Mr. Xiang teases her husband every day

Capital Palace.

Emperor Jing'an, who was about forty years old, leaned on the kang table and carefully read the book in his hand. After a while, he put down the book and smiled at Lin Gong who was sitting quietly drinking tea: "Lin Gong's disciples are really extraordinary. Before that, I was worried about the earthquake in Quzhou. I don't think that our No. [-] Scholar has done such a good job. It really is a famous teacher who produces a good apprentice!"

Mr. Lin put down his teacup, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Your Majesty has a high reputation. Congzi is young, and he does things with a passionate heart." With a smile, Mr. Lin continued: "Not to mention Your Majesty, in fact, the old minister was also worried before. I'm afraid that he just entered the officialdom and has no experience, so he messed up his errands and failed the high expectations of the Holy Majesty. It wasn't until he saw the notes sent up that the veteran's heart was at ease."

"Hahahaha, Mr. Lin is being modest. Xiang Yuan is the number one scholar in the current discipline. From his palace examination essay, I can see that this son has a gap in his chest. Given time, he will become a great weapon. And just like what Mr. Lin said, He also has a heart of a child. Such a person is really rare in our court nowadays. If he is a minister of the Manchu Dynasty, he can still maintain a heart of a child for the country and the people, and less for his own family. Selfishness for profit, why worry that the country is not clear, the country's fortune is not prosperous, and the people are not rich?"

Mr. Lin nodded. "Daliang has a monarch who cares about the country and the people like the Holy One. It is really a blessing for the country and a blessing for the people."

Emperor Jing'an laughed.

Mr. Lin took out another brochure and handed it over, saying: "I just got the news that Song Wenzheng of Tongping Mansion's mother died and reported to Ding You. Before leaving, he wrote a letter of recommendation and recommended Xiang Yuan as the magistrate of Tongping Mansion."

The servant serving on the side stepped forward to take the booklet delivered by Mr. Lin, and bowed and placed it in front of Emperor Jing'an.

"Oh? I remember that Song Wenzheng is around [-] this year, right?"

"Your Majesty has a good memory, indeed there are fifty and three."

Emperor Jing'an nodded and said: "I'm getting old too. After Ding You came back in three years, I'm afraid he won't be able to be the magistrate. Tongping Mansion has always been poor, and Song Wenzheng's prefect ten years has not changed the status quo of Tongping. It's time to do it." These changes have called on young people to contribute.”

With a swipe of his pen, Emperor Jing'an wrote a word: accurate.

Lin Gong took Feng Jue out along the inner road of the palace, talking while walking.

"Teacher, Xiang Yuan is sitting in the prefect's position now, won't it be too soon?"

Feng Jue was a little worried.

Mr. Lin waved his hand and said: "It's okay, now that we are on the cusp of the storm, we have to show our fangs, so that those wolves who want to pounce on us can see our strength clearly. Weigh it more."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Lin looked at Feng Jue and sighed, and said: "According to my opinion, you should clarify your matter with the Holy Spirit as soon as possible. There are many people in the capital with mixed eyes. If someone accidentally discovers your little brother's identity , that is the crime of deceiving the emperor!"

"I know, everything is under the teacher's arrangement. Now that the big revenge has been avenged, it doesn't really matter whether you are an official or not."

Mr. Lin sighed, "It's a pity!"

"Teacher, you don't have to be sad. It's Feng Jue's blessing to have been with you for so many years."

Lin Gong took Feng Jue out of the palace gate slowly, looked back at the majestic and orderly inner palace, and said: "Someone recommended Zhang Ji to be the prince's teacher, but I rejected it."

Feng Jue looked at Mr. Lin: "The teacher must have his own reasons. Such a turmoil, being a prince teacher is not a good job."

