Zhao Saner is just a choreographer, but she is a versatile figure in the Shuntian Prefecture yamen.
After a moment, Zhao Saner had already arrived. He came in obediently and kowtowed to the prefect Wang, and said, "Sir, call me a villain, I don't know what's going on?"
Wang Feng narrowed his eyes and said, "You have heard of what's happening outside?"
Zhao Saner hurriedly said, "I heard it."
"What do you think?" Wang Feng's face changed and his eyes were full of evil.
Zhao Saner glanced at Wang Feng and said, "Sir, that's just some low-ranking methods. The villain thought that Xu Qian would be so arrogant because of the three uncles."
"Yes." Wang Feng said casually: "But that's it, being ridden on the head is always uncomfortable. I have worked so hard for so many years, and no one has bullied me like this, not to mention that the one who bullies me is just a scholar.
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After pausing, Wang Feng continued, "What would happen if I caused some trouble for this Ruyifang?"
Zhao Saner said in surprise: "Sir, the other party is the uncle..."
Wang Feng smiled and said, "This is the purpose of me calling you. There is nothing to do with the country or relatives. The most important thing is to make some noise. Only when there is movement can you take advantage of it. Rumors will be spread immediately after you go out.
Just say that this Ruyifang is a way for a group of merchants to make money together. Also, what kind of business association is simply a shake of the foundation of the Ming Dynasty, scholars, farmers, businessmen, scholars, farmers, and businessmen. The ancestors used it for so many years.
What kind of virtue is a scholar? How can he be shaken by a few countries? In short, if you want to shake off all the measures in Ruyifang, it is best to add a few more comments like this. Businessmen dare to talk about hundreds of households and thousands of households.
If you entrust an official position in private, your heart will be punished!"
When Wang Feng said this, he picked up the teacup, blew the tea foam, and slowly said, "Go down, don't you have a brother who wants to join Shuntian Mansion to serve as a job? I'll ask him to come to some Mao tomorrow, I will fight here.
Very greeting.”
Zhao Saner was stunned for a moment and quickly said gratefully: "Sir, I'll do it now."
After listening to Wang Feng's instructions, Zhao Saner left hurriedly.
After Zhao Saner left, a grim smile appeared on Wang Feng's face. He drank all the tea in his hand, and then shouted: "Put the pen and ink."
The pen and ink fell on the desk, and Wang Feng wrote without hesitation: I have to report if I have something to do, but I am ordered to control the capital... I heard that there is a scholar Xu Qian, who is a juren, has a disrespectful behavior and goes privately... I also heard that Ruyifang has privately
Establishing a business association, setting up a hundred households, thousands of households, and ten thousand households, with such a heart, the ministers were very frightened. His official positions have always been in the temple and were sprinkled with merchants, and they actually ignored the national laws and made such a ridiculous act. Could it be that they had other intentions
? Furthermore, Ruyifang encouraged business, where was the law of establishing ancestors? When Taizu was still alive, he was deeply aware of the harm of merchants, so he issued an edict to the world to practice merchants...
After a stick of incense and a memorial was finished, Wang Feng checked it, took out another piece of white paper, and copied it again. He smiled coldly and asked someone to send it out.
"Hmph, don't you want to make trouble? Then I just fulfilled your wish."
Sitting down, Wang Feng wanted to have tea, but found that there were only tea leaves left in the tea cup. He put the tea cup on the table and cursed angrily: "Are you all dead? Pour tea!"
At this time, in the cabinet, the people on duty today were Yang Tinghe and Mao Ji. Jiang Mian had already gone to rest early last night.
Yang Tinghe is not old in the cabinet, but his health has always been poor. The palace cared for him and refused to let him work in the duty room. Instead, he was in an ear room next to him, which was decorated. It is as elegant and meticulous as a study. When you open the window, you can see the lush forest. Looking further into the distance, there is the royal garden, which makes you feel refreshed.
Yang Tinghe sat in the Taishi chair with half eyes, half closed, with a calm expression, with his elbow on the desk. In addition to the pen and ink, there were stacks of bills.
There is also a beast furnace on the desk, with smoke rising from the beast furnace, and smoke lingering with a hint of agarwood.
Yang Tinghe stopped writing since half an hour ago, but just closed his eyes and sat quietly, and his face looked very bad.
After a while, someone outside coughed. Yang Tinghe was very familiar with this sound. His eyes seemed to have long expected that the people outside would come. He slowly said: "Weizhi, come in."
Someone walked in with a smile. It was Mao Ji who was working in the office outside. Mao Ji said to Yang Tinghe with a little sad look: "Mr. Yang, the disaster in Henan seems to have worsened a little more. The prefect of Luoyang came to report it and said it was The refugees were growing, and there was a wind swaying in the wind. Standing at the top of the city, I saw the refugees outside, and there was no end. Yang Gong, the disaster was like fire, so I delayed it. Once someone took the opportunity to incite, it would be a place in Zhongzhou... ”
Yang Tinghe sighed, shook his hand, and stopped him, "After saying that, it is nothing more than the relief for Henan Governor Wang Chuan. I have already prepared a ticket and planned to replace Wang Chuan."
A hint of fear flashed across Mao Ji's eyes. You know, Wang Chuan was his disciple, and he couldn't help but say, "But it may not be a relief. The weather this year is really weird and capricious..."
