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As the sun sets, the waves of Shichahai are dripping. On the Silver Key Bridge, two men are walking side by side and their shadows are stretched out.

It is not right to say side by side. The younger ones this year have a slightly wrong position so that the old man can see himself alone. He can see himself effortlessly.

The old man was Xu Jie, who ended his busy day. Finally got this rare leisure. He took a deep breath of the fresh air in the river and said to the man next to him: "Taiyue, do you have a good candidate?"

"How many candidates are there?" Zhang Juzheng sighed softly: "Wu Shilai and the other three are still in prison, so I can't bear to push the people into the fire pit."

"Don't worry." Xu Jie shook his head slowly and said, "We can win this time."

"Is that right?" Zhang Juzheng said in front of his eyes: "Teacher, have you found evidence of Yan Dang's crime?"

"Their evidence of the crime is hard to write, but the sect has been turned a blind eye." Xu Jie said lightly: "But this time it is related to the emperor's bedroom, so it must be investigated.

Zhang Juzheng said in his heart: "It seems that the teacher proposed to use the remaining materials from the three halls to dig a hole for Yan Shifan. So he praised softly: "The teacher has made every decision, and Yan Donglou is hard to escape."

Xu Jie's face was not optimistic: "Yan Shifan claims to be a genius in the world. Although he is bragging, he is the most difficult thing in the Ming Dynasty. You must not be careless. As long as you send it out, he will escape again."

"Student understands." Zhang Juzheng nodded and said, "The department of households and universities is the chief of the department, Wang Xilie, the chief of the engineering department, Pang Shangpeng, and the department of Yinglong can all take on such great tasks." The most important thing for Xu Jie to cultivate Zhang Juzheng is to hand over his connections to him. Once Xu Jie retires, if nothing unexpected happens, these people will listen to Zhang Juzheng.

"Gu Zhangzhi, Wang Xilie, Pang Shangpeng, Yinglong," Xu Jie repeated these names softly, and after a while, Youyou asked, "Gao Yinglong is a Jinshi in the Bingchen Certificate?"

Zhang Juzheng nodded and said, "The teacher is good at memorizing. This person is very strong, has great ambitions and is brave enough to take on great responsibilities."

"Yes." Xu Jiehe said: "Take him the materials and let him write this book for me to see."

"Yes." Zhang Juzheng replied softly.

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When the lights were on, singing and dancing stopped in Yan's mansion, and he was in a state of dying spirit.

Old Yan Song, who was sent home to recuperate, lay on his back on an easy chair and looked at the roof beam in a daze. Since he returned home, he did not eat, drink, or even moved, and maintained this posture. Only his slightly undulating chest can prove that he is still alive.

Yan Shifan sat on the chair next to him, and was still complaining about his father. He blamed him for making such a childish mistake? Isn’t this a suicide attempt?

Yan Song didn't want to argue and was too lazy to refute. He felt so tired that he really couldn't hold on. If he forced himself to hold on, he could only make more mistakes, and even consumed all the last little holy family.

Yan Hong, who was standing next to him, couldn't stand it anymore and whispered: "Dad, please say less. Grandpa is so old and in poor health."

"When will I ask you to take care of me?" Yan Shifan was so angry that he had no place to slap his son. He raised his hand and slapped his son's eyes. He covered his face and dared not speak anymore. However, Yan Shifan's anger finally found a vent, but he would not easily stop his mouth. He insulted his son with dirty words like a village husband and wife, and the more he scolded, the more he cursed, the more he heard.

Yan Song finally couldn't help it and shouted, "Yan Shifan! You are such a big skill! You scolded the old and the young, are you the tiger of my Yan family?"

Yan Shifan then stopped and said softly: "Aren't I anxious too? As soon as this matter spreads, those fence-bearing grass must have to shake again. We have to think of a way and get it back quickly."

"Don't think about fighting for power and profit." Yan Song exploded in an instant, exhausted all his energy. He leaned on the recliner weakly and said slowly: "There is no flower red for a hundred days, and no one is good for a thousand days. Now it is not the Han Dynasty, Wei and Jin Dynasties, and no one can lead the way for a hundred years. Look at this dynasty for 160 years, which one is like our Yan family's prosperity for twenty years. This is an unprecedented abnormality." After a while, he said: "I have already seen it. Our Yan family should retreat. It is not eye-catching to retreat. The emperor remembers the past love and can still ensure that our family is well-off and have a few days of safe birthday."

When Yan Shifan heard some bullshit "Ansheng Day", he became angry and said with a strong anger: "Then the emperor will be changed in the future. Will someone ask us to settle the score?"

Yan Song closed his eyes and was silent for a long time, and finally said slowly: "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. One generation only cares about the other generation, and they can't control so much." Then he paused and said: "The main thing now is, take my name and sting to Xu Jie's house to ask him to pass the mansion, and do the rituals of the younger generation.

