The eighth year of Hongwu, November.

Heavy snow.

The entire Yingtian City was covered in snow, snowflakes were flying, and the cold wind was howling in the air, adding a touch of bleakness to the empty streets.

On a tall building in the center of the Yue Guo Mansion, there are two figures. There was a warm fire rising next to them, hot tea and snacks were roasted, and the heavy brocade clothes on their bodies made them not afraid of the cold.

It was Yan Ling and Feng Shuzhen.

"You seem to be at ease." Feng Shuzhen said suddenly.

"Huh?" Yan Ling was stunned and smiled: "Then what should I do?" ”

"I heard from several of my sisters that Hu Weiyong, the prime minister of Zuo, has become more and more lawless recently, and Zhongshu Province has simply become his hall. You're not worried at all? ”

Feng Shuzhen tilted her head, her autumn-like eyes looked at Yan Ling, she had her own small circle with several noble ladies, and she was naturally well-informed. And she has read history books all over the world, and she is also quite interested in these political affairs, and always tells her Yan Ling:

"But there has never been a powerful minister who can tolerate an existence that can threaten him under his nose."

When Yan Ling heard this, he laughed more and more happily, he picked up the teacup and took a sip:

"What else should I do, this is the case."

The movements are smooth, the eyebrows are stretched, he is really not worried about Hu Weiyong posing a threat to himself.

"You must know that at the top of the mountain, one more step is the cliff......"

"You mean, Your Majesty, he ......" Feng Shuzhen looked at him with an inquiring gaze:

But why? Now that Hu Weiyong's power is getting bigger and bigger, His Majesty is conniving at it? In the past, the prime minister's dictatorship was all due to the suspicion of the lord and the country, or the emperor's ignorance of the government, but His Majesty started from recklessness, and no one in the world was his opponent, why did he ignore Hu Weiyong? If he wants to solve Hu Weiyong, it's just a matter of one sentence. ”

"Because his sword is not pointing at the Prime Minister."

"My Majesty, but the plan is very big......" He stretched out his hand, touching the drifting snow in the sky.

Feng Shuzhen was a little puzzled, but seeing that Yan Ling didn't mean to say anything, she didn't ask, just said gently:

"Be careful, don't involve yourself."

"Don't worry, I'm very low-key." Yan Ling smiled: "Those Yan family members, I have also commanded, be cautious in everything, and do things honestly." ”

"As long as there is no mistake in major matters, not greedy or possessive, although Your Majesty is strict, he will not kill indiscriminately, Hu Weiyong just wants to fight me, and it is not so easy."

At this time, Lao Zhu was not as brutal as he was in his later years, and he was still reasonable to kill. Whether it is the Hu Weiyong case or the empty seal case, although the head is rolling, the former involves rebellion, and the latter deceives and conceals Lao Zhu's rebellion.

It wasn't until the two cases in the later stage that it was really a knife that didn't matter whether it was done or not.

At least for now, it's safe.

"This official is so tired." Feng Shuzhen sighed: "It's enough to be a very good minister, but it's really not good, let's resign and return to our hometown." ”

"You and I are together, and after this life, aren't we just as happy?"

She stretched out her hand and stroked the face that had already shown a little old age, and gently erased the wrinkles around her eyes, leaving only faint traces.

Yan Ling avoided her gaze:

"Now it's not a question of whether I can retreat or not, but His Majesty will not allow me to retreat. I will only be at ease with me if I am under his nose. ”

"Ugh."

When you enter the temple, you can't go back.

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Households.

Yan Shiqin stretched.

Over the years, he has been conscientious and conscientious, handled government affairs well, and has also been promoted from a secretary from a nine-grade secretary to a tired official to a five-grade Huguang Shilang.

For this official position, he is still very satisfied, Wupin, is also an official, when he went to court, he could see His Majesty's appearance from a distance.

The only downside is that when the end of the year approaches, things get particularly busy.

Because according to the regulations of the Ming Dynasty, every year the local government needs to send people to the central government to review the local finances.

In this place, not one person from each province, but from each prefecture and county.

And under him, there is only one outsider and two directors.

As you can imagine, that's a lot of work.

"Your Excellency." Huguang Division member Wai Lang walked over, followed by a middle-aged man in a local official uniform, he was a chief bookkeeper in Tongshan County, Wuchang Prefecture, Huguang Province.

"How?" Yan Shiqin stopped what he was doing and squinted at him.

"There are errors in his books." Wailang looked helpless.

"Then let him go back and get a new one!" With such a job, even Yan Shiqin, who has a good temper, is angry: "Why do you have to ask me about everything!" ”

"My lord, I said the same thing, but he ......" The outsider let go of his body, and the middle-aged man didn't say a word, knelt directly on the ground, snorting and crying.

"My lord, the New Year is approaching, so you can do it." He took two steps on his knees, and directly hugged Yan Shiqin's thigh:

"It was the same last year, I returned to Huguang from Beijing, and then came back, back and forth as many as three times, came out in September, and stopped in June of the following year, and I haven't even had a year. In the blink of an eye, it's September again, my lord, you can do it, I'll kowtow to you. ”

said that he took a step back, and really kowtowed to Yan Shiqin.

"No is no way, no need to say!" Yan Shiqin's heart softened for a while, but he quickly forced himself to harden his heart.

This kind of major event related to the life of the family must not be sloppy!

"You! Yan Shiqin! Hello! Hearing this, the middle-aged man couldn't hold back any longer, stood up and pointed at his nose and scolded: "Okay, I want to see if you, an iron-faced official, can be a prime minister or an official!" ”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"My lord, this is true and a bit impersonal......" the subordinate persuaded.

"No, it just doesn't work! Needless to say! Yan Shiqin's voice revealed firmness, "Get out!" If you say anything like that, the official will definitely impeach you! ”

The staff was sprayed with a dirty face and retreated in a daze.

Yan Shiqin leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes tiredly.

What he didn't know was that not only the magistrates, but even the officials under him couldn't stand him anymore.

After all, if they don't have an empty print, they have to review it over and over again, the workload is doubled, and other departments are off work, and they are still working overtime.

"Isn't it just a blank volume, what's the big deal!" Someone pouted secretly.

Someone even took the money handed over by the local bureaucrats and helped his book pass the examination:

"It's okay, he won't know."

This is where the big mistake becomes.