Yang Tinghe said slowly: "This matter has been decided, you don't need to say more."
Mao Ji couldn't help but sigh and said, "I just don't know who Yang Gong recommended to take charge of Henan."
Yang Tinghe said: "Jingzhi recommended Jiang Zheng to me several times, saying that this person is quite conventional and decisive, and can take on great responsibilities. I plan to let him go."
Mao Ji couldn't help but be angry and sneered: "Jiang Zheng has a good composition and decisive behavior, but Yang Gong also works as a Ministry of Personnel. Don't you know that this person is insatiable? He may be able to restrain himself in the ministry, but Let him take charge of the government, hehe... To be honest, I don't know what it will look like."
Yang Tinghe said in a plain tone: "I have heard of this incident a little, but Jingzhi repeatedly recommends it. I can't refute his face. Besides, Jiang Zheng still has the ability. If he goes, the disaster will definitely happen. It can relieve it."
Mao Ji argued: "Even if the disaster can be alleviated, his surname is Jiang, he will probably die. Now the administration of the government is already broken, so we will promote such a person..."
Yang Tinghe smiled slightly and looked at him and said, "Disaster relief is a major matter now. If Jiang Zheng dares to be unscrupulous in office, I will naturally deal with him. I will use it when it should be used, and I will take what should be done."
When Mao Ji heard this, his body suddenly shook. He suddenly realized that the Yang Gong in front of him was finally going to take action.
Mao Ji couldn't help but feel excited. He couldn't help but think: "Borrow Jiang Zheng to save the disaster first, and start to settle the accounts once the disaster is relieved. Jiang Zheng was recommended by Jiang Mian. During several court meetings, Jiang Mian said good things to him. Logically speaking, Jiang Zheng is indeed capable and responsible, but there are losses in personal morality. If you pursue it, can Jiang Mian get rid of the relationship? To put it seriously, there are many ambiguous things between Jiang Mian and Jiang Zheng. Things are about hitting Jiang Zheng, which is to hit Jiang Mian. These two have been a teacher-student relationship for decades. Once Jiang Zheng collapses, Jiang Mian will also collapse. She is good at killing two birds with one hand. On the one hand, she indulges Jiang Zheng, and at the same time, she lets He helped the disaster and pushed this man to the forefront, and finally beat him up again. No matter how thick Jiang Mian was, he was afraid he couldn't bear it."
Thinking of this, Mao Ji couldn't help but sigh that he was ranked third in the cabinet. Only by destroying Jiang Mian could he go further. Finally, when Yang Tinghe retired, he would have a day to make a comeback. He believed that he was not Yang Tinghe's opponent.
, so he settled for the second best, and had been cursing Yang Tinghe against Jiang Mian. Yang Tinghe usually had a close attitude towards the two. Thinking about these days, Yang Tinghe was very displeased with Jiang Mian's performance, so he made up his mind.
It's just that there are some things that I know in my heart, but I can't say them clearly. Yang Tinghe has given him enough hints. Mao Ji knew it in his heart and smiled and said, "Mr. Yang's arrangement is very wonderful. In my opinion, let Jiang Zheng be
Come on, this person is indeed a bit capable, and there are indeed no other suitable personnel in the disaster situation in Henan.”
Yang Tinghe's face was calm, as if he was not targeting anyone, and he had no selfishness behind this appointment. His eyes darkened, his nose pulled down, and he closed his eyes and said, "You are here just for the disaster in Henan?"
Mao Ji remembered another important matter and hurriedly said, "That's right. There is a memorial from the prefect of Shuntian here. Please ask Mr. Yang to read it."
He became more and more respectful to Yang Tinghe, and couldn't help but be amazed. In fact, if the Yang Gong in front of him wanted to deal with it, it would be absolutely difficult for him to deal with such effortless planning.
This person can control Jiang Mian's honor and disgrace, in other words, he can be ruined at any time. Mao Ji only has the gratitude left in his heart, glad that he was standing in the right position and would not blow the wind like Jiang Mian.
Yang Tinghe took the memorial and frowned and said, "He, a prefect of Shuntian, also came to impeach him? Do you have any impression of Wang Feng?"
Mao Ji said: "Yes, this person is a Jinshi in the ninth year of Zhengde. Speaking of which, I am still his teacher. He was presided over the Nanjing Examination at that time."
Yang Tinghe nodded and said, "Is what he is doing true?"
Mao Ji said: "It's true. Mr. Yang may not have heard of it here, but on the side of the office, several clerks were also talking about this matter, and some of them were doing too much."
Yang Tinghe calmly put the memorial on his desk and said, "Since it is true, then we should support it, and we must support it strongly."
Mao Ji was confused and said with some confusion: "Support it strongly?"
Yang Tinghe said: "I'll read it, you can draw a ticket."
Mao Ji nodded, immediately spread the memorial, lifted up the pen, and the tip of the pen fell below the memorial.
Yang Tinghe stood up and was walking in the study with his hands on his back, as if he was still urging his stomach, and there was no movement for a long time.
Mao Ji's hand holding the pen was already a little numb, and it was not enough to put it in, so he had to be stiff like this. (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy, novels are better and faster!)