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Chapter 1013 Yan Family Godson

The troubles Lin Weiran encountered were not big, but it was not small either.

For example, Wu Shan just advised the emperor from the beginning, but was pushed back by someone, which badly affected his impression in the emperor's heart and was eventually dismissed from office.

There is a certain controversy about Lin Xuran's handling of Mrs. Zhang's case. If Lin Xuran is really labeled as "young and unbearable", it will give the emperor a bad impression.

Although things will not be removed from office, it is inevitable that Lin Junran will be demoted and released from office in the next attack, and will be re-leveled from the fourth-rank prefect or deputy inspector of the inspector.

Lin Weiran naturally saw all the dangers in this. He was busy with the mansion test a few days ago. He didn't think about anything or do anything, but he had already started planning.

Facing Wu Shan's kindness at this moment, his eyes faced Wu Shan's gaze and said inexplicably: "The son-in-law hopes that his father-in-law will not do anything right now!"

Don't do it?

When Wu Shan and others heard this answer, they looked at Lin Qingran even more confused, not understanding what he was selling.

"Of course, you should not do anything on the surface, but you have to help the son-in-law in private!" Lin Xuran said with a determined look on his face in front of everyone's confusing eyes.

Although he did not have a full chance of winning, he had already bullied him at the doorstep, so he naturally could not have been afraid to fight. The most important thing is that the Yan Party and the Xu Party are about to start a war, and the Lianghuai Chamber of Commerce led by Gao Yao was very sad to rely on Xu too much.

The power of the party.

That's right, it's undoubtedly a good time for him to choose to fight now.

Break days are holidays for officials to take a break, but in essence they are the hardest days.

They seem to have released all the energy they had raised in drinking tea in the yamen in the past two days, frequently appearing in the houses of all the big guys, weaving their network of relationships.

In front of Yan Mansion, people came and went, and there was a prosperous scene.

With Wu Shan being ordered to sit idle, Yan Ne, the left assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites, resolutely became the biggest favorite candidate for the new Minister of Rites, and it was a foregone conclusion that he took over.

In addition to Yan Song and Xu Jie, Yan Ne is one of the four best masters in Qing Ci. Yuan Wei successfully entered the cabinet and Guo Pu became a Tianguan, so naturally it was impossible for him to compete with him for the position of Minister of Rites.

The only variable is Li Chunfang, the Left Minister of the Ministry of Personnel. However, Li Chunfang had just taken the post of Left Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, and he was a Jinshi in the 26th year of Jiajing. He had a low qualification and was far less qualified than Yan Ne.

That's why the officials in the capital who were good at catching up with the flames went to Yan's house like locusts smelling blood, intending to curry favor with this upstart in the officialdom.

Unlike the former Minister of Rites Wu Shan, Yan Ne wrote his poems very well and were highly valued by the emperor. This Minister of Rites is just a springboard. Within two years, he will definitely be able to join the cabinet and become the highest-ranking cabinet master of this dynasty.

From officials of all sizes and large and small in the six ministries, to some officials who happened to be in the capital, and many relatives and friends, they all came to the door in the past two days, with great momentum to break the threshold.

Yan Ne was from Suzhou, Nanzhili, and was a Jinshi in the 20th year of Jiajing. He was promoted from Shuji to the Left Minister of Rites. He immediately took over as Minister of Rites, and his official career was undoubtedly very smooth.

His temperament is somewhat similar to his fellow villager Xu Jie. He is both a very easy-going person, but no matter how big the official is, he treats every official who comes to visit with courtesy.

Another group of officials was sent away, and the smile on Yan Ne's face disappeared, and she obviously felt a little tired.

"Dad, please use tea!"

Yan Ne's son Yan Cheng was born fair and had the beauty of a southerner. Although he was not very handsome, he was undoubtedly ugly and brought the tea channel obediently.

He followed the children of many senior officials and went to the Imperial College for studying because of his official career. Although he wanted to enter the officialdom through the imperial examination at the beginning, his defeat in the provincial examination in Nanzhili last year forced him to face the naked reality.

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There were so many scholars in the world, but he had to compete for the fame of Juren from Nanzhili, and later he even competed for the fame of Jinshi with scholars in the world. This road was too difficult.

The same is true. He has given up the path of imperial examinations and wants to become an official.

Yan Ne took the teacup, poured the tea with a teapot, and then took a sip of the tea. He felt like a long drought and a sweet rain, and he couldn't help but breathe a sip of turbid air.

"Dad, our family has been really glorious these two days, and several of them have come to Jiuqing!" Yan Cheng was also helping around, but his face was not morbid, and he looked energetic.

Yan Ne suddenly stopped drinking tea and looked up at Yan Cheng. Yan Cheng was very happy, but found that his father was stern, and he couldn't help but show a confused expression on his face.

Yan Ne put down the teacup and suddenly looked at her son seriously and said, "I was in the prime of my father's year, and ranked eighth in the second place. She was selected as a Shujishi and entered the Hanlin Academy. However, many people were sarcastic and sarcastic. You

How can you know why?"

Yan Cheng is a filial son and has always been proud of his father. However, it was the first time he knew that his father had such a rough experience. Most of the joy in his heart was immediately dispersed. He asked with empathy: "I don't know, please give me advice from my father.



He was only thirty years old and was already on the list of titles. He was still a Shujishi who was admitted to the Hanlin Academy. What potential is this, but he was still looked down upon, which is somewhat incredible.

Yan Ne saw his son's reaction and felt a little relieved, but he stretched out his index finger and pointed at his face, "This is because your father gave birth to this stingy face, so everyone knows that being a father is hard to become a father.

Unexpectedly, the priest believed in Taoism, loved Qingci, and devoted all his energy to the father, and served the priest with Qingci, and then he would be honored today."

In the current Ming Dynasty, it was never a capable minister, but a wise minister. He attached great importance to a person's appearance, and Yan Ne's face had become a great obstacle.

If it weren't for the Taoist Emperor Jiajing, an emperor who liked Qingci, then Yan Ne would have been transferred to the public and would never have been promoted to the Minister of Rites.

"The Holy One and the Holy One!" Yan Cheng was secretly surprised and sighed from the bottom of his heart.

Yan Ne nodded gently and looked at her son and warned seriously: "Among those who come to our family to congratulate today, there are actually those who used to laugh at being a father! Therefore, the people who can call you brothers and brothers now, if we are the ones in the future

When the Yan family is in trouble, they will also ridicule the Yan family and ridicule your father's face full of pockmarks." At the end, they pointed to the clearly visible pockmarks.

"Son, please listen to your father's teachings!" Yan Cheng suddenly woke up, put away his arrogant heart because his father was about to rise, and gave a long tribute to Yan Ne seriously.
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