Chapter 87 Your surname is Yan, Mr. Xu
The study room of Yan Mansion.

Yan Shifan's face was full of surprise. He looked at his rebellious son, but his eyes were shining differently than usual.

Enlightened!

The rebellious son has become enlightened!

Yan Shifan's eyes were full of brilliance, and his face was full of pride that his son had finally grown up.

So much so that he didn't even wait for Yan Shaoting to explain further.

Yan Shifan burst into laughter and said, "I said that we can't let Zhang Juzheng and his teacher and his group of upright people live too happily!
Let the Southeast be in chaos!

By then, Zhang Juzheng would be unable to escape the blame, and how much better would his teacher Xu Jie be?
Even if they want to bring charges against our family, we can still defend ourselves in front of His Majesty, saying that it was Zhang Juzheng who was in charge of the affairs in the southeast, not my son!"

The young minister's eyes sparkled with wisdom.

Yan Song had to take a deep look at his son, and then sighed silently.

Yan Shaoting was a little confused about the old man's train of thought.

He coughed lightly and explained, "Zhang Juzheng cannot be moved now, and letting the southeast become chaotic is not what father understands."

"Ok?"

Yan Shifan showed doubt on his face, but considering that he had heard more and more words about good parenting recently, he did not get angry like he had in the past.

Yan Shifan couldn't help but speculate: "Is he planning to do something secretly? And then kill Zhang Juzheng quietly?"

What the hell is going on in his brain!

At this moment, Yan Shaoting really wanted to pry open the old man's head to see what was inside.

He is obviously a rare smart person, but his intelligence is never used for real work.

It's the wrong option in the talent point.

Yan Shaoting's face was tense: "At the beginning of this year, the court decided to implement a national policy in the southeast, the purpose of which is to make up for the deficit and increase revenue for the court.

That's why Zhang Juzheng went to the southeast to personally take charge of this matter. If something happens to him or the national policy at this time, and you can't get the silver, what will happen to your majesty?"

"His Majesty will surely be furious..." Yan Shifan said silently.

He also reacted at this time.

Then Yan Shifan sighed deeply and said, "I never thought that my family would be so closely tied to Zhang Taiyue now."

Yan Song then looked at his son and said, "So, even if his teacher Xu Jie wants to take action against his student Zhang Juzheng, my family must protect Zhang Juzheng now!"

In the Yan family's study, three generations of grandparents and grandchildren were all silent.

I'm afraid if I tell this to others, no one will believe it.

"Ridiculous! It's really ridiculous!"

Yan Shifan represented everyone and gave a summary of the current situation in the southeast and the relationship between the Yan family and Zhang Juzheng.

Yan Shaoting continued, "But now, both your majesty and the court are aware that Zhang Juzheng is promoting national policies in the southeast to increase silk production and sell it overseas. No matter what, we will have to wait until next year to receive the money.

But now, the court has no choice but to spend money. The northern barbarians, the southern Japanese, and the chieftains in the southwest, the court needs money everywhere. "

When Yan Shifan thought of this, he felt a little wronged.

"If my family hadn't worked as paperhangers in the imperial court for these years, how could they live such a comfortable life as Qingliu?"

Yan Shaoting smiled, without commenting, and changed the subject: "So now, we still have to get money for the court. Grandpa is the chief minister of the cabinet, and it is his duty. Now that your majesty has arranged for your grandson to work in the Ministry of Revenue, I think this is also the meaning."

Yan Song opened his mouth slightly and uttered a low sound.

After a while.

Old Yantou just spoke: "When His Majesty asked you to go to the Ministry of Revenue in Yuxi Palace, I had doubts. If it were normal, His Majesty would have granted you the position of Imperial Academy Reader. Now that you have made contributions, you should have been granted the status of a Jinshi first."

In the Ming Dynasty today, there is no official in the capital who can be like Yan Shaoting, holding so many official positions in different government offices with very different powers.

On the contrary, Yan Shaoting came from a family of honor and fame.

It is very likely that in the future, it will become a restriction that hinders the final step.

I don’t know whether the Taoist priest forgot or did it on purpose.

After all, although the Ming Dynasty now emphasizes a meritorious background, who is the emperor now?
That’s the Taoist priest.

