"Yin Tai, Minister of Rites in Nanjing!"

Yan Song paused and said an unexpected name loudly.

Yin Tai was a Jinshi in the 14th year of Jiajing, but his personality was too straightforward and offended people many times, resulting in a bad career. He was promoted to the Hanlin Academy to serve as a lecturer.

Even so, the darkest moment of his career came immediately. In the second year, he was "promoted" from the Hanlin Academy to the Nanjing Imperial College Supervisor, thus entering the Nanjing retirement sequence.

However, after arriving in Nanjing, Yin Tai's official fortunes improved.

First, he rose from the priest of the Imperial College in Nanjing to the Left Minister of Rites in Nanjing. After the incident with Wang Yongbin, the former Minister of Rites in Nanjing, he took a big step and directly became the Minister of Rites in Nanjing.

Although he was still in Nanjing, Yin Tai had already reached the second rank of official position and was a nominal senior official. Once he could be transferred to Beijing, he would be the six ministers and would become a major figure in the officialdom.

Now Yan Song recommends Yin Tai, which undoubtedly gives Yin Tai a chance to recover. Just like Yan Song, who went to Beijing for a visit as the Minister of Rites in Nanjing, successfully stayed in Beijing as the Minister of Rites, and then entered the Yan Song era in the officialdom.

"Yin Tai?"

Jiajing frowned slightly, and he didn't have a deep impression of Yin Tai. He couldn't remember the appearance of this person for a moment.

However, he did not reject this choice. Although he did not like the Qingliu in Nanjing, the character of those Qingliu was indeed more secure. The Minister of Rites was all from Ci ministers. If he had to go to Lian by such arrogant Ci ministers, he would have been a member of the noble Ci ministers.

State is indeed a very suitable candidate.

Yan Song seemed worried that Jiajing was not satisfied, so he added: "Guangdong is thousands of miles away from the capital. If he sends officials from the capital, the old minister may delay the great affairs of the emperor!"

"You are thinking carefully!" Jiajing nodded slightly, agreeing to this candidate.

"This matter should be urgent!" Yan Song secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then bowed earnestly: "The old minister thinks: The emperor can ask Shangshu Yin to come with His Majesty's kindness and reward. Once the achievements are verified, he can treat the meritorious ministers on the spot.

Show the emperor's kindness!"

"How to give me a favor?" Jiajing nodded slightly, then asked curiously.

Yan Song first bowed his hand and then made a gesture of invitation and said: "The old minister has already made a ticket in the memorial, please ask the emperor to read it!"

Only then did Jiajing realize that in the memorial in his hand, there was indeed a note posted, which wrote the reward opinions for the relevant officials, but his eyebrows were slightly furrowed.

Huang Jin was moved in his heart and couldn't help but look at Yan Song secretly. He knew that the matter was not done in line with the emperor's wishes, but suddenly heard Jiajing ask, "Why didn't you see Lin Wenkui's reward?"

Reward if you have merits and punish if you have mistakes. This is the political skill that Jiajing likes to use.

Yan Song's face immediately turned bitter, and he bowed and explained: "Lin Wenkui was eighteen years old, and the emperor had already given great grace. Now he is more responsible for the important task of opening the sea in Leizhou, so it is not appropriate to do any rewards!"

Huh?

Feng Bao was waiting behind Huang Jin. At this time, he heard the three words "Lin Wenkui" and immediately became energetic.

Jiajing's brows frowned slightly. This was not his usual punishment method, but Yan Song's words made sense. Lin Qingran was too young and now he was in an important position, so it was indeed not advisable to give too many rewards.

The matter was settled, and Wu Shan, the Minister of Rites in Nanjing, went to Lianzhou City as an imperial envoy to verify the dredging of the Nanliu River, and verified the "water-blocking and sand-floating method".

At night, the lights and candles are bright.

After taking a pill, Jiajing originally planned to fall asleep and sleep, but he didn't know if Huang Jin gave the wrong pill or if something went wrong when refining the medicine, but instead made him more energetic as he slept.

After tossing and turning, he reviewed the memorial under the lamp, and was soon attracted by the three memorials.

One is a memorial submitted by the Guangdong Dusi. The Haibei Bingbei Dao and Shendianwei and Qiongzhouwei successfully cleared out the good news of the war between the two thousand Red Flag Gangs, and requested credit for the relevant people.

A copy of the Guangdong Censorate was submitted. Because the Haibei soldiers seized tens of thousands of stones of rice from the Hongqi Gang to alleviate the disaster in Guangdong, they wrote a letter to ask for contributions for Lin Qinran.

A memorial submitted by the Guangdong Provincial Administration Secretary, when the Leizhou Prefecture settled the victims properly in Guangdong, and even stabilized the rice price in Leizhou City. He wrote a letter to Lin Qingran to ask for merit.

Seeing these three memorials but seeking merit for the same person, Jiajing's brows immediately frowned deeply. First, a thought of "conspiracy" flashed through, but it soon disappeared.

Although all the three Guangdong officials asked Lin Qingran for their contributions, it was caused by the same thing. That is, Lin Qingran wiped out the Hongqi Gang and obtained a large amount of rice, which alleviated the disaster in Guangdong.

After thinking about this, his mood immediately became more relaxed and he found that Lin Wenkui could indeed help him relieve his worries.

At this moment, he looked up and saw Feng Bao, the little eunuch who was carefully sending sandalwood in. He asked in a strange way: "Feng Bao, you are a eunuch in the church at a young age, and the official in the inner ranks is already a high position.

Why?"

"Your Majesty, this is God's will!" Feng Bao immediately knelt down and replied carefully.

Jiajing raised his eyebrows slightly, and he became a little interested and said, "How do you say this!"

"In the past, villains did not die after shipwrecks, but it was not that villains had a great life, but that God needed someone to lead the way for the holy deer. The villains led the holy deer to the Garden of Beasts, so that they could receive the favor of the saint. Therefore, the reason why villains were able to do so was able to do so was

The residence in the hall is all because of the will of the Gods and the will of the Emperor!" Feng Bao knelt on the ground and said seriously.

Jiajing laughed loudly and said, "Haha... What a good one: God's will, the emperor's will! Wonderful, wonderful!"

Feng Bao heard Jiajing's laughter and secretly sweated, knowing that the emperor did not want to blame him.

After Jiajing praised it, he suddenly sighed: "What a pity! What a pity! In this inner palace, I can make a decision, but in the extension, I will be constrained everywhere. If I don't want to mention anyone, I will

Who are you promoting!"

"The villain doesn't understand! But whoever God wants to receive rewards and whoever the emperor wants to receive glory, there is God's will in this dark!" Feng Bao said seriously again.

Jiajing looked up slightly at Feng Bao who was kneeling on the ground, and as if he had some clarity, he actually nodded gently.

He believed in God and believed that he was the son of God. If not, how could he, a prince, legally succeed the Grand Duchy and become the monarch of the Ming Dynasty?

His eyes fell on the three memorials for asking for me again, but he had a slight headache. In fact, it was not just because he was worried about the opposition of the civil officials, but because he also felt that Lin Junran was too young and seemed to be not suitable for promotion.
Chapter completed!