"What?" Yan Shifan widened his eyes in disbelief: "You asked me to invite Xu Jie?" What does this mean? They gave up! For Yan Shifan, who has always treated Xu Jie like a slave, this is absolutely unacceptable.

"Those who know the times are heroes." Yan Song said patiently: "It is inevitable that Xu Jie will take office. If we want to live a good life in the future, we have to make peace with him." It turns out that since Xu Jie joined Yan Song for more than ten years, he has never dared to discuss etiquette with his colleagues. He has always been very respectful and never violated his qualities. In order to please Yan Gao, he even married his granddaughter to his grandson as his concubine, and moved his household registration from Songjiang to Fenyi, and pretended to be a hometown with him.

Yan Song had the lessons of Xia Yan. He did not dare to be too arrogant and was very polite to him. It should be said that the joy between the two was still very harmonious. Of course, it was under the premise of Xu Jie's kindness. But Yan Shifan never took Xu Jie seriously and did rude things. Yan Song didn't know about this.

"Good with Xu Jie?" Sure enough, Yan Shifan sneered at the moment of hearing this: "I have been fighting openly and secretly for so many years, and I have been living to the death. At this time, I will beg him in a low voice, and there is nothing to do except to lose my old face."

"You can't say that. Xu Jie dares not go against his will. He won't be overdoing his own actions." Yan Song said: "Are you going?"

"No." Yan Shifan said with a rattle like a rattle: "I will never ask him even if I die."

"You!" Yan Song groaned and stopped talking. Only the heavy breathing of the father and son were heard in the inner room.

At this time, the sound of gentle footsteps came outside the door, followed by the voice of the old butler Yan Nian: "Young Master, your yamen are here to look for people."

"Are they here?" Yan Shifan said without surprise: "Let them entrust me to wait in the study.

"Yes." Yan Nianying said and stepped out.

Yan Shifan also stood up and said, "I'll go out first."

"What else do you want to do?" Yan Song glared at him and said, "Stop tossing, I have to pay you yourself if I try again! Don't go!"

"Dad" Yan Shifanren said with a grievance: "Do you would rather believe in Xu Jie than your own son? Wake up, Dad! Xu Jie will only add to the point of being a slaughter. In the end, only we can save ourselves!"

"Save yourself?" Yan Gao glanced at him and said, "I think it was suicide."

"Wow!" Yan Shifan was furious. Huo De turned around and went out, and his father asked him to "stop." He shouted and left the inner room resolutely.

Yan Song was completely exhausted and fell straight onto the chair. Yan Hong quickly stretched out his arm, cushioned his grandfather, and slowly lay down with his arms in his arms, and said in tears: "Grandpa, you must take care of yourself. If you have a few long and two shorts, what should we do?"

"Yan Shifan claims to be extremely smart, and he doesn't understand it even if your child understands it." Yan Song said weakly. He knew that if he died, Yan Shifan was afraid that he would not even be able to save his life and would implicate his grandchildren, so he struggled to say, "Don't worry, grandpa will not die, I will hold on for your grandpa." As he spoke, he shed turbid tears.

The grandparents and grandchildren cried at each other, and they both felt that Yan Shifan, who was determined to do so, would take this family to the abyss of destruction.

After crying, Yan Song said, "Hong'er, go to the desk and sit at the desk and help grandpa write a notebook."

Yan Hong wiped his tears, sat at the table, grindled the ink, picked up the pen and dipped it, and then waited with breath.

Yan Song's eyes passed through the half-open window and looked at the dim sky, but saw the old tree crows and the tired birds returning to their nests, their eyes were blurred, and they said quietly: "The old minister Yan Song begs for the bone sparseness,"

It is also Yan's mansion, Yan Shifan's study room.

The officials of the Ministry of Works who accompanied Xu Provincial Inspection to inspect the warehouse sent two representatives to report to him.

After reporting today's situation, he said nervously: "Mintang, he seems to have gone to complain to Mr. Xu. You have to be prepared early and don't let them bite it."

Yan Shifan's face was not at all anxious, but instead showed a proud look and said, "I've been waiting for him to sue."

The two of them were surprised and said that you were not angry, right?

Yan Shifan was even happier when he saw them confused at first sight. He liked this kind of confusion among others. He knew what he knew in his heart and laughed and said, "I'm called putting it to death and living. You can wait and see. If they don't check it, I'll make them regret it for the rest of their lives."

Seeing that the master of the tribe was so confident, the two of them were also worried. After listening to Yan Shifan's instructions, they quickly retreated.

When those people left, a handsome and feminine man with a white and beardless face turned out from behind the screen.

Yan Shifan seemed to have known that he was there. He said without surprise: Xiaohua, what did they say privately just now?"

The one who is called Xiaohua was Zhao Wenhua's number one confidant Luo Longwen, who called himself Xiaohua Mountain. After Zhao Wenhua fell, he turned to Yan Shifan. After a few years of hard work, he became his confidant again. It seems that he did have some hard work.

