Li Fengan's residence is located behind the Dudu's Mansion, connected by a corridor. Li Fengyao walked from the residence to the corridor to go to the government office.
The gatekeepers of the mansion were sitting and talking. The news that Li Mingyu had succeeded as Jiedushi made everyone smile as they had not seen for a long time. When they saw Li Fengan coming, everyone stood up and saluted warmly and respectfully.
"Third Master."
"The third master is going out."
"Does the third master want someone to accompany him?"
"Third Master, do you want a car?"
A wave of greetings and concerns sent Li Fengyao out.
Li Fengyao answered one by one in a friendly yet arrogant manner. He didn't want the car and went to the yamen to have a look. He walked through the aisle and walked to the back door of the yamen on the opposite side.
There were also guards standing in front of the back door. Different from the guards of the Li family, they were wearing military uniforms and looked solemn. When they saw Li Fengyao approaching, they greeted him with a knife in their hands: "Who are you and what are you doing?"
Having been here for more than half a year, Li Fengyao no longer has the energy to be angry: "Even if you change people every day, the person you change should know me already. Can you say something else?"
The guards were stoic and would not let me go without answering.
When he first came here, Li Fengyao had a temper, but later he lost his temper after being tortured. Now that Li Mingyu has become the Grand Governor, he has a temper again: "Get out of the way, this is the Grand Governor's Mansion, and my nephew is the Grand Governor."
"The Governor is not in the Yamen." the guard replied.
Li Fengyao stopped in one breath: "Go well, the Governor has something to do. I will go to the Yamen for him."
The guard still didn't step aside: "Who are you looking for?"
After Li Fengan's death, Jiannan Road continued to operate normally. There was no chief governor in the yamen, and deputy envoys, branch envoys, Sima, judges, judges, etc. each performed their duties.
Deputy envoy Yan Mao presides over Jiannan Road.
These people all listened to Yan Mao and simply forgot that Jiannan Road's surname was Li. Fortunately, Li Mingyu got the title of Jingjie justifiably. Who would dare to look down on him in the future? Li Fengyao said bitterly: "I'm looking for Yan Mao."
This time Li Fengyao was not blocked again, but he was not let in either. A soldier led the way and accompanied him. On the way, he saw officials coming and going, and Li Fengyao did not say hello warmly. It was even more unpleasant in the Yamen than in Li's house.
Happy, at least in Li Zhai he was greeted warmly and respectfully wherever he went, although this enthusiasm did not bring any benefits.
Li Fengyao was sent directly to Yan Mao.
Yan Mao was five years older than Li Fengan. He had the appearance of a standard martial artist. He sat behind the desk and held a pen like a knife. Although he was not enthusiastic, his attitude was very respectful. He stood up and came down and called Mr. Li San.
"Mingyu took over as the Governor and wanted to congratulate everyone. I will make arrangements." Li Fengyao did not greet him.
Yan Mao responded: "It has been arranged." He took the book from the desk and said, "This is the list of officials from various places who want to come to pay homage."
You definitely can’t come empty-handed when you come to worship, right? These officials in Jiannan Road were recommended by the Jiedushi and then approved by the court. To put it bluntly, they were all decided by the Jiedushi. The power of life and death rested with their promotion, demotion, and transfer.
Here, they are all in the hands of Li Mingyu, well, in the hands of the Li family, the huge Jiannan Road, hundreds of official positions, Li Fengyao couldn't help but take a deep breath and stretched out his hand...
Yan Mao had already closed it and retracted it: "It hasn't been sorted out yet."
Li Fengyao almost choked when he couldn't take a breath, and said angrily: "This has not been sorted out yet!"
Yan Mao responded: "Put it together immediately, and I will personally deliver it to the Governor in person tomorrow morning at the latest."
Li Fengyao snorted and smiled again: "Thank you for your hard work, General Yan. Mingyu is still young. If you have anything, just tell me..."
Before he finished speaking, a guard came in: "Sir, Ji Liang wants to see you."
Ji Liang, Li Fengyao thought of this person and said, "By the way, Mr. Xiang's injury..."
Before he could finish his words, someone broke in and stirred up a gust of wind.
"Busy? What are you busy with? Is there anyone busier than the doctor?" Ji Liang waved his sleeves and shouted angrily, rushing to Yan Mao, "My lord, do you want me to come and treat my injuries or do you want me to treat my injuries?"
The prisoner’s?”
Yan Mao was not angry at the spit on his face. Instead, he looked behind Ji Liang and saw a guard coming in: "Mr. Ji wants to break a soldier's leg again to treat the injury. Mr. Donghai does not agree."
