The sky is dark, the evening breeze is surging, the clouds are floating, and the setting sun is hidden among the distant mountains.

Pedestrians on the road were hurried but laughed and laughed. The hard work of the day was about to end. No matter how tired he was, he cheered up and walked towards home with a smile.

There was a man who looked wealthy in his purse, who occasionally passed by the stall and called him a few taels of pork to go back to drink. There were also those who were short of money and hesitated in front of the business shop for a long time. Thinking about his wife and children at home, touching the money in his pocket, he could only give up in disappointment.

Among the various aspects of the world, several large mule carts with green curtains slowly rushed outside Xizhimen.

The man who was driving the car looked at the capital behind him nostalgic, his wrists trembled, and his mouth urged.

Everyone is going home, but the car is about to leave the city.

The soldier at the gate of the city frowned and came to check, but as soon as he saw the waist sign in the hand of the driver, he immediately stepped aside respectfully and bowed.

In the mule cart, Ling Han, whose hair and beard were white, looked at the reflection outside the car window, and his turbid eyes were slightly red. This is the place where he has lived for more than 30 years, and it is also the place where he has struggled for more than 30 years, and has lived his whole life from his prime to his old age.

"A banquet that will last forever!"

I sighed in my heart, and was about to put down the curtains when I suddenly saw a figure standing outside the city gate ahead.

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"The old bachelor is leaving, but he won't say a word?" Hou Yong stood in front of the car with a half-old royal blue cotton robe, holding a string of oil paper bags in his hand and said with a smile.

Ling Han came out of the car with the help of the handlebar, "How did you know I left today?"

"Xiaguan just came out of the palace..."

"I am a person with no qualities now, how can you say something about a magistrate?" Ling Han interrupted and smiled.

"Students come out of the palace!" Hou Yong changed his mouth and said, "The emperor ordered the students to temporarily take charge of the Ministry of Personnel. After leaving the palace, the students wanted to go to a visit before the old teacher returned to their hometown, but found that there were only a few old servants in the house who were looking at the house, so they chased them all the way!"

Ling Han smiled, "You are intent!" and said, "Come on, take two steps with me!"

The two generations of the Minister of Personnel of the Ming Dynasty moved side by side, and the mule cart followed slowly behind.

"How did the old teacher walk so fast?" Hou Yong said with a smile.

"Leave early and get ready!" Ling Han said, "Otherwise, the emperor might be forced to send him off again!" As he said, laughing, "It's a big deal, and I'm not patient with the welcome and sending you to the officialdom!"

Speaking of this, he turned his head slightly to look at Hou Yong and smiled, "You are afraid that something is wrong when you go to my husband's house?"

"I can't hide it from my old teacher!" Hou Yong said with a smile, "Today, the emperor not only ordered the student as the Minister of Personnel, but also the minister as the counselor of the Nanshufang. Old teacher, what about the Nanshufang?"

"I know!" Ling Han frowned and thought, "Minister of Nan Study? The emperor still left some room for anything." As he said, patting the other party's shoulder, "This means that in the emperor's heart, Nan Study is temporarily trial, and it will not give the ministers too much power at the beginning." As he said, he smiled again, "But he has already reached the sky, and Jingzhong will have a real and nameless prime minister in the future! Haha!"

"The old teacher was joking, and the student suddenly became throne and was really frightened!" Hou Yong looked worried.

"Be down-to-earth, neither humble nor arrogant, diligent and fair, and fight for justice!" Ling Han said, "Just remember these few things, just remember them!" As he said, he continued to move forward and said, "Who else is there except you?"

"Zhang Feng!"

"Oh, it's true!"

"Bao Zhao, Ru Wei..."

Ling Han nodded slightly when he heard these names. When he heard Xu Huizu's name, he paused and pondered, "In the future, in martial arts, don't talk too much about what you don't understand, listen more, read more, learn more, and remember more!"

"Why did the old teacher say this?" Hou Yong said strangely.

"Nan Study Room must take into account both civil and military affairs." Ling Han said, "The Emperor is going to integrate civil and military affairs together!" As he said, he smiled, "In the future, military and national affairs must be discussed by the Nan Study Room. Now it seems that I still thought a little shallow at the beginning."