Luo Longwen shuffled the corner of his white and dusty robe and sat beside Yan Shifan and said, "When he returned to Donglou Gong, they are not optimistic about the current situation. Let's be more careful to avoid them from turning against each other."

Yan Shifan looked at his handsome face and said, "Xiaohua is too worried, they are not clean, and they can't even wash them even if they jump into the Yellow River." He said viciously: "Sell me, let's finish playing together!"

Luo Longwen nodded and said to Chan Shifan: "Donglou Tower, do you really want to make a fuss about this?"

"Yes." Yan Shifan stopped pretending to be a hero while guarding Luo Longwen. He sighed in a desolate manner and said, "If I hadn't reached the end of my journey, I wouldn't have used this trick to fight poison with poison."

Luo Longwen nodded understandingly and said: Xiaohua's meaning is not to be responsible for Donglougong, but to say. If you want to make trouble, make a big deal, take two-pronged approach, or even multi-pronged approach to disrupt the waters of the capital and make them struggling. As long as there is a loophole, we can take advantage of the situation."

"Well, I like this idea." Yan Shifan looked at Luo Longwen and laughed: "It's true that it's Xiaohua, I thought of it with me." He said angrily: "I can't let them have peace this time! Notify me of He Bin, Wan Cai, Hu Zhi and the others here. I want to make some arrangements and make him upside down today!"

"And Sister Yuan" Luo Longwen said: "He can't be left out of this matter."

"Yuan Fei?" Hearing this name, Yan Shifan's round face suddenly elongated, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I still mention that old bitch. He has long since thrown into Xu Jie's arms, so how could he still recognize me, my old benefactor?"

"Oh, the East Building is a man." Luo Longwen didn't see this, shook his head and smiled: "Although Yuan Fei is a fence-skinned man, he has a place that he must protect.

"You mean, King Jing?" Yan Shifan narrowed his eyes.

"Yes, it's King Jing!" Luo Longwen led the way and said with a smile: "If King Jing has something to do, Sister Yuan has to solve it without saying a word. Not to mention muddy water, she has to solve it even if she goes through fire and water."

"What are you good at?" Yan Shifan said anxiously: "Don't keep it in hiding."

"I heard that after that, Li Shizhen's conditioning, King Yu's body was already well." Luo Longwen said sourly: "It is said that he is going to revive his man's heroism."

"Haha, I understand." Yan Shifan smiled and said, "Xiaohua, you are so great! I will go to meet King Jing tomorrow to have fun."

"Donglou Gong personally takes action and will succeed." Luo Longwen praised.

"Hehe Xiaohua, I'll get you a minister after passing this level." Yan Shifan took his hand and said, "You are really my caring person!"

"Donglou Gong has been awarded." Luo Longwen said shamelessly." """"""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""

Back to silence, when others were preparing for the final battle, he also suffered from insomnia, but not for those intrigues, but because of his wife and children, he would be back tomorrow.

When it was getting dark, Tiezhu sent someone to deliver a letter, indicating that the boat arrived in Tongzhou at noon.

The servants all felt that the master was looking forward to the stars and the moon, and finally he waited for the wife and the young master to come back, so he was so excited that he couldn't sleep. It was impossible to say that they were different, but silence was not only excited, but also very nervous, and even scratched his head, because he fainted from giving his wife a medicine, so he sent it back to Suzhou. Ruohan was very angry. He once threatened in the letter to ask him to look good, which made him really not know what to do.

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And I haven't seen the children for such a long time. Will I not know me anymore? The more I thought about it, the more I became more worried. Finally, I couldn't fall asleep, so I just got up and directed my servants to clean the house inside and out again.

"It was okay if you were lazy at first," said Silently, "But now that the wife is back, do you know that Yi is a tough guy. If he had accumulated dust and had not cleaned up, he was punished, or even opened, I wouldn't say a word to you."

The people thought to themselves: How could they say that their wife is like this? Could it be that the wife is a tigress? But they were also very stern, so they quickly dispel their sleepiness. They lifted water and wiped the windows, swept the floor and removed the scales, and did it very carefully.

Chen An also took a sage emperor and crawled under the bed in the silent study room, sweeping out a pile of chicken bones, fish bones, melon seed skins, etc.

"This guy" sighed silently when Chen An looked at him. He loved cleanliness, but he wanted to take the blame for Xu Wei's uncleanness.

Silent asked in anger, "Where is that guy?"

"I'm still sleeping." Chen An said: "Mr. Xu is so sleepy that he can't hear even when thunder is blowing outside."

"He is used to it, and he can't snore when he snores." Silently, "Leave it to others here. Call him up, and then take a few girls to clean him up, and clean up according to the groom's standards.

Chen An said strangely: "What are you doing?"
To be continued...