As the two big bosses took action one after another, although Guangdong's officialdom was calm on the surface, there was already an undercurrent surging underneath.

Lin Haoran had the most prestigious civil service background. At a young age, he was already the fourth-rank magistrate of Guangzhou, and he was the future son-in-law of the Minister of Rites. Yan Rudou was the deputy envoy of the Procuratorate and the deputy envoy of the Guangdong Sea Patrol.

, is the core figure of the Yan Party in Guangdong and is expected to receive help from the next governor of Guangdong and Guangxi.

The officials in Guangdong are undoubtedly extremely conflicted. One is a big figure who will join the cabinet in the future and the other is the new big boss in Guangdong's officialdom. No matter which one it is, they officials cannot afford to offend them, but they have no choice but to offend them.

Don't choose between them.

It has to be said that more officials chose to succumb to Yan Rudou's power now. Once Wang Fangzhen is transferred, the position of governor of Guangdong and Guangxi will most likely fall to the Yan Party. At that time, Yan Rudou will definitely take advantage of the opportunity to become the leader of Guangdong.

The new boss.

It's just that in this Yanlin battle, who will win is undoubtedly still unknown.

Time has quietly arrived in late February, and the weather in Lingnan has become warmer, with a spring sun hanging in the sky. The back gardens of many houses in Guangzhou city are showing a beautiful scenery under the bright sun.

Wang Bai was wearing regular uniforms of the second grade. Unlike many palm officials, he, as chief envoy, did not have many official duties. The place where he stayed most every day was not the signing room, but the back garden where the spring scenery was getting stronger.

After this ups and downs in the officialdom, Wang Bai seems to have matured a lot, and his whole person looks wiser. Especially his eyes are not as sharp as before, giving people a very friendly feeling.

At this moment, he was strolling in the garden with his hands behind his back, and stopped in front of a lychee tree covered with light yellow flowers. He couldn't help but think of the poem "Eating three hundred lychees a day, I will grow up as a Lingnan native".

This has been the case throughout the ages. After being frustrated in the officialdom, it is inevitable that one will place his affection on the mountains and rivers. Like Tao Yuanming, it was after he was demoted that he wrote the unique poem "Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing the southern mountains."

Facing the spring scenery and lychee flowers, Wang Bai did not feel inspired to write poetry, but only felt bitter.

In the previous dynasty, a talented person could directly become an official, but the current talented person is a reflection of "not doing his job properly". Even the Zhu Junzi, who is famous all over the world for his talent, has not published any poems for a long time. This is definitely not a drying up of talent and learning, but

It was he who saw the stakes.

Wang Bai did not intend to write poetry. In fact, like many officials in the Ming Dynasty, he was not good at poetry. However, he liked to stroll around the back garden, sip a pot of good tea, or go for a walk outside.

But today, his plan needs to change, because someone came to visit, but he didn't want to see him.

"I'm here to pay my respects to the Lord of the feudal lord!"

Lin Haoran, who was wearing a fourth-grade official uniform, followed the housekeeper into the pavilion, and then greeted Wang Bai politely.

Lin Haoran visited Wang Bai as usual before taking office, and after leaving that time, he decided not to get close to Wang Bai again. But it was not that he had a guilty conscience, but that Wang Bai had a faint shadow of Xu Jie, who was gentle and kind here.

Underneath the appearance, I don’t know what kind of thoughts are hidden.

If possible, he hoped that all the officials in the world would be like Hu Niu, who could write the joy, anger, sorrow and joy on their faces. This would save him from having to be wary of anyone all the time, and he would not have to worry about who is the smiling tiger.

It's just that the situation is compelling and he needs to visit Wang Bo and try his best to gain his support or even form an alliance with him.

"Linfu Terrace, please take a seat!"

Wang Bai did not put on a high profile, but raised his hand gently and pointed to the stone bench next to him.

"Thank you, Master Fantai!"

