This first month of the year is destined to be a bad day for many people.

For example, Sun Ying was busy with food in Zhenhai, for example, Qi Jimei was worried about the circulating bandits in Jiangxi, for example, Qi Jimei was worried about whether Hu Zongxian would return to Fujian.

It is similar in the capital. The Jiangxi war report has not yet entered the capital, so it doesn’t matter to Emperor Jiajing, but many of the ministers below are a little concerned about playing drums. To be precise, it is the Yan Party who is playing drums.

If the thief army captured Fenyi County and slaughtered the Yan clan members, I was really afraid that Yan Song would not be able to hold on. After all, the 80-year-old man was an 80-year-old, and the Minister of Justice Ouyang Bijin, and the Minister of Works Zhao Wenhua could not stand it. In addition, the little cabinet master was useless.

The atmosphere in Yan's mansion was very depressing. On the one hand, the hometown was disturbed, and on the other hand, Ouyang's health has been bad since last year and has been in bed for a long time.

"I'm back!" Yan Shifan scolded impatiently: "What are he doing!"

Yan Nian glanced up and Yan Song said slowly: "Let Yuanzhi come again tomorrow."

Ouyang Bijin, who was sitting aside with a cold face, snorted softly, "Shen Yan Mansion High School, isn't Da Sikong the adopted son of Wei Zhong?"

Seeing Yan Nian go out, Yan Shifan rolled his eyes, "My uncle's words are wrong..."

"East Tower!" Yan Song shouted and said slowly: "Ren Hu, although Yuan Zhi is the adopted son, today is a family banquet."

Ouyang Bijin was too lazy to talk and closed his eyes slightly. If his sister hadn't been seriously ill, he wouldn't have come to him.

Although he was Yan Song's brother-in-law, although he was regarded as Yan Party, and even became the Minister of Justice because of Yan Song, Ouyang Bijin's evaluation in Shilin is not low, and everything is outstanding and promising.

Yan Shifan endured it and still couldn't help it, "My uncle, the Liuzhou case a few days ago..."

"Since you are the Grand Secretary, you should be straightforward and break." Ouyang Bijin replied indifferently.

Yan Shifan's face became increasingly ugly. The Liuzhou case was submitted to the Ministry of Justice for review. Yan Shifan, who received the heavy gift, handed the message to the Ministry of Justice, but Ouyang Bijin did not give any face at all. He quickly decided to make a case before the holiday, and he would be punished when the seal was opened and court was put on the court.

There were many similar things in history. Later, Ouyang Bijin was transferred to the Minister of Personnel. Yan Shifan wanted to bribe officials and sell official positions clearly. The price was marked... You should know that Yan Shifan's reputation in this area was particularly good, and he would definitely get it done after receiving the money, but Ouyang Bijin ignored it.

The house was in a state of silence. Yan Song turned his head and looked at his son. You don’t know his temper, why did he get it?

At this time, the sound of rapid footsteps came from outside, and Yan Nian ran towards him with joy, "Master, Jiangxi is a great victory!"

Yan Song was overjoyed, even Ouyang Bijin showed joy. He was from Jiangxi, and his hometown was not far from Fenyi County.

Yan Shifan suddenly stood up and stretched out his hand and said, "Military newspaper."

A moment later, Zhao Wenhua entered the mansion with a smile, bowed one by one, and said with a smile: "On December 28th, Hu Ruzhen led his army to attack and defeated the thief army. We should be worry-free."

Yan Shifan snatched the military newspaper and browsed it quickly, laughing and said, "Wenzhi praised Hu Ruzhen for his ability to quell the chaos, and he was indeed the only one who could do it!"

"The military newspaper has just entered Beijing, and the Ministry of War has already released the yamen, and no one is left behind." Zhao Wenhua explained: "The messenger is Hu Ruzhen's personal guard, and he dare not offend Yuan Fu, so he sent it straight to..."

Yan Song narrowed his eyes slightly and listened to Yan Shifan reading the military newspaper, and suddenly said, "Qi Jimei... remember this person is Zhan Cai's confidant?"

