Because the weather outside was really too cold, Old Man Yang couldn't stay in the yard all the time. The old man led Chen Yu into the Nuan Pavilion of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Several slaves in the Nuan Pavilion had already lit the stove. After the two of them sat down, Yang
Xiang Guo looked at the disciple in front of him quietly and sighed slightly.
Although the old man was old, he was still quite sober. He pointed to his nose and said softly: "I am over seventy years old. I have been the prime minister in Zhongshu Province for more than ten years and the prime minister for six or seven years."
, it is basically impossible to control the pivot again."
Chen Yu lowered his head slightly and said with a smile: "Even if my mentor no longer serves as an official, the Yang family still has a senior brother. The senior brother is now the minister of the Ministry of Industry, and is only one step away from the Zhongshu Province."
If you do well in the position of Minister of the Sixth Division, there are two ways out.
One of them naturally rose up, from the right minister to the left minister, and then to the left minister, and then to the minister, and became the minister of the imperial court.
As for the Six Ministers, there is actually another way.
That is to skip Shangshu and go directly to Zhongshu to pay homage to the prime minister.
Of course, those who can directly pay homage to the Prime Minister are usually the Minister of Rites, the Minister of Personnel and the Minister of Hubu in the upper three ministries. The newly promoted Right Minister of the Ministry of Works like Yang Fan is still one hundred and eighty thousand years away from the position of prime minister.
Thousands of miles.
[To be honest, I have been using Yeguoyuedu recently to read and catch up on new books. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www.yeguoyuedu.com is available for Android and Apple.]
"Feng De praises Fan'er too much."
The old man took the tea handed over by Chen Yu, blew the hot air floating on the tea cup, and then said softly: "He has relied on his position as a teacher in these years to be able to live happily in Jiankang City. Why does he have the name of Young Master Yang?"
head."
"He entered the official position because of Enyin."
The old man took a sip of tea and said quietly: "After all, if you are not a Jinshi, your foundation is not deep enough."
"His Majesty suddenly promoted him this time with ulterior motives, not because he really has any ability."
"In this life, even if his official career goes smoothly, he is not pulled down by people from Old Man Zhang's side. He is still the Minister of the Sixth Ministry and has little hope of even being ranked among the Nine Ministers."
The so-called old man Zhang is Zhang Jian’s grandfather Zhang Jing.
The two old men had been co-students for more than ten years, and although they seemed to be in harmony on the surface, there were many rivalries behind the scenes. The biggest difference between the two prime ministers was their attitude towards the Northern Qi Dynasty.
To put it bluntly, Yang Jingzong is a peacemaker, while Zhang Jing is a hardliner.
Although the two parties have not yet become distinct "two parties," they have already begun to compete.
After saying this, the old prime minister, whose hair was mostly gray, looked up at Chen Yu in front of him and smiled slightly: "But Fengde, you are different."
"You are a second-ranked Jinshi, from a serious second-class background."
The old man spoke earnestly: "The future of our faction will most likely fall on your shoulders, Fengde."
Chen Yu, former governor of Jiangdu.
Although he was only given an upper-middle rank by the Ministry of Civil Affairs in his last term when he was in Jiangdu because of the price of grain, he was still promoted by the emperor and became the first among the six officials, known as the best among officials.
He became a member of the official staff and became a member of the official staff.
Although he did not preside over a division in the Ministry of Personnel, his status as a member of the Ministry of Personnel and Wailang could not be considered low in the imperial court.
What's more important is that this member, Chen, is only thirty-eight years old this year, not yet forty.
As long as he continues to work in the civil service department, he will have a bright future.
Not to mention becoming the Prime Minister, even if you just become the Minister of Civil Affairs, you will be one of the few big shots in the court in the future.
Chen Yu raised his head, quickly glanced at the expression of his old mentor, and then lowered his head again, with a somewhat frightened tone: "Teacher, how can a student be so virtuous and capable..."
