As time passed, the man sitting in the hall remained silent.

Zhang Guohui couldn't help but raise his head secretly, but his eyes met Lin Haoran's, as if he was being stared at by a tiger, and he immediately lowered his head in panic.

At this moment, he truly realized the seriousness of the problem.

They knew clearly that the new cabinet veteran and Minister of the Ministry of War was likely to come to the Ministry of War Yamen today, but none of them paid enough attention.

Not only did they get drunk at Yang Bo's promotion banquet last night, but they also came to the office today and were lazy everywhere, and some of them even stayed at home.

It wasn't until people arrived at the lobby of the Ministry of War that they, the subordinate officers, hurried over to greet them. This was not only dereliction of duty, but also disrespectful to the elder.

Time passed by minute by second, but facing Lin Haoran sitting upright in the hall, the officials in the hall did not even dare to take a deep breath.

Lin Haoran saw that there was no movement in the hall and knew that no more officials would come, so he asked with a smile: "Is everyone... all here?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Guohui and others couldn't help but look around. There were four divisions under the Ministry of War, and the number of people was not large, so just a few glances revealed that there were several missing people here.

Zhao Huan has been standing by obediently, already knowing who is missing in this class. In fact, when he just greeted the teacher at the door, he knew that the discipline of the military department was lax, and he also knew who had not arrived yet.

Lin Haoran had just asked someone to close the door and already had a purpose. He turned to look at Zhao Huan and said, "Wen Guang!"

"Brother... I'm here!" Zhao Huan stood up immediately and responded respectfully.

Lin Haoran glanced at Zhang Guohui and others, and then calmly ordered: "Roll roll!"

"Yes!" Zhao Huan responded, went to the clerk to get the booklet, and then rounded up the officials present one by one.

Zhang Guohui and others who were kneeling on the ground couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although they were at fault for being unwelcome, the new cabinet elder was already pointing his finger at the unlucky ones who had not yet arrived.

Zhao Huan is a native of Yecheng, Shandong. He was a Jinshi in the 44th year of Jiajing reign. He can be said to be Lin Haoran's genuine disciple. He was first awarded the Jinshi Scholarship of Guanzheng by the Ministry of War. Thanks to Lin Haoran's support, he is now the head of the Military Selection Department.

Faced with the errands given by Lin Haoran, he naturally would not falsify them, but would record all the people who came and those who were absent in a book, and then respectfully presented it to Lin Haoran.

It was at this moment that a burst of cursing sounds came from outside the door.

this……

Zhang Guohui and other officials couldn't help but sweat secretly when they heard the roar outside. The unlucky ones like Wei Zheng, the staff doctor, had already arrived.

Lin Haoran seemed to turn a deaf ear, but he scanned the book. Because of his excellent memory and his already familiarity with the personnel of the Ministry of War, he wrote down all the absent people.

So many years of experience in governing have made him understand a truth: if you want to do something, you can't just rely on your own efforts. You also need the people below to follow you and sort out the personnel so that everything can be done well.

Lin Haoran gently put down the roster, and then asked calmly: "I am also the Minister of the Ministry of War. You don't know about this until now, right?"

"Your Majesty knows!" Zhang Guohui and others responded politely with bitter looks on their faces.

They drank too much last night, but now the military department is leaderless. In addition, they did not dare to mention Lin Haoran's welcome at the banquet last night. As a result, Lin Haoran arrived earlier than expected, which made them immediately fall into embarrassment.

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Lin Haoran maintained the high profile of the Pavilion Elder and said calmly: "I arrived in front of the Ministry of War Yamen and you didn't come out to greet me. I don't have to pursue this matter! It's just a matter of the lax management of the Pavilion Elder and Yang Shangshu.

The wind is different. Since I took office in Leizhou Prefecture, I have been strict in governing the government. From now on, if you dare to be so lax and go to the Yamen instead of focusing on official duties, I will definitely not treat you lightly!"

"I know my mistake!" Zhang Guohui and others responded politely as if they had received an amnesty.

Lin Haoran's expression softened a little, and he said calmly to the officials in the hall: "Get up!"

"Thank you, Mr. Ge!" Zhang Guohui and others, whose legs were sore from kneeling, hurriedly thanked them and stood up.

Bang...

A jar flew in from outside over the wall and landed heavily on the green brick floor of the main courtyard. It immediately broke into several large pieces and splashed out a pool of smelly water.

this……

Zhang Guohui and others were stunned when they saw this movement.

Although they all knew that Wei Zheng had always been very tough and only Yang Bo could cure this thorn, they never expected that Wei Zheng would do such a thing.

As soon as they thought of this, they couldn't help but turn their heads and look at Lin Haoran in the hall, wondering how the elder would handle this big or small matter.

The weather today is very good. The scorching sun is high in the sky and is shining from the east to the west. The scorching sunshine has exposed all the people and things in the lane in front of the military department.

A middle-aged official wearing a fifth-grade official uniform had just come from Jiaofangsi with several officials. Seeing the locked door of the yamen and facing the dazzling sunlight aroused the anger in his heart.

What only made him angry was that Fang Lang Wei Zhengzhong, a distinguished employee of the Ministry of War, knocked on the door of his yamen for a long time, but the people inside didn't respond at all.

"If you open the door, are all the people inside dead?"

After Wei Zheng confirmed that today was not a holiday, he threw a jar inside. When he saw that there was still no movement at the door, he cursed in anger.

There was quite a lot of commotion here. Several officials from the Ministry of Works Yamen nearby seemed to be very relaxed. After hearing the commotion, they came out to watch the excitement here.

An official from the Ministry of Works also curiously asked an acquaintance from the Ministry of War about the situation. When he learned that the door of the Ministry of War yamen was closed, he also cast a doubtful look.

squeak……

It was at this moment that the red-painted door of the Ministry of War's Yamen slowly opened, and there was finally a response from inside.

Wei Zheng and other officials had been exposed here all the time, and they were already holding back a ball of fire in their hearts. They were about to yell at the person who opened the door, but when they saw the person coming out from inside, they couldn't help but froze.

Even if they don't recognize this person, they can clearly see that he is wearing a first-class official uniform, and they can even guess who the young people of the Ming Dynasty can wear this official uniform.

How is that possible? How did he... get here?
Chapter completed!