The first rest day in March ended, and the next morning, officials returned to their daily affairs one after another, and this quiet Beijing city resolutely returned to their busy schedules.

Xiao Yongfang, Yangfu, this beautiful house, woke up from the crowing roosters, and lights were lit in several places, and a group of servants and maids seemed to be well trained and busy.

"Good my father!" Yang Junmin, wearing the eighth-rank official uniform, sorted himself meticulously. When he saw Yang Bo coming to the front yard, he stepped forward and saluted respectfully.

Yang Junmin was a second-class Jinshi in the 41st year of Jiajing. Naturally, it was impossible to be directly granted the sixth-rank chief with high authority. Instead, he was granted the internship chief according to the custom. The internship period ranged from one to three years, usually

Three years of assessment to stay or stay.

But don’t underestimate the position of the six ministries, so as not to take the assessment of the Ministry of Personnel seriously.

Although the head of the Six Ministry is the lowest Jinshi officer in the capital, there are usually four or five officials in one department, and they have great power and have great hope of becoming an official of the Six Ministry.

"Um!"

Yang Bo was also proud of his son, so he nodded gently.

Although it was a pity that his son failed to enter the Hanlin Academy, with the political resources he accumulated, he would be able to successfully support his son to the position of the Six Ministers of the Ministry of Justice, thus ensuring that his Yang family is at least two generations.

But unlike Yan Song, Xu Jie and others, although they were once glorious, they were "no successors" and in the end they would only be the ones who left and were cold.

Yang Junmin read the books of sages since he was a child, and he also obtained the title of Jinshi. This "filial piety" has long been deeply rooted in the bones, and he seemed to be respectfully invited his father to the sedan chair.

Since the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Revenue are not far apart, the father and son always go out to the yamen together. However, compared with Yang Bo Feng's eight-carriage sedan, Yang Junmin's two-carriage sedan was pitifully small.

Yang Bo was about to get on the sedan chair, as if he had thought of something, and said to Yang Junmin who was standing beside him: "Be careful when doing things these days, and would rather not act than make big mistakes! Wait until this month, the Ministry of Personnel

After the assessment is over, I will help you find the next position of the head of the Ministry of Revenue for your father!”

Unlike Xu Jie who left his younger brother in Nanjing to retire, Yang Bo did not shy away from taking care of his son. He even planned to find a position as a member of the Ministry of Revenue for his son in another year.

"Assues your father's arrangements!" Yang Junmin endured the excitement in his heart and immediately saluted respectfully.

In the officialdom, how can I not know what this means? If my father had not mentioned it before, he would have danced and even held a promotion banquet.

Yang Bo took it for granted to support his son as if he was just a casual word and walked into the sedan chair.

"Get up the sedan chair!"

When the butler saw Yang Bo sitting in the sedan chair, he stood beside the sedan chair and sang. The eight sedan chairmen immediately lifted the sedan chair and left the open door.

Yang Junmin quickly got into the sedan chair, following the past, and following closely behind his father in the sedan chair. In his heart, his father was a mountain, and even in this court, no one could challenge his father.

people.

In early spring, the sky is still bright and the vision is limited to a certain extent.

The five cities of the Military Affairs Office and the City South Police Office have already taken to the streets and are maintaining order here. The old man always shows off his "learning" and introduces the people sitting in the sedan chair.

Since the Yan family and his son left office, the most impressive sedan were neither the two prime ministers of the current dynasty, nor the most powerful ministers of the Ministry of Personnel and the Minister of Revenue, but the current minister of the Ministry of War Yang Bo.

Yang Bo relied on military affairs to be appreciated by the emperor, and behind it was the financial support of Shanxi merchants, which made him able to afford eight sedan chairmen and use eight-carrying sedan chairs in accordance with the ritual.

"Sell newspapers! The freshly released "Shuntian Daily" only costs three cents per copy!"

But I don’t know when, every morning, there are always tender children’s voices coming from the streets and alleys. They carry newspapers filled with ink fragrance in cloth bags and sell newspapers to pedestrians on the street.

These newspaper boys are all poor children. They sell newspapers during the day, and in the evening they go back to the private school founded by Shuntian Daily. They also spend the night there at night, which makes them make money to support their families and study.

Of course, many people don’t know about these things, only know that the Shuntian Daily is sold by children. Many of these children are eloquent and have bright smiles on their faces.

"Give me one!"

The officials in the capital are not short of such a small amount of money. In particular, the Shuntian Daily not only publishes interesting information, but also publishes a lot of useful information, and also has a serialization of Mr. Jin Yong.

The early morning of March still reveals a little coolness, which makes the body tremble a little.

Yang Bo has a rich military career, and he will be stuffy when wearing too much during the day, so he is wearing a little thin now, which makes him silently endure the test of the weather.

His hands on his legs were frozen cold, which made him unable to help but hold some of his legs tightly. He sat in the sedan chair with his eyes closed and resting, but his mind was considering the choice of the Governor General of Ji Liao.

To be honest, Yang Xuan is the candidate for the Ji Liao Governor whom he likes. Although Yang Xuan does not have too strong military talent, he is obedient. It is just a strategic mistake of Duoyan Wei, and this responsibility cannot be attributed to him, the Minister of War or

Emperor, so Yang Xuan could only bear all the consequences.

Liu Tao's assistance to Hu Zongxian in Jiangsu and Zhejiang had already proved his military talent, but this person was closer to Yuan Wei and Dong Fen, but he would inevitably threaten his position.

He suddenly thought of the current governor of Zhejiang Zhizhi, Zhao Bingran. If Zhao Bingran could be replaced by Liu Tao, it would undoubtedly be more in his own interests. But then he thought that the position of Zhejiang Zhizhi governor was also not to be missed. Once this position was moved, it would be impossible to be accurate.

It really gives Hu Zongxian the opportunity to afford it.

Just thinking about these complex personnel issues, I suddenly felt a little noisy outside, and even a sound of bulging voices in the distance.

"Stop the sedan!"

Someone shouted behind him, but the butler hurriedly ordered the sedan chairman: "Stop!"

Yang Bo frowned slightly, but he didn't know what was going on.

The housekeeper reported it as soon as possible: "Master, the young master is here, but he doesn't know what's going on!"

While talking, Yang Songmin came to the sedan chair panting and said unhurriedly to Yang Bo in the sedan chair: "Dad, please...please look at this!"

Yang Bo looked at his son for no reason, then reached out to take the paper handed in. It was the Shuntian Daily, which had just been drying ink, but saw the front page resolutely read: "The horse's hooves in the north are fast, one day
Chapter completed!