Mr. Lin nodded, approvingly said: "You can see clearly. As a teacher, he is already the chief assistant of the cabinet. If Zhang Jizhen is appointed as the teacher of the East Palace, then we will not be icing on the cake, but cooking oil on fire. Besides, the prince is 14 years old this year, and he is extremely smart. , very assertive, although young, but not to be manipulated by others. The name of the prince's teacher is nice, and the future seems to be bright, but if the prince hates it, all the previous efforts will not only be in vain, but also bury hidden worries. Zhang Ji's knowledge is good, but he is too rigorous and loses some vivacity. The prince is at the age of being active and curious, so old-fashioned, it is not the way to build a good relationship."

Feng Jue thought for a while and said, "Does Teacher have other plans?"

Sitting in the carriage, Mr. Lin looked at Feng Jue's eyes and expressed his approval: "It's a pity that you are so smart, but you can't stay in the court forever. Yes, Master Prince, we must still fight for it, but not in the past few years." , but to wait, to wait for Xiang Congzi."

Sure enough, it was the same as Feng Jue guessed.

"A few days ago, Qiancheng wrote to me and talked about Congzi, and his words were kind. The teacher also knows that Qiancheng seems easy-going, but it is difficult to get along with. A person who can make him feel close has a personality. Both scheming and scheming cannot be underestimated."

"Well, before accepting Congzi as an apprentice, the teacher specially found someone to visit him in private. After hearing about his changes before and after, and talking face to face, the teacher made a decision to accept him as a closed disciple. We will be in the official career. Don't be too rigid and rigid. If you don't know how to be flexible and are too upright, you won't go far in your official career. If you are light, you will lose your official position, and if you are serious, you will lose your life. Look at Mr. Wen Yuan. When it comes to sage knowledge, he is not as good as a teacher. But in terms of being an official, ten of him are not as good as a teacher. This is the reason why he was forced to stay away from the court and had to go back to the mountains and forests when he was able to serve as the first assistant. Among the few disciples of the teacher, Zhang Ji can inherit my mantle and continue to carry forward my ideas as a teacher. But Congzi." Mr. Lin shook his head lightly, and said: "As a teacher, I'm not sure yet, but how far he can go in the future."

When the appointment document of the court was sent to Quzhou, two months had passed since the Quzhou earthquake.Before this, Xiang Yuan had been busy urging Quzhou to replant crops.The crops planted before failed. Xiang Yuan urgently bought a large number of potato and sweet potato seedlings from other counties to replant, as well as late corn and late soybeans. Don't go hungry.

Throwing a big purse to the messenger, Xiang Yuan accepted the appointment, read it carefully, and then opened the letter from Mr. Lin for a closer look.

Zhao Shen waited until the person who reported the letter had left, and then turned around from the back. Seeing that Xiang Yuan had read the letter, he asked, "Ding You, prefect of Song Dynasty? Appoint you as prefect of Tongping Prefecture?"

Xiang Yuan nodded, he already understood what Lin Gong meant.Lin Gong wanted to take advantage of his opportunity to be the chief assistant of the cabinet and push him up as soon as possible.Among the brothers and sisters, he has the lowest position now. If he is still struggling at the bottom, the struggle at the top does not require a boss-level figure to open his mouth. Just if the horse boy at the bottom moves his finger, he will have to fall into the position of county magistrate Can't move.

"What about Nagqu?"

Xiang Yuan held Zhao Shen in his arms and walked towards the inner house, saying: "My lord has allowed me to arrange the successor of Quzhou county magistrate by myself, it seems that I need to think about it."

Chaotang's appointment of the new magistrate of Tongping Prefecture was like a bomb, which not only stunned the officials in Quzhou, but also stunned the officials of Tongping Prefecture.

Quzhou's side was unbelievable mixed with joy and encouragement, and each of them scrambled to express their joy at Xiang Zhengtang's promotion.On the other side of Tongping Mansion, it was unbelievable after being full of disappointment.

