"The Lin family in Min County has always been upright. Although they have served in office for generations, they are rarely involved in court struggles." Lin Tingji sighed: "But he is a father... When Meng Lang was suppressed by Fenyi, he had a good relationship with Brother Shi Yan..."

Lin Xian advised: "Strictly and forcefully dominate the court and the people, and only intend to be charming the superiors. His father's awesome demeanor is praised by the world."

Lin Feng also understood these words. When Yan Song was in great power, Lin Tingji worked in Beijing and lived next door to Yan’s mansion... The so-called "being close to the water will get the moon first, but Lin Tingji openly claimed that "it is not my best to go to the times."

It was this sentence that offended Yan Shifan. In the end, Lin Tingji, who was already an Imperial College, was driven back to his hometown. It was not until the 35th year of Jiajing that Li Mo, who raised a flag and officially declared war on Yan Song, recommended Lin Tingji to regain his wine as the Imperial College in Nanjing.

Since then, Lin Tingji and Li Mo have never been able to get rid of it anymore. If it weren't for the marriage between Lin Qian's family, Lin Feng would have entered Prince Yu's mansion again, and the entire Lin family and Li Mo would have been unable to get rid of it.

Now that Li Mo is seriously ill, Lin Tingji also knows that his career has basically come to an end. Chen Yiqin, Yin Shidan, Zhang Juzheng, Zhang Siwei, Zhu Dashou, and even his eldest son Lin Xuan. These old ministers of His Majesty's secret residence must be the Minister of Rites.

"Wait." Lin Tingji sighed softly, "When Brother Yan left the next day, he planned to retire for his father."

"What?" Lin Feng was very surprised. "My father was not in his fifties this year, so he retired so early?"

Lin Xuan, who was beside him, suddenly bent his body and knelt on the ground with both knees. "I would like to ask my father to take back this sentence, the child is willing to do so."

"Okay, okay, get up quickly." Lin Tingji smiled and said, "Father avoids his son's way, and he will talk about it in the future."

Lin Feng was stunned and then understood. Lin Feng was the Minister of the Imperial College and the Minister of the Sixth Ministry. The most suitable position was the Minister of Rites. However, if his father could not be promoted to Shangshu or even to the cabinet, Lin Feng would not be able to be included in the Sixth Ministry as a son.

"It is not necessary that my father retire." Lin Qun's eyes flashed, "My father is now the Left Minister of Rites and the head of the Zhan Shi Mansion. If the operation is done properly, he will be transferred to the Secretary of Nanjing..."

"What I mean is that my younger brother is smart." Lin Xuan nodded repeatedly, "Nanjing Minister of Rites Zhang Kuanying is a Jinshi in the 11th year of Jiajing. He is nearly 70 years old. This year, I am afraid that he will be ordered to retire."

After all, Lin Feng spent a year or two in Suiyuan, and knew a lot about the situation in the court. He said with his fingers: "If my father transferred to Nanjing, in terms of qualifications, the person who is most likely to fill the vacancy should be Chen Yifu, but now he is Ding You, followed by Yin Shidan, the Imperial College Priest, Zhang Shuda and his eldest brother, and Guo Pu, who had served as the Minister of Rites before, and Yan Nao..."

"Guo Pu, there is no chance to accept it strictly." Lin Xuan shook his head and said, "Your Majesty hates Taoism. Last year, he searched for more than a hundred Taoist priests and was imprisoned. Both of them used Qing Ci to see the favor of the late emperor."

"Then only Yin Shidan, Uncle Zhang, brother..." Lin Qun hesitated and did not continue.

Lin Tingji didn't understand, but Lin Feng knew it, "For my brother, you must avoid suspicion... In this way, it can only be Yin Shidan and Uncle Zhang."

When Lin Xuan said this, he looked at Lin Feng and frowned.

"Speak clearly." Lin Tingji also frowned.

Lin Feng blurted out, "Didn't my father understand?"

Lin Tingji's face turned dark immediately, hesitating whether to slap this rebel son twice.

"How do you talk to your father!" Lin Xuan explained with a silence: "As long as he was born in Hanlin, it is not difficult for him to be transferred to the Minister of Rites. However, considering that his Majesty ascended the throne, there were still old ministers in the secret residence that had not ascended the throne, so it was necessary to make up for the vacancy that the old ministers of Prince Yu's mansion were the first."

