Chapter 240: Overcome, Yan Shifan's wishful thinking
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Lord Budo!
This weight is obviously not at the same level as that of Taichang Temple Shaoqing.
Although the most difficult thing in the imperial court is to advance from the fifth rank to the fourth rank, the fourth rank is still not considered a real high-ranking official.
Only when you reach the third rank are you considered high-ranking officials by everyone, and can you truly enter the most core echelon.
Being able to participate in the nomination is one of their privileges, and it can also represent something.
But today, someone has made such a leap under their own eyes. This makes the officials envious, but at the same time, they feel a sense of powerlessness in their hearts.
The distance is too far, even if you want to be envious, you can't be envious.
The eunuch in blue who delivered the message was named Ju Wenzhen. Several wrinkles had appeared on his fair and well-maintained face, and his black hair was also mixed with several streaks of paleness.
After receiving this good-looking errand, Ju Wenzhen did not dare to delay and ran over without stopping. At this moment, he was walking towards Zhao Wenhua's room under the strange eyes of a group of officials.
At the same time, Zhao Wenhua in the room seemed to hear the movement outside and sensed a different atmosphere outside.
With a creak, the check-in door was opened. Zhao Wenhua rushed out in one step and immediately met Ju Wenzhen's eyes outside.
Although he didn't have the feeling of a thousand years of looking at each other, from this moment of looking at each other, he understood him, and he also understood him.
Ju Wenzhen smiled and nodded: "Zhao Butang, congratulations."
Zhao Wenhua's guess was confirmed, and the joy on his face could no longer be suppressed, and he immediately looked up to the sky and smiled.
No matter how complicated their moods, the surrounding officials came to congratulate him one by one.
"Congratulations to the Lord, congratulations to the Lord!"
"There were magpies chirping in front of the hall early this morning. It's God's destiny that the master of the department should respond to this joy!"
"Your Excellency, if you are promoted to Young Situ, you will surely prosper in the future..."
Amidst the chaotic congratulations, Ju Wenzhen suddenly heard something that surprised him.
Ju Wenzhen, who woke up with a start, hurriedly greeted her and shouted: "It's not Shao Situ! It's not Shao Situ! You are all wrong!"
The advantage of eunuchs is that no matter how tumultuous the scene is, as long as they speak with that high-pitched voice, these people are the most beautiful people in the room.
After he howled so loudly, the officials present were stunned and turned to look at him.
Zhao Wenhua also frowned, what does this mean?
Ju Wenzhen hurriedly explained: "Your Excellency did not go to the Ministry of Household Affairs, but to the Ministry of Works to take up the post of Right Minister!"
Ministry of Industry?
The officials' expressions suddenly became embarrassed.
Although to them, there is no difference between the Ministry of Household Affairs and the Ministry of Works, both are equally distant.
But maybe for Zhao Shaoqing... no, Zhao Shilang, the gap is very big?
Zhao Wenhua was also stunned, but because of Yan Shifan's previous reminder, he had already been mentally prepared, but at this moment he didn't feel much loss.
"Haha! No problem!"
Facing the uneasy looks of the officials, Zhao Wenhua laughed and patted his chest: "Whether it's the Ministry of Industry or the Ministry of Household Affairs, they are all fat... very useful errands for the imperial court!"
"No matter which yamen I go to, I will serve the court well!"
"good!"
"Best regards, sir..."
The officials once again applauded.
Don’t talk about remuneration but talk about contribution. What a high level of consciousness this is!
We must learn from the Master, so that we can become the Master as soon as possible!
Ju Wenzhen on the side twitched the corners of his mouth. These civil servants have so many tricks up their sleeves.
Well, in his opinion, isn't the abbreviation for "an errand that can serve the imperial court very well" just "not a bad job"?
Ju Wenzhen rubbed his chin thoughtfully, thinking about whether to introduce this new concept into the palace... Isn't it a very bad job to serve His Majesty very well? Would the ancestors like it very much...
He faced like this, turned around and walked out.
The joys and sorrows of people are not the same. Even if Zhao Wenhua becomes prime minister, it will not have much to do with him as a messenger.
"This father-in-law!"
An outside voice interrupted Ju Wenzhen's contemplation. He looked up and found that it was Zhao Wenhua who stopped him.
"Father, please wait!"
Zhao Wenhua was in high spirits during happy events, his face glowing red and he said: "How can I let my father-in-law go all the way in vain?"
He waved his hand, and his attendant immediately ran over and handed an object to the eunuch.
Ju Wenzhen was stunned for a moment and took it with a somewhat unfamiliar movement, but something in the eunuch's nature made him subconsciously crush the thing with two fingers.