Lin Haoran came with a purpose this time, so he returned the courtesy respectfully.

"Linfutai, what kind of tea do you like to drink?"

Wang Bai looked at the tea set on the table and asked with a smile.

Although there is a six-level difference between the two, if Wang Bai can ride on Lin Haoran's neck, this is not the case.

If Wang Bai was still responsible for purchasing ambergris, his future might change greatly. No one can say whether Jiajing would suddenly have a whim and recall Wang Bai to the capital to serve as the six ministers.

It's just that Wang Bai has lost the Holy Grace now. Not to mention returning to Beijing to serve as the Sixth Minister, even this chief envoy is not stable. If the Holy One hadn't been thinking about the old relationship, and the second-rank official really didn't have any worse arrangements, otherwise Wang Bai

I'm afraid Bai will have to move his position.

On the other hand, Lin Haoran, although he was only a fourth-rank magistrate of Guangzhou, had a Hanlin background, was a man deeply blessed by the Holy Spirit, and was a pioneer of the Shanghai-opening sect. His future career was bright.

Although the two have a superior-subordinate relationship, there is no real distinction between superior and inferior. They can only be treated as equals.

Lin Haoran would not make any mistakes, so he smiled at Wang Bai and said, "I am not familiar with the tea ceremony, so please give me some advice from the feudal lord!"

"Haha... I want to entertain the distinguished guests, go and get my treasured oolong tea!" Wang Bai chuckled, and ordered the butler next to him, and suddenly added: "Take away these tea sets and replace them with Zixing

The tea set was delivered!”

Lin Haoran looked very calm on the surface, with a well-placed smile on his face, but his eyes fell on the purple clay pot tea set, and then looked elsewhere.

In the officialdom, many things cannot be listened to, but must be carefully explored.

In the past, when he was the magistrate of Leizhou, he didn't have to worry about these things, but now that he has arrived in Guangzhou, he must know how to figure out Shangguan's thoughts, just like Yan Song was very good at figuring out Jiajing's thoughts.

"Yes!" The butler responded respectfully, then removed the tea set on the stone table and left.

"Why did Lin Futai pay this visit?" Wang Bai turned his head and looked at Lin Haoran, asking knowingly.

Lin Haoran couldn't tell whether Wang Bai was hostile from the gentle appearance, but he still said straight to the point: "I am here for the opening of the sea in the Ming Dynasty, and for the prosperity of Guangdong's economy!"

"Haha! This Chief Envoy already has a position but no power. I'm afraid I won't be able to help Lin Futai with such a big matter!" Wang Bai said in a self-deprecating tone, not sure if he was trying to evade or if he was deliberately teasing Lin Haoran.

Lin Haoran was not sure what his state of mind was, whether he was teasing himself, but he still asked seriously: "Master Fantai, I wonder what you think of Shi Kaihai?"

"It's better to open the sea than to open the sea, and it's better to close the sea than to close the sea. I can't make any judgment on this matter!" Wang Bai replied playfully.

Although Lin Haoran tried again and again, he couldn't test anything, and Wang Bai's attitude seemed ambiguous. It's just that Lin Haoran regarded Wang Bai as a stubborn customer, and used the familiar stalking method to slyly smile: "Fantai

Sir, in this case, do you also think that opening the sea is beneficial?"

Wang Bai was stunned when he heard this. He looked at Lin Haoran seriously for a moment and suddenly burst into laughter. Just from the titles of "Bamboo Gentleman" and "Lin Lei Gong" alone, it was clear that this man was upright, but now that he came into contact with him, he clearly had a rogue side.

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"Of course! If not, why did Leizhou City become so prosperous in just over a year?" Wang Bai obviously had a new understanding of Lin Haoran and answered seriously.

At first, he planned to "retaliate" against this person and shun him appropriately. After all, it was this person who pushed him down from the Guangdong boss into this mud. But now it seems that it is not necessary, because it has no effect at all.

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Chapter completed!