Ever since Song Zhifu quickly Ding You, the water in the prefect's yamen began to get mixed up.Those who are capable all stare at the position of the magistrate, get involved with the activities of the family supporting them up, down, left, and right, and don't know how many treasures are sent out. At the same time, they keep their eyes on their colleagues and don't relax. Before the appointment was made, four people in the yamen were thrown into jail because they were reported to have accepted huge bribes.I thought that the magistrate would always be among them who were fighting like black eyes, and when the clinker appointment documents arrived, everyone was confused.

They put aside their feelings for a big circle, and it became a good thing to clear the obstacles for the new magistrate in advance.Especially when I heard that Xiang Yuan, the county magistrate of Quzhou who thought he had no background before, was actually a subordinate official of the magistrate's yamen after the closed disciple of Duke Lin, the chief assistant of the dynasty.For a while, the drums and flags died down, and there was no interest in fighting.

Among them, Sun Jun was the most uncomfortable.

After hearing that Xiang Yuan became the new magistrate of Tongping Prefecture, Sun Jun threw a whole set of official kiln teacups in his study.There was a bang, bang, and everyone was so frightened that they fell silent, and no one dared to go up and touch the mold.

Zhao Xinlan stood watching from a distance, her nails digging deep into her palms.

Accompanied by such complicated moods, officials of all sizes from the Tongping magistrate's yamen ushered in the new magistrate-Xiang Yuan.

Xiang Yuan is quite familiar with the prominent officials in the magistrate's yamen.After all, I did a job report once and debated it on the spot.As for other small officials with low positions and no sense of presence, Xiang Yuan's eyes were darkened.

Facing the open or dark scrutiny calmly, Xiang Yuan smiled, started the scene in a neutral manner, and asked everyone present to make an introduction, so that he, the new magistrate, could clarify the relationship.

The people below looked at each other, and Fan Tongzhi made an introduction.When it was Sun Jun's turn, everyone present felt sorry for him. Is it necessary to make such an ugly face?

Before, Sun Jun thought that Xiang Yuan would not ask him to stand up and make an introduction. After all, they were brother-in-law, but who knew that Xiang Yuan didn't express at all, and stared at him extremely indifferently, as if he could not finish the introduction.

No matter how ugly his face was, Sun Jun had no choice but to stand up and finish speaking in a few words before sitting down angrily.It's like I'm very angry, and you come here to coax me quickly.

The yamen official, who knew the relationship between the two, secretly gloated in his eyes.

Regardless of Xiang Yuan's indifference to Sun Jun's behavior, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages for them.The discord between the brothers-in-law prevented the possibility of the two joining hands to clean up the yamen.If the two confront each other, then it will be even more exciting.Sun Jun's eyes are high but his hands are low, he is useless, but the Sun family standing behind him is not easy to provoke.And Xiang Yuan has the chief assistant of the current dynasty as his backer, so he is not a soft persimmon.They fight, and the people below look at the result, just to see how to act in the future.

With such an idea, not only no one smoothed things over, but some deliberately added fuel to the fire.

"Huh? Looking at Sun Tongpan's face, the officer is sick, isn't it?"

As soon as these words came out, many people followed suit, saying that seeing Sun Jun's complexion was so bad, he knew he must be ill, and advised him to pay more attention to rest.

Sun Jun's face became even worse with anger, and he refuted back fiercely, accusing the other party of being uneasy and kind, and cursing him badly.

The man looked terrified, and hastily said that he saw Sun Tongpan's pale face, and he tried to persuade him out of concern. In turn, he expressed aggrievedly that Sun Jun was kind enough to treat him as a donkey's liver and lungs. When he put on such a face for others to see, those who didn't know thought he had something to say.

When someone bluntly pointed out the bad feelings in his heart, Sun Jun felt uncomfortable for a while, faltered, sternly tried to say a few words, and then kept his mouth shut.But with that face, he didn't dare to show displeasure.

Xiang Yuan slowly scraped off the tea foam, took a leisurely sip of the tea, and then put down the teacup.