It seems...a lot...
Although his movements were very unfamiliar, Ju Wenzhen still had a blessed mind to estimate what was inside and the approximate quantity.
"Haha, it's my duty, it's my duty, it's my duty..."
Ju Wenzhen laughed dryly, but looked at Zhao Wenhua with a slightly strange look. After thanking him, he turned around and left.
Other officials also exclaimed in surprise, thinking that this person had actually wrapped the money in advance. How confident is he?
"Sir, do you have the money to please me?" a clerk on the side joked.
There is no such thing as a red envelope yet. Everyone calls it "pleasant money". It is often used to announce good news after the imperial examination, to announce good news about promotions and appointments, etc.
Zhao Wenhua was not angry when he was asked for money. He laughed and said: "Yes! We all have it! We all have a share today!"
As he said this, he greeted the long attendant behind him and handed him money. He also put his hand into the sleeves under his official robe, pulled out a few pieces of silver and threw it into the crowd.
Cheers burst out one after another, and the lively atmosphere in the yamen instantly rose to several levels.
Good guy, the money given to others for weddings is just copper coins, and the person who robbed it just wanted to celebrate, but Minister Zhao just threw away the silver coins!
Not only him, but also his long body was carrying broken silver, and he scattered five handfuls of it on his face.
The responsibilities of Taichang Temple include mausoleum sacrifices, rituals, music, rituals, etc., which are not very lucrative jobs, so the officials here don't have much extra money on weekdays.
Now that someone is offering money, is there any reason not to pick it up?
Therefore, when the Minister of Taichang Temple came here with several other officials, this was what he saw.
Almost all the officials of Taichang Temple came to the lobby of the Yamen, snatching up the scraps of silver underneath. In the center of the crowd, Zhao Wenhua, dressed in scarlet robes, smiled like a fool and kept throwing money away.
This scene was so shocking that several people were stunned.
Except for the Minister of Taichang Temple, these people are all officials of the Yan Party.
Now that Zhao Wenhua has been promoted to Minister, everyone naturally wants to express their congratulations and congratulate Zhao Wenhua for finally taking a crucial step.
But I didn't expect to see this scene directly.
Zhao Wenhua was also attracted by the sound of opening the door. He turned his head and his eyes lit up: "Wan Li, Jing Qing...are you here?"
Grabbing the money... No, the officials who were picking up the money noticed that there were so many ministers standing outside the door. They all woke up from the joy of picking up the money and silently backed away with pale faces.
Guan Peng strode forward with a dark face, looked around at the mess around him, and the flesh on his face twitched: "What are you doing?"
"Of course it's a wedding gift!"
Zhao Wenhua said matter-of-factly: "Brother Wan Li, every scholar among the country people has to give out some gift money. Now that I have been promoted to the position of minister, I naturally have to give out some gift money to the adults present."
The implication is that we can't be inferior to the poor scholars in the countryside, right?
Guan Peng's eyes darkened. It's OK to give away wedding money, but you can go outside and give it away. No one will care about you even if you give away all your wealth.
But this is the palace, this is Taichang Temple, you are just throwing wedding money here while riding a horse??
How many people in the entire court are as flamboyant as you?
Guan Peng took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart. After all, Zhao Wenhua was now a minister of the third rank. No matter what Guan Peng thought, he must be given enough respect in public.
At the same time, Yan Maoqing and others from behind also came up.
Taichang Qing saw something was wrong in the atmosphere, and said with a smile in the middle: "Zhao Budang, everyone is on duty now, so forget it if you can't leave. When you are free, you must come, our Taichang Temple
All of you, my lords, would like to have a meal of practice with you."
"That's natural." Zhao Wenhua laughed and nodded.
He seemed to be aware of Guan Peng's attitude, but he didn't say anything.
Yan Maoqing smiled at the side and said: "I just came over to take a look and congratulate Zhao Shilang on his promotion. Now that there is nothing to do, Zhao Butang will go to the Ministry of Works to take care of the transfer matter and appoint the right minister of the Ministry of Works as soon as possible.
"
"Lord Xie Tingwei, I understand."
Zhao Wenhua saluted with a smile, then said goodbye to everyone present and rushed to the Ministry of Works.
"Lord Fengchang, we also take our leave."
"Everyone, walk slowly."
The Minister of Taichang Temple sent away a group of strict party officials with a smile, and turned back to meet the eyes of a group of officials.
Now that Zhao Wenhua is gone, Taichang Temple has a vacant position for the fourth rank.
Fourth-rank official! Imperial official! What a rare position!
Countless people are forced to fight for their scalps!
