.

Among them, there is an older four-grade servant, tall and strong, about the same height as Yan Hong, and his body frame is half a size thicker. Although his hair was gray, his strength was not small, he shook his shoulders and shrugged his hips, squeezed a bunch of colleagues left and right, and grabbed Yan Hong's hand first: "Eldest prince, please here." ”

A thin official next to him had already pulled Yan Hong's sleeve, but he was squeezed away by this big man, and said unhappily: "I said Lao Mu, we were about to invite Yan Dagongzi to sit in my office, but what are you fighting for?" ”

The old man looked back and said: "Generally, they are colleagues in brocade, what do they share with each other?" Prince, please, please. ”

Yan Hong saw that these chiefs were a little out of words, and since they were newcomers, they didn't care about one or the other. So he stopped and saluted the brocade officials again: "The commanders are grateful for the intention of bringing the backwards. The lower official has newly entered the guard, and there are many unknowns, so today I will first seek advice from the chief. In the follow-up, I will inevitably come to the governors one by one to seek advice, and I hope that the commanders will not be reckless. ”

These words not only praised everyone, but also gave this "old Mu" face. The officials in brocade clothes couldn't help but be quite relieved to see that although this Yan eldest son was the eldest grandson of the Prime Minister's Mansion, he had no domineering posture, but could speak like this. Since he has spoken, of course it is not good to compete with Lao Mu again. The thin man said on behalf of everyone: "Master Yan has a lot of use, just speak." Everyone is an official of the yamen, what do you say to carry or not! ”