Mr. Donghai was a doctor originally from Jiannan Road, and was placed next to Ji Liang by Yan Mao on the grounds of accompanying him.
"The injured leg was not cured at all, so of course I had to interrupt and start over." Ji Liang sneered, seeing that everyone in the room was ignorant.
"The wounded soldier is ready to leave," the guard added.
"How can you walk with a limp?" Ji Liang said arrogantly, "I'll let you see how a real broken leg can be rehabilitated."
The guard's expression showed no signs of shock and expectation, and he said calmly, "The wounded soldier is very satisfied with the current situation."
Yan Mao nodded and understood. Ji Liang was angry: "He is not a doctor, what does he know?"
Yan Mao said: "Mr. Ji, soldiers are paid to protect their families and the country, and they can die in battle, but we have no right to dispose of their bodies, so if they don't agree, we can't force them to treat their injuries."
"Then why do you want me to come here? You, the eldest lady, begged me so much that I came here." Ji Liang shouted, flicking his sleeves, and then his eyes glanced at Li Fengyao and the guards in the room. He didn't know who they were either.
, but they know that this is Jiannan Road and they are soldiers. If there is a war, they will suffer casualties. There are more people here than pheasants and rabbits in the mountains...
Ji Liang swallowed back the words "I'll leave now that's the case", snorted heavily, and ran out humiliated and arrogantly.
Yan Mao waved his hand to the guard, who bowed and left.
"Third Master, what did you just say?" He turned around and asked, "Master Xiang's injury..."
"Master Xiang's injury is much better. He can participate in the celebration, why not let him host it." Li Fengyao said hurriedly.
This is not a doctor, he is a lunatic. If he is asked to look at Xiang Yun's injuries, is he going to make Xiang Yun fall off his horse and be trampled by the horse?
Yan Mao said: "That's great, but the specific matter has to be decided by the Governor. I will go to see the Governor tonight."
Li Fengyao hummed, not interested in staying here anymore. Since Yan Mao would go to see Li Mingyu in the evening, he would just go home and wait.
Seeing Li Fengyao walking away without touching the ground, Yan Mao's expression remained calm. He picked up the books on the table without arranging them again, and called the guards: "Let Gu Sima notify them according to the roster."
Li Fengyao passed the wooden yamen guards who looked like clay sculptures, and entered the house with the disciples of Li's house once again cheering for each other. He decided to guard Li Mingyu tonight, not only tonight, but also in the future. Li Mingyu was no longer just a child.
When he became the governor, he had to deal with political affairs, but he was still a child. As an uncle, he had to stay by his side and not let him be deceived by his officials who had their own agendas.
"Third Master!"
Li Fengyao heard a gentle call and the faint fragrance of flowers. He turned his head and saw Li Min, half-hidden behind a flower tree, waving.
"Why are you here? Are you back from Jiangling Mansion so soon?" Li Fengyao walked over and asked.
Li Min waved her hand: "I haven't gone yet. No, I went and came back. I haven't gone again yet."
What a mess, Li Fengyao frowned, Li Min took his hand without waiting for him to speak: "It doesn't matter, third master, please lend me some money first for emergency."
Money? Li Fengyao was very angry: "I don't have any money yet!"
This is the most annoying thing about him in Li's house. Looking at the gold and silver, he can't get a penny. Of course, there is no shortage of food and drink. What he wants is available, but what's the point of those things, and these are the same?
The servants gave it to him.
He wants money, control, and giving it to himself.
"How come you have no money?" Li Min stared, "Didn't the second master give you money?"
Second Master? Where does he have the money? He might as well do it himself. At least he doesn’t have to spend money on food and clothing in Jiannan Road.
Li Fengyao held Li Min's hand and put aside everything else: "What money? Tell me quickly."
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Li Fengyao was so busy inside and outside that Xiang Yun didn't pay attention anymore. He sat indoors and sighed thinking about everything going wrong recently.
Li Fengyao and Li Fengchang thought that it was useless for Li Mingyu to inherit Jiedushi because of his contribution. These people in Jiannan Road did not think so, because it was indeed not his contribution.
It is inconvenient to do things here in Jiannan Road without merit. However, fortunately, one thing went smoothly. After meeting Xiang Nan, Li Minglou had already set off for Taiyuan Prefecture.
Then let things go more smoothly and get married immediately, which was originally going to be postponed. The old saying that the night is long and the dream is long is true.
Xiang Yun took the pen and paper, raised his uninjured left arm, and started writing with his left hand.
He is young and talented, can write with both hands, knows everything about astronomy and geography, and works diligently as an official, but he has been subordinated to others for half his life. Is it possible that he can only be subordinated to others for the rest of his life?