"But by the rules, the Minister of Rites is often in charge of Hanlin Academy, while the Left Minister of Rites is often in charge of Zhanshifu."

Having said that, Lin Tingji finally understood that the Zhan Shi Mansion is a fast channel for promotion of Hanlin officials. Generally speaking, there are three possibilities: His Majesty’s personal choice, the recommendation of the Pavilion Master, and the advice of the chief officer in charge of the Zhan Shi Mansion.

Lin Tingji is now the left minister of the Ministry of Rites and the head of the Zhanshi Mansion. Lin Qun said that the operation and planning is appropriate, which means that he will be the head of the Zhanshi Mansion as a bargaining chip in exchange for Lin Tingji's move to the Secretary of Nanjing.

This possibility exists, and it is not small, but the question is who to trade with?

Zhang Juzheng was Gao Gong's confidant and was also regarded as Gao Gong's right-hand assistant to the future rule.

And Yin Shidan... With Emperor Longqing ascended the throne, many things happened to Prince Yu's mansion that year. Yin Shidan, Chen Yiqin and Gao Gong were rivals in Prince Yu's mansion back then and often quarreled together.

Lin Tingji snorted, "Don't forget, there is also Li Chunfang!"

Lin Feng and Lin Feng looked at each other, and the latter smiled and said, "The rumors were rumored these two days, but Yuan Fu ignored them, and the Ningbo prefect was vacant..."

"Uncle Zhang and Qian Zhancai also have grudges." Lin Tingji reminded.

"If Yin Shidan is chosen, he will definitely offend Gao Xinzheng."

Lin Feng's eyes rolled and hesitated and said in a low voice: "There is someone to choose..."

"who?"

"A Jinshi in the 20th year of Jiajing, Gao Yi, a bachelor of Hanlin Seizure."

Lin Xuan couldn't help but squirted: "I heard that I spent the past two years of leisurely life, specializing in calligraphy and painting. Do I want to borrow flowers to offer Buddha through my father's affairs?!"

Gao Yi is Xu Wei's father-in-law who got married last year. He was formerly a member of the Imperial College in Nanjing. After a few months, he was promoted from the Hanlin Assistant to the Hanlin Assistant Bachelor, and then promoted to the Nanjing Taichang Temple Minister and the Nanjing Imperial College. He is indeed a suitable candidate. From the perspective of the method, it is appropriate to be transferred to the Minister of the Ministry of Rites in Beijing and the Zhanshi Mansion.

But Lin Feng's proposal was obviously intended, and he wanted to become a disciple of Xu Wei.

Lin Tingji sighed speechlessly, "Your brother has just asked you, but Xu Wenchang said he would not accept his apprentice."

Lin Feng muttered dissatisfiedly: "Why is Lu Yucheng acquainted with his disciple?"

Well, Lu Shude's feelings for Qian Xiaomei... It's been two years since Lin Feng had noticed it. Since then, the two of them have always been enemies and friends, and they often left behind.

"Lu Shude?" Lin Tingji looked at his eldest son.

But Lin Huang turned his head... It can't be said that Xu Wei took Lu Shude as his apprentice just to gain advantage for Qian Yuan's seniority.

"Okay, let's all fall apart..."

Lin Tingji was about to drive his two sons back to his yard when suddenly a hurry sounded out of the outside, followed by a gasping report outside the old housekeeper's door.

"Master, Li's Mansion comes to report, Shizhai Gong..."

The three of them stood up suddenly at the same time, and Li Mo passed away.

What flashed in Lin Tingji's eyes was grief. He and Li Mo were originally fellow villagers, and admired Li Mo's heroic spirit, and only then could he be helped.

A strangeness flashed in Lin Yun's eyes. For Gao Gong, Li Mo died was really not the time.

Lin Feng was a little at a loss. He could not judge what impact Li Mo's death would have on the prefecture, but he was sure that there would be an impact.

A moment later, Lin Tingji had already summoned the servants, and Li Mo was alone in Beijing, so he naturally had no choice but to take responsibility for his work after his death.

Lin Feng pulled his brother's sleeve, "Brother, I'll borrow the brand from me for use."

"Go to Li's Mansion, you must be a fellow traveler. You want a sign...you go to Suiyuan?"

Lin Xuan was silent for a while and took out the sign from his arms and whispered, "Go and go back quickly, don't delay... don't get involved."
Chapter completed!