Jiang Yan came out of the imperial study for a whole hour, and the eunuch and palace maid on the side inadvertently noticed that he was a little tired in his expression.

Zhang Yu, who had just been promoted to the chief eunuch, saw a mess all over the ground as soon as he entered the imperial study, and the cup of medicinal food did not enter His Majesty's mouth, and it was all sprinkled on the bricks and stones on the floor of the undershirt.

Zhang Yu was panicked in his heart, for fear that this master had not yet dissipated his anger, and if he smashed one or two more pieces of porcelain, he was most afraid that he would be angry and take down people.

"Your Majesty......"

"Stand down."

"Yes."

Zhang Yu didn't dare to touch him at this time, so he hurriedly responded and retreated.

At this time, it is noon, there have been many affairs recently, and there are more officials in Jiangnan officialdom, this is just the beginning, the pace of the trial of Dali Temple has not stopped, Feng Mingjian is famous for his public and selfish disregard, with him in charge of the trial, it must be inevitable that a bloody storm will be inevitable.

Under the pressure of official duties, Xue Ji didn't even have time to go out to eat, but Wang Qu carried the food box to the Yamen of Shangshu Province, waited for him to take a sip, and then asked Wang Qu to pack up and leave.

As soon as Wang Qu walked out of the gate of the yamen with his front foot, Xu Lang hurriedly came in with his back foot, and saw him walk to Xue Ji's table and pull a chair and sit down, with joy between his eyebrows.

"What, you picked up money on the way?" Xue Ji asked casually while writing hard in his hand.

Xu Lang took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and laughed loudly: "Good thing, good thing."

Xue Ji was stunned and raised his eyebrows and glanced at him: "Did you really pick up the money?"

"No!" Xu Lang put down the cup and said to him with great interest, "You don't know, the prime minister just came out of the imperial study."

"What's so strange about that." Xue Ji chuckled and shook his head, and continued to work on the matter at hand.

Xu Lang knocked on the table, and his voice doubled: "Prime Minister please go to work for his mother Ding for three years, Your Majesty has approved."

Xue Ji's expression stiffened when he heard this, and the movements in his hand stopped, looked at the handwriting on the paper, and then looked at Xu Lang, and he put down the pen in his hand.

"Ding Wei, three years?"

What is Jiang Yan's identity? When he is the prime minister, if he is worried about his mother, won't the position of prime minister be empty? Three years when it's empty?

"Interesting, that's interesting."

Xu Lang said again, "Qingzhi, this is a good thing for you."

Xue Ji's eyes sank slightly, and he had already begun to have thoughts in his heart.

I only heard the person in my ear still continue: "Yu Huan is deeply involved in the Jiangnan case, no matter what the outcome is, His Majesty will never reuse him...... Now, it's your order."

Indeed, in this way, as soon as Jiang Yan leaves, Xue is the most likely to succeed as prime minister.

But Xue Ji was inevitably apprehensive and had doubts.

"And Xu Yan, it's not uncommon for him to be promoted by leapfrogging." Xue Ji suppressed the voice that was about to come out of his heart, and said calmly.

In fact, who can not have an idea in this position at this time? It is easy to say that the marquis pays homage to the prime minister, but how many prime ministers can there be in one day? Now Xue Ji is only a stone's throw away from this peak, and he will touch it as soon as he raises his hand.

How many people stopped when they climbed to this step of him, or fell into the clouds and fell into the bones without bones, such as Rong Che, such as Jiang Yan.

Xue Ji remembered that when he was still a teenager in Jiangling, in the courtyard of the Xue family, his brother asked him.

"Do you want to enter Beijing? Do you want to join the company?"

"Yes."

"So, how high do you want to go?"

Xue Ji still remembers the reply at that time - the highest, the farthest.

Suddenly, Xu Lang smiled.

"What?"

Xu Lang said again: "Believe it or not, Xu Lang will not fight with you."

Xue Ji is a little unclear So, Xu Yan is the uncle of the country and has won the trust of His Majesty, how easy is it for him to compete for the position of prime minister? "Impossible." He said it categorically.

Xu Lang smiled again and sighed, "Xu Lang is a smart person." There is the second half of the sentence, which he didn't say.

Anyone can sit in the position of prime minister, but Xu Yan can't.

Xu Lang was born in a family of bureaucrats, his father was a big member, and he taught the way of power since he was a child, and Xue Ji was the son of a businessman, and he gradually came into contact with these after he joined the office, so he was naturally not as deep as he thought.

Xue Ji waved his hand and turned his attention back to the table full of official files in front of him.

"It's only three years, and I can't fight...... That's fine. There's been a lot of work lately, so you should have more snacks and less to inquire about what you have."

After Jiang Yan left the capital for his mother, the position of prime minister became vacant. As Xu Lang said, in the eyes of many people, there seems to be no suspense in this position, who else can there be besides Xue Ji?

Shen Yurong went to the rouge shop, and as soon as he entered the store, he heard several ladies talk about it, and there were a few ladies who didn't often come and go in the past, but they were a lot more enthusiastic when they saw her today.

Fortunately, she coped with it, with a smile on her face, but a few more words, chatting with these ladies, and then more enthusiastic, making an appointment to have a meal together at noon.