"Yes, this person and his brother, Qi Jiguang, the general of Fujian, were recommended by Zhan Cai, and Your Majesty also heard of his reputation." Zhao Wenhua explained with a smile: "Qi Jimei, Gutian, Yihuang, had two great victories. This time, he rushed hundreds of miles to detour into Yuanzhou Prefecture and rushed to the raid when the bandits attacked the city. The bandits' army was defeated and their morale was gone. Hu Ruzhen ordered the army to attack, Jiangxi deputy general Liu Xian captured and killed Xiao Wan, and Nangan General Yu Dayou defeated the main force of the bandits' army in three battles."

Yan Song looked at Ouyang Bijin, "Ren Fu, how much vision does Zhan have for you?"

This sentence means something. Although Yu Dayou, who made great contributions, was famous at that time, no one was willing to use it. It was Ouyang Bi, who was the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi at the time, who gave Yu Dayou a chance.

Ouyang Bijin pondered for a moment and said, "There are all heroes in Suiyuan. You can also pick out the two heroes of Qi from far southeast. Jingchuan Duke and Zhenchuan Duke are all praised. The Grand Secretary once praised him for his ability to plan, but now it seems that in decades, you can try the Tianguan."

Yan Song nodded slightly and sighed and looked at Yan Shifan. If he looked at others, his son was not weak. Unfortunately, he was just in the imperial examination. Even if he became the chief assistant, he would find it difficult to go further.

Zhao Wenhua made fun of him on the side: "Since the 32nd year of Jiajing, the talent show has been in the southeast and has received many praises in Beijing, but I didn't hear Huating praise."

"Hahaha, Zhancai ruined Huating..." Yan Shifan laughed and said, "No matter what else, just look at Xu Fan!"

Zhao Wenhua chuckled and said, "Zhan Cai seems impulsive, but in fact, everything has a connection to find."

Yan Song nodded, "Today's yen report, let's go to the table together."

Zhao Wenhua was overjoyed and bowed to thank him.

The exquisite dishes were served one by one, the outside was windy and snowy, and the room was as warm as a greenhouse. Everyone had a few drinks. When talking about the war in Jiangxi, they were still scared. In the past two months, Fenyi County had almost broken the city several times. You should know that although Yan Song and his wife and Yan Shifan were in the capital, and Yan Song’s two daughters also passed away, they had a grandson in Fenyi, not to mention that there were so many tribe members of the Fenyi Yan family.

Now that Jiangxi is victorious, the Fenyi is protected. Yan Song, who is over 80 years old, has a drink to celebrate. Even his wife Ouyang has supported her illness to ask about it.

Yan Song, who had always had no expression on his face at home, was a little displeased and advised his wife to go back to her room. After failing, he brought it to the military newspaper in his own hands.

Ouyang is already an old woman, five years older than Yan Song, with a grayish white head. She tremblingly held the military newspaper and looked at the candlelight carefully, and then asked about her granddaughter's whereabouts.

Speaking of which, Ouyang is also pitiful. The eldest daughter married to the Yiyuan family of fellow villager, and died in her early forties. However, she left behind a pair of children. The second daughter married to the Xinyuli family of neighboring village, and had no children. She passed away in the 17th year of Jiajing in the year of 30, and her son-in-law was gone the following year. The young girl was even worse. She died in Nanjing when she was young. Three daughters and one son are now the only child. Yan Shifan is the only one.

"Young Master, the subordinates of Zhao's family are asking for a visit." Yan Nian suddenly entered the house and came to Yan Shifan's ear and said.

Zhao Wenhua stood up in surprise and turned to look. The servant outside looked anxious and waved a letter in his hand.

"Is there another good news?" Zhao Wenhua quickly went out to get the letter, opened it and looked at it, and couldn't help but change his expression, and laughed dryly, "It's really good news."

"Hmm?" Yan Shifan frowned and took the letter, blurted out, "Anfu's victory..."

Ouyang Bijin's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly stood up and grabbed it. After a few lines, his face was pale and his body was shaking.

"Second brother, second brother..." Ouyang shook off her husband's hand, and from somewhere he came from, stepped forward and held his younger brother a few steps, and his eyes fell on the letter paper.

The room was silent. After a while, Ouyang's eyes were gone without focus, his feet softened, and he slowly collapsed.

On the falling letter paper is a carefully written apology from Hu Zongxian's aide. Yu Dayou, the general of Nangan, searched for the remaining bandits and failed to pursue them. The bandit army went south to Ji'an Prefecture. Liu Xian, the deputy general of Jiangxi, led his army to chase them urgently, defeated the bandit army in Anfu County, and beheaded hundreds of them.
Chapter completed!