Chapter 2545

"There is a woman. She has two brothers. Both of them study. The woman began to work when she was young..."

Hu Zhen is telling a story and Fang Xing is listening to the story.

The storyteller is very serious, and the storyteller is also very serious.

"After the death of her parents, the woman is still working to support her two brothers. At the age of 18, she looks like an old woman. The two brothers are raised in front and back, and the woman is very happy. But as long as Hu Fei rises to the political affairs hall, nine out of ten Shangshu of the Ministry of rites, no, ten out of ten, is what he Yan Dajian has in his bag.

Shangshu!

This is the pinnacle of the minister, and the next step is the Bachelor of assistant politics, which is Zai Fu.

Yan Dajian repressed his excitement and said calmly outside the door, "my Lord, please see me."

"Come in."

After entering, Yan Dajian saw Hu zhe writing with a calm look. He couldn't help praising: "the great people are like the Ming king. It's really difficult for ordinary people."

Hu Zhen continued to write and said faintly, "my compassion is mostly given to my family. Being an official is just fooling around."

The two people said a few words like a code word, and Yan Dajian got down to business.

"My Lord, Yang Shiqi's memorial has entered the palace."

Hu Chen raised his head and said, "calm down! What's the panic?"

He bowed his head and continued to write.

"Jielu is in the human world, but there is no noise of cars and horses. Ask you how you can be, and your heart is far away. Under the East fence of chrysanthemums, you can see the Nanshan Mountain leisurely. The mountain is beautiful day and night, and birds return to each other. There is a true meaning in this. You have forgotten your words if you want to distinguish."

"Good word!"

Yan Dajian praised.

Hu zhe put down his pen and asked, "Dajian also likes Mr. Jingjie's poetry?"

Yan Dajian nodded and said, "when I was reading, I felt that Mr. Jingjie's poems and Fu were a little depressed. I didn't know how to taste Mr. Jingjie's poems and Fu until I had difficulties in my official career."

"The clouds come out of the mountain unintentionally, and the birds know to return when they are tired..."

Yan Dajian recited softly, and then looked at Hu. A feeling of complacency filled his chest.

……

Zhu Zhanji glanced at the memorial and said, "Mr. Yang has worked hard for many years and made great contributions to the state. Yang Ji is Yang Ji. Let him be at ease."

After Yang Shiqi got this, he immediately said, "I can't live without Mr. Yang all day."

No more than three emperors.

The petition of Yang Rong and others is more like going through the motions.

"Reward treasure banknotes for thousands of passes."

The emperor's tone was very cold, as if he wanted to end the friendship between monarchs and ministers with money.

Yang Rong hoped to save Yang Ji's life by becoming an official, but the emperor let him down.

The treasure money given by the emperor was still in hand, and news came from outside.

"Your Majesty sent East Hall..."

Yang Shiqi was desperate.

If he went to the royal guards, Yang Ji could probably save his life.

Dongchang

"Yang Ji's sin is unforgivable. Your majesty means staggering."

Anlun's mood seems very good, smiling.

"The best way for Yang Shiqi to become an official is to go back to Taihe. After catching Yang Ji, he should stagger with Yang Shiqi's way back to his hometown."

Chen Shi said, "father-in-law, it's better to solve Yang Ji on the road and say that he died on the way, so that the kings and ministers can be at peace with each other."

Anlun shook his head and said, "Yang Ji is the son of an important minister. Your majesty should use his head to warn those dignitaries not to touch the law, otherwise they should be killed."

After returning to his room, the smile on Aaron's face disappeared.

"Who is the Minister of rites when Hu Zhen wants to be in the top position?"

When the eunuch who delivered the money left Yang Shiqi's house, the atmosphere in the capital was tense.

And Jin Youzi is now too ill to get up.

"It's busy outside."

Jin Youzi breathed with phlegm sound and his face was reddish.

"Father, it's right for you to keep your body well now. Don't worry about the others."

The eldest son, Jin Zhaobo, is very filial to serve soup and medicine at home.

The other sons were at home, waiting by the bed in turn.

Jin Youzi breathed hard and said, "it's OK to go for his father, but Yang Shiqi also came down. There are two positions, that is fat, so..."

He looked at the roof and gasped, "play the chapter."

"Father!"

Jin Zhaobo said in surprise, "father, you can still recover from this disease."

Jin Youzi moved his body with difficulty and said, "go get the paper and pen."