Just now, this young man has shown his sharpness by thinking about involving the person in Ningguo Mansion and solving the problem once and for all. However, he can actually think of this kind of solution. Even Yu Zhen... can think of it with a little effort.
But what he and Yu Zhen are, they have been surrounded by their fathers for a long time, and only then can they get a glimpse of these things.
As for what happened next, I originally thought that Jia Heng wanted to use him to impeach the person in the Ningguo Mansion, but to be honest, let alone not saying that he didn't have the ability, even if he did, he probably wouldn't do it.
In his view, in a duke's family like the Jia family, the head of the family plotted to harm the clan members and colluded with thieves and bandits to murder the clan members. Such accusations would make the emperor angry, and the Ning Guofu man would be reprimanded. When he was worried about side affairs and was in a bad mood,
, I wonder if Jia Zhen is really likely to be deprived of her title or demoted?
Well, could it be that Jia Ziyu counts...
No, probably not, then he is not a human being, he is a monster.
Han Hui instinctively put this issue aside.
In short, even if he could do it, he wouldn't do it because... there is no benefit, or the gain outweighs the loss.
Even if he wants to help Jia Ziyu, there are other ways than going into battle naked.
Just as Wang Xifeng threatened when she set up Second Sister You and Jia Lian, "You can accuse my Jia family of treason, and it won't matter!"
Han Hui looked at the young man in blue shirt across from him with burning eyes. For the first time, he felt heartbroken. The other party could infer that Xu Lu was a member of the emperor and that he was a backbone of the imperial party, and then figured out the key points just now.
Just talking about this section, not only is this person's literary talent, but also his intelligence... superior to him?
He knows autumn when he sees a leaf. He has insight into the subtleties. This is a wise man.
Once such tactics enter the officialdom, they are bound to stir up troubles.
At this moment, Han Hui suppressed the urge to introduce the young man in front of him to his father, restrained his shining eyes, and said with a smile: "Zi Yu, you can go directly to Xu Deqing and explain the whole story in the letter of greeting. With your Ning Guo
Xu Deqing will not disappear if his clan identity is reported, it is impossible to say..."
"Just what you want!" Jia Heng, Yu Zhen and Han Hui all said.
Jia Heng's eyes flashed, and his mind kept thinking.
Perhaps for the son of the second minister in the cabinet, impeachment is not only fruitless, but also easy to anger the four princes and princes. But Xu Lu, who has always been known as the hawk of the emperor and the aloof minister, must be like a shark that smells blood.
,ecstatic.
This is why he did not seek help from Han Hui at the beginning. His value was not enough for the son of the second assistant to use political resources.
In the final analysis, it is still because there is no fame.
If you take the title, you will be in the autumn of August next year and the spring of the year after March, that is, it will be March of the year after next at the earliest. But if it is heard by the emperor...
Just when Jia Heng was thinking about his plan.
Han Hui's face was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking about something, and he said: "Wendu, if Lord Xu comes to the throne, I can ask Uncle Yu to come to the throne to respond."
Yu Zhen's eyes flashed, a light flashed in his mind, and he vaguely understood something.
At that time, Jiang Hao, the censor of Zuodu, was over seventy years old and already wanted to beg for bones. The Imperial Procuratorate was bound to undergo major personnel changes, and his father, who was the censor of Youqiandu, was in a low position.
.
This is why he felt strange when he heard Han Hui say just now that his father, the second minister of the dynasty, praised Fengxian Yasi, the governor of Lu.
Jia Heng looked at Han Hui in surprise and suddenly thought of many things. He did not think that Han Hui was simply selling him a favor.
Han Hui looked at the young man opposite and said in a clear voice: "Xu Deqing, who is forty-five years old. After passing the first grade in the Department of Science and Technology, he first entered the Metropolitan Procuratorate and became the censor of Jiangnan Province. Later, he offended someone.
He was sent to the county magistrate and spent more than 20 years in the officialdom. He moved to Huguang, Henan, Yunnan and Guizhou, and was promoted to inspector and chief envoy. He was transferred to Jingzhao Yin just a year ago."
