Glory to the ancestors

Rong Zhen put down the bowls and chopsticks, and looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus, "What are you going to do later?"

Mu Xi gestured, "Go outside and feed the cat."

Rong Zhen gave a "hmm" and then instructed, "Don't go to crowded places recently, it's dangerous."

Osmanthus nods.

"I'm going to the palace in the afternoon," Jiang Yuhan knew that Rong Zhen wouldn't ask herself, so she hurriedly said, "Do you have anything for me to bring?"

"No," Rong Zhen thought about it, "Just say what you see."

Jiang Yuzan curled her lips, her meticulous work was not challenging at all.

Rong Zhen went back to the study and sat down at the desk. Just as he was about to open the letter from Chen Zhan, he suddenly felt flustered and raised his head, "From now on, no matter where the sweet-scented osmanthus goes, send two people to follow. Don't show up. Just follow along."

"Understood," Chen Zhan bowed and nodded. There was a large burn mark on the back of his neck, hidden in his hanging hair.

After Rong Zhen ordered, he began to read the letter in his hand.

He expected that Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice met someone who was not easy to meet, but when he saw the name of that person, he was stunned for a moment. At first he thought that this person was just testing himself, but he didn't expect that he was going to be serious now.

But the more chaotic the court, the better for him, he folded the letter and pinched the overlapping edge.

"I'm writing a letter, and you ask someone to bring it to Chuxi, and then assign some people to serve him." Rong Zhen spread out the paper and picked up a pen, "Also, ask all the stores to keep an eye on him. Let me know in time."

Chen Zhan nodded, "Yes, I expected that they would change places next time they saw Grandpa in the teahouse this time."

"Well, it's a good thing the Rong family doesn't have a property with my name written on it." Rong Zhen wrote a letter while talking to Chen Zhan. Many high-end stores have our informant, although he has the heart, but the foundation is not stable, we can still control it."

Chen Zhan nodded again, "I understand..."

"Rong Zhen!" A loud shout came from outside, followed by an angry Yang Jin, "Didn't you do it on purpose?!"

Rong Zhen was taken aback, and decided in his heart that Yang Jin's habit of not knocking on doors must be corrected.

He turned over the paper under his hands, covered it with his hands, and said dissatisfiedly, "What's wrong?"

"You delayed me by an entire hour. Your servant, Xiong Qun, really asked me to stand outside the yamen of the Ministry of Households. When I saw someone, I would send them the tax collection standards of the Ministry of Accounts this year. There were more than 500 receipts," Yang said. Hibiscus didn't hit one place, and didn't care about Chen Zhan who was standing aside, he just sat down opposite Rong Zhen, "I'm also a number one scholar. I used to beat horse patrols to cross the street, and the people in the capital don't know how beautiful I am. That's great, it's only been a few months!"

"That too……"

"I'm not even as good as a Yacha!"

Rong Zhen originally thought that Yang Jin had finished speaking and wanted to comfort her, but she didn't expect that Yang Jin was really wronged, and she poured out endless bitterness. Chen Zhan, who had nothing to do with himself, was a little bit embarrassed when he heard this.

This is also the young master who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth. It is not easy to endure such an arrogant temper for so many days.

Rong Zhen sighed. In fact, he was also aware of these things, and he was even a little conniving. He didn't want Yang Jin to stay in the household department, not to mention burying his talent, but also provoked many unavoidable corruptions in the officialdom. breath.

"I'm going to prepare a memorial now and transfer you away." Rong really had a chance to fold up the letter just now.

"Wait a minute," Yang Jin's anger was still there, and she patted Rong Zhen's desk directly, "Where are you going to call me?"

"Three courts and six departments, I'll transfer you to wherever you like." Rong Zhen raised his head and looked at Yang Jin calmly, "I don't want to be controlled by others, so I'll go directly to the official department to mention your third grade. The qualifications are also enough, and he has contributed to the disaster in southern Xinjiang."

Yang Jin's heart was shocked. He understood that Rong Zhen didn't just talk casually to coax him. With his influence in the court, he could really do it.

And this is something only Rong Zhen can do.

Yang Jin finally restrained herself, coughed, and put her hands back to her side, "Can you really adjust me to a place I like?"

"Well," Rong Zhen sighed again, "It's mostly my fault that you were teased like this in the household department." He tapped his pen twice, "how about the secretary supervisor, everyone is easy to get along with."

"Of course it's easy to get along with. Those of them have already stepped into the coffin, who else can make things difficult?"

"What about the Metropolitan Procuratorate?" Rong Zhen suggested again, "You don't need to be like the Yushiyuan, which only provokes officials, and officials outside Beijing are all rushing to curry favor. It's a fat job."

Yang Jin looked up, thought for a while, but was still not very satisfied, "No, the office of the Metropolitan Procuratorate is too far away from my house, and the time to go back and forth is too long."

Rong Zhen pursed his lips, and seriously helped Yang Jin think of a family.

Seeing them like this, Chen Zhan shook his head. This is really something that only noble people like them would worry about.

"Yes," Yang Jin had an idea, but he quickly calmed down and reconfirmed, "Are you going to help me with whatever I want?"

"Go ahead."

The corners of Yang Jin's mouth curled up, "Then I'll be your clerk."

Rong Zhen blinked his eyes, obviously unable to believe it, "You can figure it out, the clerk is a seventh rank, worse than your current one, just like the master in the county yamen."

"That's right," Yang Jin stretched out her index finger and dangled it in mid-air, "You don't understand now, this is called Mingjiang Shisheng. Although my official position has been demoted, I am directly under your control. The assistant secretary can't touch me at all, and all the documents handed to you have to go through me, maybe they have to curry favor with me."

Rong Zhen raised his eyebrows, "You really want to?"

"Yes!" Yang Jin became excited, "I want to watch the bears nodding and bowing to me, otherwise I will feel uncomfortable no matter where I am transferred."

"Why are you just like a child, why are you angry with him?"

"You don't know, he always looks like I know Duke Rong the best, and Duke Rong trusts me the most, and he can fly to the sky if you light a firecracker for him." Yang Jin pouted at the thought , "His Rong Guogong and I are friends who sleep in the same room, huh!"

Seeing his complacency, Rong Zhen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Okay, as long as you like it," Rong Zhen put down his pen, "Then there's no need to draft a document, I'll go to the Ministry of Accounts to talk about it."

"Alright!" Yang Jin laughed.

After a while of silence, Rong Zhen finally couldn't help it, "Why don't you leave?"