Although there is not a single fifth-rank official in Taichang Temple who is not qualified to compete for this precious opportunity, they still have friends they know and connections.
Nowadays, as long as you get a little inside information, you can exchange favors, gold and silver...
Unfortunately, Taichang Temple Minister just smiled and turned back to the check-in room. He had no intention of saying anything to them. The officials did not dare to ask any more questions. There were only a few slight sighs in the lobby.
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Zhao Wenhua was the first to leave from Taichang Temple, and Guan Peng and several other people left behind. However, the two groups of people walked in different directions.
The former went to the Ministry of Industry, while the latter left the imperial city together and rushed to the Yan Mansion.
This time Ting Tui did not get the position of Right Minister of Household Affairs, which was a mistake for several people. They always have to discuss how to explain to Yan Song.
After arriving at Yan's Mansion, Yan Shifan was already waiting for them here.
A sumptuous banquet was placed in the small courtyard. The table was filled with sumptuous delicacies from mountains and seas, and the aroma was fragrant. Several ministers were stunned when they saw it.
If Yan Song was still here, he would never be able to eat this kind of thing.
"Thank you for your hard work, gentlemen."
Yan Shifan raised his wine glass with them with a smile: "Today's victory is indispensable, thanks to the contributions of all of you!"
He had already learned about the results of this referral from other channels.
Several ministers were not surprised by this. Guan Peng said helplessly: "Xiao Xiangye, it is not a success. This time, I still failed to get the position of Right Minister of Household Affairs."
"Just try your best."
Yan Shifan comforted them with a smile: "You can't always do things according to people's wishes. It's already good to get the position of a minister. After all, this is what we earned in vain."
This makes sense. Isn't this position earned for nothing? I should be happy to have a minister-in-waiting position out of thin air.
Several people also understood this truth and came to sit at the table one by one.
"It's just Prime Minister Yan's side..." Guan Peng said hesitantly.
Yan Song's previous letter had repeatedly emphasized that he should try his best to capture the right minister of the Ministry of Revenue. If he could not capture him, then he must not let He Shen's people capture him.
But what have they done now? Neither of these two requirements have been met.
"It doesn't matter."
Yan Shifan placed the kuaizi and motioned for everyone to start eating.
But since I have worries in my heart, even the delicacies are not satisfying.
Yan Shifan sighed softly when he saw this, put down the Kuaizi in his hand, and comforted Guan Peng: "Shilang Guan, I will tell my father, so don't worry anymore."
"The former right minister of the Ministry of Finance was Han Mulu. He is a member of Cai Jing, but he is still not allowed to obey us in the Ministry of Finance?"
The Minister of Household Affairs is Yan Song, and the Left Minister is Guan Peng. If the remaining Right Minister is disobedient, these two people have many ways to deal with him.
Several other people also understand this truth, but what they are most worried about is actually not being able to pass Yan Song's test. Now that they have Yan Shifan's guarantee, everything will be fine.
"only……"
Guan Peng was still a little worried: "Su Ling'a is not like Han Mulu. This person is extremely cunning and has no bottom line..."
To this day, when Guan Peng thinks about being eavesdropped and coerced by Su Ling'a that day at the Zhengdan Court, his blood surges and he gnashes his teeth.
Several other people laughed and persuaded him. No matter how smart Su Ling'a was, he could turn into a monkey if he touched his hair, but he could not escape the Tathagata Buddha's Five Finger Mountain.
"It doesn't matter."
Yan Shifan placed the kuaizi and motioned for everyone to start eating.
But since I have worries in my heart, even the delicacies are not satisfying.
Yan Shifan sighed softly when he saw this, put down the Kuaizi in his hand, and comforted Guan Peng: "Shilang Guan, I will tell my father, so don't worry anymore."
"The former right minister of the Ministry of Finance was Han Mulu. He is Cai Jing's man, but he is still not allowed to obey us in the Ministry of Finance?"
The Minister of Household Affairs is Yan Song, and the Left Minister is Guan Peng. If the remaining Right Minister is disobedient, these two people have many ways to deal with him.
Several other people also understand this truth, but what they are most worried about is actually not being able to pass Yan Song's test. Now that they have Yan Shifan's guarantee, everything will be fine.
"only……"
Guan Peng was still a little worried: "Su Ling'a is not like Han Mulu. This person is extremely cunning and has no bottom line..."
To this day, when Guan Peng thinks about being eavesdropped and coerced by Su Ling'a that day at the Zhengdan Court, his blood surges and he gnashes his teeth.
Several other people laughed and persuaded him, no matter how shrewd Su Ling'a is, he can turn into a monkey if he touches the hair, but he can't escape the Tathagata Buddha's Five Finger Mountain.