After Gao Yao was transferred to the right censor of Nanjing, the gate of Gao's mansion was neglected.

The gift-giving officials who had been in constant contact seemed to die overnight. The house was instantly forgotten by the world, and the red painted door was also tightly closed.

Yesterday he was a noble minister of the Ministry of Revenue, but today he became the unpopular right censor of Nanjing. Gao Yao suffered the biggest blow in his career.

He entered the officialdom in the 14th year of Jiajing and started as a small head of the Ministry of Revenue. Although he had experienced hardships, he gradually climbed to the throne of the Minister of Revenue and took charge of the financial power of the Ming Dynasty.

Since Gao Yao returned from receiving the order yesterday, he has been lying in bed, and no one has seen him during this period. But after recovering a little today, he chose to leave this sad place and planned to go to Nanjing nursing home immediately.

It was just to ask everyone to pack up and prepare to leave Beijing, but when they heard the concubine next to them crying, they immediately shouted: "What are you crying? I'm not dead yet!"

"Don't I come back to the capital to see my parents again?" The concubine said in a storm.

She is a native of Shuntian Prefecture. After following Gao Yao to Nanjing this time, she was worried that it would be difficult to have the chance to return to the capital, but she couldn't help but feel a little homesick.

Gao Yao smiled slightly and said with a strong aura: "I haven't fallen so easily yet! That kid is playing tricks on his face, and the person named Xu is not kind, but I will definitely have a day to make a comeback!"

When he said this, he clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes burst out with a fierce light. He was already very unwilling to accept this failure, especially when he fell into the hands of a young boy who was only twenty-one years old.

The concubine saw him so ambitious, but she didn't feel expectant, but instead felt uneasy.

I only saw the new one laughing, but how could the old one cry?

When Gao Yao left the capital in shame, the Wu Mansion in Huaishu Hutong regained its vitality, and officials continued to come and submitted official posts respectfully.

Gao Yao was transferred to Nanjing, and the position of Minister of Rites was vacant, and there were various speculations about the candidate for the new Minister of Revenue.

One theory is that Wu Shan, the former Minister of Rites who lived at home, will be filled in the position; the other theory is that Yan Ne, the new Minister of Rites, will be filled in, and Wu Shan will be re-elected as Minister of Rites.

But no matter what, it is a foregone conclusion that Wu Shan will be appointed as the Minister of the Secretariat again. Many officials in the capital wanted to seize this last opportunity to burn the cold stove, so they came to visit one after another, trying to curry favor with the most prestigious former Minister of Rites.

In the matter, the palace was very fast, and the next day Wushan was summoned to the palace.

Some well-informed people also knew that Yan Ne was summoned to the palace. Combined with the two of them being summoned to the palace together, it is likely that Wu Shan would be reinstated as the Minister of Rites, and Yan Ne would be transferred to the Minister of Revenue.

Generally speaking, the six ministries are headed by the Minister of Personnel, followed by the Minister of Revenue, so it is not uncommon to be transferred from the Minister of Rites to the Minister of Revenue.

Of course, if you look at the level of an official position, there is no absolute level. For example, when you are also serving as the Minister of Personnel, Wu Peng is the family dog ​​of the Yan family and his son, while Li Mo is playing on the same stage with the Yan family and his son.

The two were summoned to the palace at the time of Wei, and in the blink of an eye it was already the time to go to the yamen.

Huaishu Hutong, Wu Mansion.

A group of officials who had just left the yamen came to visit one after another, not surprised by the news that Wu Shan was not in the mansion. They insisted on leaving the official greetings and worship ceremony, and then left with satisfaction.

Xiao Jinian, the head of Yunnan of the Ministry of Revenue, also came and reported his official position and name to the concierge.

The corners of the Uncle Lang from the Ministry of Justice were slightly raised, and he looked at the little official who didn't bring any gifts, wanting to see how he was turned away.

The concierge took the official post and immediately responded with a smile: "Mr. Xiao, please come in. My son-in-law and yours have been waiting here for a long time in the same year!"

Son-in-law?

The Ministry of Justice was confused when he heard this title, but then he opened his mouth wide. Who wouldn't know that Wushan, the Minister of Rites, had a daughter who was as beautiful as a flower, and even recruited that genius as his son-in-law.

Xiao Jinian saw many officials being stopped outside the door, and he entered it smoothly, and he couldn't help feeling a little proud, and at the same time he felt more belonging to this place.

"Brother Xiao, you are here!"

As soon as he walked into the living room, Yang Futian, who was drinking tea, smiled and greeted Xiao Jinian enthusiastically. There were already seven students sitting in the living room.

Xiao Jinian greeted Yang Futian and others one by one, and then sat down one by one according to the rankings of the Jinshi on the two lists. The servant quickly brought tea, but he felt a little strange that Lin Ran could not be seen.

Shortly after he sat down, several other subjects came in from outside. It was the same year that they submitted a memorial to impeach Gao Yao last time, and they greeted each other enthusiastically.

Whether they admit it or not, the fall of the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue Gao Yao and their teachers were able to return to the officialdom, they resolutely had their strength. Taking advantage of this opportunity, their small group has been established.

There is something called tacit understanding, everyone’s relationship is obviously closer, and the smile on their faces is naturally a little more.

"Where is the senior brother?" Ning Jiang, the head of the Ministry of War, came in, and immediately inquired.

"I just called my master's wife in..." Yang Futian replied, but then pointed and said, "Say Cao Cao and Cao Cao are here! Senior brother, we are all confused now, waiting for you to solve your doubts!"

"All of you were the same year, and your mother-in-law summoned me just now. I have to go. Please forgive me!" Lin Ran, wearing a crimson official uniform, walked into the living room and apologized to the Tongde Department, and said sincerely.

It is said that the Shuntian Prefecture is the farthest here, and Lin Ran should be the last to arrive. However, Lin Ran was responsible for the administrative and public security work of the city. He found an excuse to come to the south of the city, and those censors could not find any fault with him.

Now that Wu Shan is not at home, his son-in-law is considered half a son, and he is also qualified to come forward to entertain this group of friends with the same subject.

Everyone would not blame Yu Linran, and they stood up to greet Lin Ran. If it weren't for Lin Ran's relationship, they would probably not even be able to enter the door of this house.

Lin Ran followed the thirteen students present to return the gift, but he did not sit in the host's seat, but chose to sit in the first seat of the guest.

"Son-in-law, please use tea!" The butler Wu San looked red and showed him to the tea ceremony respectfully.

Lin Ran took the teacup and thanked with a smile: "I'm sorry, Butler Wu!"

Yang Futian ranked in the thirteen same subjects, so he sat behind him, but asked bluntly: "Senior Brother, stop swaying our appetite. Why did Gao Yao suddenly fall?"

Xiao Jinian and others also looked at Lin Ran, looking very confused about this matter.
Chapter completed!