Yang Xiangguo smiled slightly, reached out and patted this disciple on the shoulder, and said softly: "Don't belittle yourself."
"After becoming a teacher, all the disciples and old officials who were like flies in the past have almost disappeared. Only you, Fengde, still come to visit my teacher at home during the holidays. A friend in need is a friend indeed."
"Now, looking around, among my disciples, you, Chen Fengde, are the only one who can take on the big responsibility."
Yang Jingzong said earnestly: "From today on, I will put all my efforts into Fengde, and strive to elevate you to the position of Minister of Civil Affairs within five years."
"If you go any further, it depends on His Majesty's wishes."
Having said this, the old man looked at Chen Yu and said in a cold tone: "Perhaps, in the future, the wealth and lives of the Yang family will depend on you, Feng De, to protect them."
Chen Yu took a deep breath, stood up, and bowed to the old man: "Teacher, as long as I have a breath left, I will do my best to repay my teacher and brother."
Yang Jingzong stood up and stretched out his hand to help Chen Yu up. The old prime minister's eyes, which were already somewhat cloudy, seemed to vaguely see the future.
"One day."
"My master is probably gone."
Yang Xiangguo sighed silently: "If Feng De can save one or two of them, my teacher will be smiling."
Chen Yu lowered his head slightly, with a hint of excitement in his eyes: "The student is so heartbroken that he will not hesitate to do anything..."
Seeing that Chen Yu answered without hesitation, Old Man Yang had a trace of suspicion in his eyes.
But now, he has no better candidate to train and entrust.
………………
In the blink of an eye, another six days passed, and it was the fifth day of the Lunar New Year in the ninth year of Hong De.
After working hard for several days, the new year is finally almost over.
God is also very generous. It snowed for three days from the first to the third day of the new year. Although the snow was not very heavy, for three consecutive days, Jiankang City was still covered with a layer of white, which was more or less effective.
Have a taste of Chinese New Year.
On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, because the weather was too cold, Shen Yi did not go out. Instead, he lit the stove at home and played chess with his father-in-law.
During this period of time, Mr. Shen calmed down because he offended others. Finally, he stopped going out to cause trouble. Instead, he stayed at home honestly with his family and children.
After all, after the Lantern Festival, he will most likely leave Beijing to pursue his career, and the day of separation is not far away.
When it comes to playing chess, Shen Yi is still good at it, but when it comes to playing Go, he is much worse than Lu Anshi. After a few games, those who are killed have no room to fight back. It just so happens that when the big dragon is about to be slaughtered, the door is in time.
There was a knock on the door.
Shen Yi rolled his eyes, turned to look outside the door, and coughed: "Who is it?"
Qing'er's voice came from the door: "Young master, I am a slave..."
"Come in."
Soon, Qing'er, who was carrying hot tea, opened the door and walked in. Shen Yi glanced at her and asked, "You want to see me if you have anything to do?"
Qing'er nodded, took out two invitations from his sleeves, and handed them to Shen Yi: "Master, please look at the invitations sent by two families just now. I saw that... they seemed to be a wedding in the palace, so I sent them to the master.
Watched it."
Shen Yi stretched out his hand to take the two wedding invitations, took one look at them and waved his hand: "Okay, I know, go ahead and do your work."
Qing'er nodded, saluted Mr. Lu, then turned and left.
After Qing'er left, Master Lu looked at the two wedding invitations with some curiosity and asked, "Which royal palace is going to hold a wedding?"
"Prince Yue's Mansion."
Master Lu frowned again and said with some doubt: "Prince Yue's Mansion... I remember that this title was granted decades ago, but it was later expelled because of the heir. Where did this Prince Yue's Mansion come from?"
"Your Majesty's biological brother Li Yu."
Shen Yi smiled and said: "I have just been awarded the title of King of Yue."
"Your Majesty has granted me a marriage, and we will get married on the twelfth day of the first lunar month."
Shen Yi gently placed a white stone on the chessboard.
