At night, the dark clouds in the sky were low and thick, blocking the moon very tightly, and not revealing a single light.

However, there was no light in the study of the Yang Mansion.

Yang Yifu sat at the table, hearing the cries of children outside the window, and only felt upset.

Every inch of land in the inner city of Beijing is expensive, and the Yang family, regardless of family background or wealth, can be regarded as the top in the local area, but if it is placed in the capital, it can only be praised as passable.

Although he has been in the government for several years, and Fan Yaochen, the governor of the political affairs, is supported behind, and the Yang family is the foundation, but because of the mediocre examination, he almost made trouble in Gucheng County, Xiangzhou, because the official character of Yang Yifu has not risen much.

According to the old practice, the imperial court would allocate a residence for officials in Beijing, as long as a symbolic rent was given, but this residence would be allocated according to official positions, assignments, etc., after consideration.

Yang Yifu is not a court official, although for various reasons, the building store also allocated him a house, but Fan Yaochen did not want to be used as a handle, and specially told him that he did not live in it in the end. Fortunately, the Yang family still has some accumulation, thinking that Yang Yifu was going to marry Fan Dashen's daughter, in order to save face, although in a hurry, he still placed a small courtyard with two entrances in the inner city.

There are few houses in the inner city, and this place is a bustling market, only people wait for houses, and there are no houses waiting for people, so naturally you can no longer pick and choose the layout of the houses, and you can only buy what you have.

I didn't think it before, but after living for a long time and having a daughter at this time, Yang Yifu only felt more and more cramped.

The husband and wife's bedroom, their daughter's bedroom, and their own study are all in the inner courtyard, and when they do something every day, they all look down and don't look up, as long as they go home, they are under Fan Zhenniang's nose. In the past, I could still go to Jinliangqiao Street to mingle and relax, but Hu Yueniang had an accident later, and Li Chengwei had an incident, and the steward of the Li family came to the door, and Yang Yifu was too frightened to move.

It was easy to enter the capital water prison, but he encountered the incident of Junchuan Kui, as Fan Yaochen's son-in-law, he was stared at by the imperial historians, and he was even terrified when he went out, so he had to survive at home.

Within a few days, Yang Yifu couldn't sit still.

He is no longer the one when he was studying in Qingming in the past, and now he has already obtained an official position, and he does not need to study and learn calligraphy, and the official position has changed several times in the past few years, first, he has not stayed in every yamen for a long time, and secondly, there are still many capable staff members to support him, but there are no requirements for him.

There is only one thing he has to do, which is to connect the upper and lower levels, pass in the middle, and handle personnel.

It's what he does best.

Especially after entering the academy to repair the rhyme book, he left all the things to his colleagues and subordinates to do it, he only needed to review it, and sometimes he could even explain the audit to others, so he naturally freed up a lot of effort to communicate with others.

In less than a year, Fan Dashen's son-in-law's reputation for being long-sleeved and good at dancing and being sociable spread all over the capital.

As for entering the capital water supervisor later, he has his own master book and water workers to do, and he only uses Zhongtong Zhang Hu and others to do an upload and release, and he is not interested in the water conservancy affairs of the capital water supervisor.

Yang Yifu has lived for many years, and when it comes to it, he has no interest in everything.

He used to study seriously, just to study for the imperial examination, and after the success of the imperial examination, no matter the subset of classics and history, he wanted to pay attention to it at all, and he couldn't wait to throw all the books away.

When he was a pro-people official, he never studied the local file cases, whether it was population, criminal name, education, taxes, etc., he never bothered to pay attention to it, let alone how to do it well, and only handed over the matter to the staff arranged by Fan Yaochen, thinking that the year-end examination function would be superior.

After careful inventory, Yang Yifu's only hobby is social drilling.

Not being able to go out and socialize at the moment is equivalent to breaking the wings of a bird and pulling out the gills of a fish, how can it not make him miserable?

I could have covered the door in the study and hid quietly, but now I have a daughter, maybe she is not well raised in the womb, she often gets sick, she cries and cries at every turn, and she cries at every turn, and she cries sharply, even if the doors and windows are closed tightly, it is still like a magic sound piercing her ears, poking Yang Yifu's head vigorously.

It made him want to stuff that little boy back into Fan Zhenniang's belly.

Seeing that he had been crying outside for a long time, but still didn't stop, Yang Yifu couldn't help but stand up and pushed the door out.

Seeing that Fan Zhenniang was coaxing the child with the nurse, Yang Yifu endured and endured it in his heart, and still said: "Why have you been crying for so long, what is the matter, why don't you call the doctor to come and see?" ”

Fan Zhenniang raised her head and said: "I invited a doctor in the morning, saying that it is a common perforatizing cough in spring, and medicine has been prescribed, but Bao'er is still young, and some of the medicine is unbearable, so she has to wait for two more days." ”

Yang Yifu frowned and said, "Is this medicine effective?" What should I do if I cry so hard that my throat is torn? It's better to call the doctor to prescribe a calm prescription, tell her to sleep well, and just don't get up. ”

"In the end, the medicine is three points poisonous, the child is still young, so it is better not to eat the pills that calm and help sleep." Fan Zhenniang was so angry and authentic.

She knew that her husband was in a bad mood recently, and she was afraid that her daughter would be loud and noisy, so she thought that there would be a court meeting the next day, so she said: "I'll let them clean up, you go to sleep in front, don't make a headache." ”

Yang Yifu didn't speak, only nodded.

When Fan Zhenniang saw her husband's appearance, she knew that she was really noisy with him, and hurriedly ordered the personal girl to clean up the guest room in front of her.

Yang Yifu was idle, although his ears were no longer noisy, but the boredom in his heart had not been relieved, and when he got to the front, he lay on the bed, and saw Qiongzhu, the dowry girl brought by Fan Zhenniang, holding a candlestick to pack up her clothes back and forth, dangling around, it made him dizzy.

In the end, thinking that it was his wife's dowry, he couldn't reprimand, and endured it for a while, so he had to shout: "Qiongzhu! ”

Qiongzhu heard him scream, and hurriedly approached with the candlestick.

Yang Yifu frowned and said, "You don't have to walk around with the lamp on." Then he pointed to the curtain beside him, "And put the tent down, and the light dazzles me." ”

Qiongzhu hurriedly responded, first put the candlestick in her hand on the table beside her, and then stepped on her feet to take the copper hook on which the curtain was hung on her head.

At this time, it was the middle of the night, although it was not summer, but it was no longer as cold as early spring, Qiongzhu had been in the house for a long time, and had just cleaned it up, because of Fan Zhenniang's instructions, knowing that Yang Yifu was going to go to the court early in the morning, so he sent the little girl who followed him back to take court clothes, boots and other things.