Among the six departments, the military department, the household department, the official department, and the criminal department are very important, and they must not be easily touched by the speech officials, and only the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Industry can be moved.

The Ministry of Industry is in charge of the old Shangshu Wei Siqi, and there has been no mistake for so many years, and there is absolutely no reason to be transferred for no reason.

Then there is only the Ministry of Rites...... If you think about it, the Ministry of Rites is just right.

Xue Ji pondered for a moment and said, "Not long ago, Zhang Fu resigned, and Lord Jiang succeeded him as prime minister, Lord Rong is still the Shangshu Ling, and the original Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites is transferred to the Zhongshu Ling, that is to say, the position of the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites is currently vacant."

At this point, there is no follow-up, there is no need to find out, Qin Xu can understand what he means.

"You mean, let Cheng Bu be appointed as the secretary of the Ministry of Rites?"

"Exactly."

There was nothing wrong with this idea, Qin Xu's frowning brows stretched slightly, hesitated for a while, and muttered in a low voice: "You can talk about it carefully, what are the pros and cons."

Xue Ji brushed his thoughts, quickly typed the draft, raised his head slightly, and took a half step forward: "Back to Your Majesty, Yanguan has always been known for being strict and cautious, and what the Ministry of Rites needs is such talents, and Lord Cheng is very suitable for being the secretary of the Ministry of Rites. Moreover, the change from Yushitai to the secretary of the Ministry of Rites is not only a transfer, but also a promotion, and Lord Cheng has absolutely no reason to refuse."

Qin Xu's eyes flashed by, of course he could think of what Xue Ji could think of, and even more thoughtful than Xue Ji.

"It's better to ...... The officials of the original Imperial Historical Observatory were transferred one by one, and in the end, there was only one Imperial Historical Observatory left without the Imperial Historical Observatory, what is the difference between such a Imperial Historical Observatory and whether there is such a Imperial Historical Observatory?"

Xue Jiben bowed his head and waited for Qin Xu's approval, but when he heard Qin Xu's calculation, his heart suddenly became clear, this is a good strategy.

Compared with the removal of such a big move from the Imperial Historical Observatory, the transfer of a few officials seems to be much calmer, starting with Cheng Buxi, and over time, the huge Imperial Historical Observatory can only be a virtual reality!

Xue Ji was convinced this time, and bowed deeply: "Your Majesty, the minister is ashamed."

Qin Xu waved his hand casually, signaling him to be flat. "Don't brag about me, just talk about things. You don't have to come forward in this matter, lest those old things hold on to it, and I will order the province to draw up edicts one by one."

"Yes."

Qin Xu's words were true, less than three days after Xue Jizuo asked for the removal of the Imperial Historical Tower, some courtiers mentioned that the post of Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites was vacant, and implored the Holy Superior to set up another official to fill it.

As soon as these words entered Xue Ji's ears, he immediately guessed that it was Qin Xu's instructions, and he also knew what his intentions were.

Cheng Bu was unaware, he had been the imperial historian for so many years, and there were no less than three terms of the Son of Heaven just who was outspoken, and he never expected that he would be suddenly transferred to the Ministry of Rites today.

It's not that the position of the secretary of the Ministry of Rites is not good, in terms of official position, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites must be one level higher than his original position of imperial history. However, the hundred officials did not dare to provoke the imperial history, and they were oppressive to the officials of the Ministry of Rites everywhere!

What is the Ministry of Rites? The notoriously drudgery, the work that I couldn't finish all day, but I couldn't get any oil or water......

Cheng Buxi was reluctant in his heart, and he couldn't say anything on his face, so he could only smirk twice, thank the saint with respect, and then transfer according to the order.

Since Cheng Bu has started from the top, do the imperial history officials below still need to say?

The useful ones were successively transferred to the Ministry of Rites or the Ministry of Industry, and if they were not good, they were assigned to various places outside, and the really useless people were all removed from their official positions and rushed home.

The late autumn of the first year of Changning is gradually coming, and I have to say that Qin Xu has always been resolute in dealing with things, unlike King An's smiling face and welcoming people, he has always said three points, and he has always said one thing, and it is impossible to shirk the decision made today until tomorrow.

Under such high pressure, even Jiang Yan and Xu Yan, officials who have followed King Ning for many years, are deeply tired, not to mention Xue Ji.

He is approaching to join the office, and the hardest time in the past was the years in Qianzhou, but the workload in those years was not as good as that in the year after Qin Xu ascended the throne.

In fact, it can be understood that when he ascended to the throne on an equal footing with King An, Qin Xu could not be stable in his heart, and he had to have a pimple. What he wants is nothing more than the stability of the world, the stability of the throne, and nothing else

There was nothing else, but it was such a simple appeal that made him work day and night for nearly a year.

Although it is a bit of hard work, but this year has not been in vain, in today's court, there is not much power left of King An, and only Chen Yu and Rong Che can stand under the pressure of Qin Xu step by step and stand tall and not be uprooted.

The autumn wind came out of Chang'an City, the first round of new snow fell this year, a layer of silver frost covered the imperial city, and as far as the eye could see, there was no shortage of children on the street, happily playing and playing.

Approaching the end of the year, Qin Xu still had the heart to understand the officials below, he and Jiang Yan talked all night and planned a 20-day holiday, which was more than in previous years, which was really not easy.