Jia Heng said: "Then it seems that the good wind has really sent me to Qingyun with its power. This Master Xu will soon return to his hometown and return home in rich clothes."
Hearing that Huguang was first sent, and then Henan, Yunnan and Guizhou, one can tell that Mr. Xu was sent to more and more remote places, but he was suddenly transferred to Jingzhao. It is obvious that Jian is in the heart of the emperor, and this is going to be of great use.
Already.
And Han Hui asked Yu Zhen to ask his father to agree with Shangshu. This was an obvious borrowing of the wind. Whose wind was borrowing? Emperor Chongping's intention to adjust the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and Xu Lu's gaze, separated wisps of blue eyes.
, leaving a mark in Emperor Chongping’s heart in advance.
This is called maintaining a sense of presence quietly.
To take a step back, even if you can't get any direct benefits, you can still give Xu Lu, who has just taken up his new job in the Metropolitan Procuratorate, a good impression in advance.
"This is Cifu's son, we should not underestimate him." Jia Heng thought for a while, then raised his eyes to look at Han Hui, with a strange color in his deep eyes.
Han Hui looked at the young man with a calm expression, caught the hint of strangeness, and felt a wry smile in his heart. He was really... thoughtful and able to draw inferences from one instance to another.
This kind of invisible strategy was not something he came up with, but he just remembered his father's daily instructions. The emperor intended to refresh the official system and revive the discipline.
Shang Jian suggested that he should act according to the situation, give Yu Zhen some advice, and ask his father Yu De to pay attention to Xu Lu.
Several people had finished their discussions. Song Yuan, who had been silent from beginning to end, said with a solemn expression: "Ziyu, it's getting late. Hurry up and see Xu Fuyin. I've been there for you in the past few days."
You took a wedding leave, so there is no need to worry about Wencui Pavilion."
Jia Heng cupped his hands and said, "Thank you very much, Mr. Song."
Then he looked at Han Hui and Yu Zhen and said, "Zisheng, Wendu, let's see you tomorrow."
Han Hui also looked worried. He stepped forward to hold Jia Heng's arm and said: "Ziyu, be careful... If the matter is urgent, you can come to Anlefang to find me."
In the end, I couldn't hold it back anymore.
Jia Heng nodded, took a deep look at Han Hui, nodded goodbye to Yu Zhen and Song Yuan, and then left.
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Yongyefang, evening
At dusk, the golden sunset fell on the house with green walls and red eaves. Under the lantern with the word "Xu" hanging on the eaves, the old housekeeper frowned and looked at the young man standing in front of him with his hands folded.
He lowered his head again and took a look at the greeting card in his hand by the light of the lamp. His eyes were on the title page of "Jia Heng, Queen of Ningguo Mansion" and other small characters. He lingered for a moment, and said to the young man in a clear voice: "The master has just retired from the Yamen, Mr. Jia."
Go to the corner gate first and wait for the old man to go in and report."
"Thank you, old man." Seeing this, Jia Heng breathed a sigh of relief, bowed his hands, and followed the housekeeper of Xu Lu's house into Xu's house.
Under the service of his servants, Jingzhao Yinxulu had just taken off his official uniform and put on a long gown. He sat on a chair in the flower hall, sipping fragrant tea, squinting his eyes slightly and closing his eyes to rest.
"Master, there is a descendant of Ning Guogong from outside - Jia Heng has something to ask to see the master. This is a greeting note and letter."
Xu Lu was stunned when he heard that the old housekeeper came to report. He raised his thin face with clear cheekbones and said with a surprised expression: "Jia Heng, the descendant of Ning Guogong? After his meritorious service, what is he doing here to find me?
?”
This Jingzhao parent is in his early forties, but his hair is already gray, he has a short beard under his chin, and under his thin, loose eyebrows, his clear eyes are as sharp as a hawk.
"This is a greeting card from Jia Heng." At this time, the old housekeeper handed it over.
Xu Lu reached out to take the greeting card, opened the letter, lowered his eyes to read it, his sharp eyes were focused deeply, his face was unclear, he was silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Let him come in."