Only he could do something that violates the unspoken rules of the court.

Yan Shifan frowned and looked at his rebellious son: "After all, it's nothing more than making money for the court. What exactly are you planning? Tell me quickly."

Yan Shaoting nodded: "Actually, it's very simple, but I need to go to the southeast with my father to do it."

"Who?"

Yan Shifan was straightforward.

He was actually quite happy in his heart.

No matter how powerful this rebellious son of yours is, when the time comes to employ people, you still have to think of your father.

Later, I have to have a good talk with this rebellious son about the principles of employing people.

Yan Shifan thought silently in his heart.

Yan Shaoting had already spoken: "The Left Vice-Chief Censor of the Censorate, Yan Maoqing!"...

A wisp of blue smoke rose in the capital city in the evening.

People began to end their day's activities one after another.

Da da da.

A carriage drove from the direction of the imperial city towards Prince Yu's Mansion.

The carriage was carrying the flag of Xu Ge Lao, the Deputy Prime Minister of the Ming Dynasty, and no one on the street dared to stop it.

A smooth journey.

But in the carriage, there was silence.

Xu Jie, a short and thin man, sat inside with his eyes closed, as if resting.

Gao Gong, the cabinet minister, rode on the carriage of the second minister today and went to Prince Yu's mansion together.

Gao Gong's face was a little impatient, and he finally spoke: "It has been several days, and you haven't mentioned the matter of Yan Shaoting coming to our Ministry of Revenue. What is your plan?"

Noise in my ears.

Xu Jie opened his eyes slightly and glanced at Gao Gong.

"Your Majesty has made the decision. What can you and I do?"

Gao Gong was furious: "What? What? Even if you can't think of a solution, you have to think of one! Yan Shaoting is a member of the Yan Party! If we ask him to come to the Ministry of Revenue, will we still be able to do our work in the future?"

Xu Jie, however, looked calm and composed, as if he was ready to go and practice Taoism with the emperor.

"The Ministry of Revenue has Gao Yao in it, and you are also in charge of the Ministry of Revenue in the Cabinet. What can Yan Shaoting do alone?"

These four words again.

Gao Gong was so angry at Xu Jie's calmness that he felt suffocated and breathless.

"But we still have to let His Majesty know what we mean. At worst, we can have someone submit a memorial saying that Yan Shaoting has so many responsibilities now and is of no benefit to the country, and ask His Majesty to cancel one or two of his responsibilities."

Xu Jie opened his eyes and looked at Gao Gong: "Do you think His Majesty will agree?"

Gao Gong's face was firm, as if he had to do this.

He is now a cabinet minister. Not to mention the distant position of Prime Minister, he doesn't even know when he will be able to take the position of Second Prime Minister.

If the Prime Minister and the Second Prime Minister did not fight with each other.

How can I improve myself?

Everyone thinks that the whole society is united, but when it comes to each individual, everyone has his or her own thoughts and interests.

Gao Gong said in an unhappy tone: "So what are you going to do?"

"Wait a little longer until we have a chance to be absolutely sure."

"Still waiting?"

Gao Gong's face was full of displeasure.

Xu Jie nodded: "Wait!"

"Wait, wait! Is that all you have to say, Lord Xu?"

Gao Gong finally let out a low growl, his face full of anxiety, and stared at Xu Jie angrily.

"Okay! I figured it out!"

"Why did you, Lord Xu, let your student Zhang Juzheng go to the southeast?"

"And why did you agree to let Yan Shaoting come to the Ministry of Revenue?"

"So, your surname is Yan, Lord Xu!"

hum...

Xu Jie opened his eyes suddenly: "Gao Suqing!"

Gao Gong snorted coldly and turned his face to the other side.

He then realized that what he said seemed a bit hurtful.

But asking him to apologize is impossible.

Gao Gong said gloomily: "Stir it up! Stir it up! Let Yan Shaoting and his party destroy our Ming Dynasty. At most, I, Gao Suqing, will die with you, Lord Xu!"

outside.

The carriage stopped.

The coachman put the stool away and stood by the side.

"Lord Xu, Lord Gao."

"We have arrived at Prince Yu's Mansion."

(End of this chapter)