When Xue Ji heard this, he sighed a little emotionally in his heart, and said that he missed his relatives every festival, and the ordinary festival was already like this, not to mention the end of the year? After careful calculation, he has not been back to Gangneung for nearly ten years......

As soon as Shen Yurong pushed the door out, he saw Xue Ji leaning against the old tree in the courtyard, looking at the south in a daze. The two are already old husbands and wives, how could Shen Yurong not guess what he was thinking? chuckled, put aside the things he was busy with, and sat beside Xue Ji.

"Want to go back to Gangneung?"

Xue Ji heard the sound, and he didn't have to look up to recognize it as Shen Yurong's voice. He chuckled, reached out and took the man into his arms, muttering, "Yes...... There are 20 days of vacation this year, but it is a long way to go back to Gangneung, and I am afraid that it will not be too late for 20 days."

Shen Yurong leaned on his shoulder, his voice was very soft, but it was extremely comfortable to listen to: "Tell Your Majesty, it's not easy to find a name for official business, it's not easy to go back and see?"

Xue Ji lowered his eyebrows and looked at her, and smiled again: "Madame wants to go back so much?"

"It's been ten years, and I'm homesick."

Xue Ji pondered for a moment, and finally made up his mind: "Okay, then go back and have a look."

In the cold winter of Layue, Xue Jimian got Qin Xu's approval, and in the name of a businessman, he packed up his carriage and horses to prepare for Jiangling.

If there is anything inconvenient, it must be Su Yu. She gave birth to a daughter for Xue Ji a month ago, and she just got out of confinement two days ago, so she braved the cold of winter, hugged her little daughter, and went south with Xue Ji and others.

Xue Ji named this little girl Xue Yi. I haven't had time to write a letter to my family yet, and I'm going to go back anyway, so I'll talk about it when I get home.

On the carriage, Shen Yurong looked at Xue Chen, who was getting older, his face was always unconsciously filled with a smile, Xue Ji was still holding official business in his hand, whether the afterglow swept the mother and son, and he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.

The journey was uneventful, and even the guards at the city gates along the way were too lazy to check due to the cold weather.

After nearly ten days and nights on the road, I finally arrived in Gangneung, which was only a few dozen miles away from the city, and it should not be a problem to arrive before dark.

Shen Yurong lowered the curtain and retracted his gaze from the window. "You say, if you bring Wu Huai'an back this time, will Lord Wu let him go back to Beijing with us?"

Xue Ji thought for a moment, temporarily withdrew from the affairs of the imperial court, frowned slightly, and hesitated a little.

"It's hard to say, Wu Huai'an is a small success now, and he may be able to become a big one in the future...... But Lord Wu is also old, and if he wants to enjoy the joy of family as soon as possible, he will leave Wu Huai'an in Jiangling?"

At this point, both of them were subconsciously silent, and their eyes drifted out of the window again, even if Wu Huai'an was in the car behind them with Su Yu at this time, so they couldn't see it at all.

"It's almost there." Shen Yurong said softly.

Sure enough, through the window, I could already see the city gate in front of me. The plaque with the word 'Gangneung' written on it seems to be a new title, and the bricks and stones on the city seem to have been renovated.

"Wu Yan is not less in the limelight."

Before Xue Ji's words fell, the carriage stopped.

Wang Qu opened the curtain from outside and called to the car, "Master, Lord Wu is here to greet you under the city."

Xue Ji was stunned, he didn't inform the government in advance, why did Wu Yan know so much about his itinerary?

It's just that since the person has arrived, he can't be left to wait, so he has to get out of the car and talk.

"King

Qu." Xue Ji held down Shen Yurong's hand, motioned her not to move, got out of the car by herself, and instructed Wang Qu, "You send Mrs. and Su Yu home first, and I want to have two drinks with Lord Wu."

Of course, Wu Huaian was going to get out of the car to see his father.

Xue Ji led Wu Huai'an, who had already begun to show his edge, to the city, and when he arrived in front of the officials, he had a smile on his face and bowed his head slightly: "Your Excellency has worked hard, and you still came out to answer on such a cold day, Xue is terrified."

Wu Yan is an old fox, but he is old, and he can't help but be a little excited when he hasn't seen his son for so long. He took his son's hand, looked him up and down a few times, and slapped him on the shoulder twice, his eyes full of pride and satisfaction.

"Thanks to Lord Xue for taking care of Huai'an for me all these years, what is it for Xia Guan to come out to answer it?"

"Eh, Lord Wu......" Xue Ji paused, the smile in his eyes was even stronger than Fang Cai, and when the words came to his mouth, he turned a corner, changed his name and said again: "Uncle Wu, since you have returned to your own home, let's not be so angry, you are an elder, just call me Qingzhi as before."

Wu Yan obviously hesitated, as usual, Xue Ji was right, he was indeed an elder, and he could afford this 'Uncle Wu', and he could also shout 'Qingzhi'. But...... After all, this is not the same as it used to be.

"How do you compare it to before, you are Shangshu Zuocheng, and I should call myself a subordinate to you...... How can I still call you as before?"

It seems to be a slightly vicissitudes of emotion, as if there is no deep meaning.

How could Xue Ji not hear it? This is an ordinary emotion, in which there is caution and temptation.