Huang Jing added another sentence: "What's more, even the Yang family in Lishe also built a villa there. Do you know that the Yang family in Lishe? Haha... The Yang family has five Jinshi, and the poetry and books are passed down from the family. The whole family is full of people with five knowledgeable people. The place where you study is only a short distance from their villa. There is such a Feng Shui treasure land, and there is no reason not to be a high school."

Damn... Ye Chunqiu's heart was bleeding. He was thinking about it myself, because he had a brain, and when he was in real high school, he could still show off and enjoy the feeling of being worshipped. But Uncle Huang Shi, if you say this, it would seem like I had no talent. Even if I win, it would be a benefit from the Yang family and your Huang family.

Why does it feel weird...

The Yang family in Lishe seems to be very powerful. Is the old man who plays chess from the Yang family?

Ye Chunqiu was not good at asking in detail, and he felt a little nervous. If the Yang family knew that he would tease him with the endgame of chess, would he kill me?

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Nanjing.

Huang Xin, the censor of the Zhejiang Road Supervisor of Nanjing Censorate, had just returned from Hangzhou. Before he had time to go to the Censorate, he hurried to Yongyi Lane.

Yongyi Lane is close to Qinhuai and connected to many official offices in Nanjing, so it is the residence of many Nanjing officials.

At this time, Huang Xin muttered in his heart. As soon as he arrived in Nanjing, Wang Hua, the Minister of Personnel, asked himself to go to the mansion to talk, which surprised him.

Wang Hua, the Minister of Personnel in the Chenghua period, was the top scholar in the Hanlin Academy. Since then, he served as the editor of the Hanlin Academy, a bachelor of the Zhanshifu, the Youchunfang Youyude, the Young Master of the Zhanshifu, especially the Young Master of the Zhanshifu, this is the teacher of the prince, and the profession that countless people in the world admire. Now the prince has become the emperor. As the imperial teacher, Wang Hua was soon promoted to the Minister of Rites and was ranked in the temple. However, because he offended Liu Jin, he was promoted openly and secretly and became the Minister of Personnel in Nanjing.

The Minister of Personnel is a heavenly official and even has the qualifications to compete with the prime ministers of the cabinet. Of course... If the Minister of Personnel has added the word Nanjing in front of the Minister of Personnel, it will not be that valuable.

Perhaps Wang Shangshu has been expelled from the core of the court now, but in the eyes of the censor Huang Xin, it is an unattainable existence. Moreover, he is the top scholar and refuses to follow Liu Jin. He has a great reputation and controls the administration of Jiangnan. He can cut off the life, death, honor and disgrace of most people in just one word.

My luck recently was really too good. I had just been promoted to the supervisory censor of Zhejiang Dao. Then my younger brother Huang Jing came to write a book and told the story about the Ye family. For no reason, Huang Xin suddenly became a righteous person. The incident spread to Nanjing and Hangzhou, and he was his boss. The Censor of the Censorate had different attitudes towards him, and he called him Huang Mingjing in front of his colleagues.

This is just a blurted nickname, taken from Mingjing's meaning, which obviously established Huang Xin's position in Nanjing Censorate. Huang Xin suddenly felt that his future was becoming brighter. So a few days ago, he handled a case in Shaoxing, impeached several officials, and received excellent reviews. This is how people are. Once they are labeled, everyone knows that Huang Xin is Huang Mingjing and a censor who is not favorable to personal feelings. Naturally, in the eyes of people at that time, everything he does is beneficial to the country and the people.

"Speaking of this... I really should thank the Ye family's son, who is named Ye Chunqiu... Yes, it's him." Huang Xin sighed in his heart, and had already arrived at the gate of the palace and handed over his prayer letter.

He still didn't understand why the Heavenly Officials of the Ministry of Personnel wanted to find him. After all, compared with Wang Hua, the minister of the Ministry of Personnel and the imperial teacher, he, the censor who has a lot of energy in Zhejiang, is just an ant-like existence. Although Wang Hua is also from Ningbo, he is Yuyao, and he is Fenghua. If he meets him in Beijing, he will still be full of tears, but in Nanjing, his fellow villagers seem a bit far-fetched.

Not long after, a disciple came out and said, "Cithie Huang, please."

Huang Xinhe nodded, tidy up his clothes, calmed down his excitement, and walked through the screen wall of the royal palace and the front porch. He thought he was meeting in the main hall, but the door turned around, but led Huang Xin through a month's cave.

Going to the inner house?

Huang Xin was even more shocked. Most people always see guests in the main hall, but those who introduced the back house flower hall did not disrespect the guests. Instead, because their personal relationships are better, there is no need to avoid too much taboos.

Wang Shangshu is an existence that he can't even climb up even if he can. He has any personal relationships, but why...

Huang Xinxin was all raised in his throat, and his heart began to throbbed. Is he going to have his luck?

Sure enough, the disciple led him to the flower hall. Huang Xin entered and saw Wang Hua wearing a generous plain dress, holding a letter, looking at him in a sad way.

He was already quite old, with his hair and beard mixed with black and white, and his expression was solemn. When he looked closely, he found that his spirit was a little depressed, as if he had not had a good sleep for several days.

"Huang Xin, the back, met the prince." Huang Xin was solemn and bowed and bowed repeatedly.

He regarded himself as a backward, which was the result of his careful consideration. If he met in the main hall, he would call himself a lower-ranking official without thinking. However, now he is obviously a private meeting, licking his face and calling Wang Shangshu the Enfu, which seems a bit rash and too low-profile, which may cause disgust. However, this backward, is not biased, and is neither abrupt, and can also bring closer relationships.

"Oh." Wang Hua nodded lightly. When he raised his eyes, Huang Xin touched his eyes and clearly saw that the eyes of Shangshu Wang were covered with blood.

Oh, ah... The prince is so busy with all his affairs, but he is so impressed that he is so haggard.

"Ziyi, come on, don't be too polite, sit down and talk." Wang Hua's face smiled a little more, and pointed to the seat beside him. He did not use official language, but he used Ningbo dialect.

Huang Xin was in full bloom. Wang Shangshu did not call him an official position, but called him by his own font. This clearly regarded himself as a "late-born junior". It seemed to be very supportive. In addition, he used his local accent, which made him even more intimate.

Huang Xin hurriedly said in Ningbo's accent: "Thank you, Prince."

Wang Hua had put down the letter in his hand and said with a smile: "I have heard of your deeds. The court has appointed you as the censor. The original intention is to ask you to be a censor like you to be a righteous censor. A book is just for the land, so what's the harm in giving him a hundred acres; the Great Wall should still be there, and Qin Shihuang was not seen back then... Poetry can show your ambitions, and it is rare for you to have such ambitions."
Chapter completed!