There is a saying that he actually hid in his heart and did not say it clearly.

The emperor wanted civil and military officials to go hand in hand, but civil officials must not think about pointing fingers at military officials.

The reason why he didn't say this was his intention.

Being an official is like being a human being. Only by learning from one’s mistakes can one gain wisdom. Only by growing up through ups and downs can an official become a real pillar of the world.

"But another person entered the Nan Study Room, and the student was a little surprised!"

"Who?" Ling Han smiled and suddenly said, "Is it Duke Cao?"

"yes!"

"Ha!" Ling Han laughed heartily, "What's the surprise? He either made up the numbers or took the blame when he entered the Nan Study room!"

As he said, he stood up and looked at the clouds in the sky, "Okay, just send them here. You can go back too soon!"

"Students will send their old teacher to see you off again. This farewell..." Hou Yong suddenly felt a little sad.

"It's good to have the intention!" Ling Han smiled and his eyes fell on Hou Yong's hand, "What's this? Cheng Yi for me?"

"The students knew that the old teacher liked to eat roast duck, so I bought a few for you to take on the road!" Hou Yong served it with both hands, "The old brand Master Fumanlou baked it with his own hands!"

Ling Han took it with a smile, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, feeling the warm temperature on the oil paper bag, and then looked at Hou Yong's half-old clothes, "I'm interested!" and joked, "The salary for this half month is gone!"

These ducks are expensive. As the Minister of the Ministry of Justice, Hou Yong is of the third rank, but he was a minister who was admired by the emperor, so he was specially granted a salary of the second rank.

Now he is only temporarily in charge of the Ministry of Personnel, and his salary is still based on the second-rank ratio.

The salary of officials in the Ming Dynasty was pitifully low. In the past, the annual salary was not enough, but in the end, everyone could not survive, so the Supreme Emperor changed to a monthly salary.

Hou Yong, a second-rank official, had a monthly salary of only 48 shi. Moreover, the rice they sent to his hands was not all rice, but various grains and ragged cloth.

It was not a simple matter to be an honest official in the Ming Dynasty, it was nothing but too poor!

Hou Yong bowed and smiled, "Students can still afford to hire a few ducks!"

"Then I'm disrespectful!" Ling Han also bowed his hand and replied.

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Ling Han stood there, with people coming and going around, and Hou Yong's figure had already walked away.

For some reason, Ling Han suddenly felt a sense of loneliness in his heart. He said he didn't want someone to give it away, but he really didn't want it?

I have promoted so many juniors in my life, but today I am just one of Hou Yong who came to see him off?

He shook his head and smiled, "Hey, children from poor families remember favors more!"

Then, he returned to the mule cart with a smile, opened the oil paper bag and teared a duck leg down, put it in his mouth and chewed it, then looked out the car window again.

"I wandered for half my life and returned home. I am lucky to live up to my youth. I sit and watch the distant mountains and clouds end, but the setting sun sets in the sunset! Haha, it's a pity that I didn't drink!"

Suddenly, the mule cart was on its way.

Ling Han looked out in surprise and saw several familiar figures standing in the wind on the official road outside the city gate.

Zhang Jue, Bao Zhao, Ren Hengtai, Yang Jing, Yan Zhenzhi stood in a row for his old friends.

"Students (since officials) and so on, please send the old man back home in glory!"

In an instant, Ling Han burst into tears.

At the same time, in the official road, a eunuch in red came out of the inside with a smile.

Ling Han recognized him as one of the eunuchs in charge of the Qing Palace, and was useless.

"The family is here to send the old bachelor's name to the order!" Park Wuyong smiled with a gentle face, "Long live the words, I wish you a good journey!"

"I, thank you for your kindness!" Ling Han looked back and bowed to the direction of the Forbidden City.

"The emperor heard that the old man, the light car, was unbearable from his heart, so he asked the family to come and gave you a double horse cart!" Park Wuyou waved his hand, and several guards came over with a double horse cart.

"I thank you..." Suddenly, Ling Han felt a little annoyed.
Chapter completed!