These women still know a limited amount of things, and they all listen to the master of the family to mention a few words, and after chatting for a while, they change the topic, talking about new clothes and jewelry, or comparing the fat powder and spices used in the open and secret.

Just when these people were chatting in high spirits, there was an additional figure at the door.

"Sister Wang? I felt familiar when I passed by your private room, and when I came in, I saw that I was not mistaken!"

I saw that the woman in front of me was elegantly dressed, the color was plain and pure, and it was difficult to hide the precious materials, she was only decorated with a golden hairpin on the side of her bun, and the tassels were swaying in her ears, with a smile on her face, looking at a lady in the private room, and said hello with some surprise.

Shen Yurong didn't say anything, secretly guessing the identity of this person in his heart. The face of Mrs. Wang was a little stiff, she looked at Shen Yurong, and then at the woman in front of her, and the smile on her lips looked a little embarrassed.

"Mrs. Xue doesn't know, this is the wife of Lord Yu in the middle book......

Shen Yurong heard the lady on the side whispering in her ear, and her heart suddenly understood.

It's no wonder that Mrs. Wang is embarrassed, as usual, Yu Huan is better than Xue Ji in terms of seniority and power, and these ladies are closer to Mrs. Yu in the past. But now it's different, Yu Huan is deeply involved in the corruption case, and it is clear that he is about to lose power, who dares to associate with the people of Yufu?

Mrs. Wang got up and left the table, pulled Mrs. Yu out of the private room, looked back cautiously, and then whispered in someone's ear, "Sister, I don't know, the one sitting in the middle is Mrs. Xue."

Mrs. Yu was stunned, and she didn't come back to her senses: "Which Mrs. Xue is it?"

"What's that, that's ...... It's the lady of Lord Shangshuling's family!" Mrs. Wang said eagerly.

I saw that Mrs. Yu's face froze, and the expression in her eyes gradually darkened.

"Yes, my sister said hello for me." Mrs. Yu raised her forearm slightly, covered her face with her sleeve, and whispered, "I have something to do in my house, so I'll go back first."

At night, Xue Ji finally put down the official business in his hand, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Shen Yurong bringing soup.

"Madame, hard work." Xue Ji took the bowl in her hand, put it on the table in front of him, turned around and sat beside her.

Shen Yurong leaned on his shoulder a little tiredly, and poured out softly: "I met a few ladies today, and I can't remember which one of them, they can really talk."

Xue Ji was stunned for a moment, but soon understood, and sighed in his heart, this is all in a hurry to climb, right?

"If you feel trouble, just rest at home, if there is something to do Wang Qu do."

Shen Yurong suddenly raised his head and looked at him with a serious expression in his eyes.

"Tell me first, are the rumors out there true?"

Xue Ji picked up the soup and paused again, hesitated for a moment, and put it down again. He turned his head to look at his wife beside him, and for a moment he didn't know whether to say or not.

"It's true."

Shen Yurong was shocked in his heart, and he couldn't tell whether it was surprise or worry. "You're going to be prime minister?"

Xue Ji shook his head again, sighed, and said, "I mean, their analysis is true. Jiang Yanding is worried about leaving Beijing, Yu Huan is involved in the case and loses power, if you want to be the prime minister again, my victory

It's the biggest."

Shen Yurong was clear-minded, and she could already guess a few points when she said this. "But not necessarily, right?"

"Madame is really smart. Indeed, besides me, there is also Xu Yan." Xue Ji smiled and said, "They all forgot that Jiang Yan was only worried about Ding for three years, and he was neither removed nor resigned, and he will come back."

Speaking of this, Xue Ji's smile was a little more helpless. "Temporary Prime Minister, Xu Yan is more suitable than me."

Shen Yurong lowered his eyes and thought for a while, suddenly smiled, picked up the soup on the table, twisted the spoon in his right hand, and sent it to Xue Ji's mouth: "I don't want to do this, it's up to Your Majesty to decide whether it will be successful or not." Recently, my husband has been working too hard, so I have to make up for it."

It's late autumn now, and it will be cold again in a few days.

The rumors about the position of prime minister have not been broken since they came out, whether it is Shen Yurong or Xue Chen, whenever they go out, they will inevitably be recognized, and they will be dragged by force, and everyone will come to talk about it.

Even Xue Jishu's daughter, Xue Yi, began to be remembered, in the past, someone always talked about the life experience of her biological mother Su Yu, but now she has never heard this anymore, there are many officials in the family who are the same age as the young master and are thinking about climbing the family.

Qin Xu often lives in the palace, but he has also heard of it.

Today, the court was dispersed, so he ordered someone to summon Xue Jidao's imperial study.

The late autumn in Chang'an was a little cool, Qin Xu had already changed into a fox fur, and he was sitting in the imperial study, and the ginseng soup on the table was steaming white.

As soon as Xue Ji entered the store, the manager saw such a scene, retracted his gaze slightly, and bowed down.

"Chancellor Xue Ji knocks to see Long Live Lord."

I don't know when the palace and the court began to evoke 'Long live the Lord', so many people shouted like this, and it gradually became a habit, Xue Ji knew that there was such a thing, so he followed the shout.

Qin Xu waved his hand to signal him to get up, and said, "Look at my weak body, and mock me with the word 'long live'?"

Xue Ji secretly complained in his heart, who provoked this ancestor again, why did he even pick this thorn for no reason?