In the quiet room, the aperture of the gossip pattern cast from the window is no longer there.

After Yan Song left, Huang Jin ordered the little eunuch to put down the thick curtain, and then led two little eunuchs to a incense burner with slight hands and plans to replace some top-quality sandalwood.

"I trust him so much, but he has stabbed the mess, but he still wants to clean up for him! What does it mean to say he suddenly wants to repair this? " Jiajing's eyes were already open and he complained slightly.

He had been in charge of the Ming Dynasty for forty-one years, and in the first three years he was subjected to some constraints from civil servants headed by Yang Yanhe, but he was in full control of the country later.

With his political wisdom, he can naturally see the harm of things. If he spends silver on building dams so generously, then his Sanqing Taoist Temple and the expansion of the Temple of Heaven do not need officials like Wu Shan to stand up and oppose it. The Ministry of Revenue will

I can't get the money.

The same is true. He was actually dissatisfied with Yan Song's intention, and even regarded him as an obstacle to his cultivation of mystery.

In the past, Huang Jin never dared to express his opinions. He could avoid as far as he could. But at this moment, facing Jiajing's sudden complaint, he said hesitantly: "I left the palace yesterday, but I heard some rumors, but I didn't know

Should I say it?”

"What should I say? You are the one I trust the most now!" Jiajing no longer paid attention to the way of preventing internal supervision from interfering in politics and said to the old slave who has always been loyal.

Huang Jin seemed very moved, but knelt on the ground and said, "I heard that although Yan Shifan stayed in the house in the capital to mourn, he was still in charge of the Ministry of Works behind the scenes. Now many officials have distributed silver to him."

"What happened like this?" Jiajing was nostalgic to Yan Song, but he had no affection for Yan Shifan. When he heard that Yan Shifan had done such a disgusting thing, he immediately showed resentment on his face.

According to the Ming Dynasty, all officials who passed away with their parents resigned and returned to their hometown to observe the system for three years. Just because Yan Song was old, Yan Song took the initiative to stand up for Yan Shifan's request, so he allowed Yan Shifan to stay in the capital.

The house is in charge.

But he never expected that his grace to Yan Shifan would be exchanged for favors and abuse of power.

Huang Jin raised his eyes and carefully observed Jiajing's reaction, and added another fire and said, "I heard that Yan Shifan saw that Master Yan was already old and knew that he would not have been in charge of the Ministry of Works for too long, and now he was more than before.

Still greedy!"

"Ha! No wonder Yan Weizhong advocated the repair of the dam repeatedly. It turned out that Yan Shifan was the villain behind him to instigate him!" After hearing these things, Jiajing immediately made a judgment and seemed to see through everything and sneered.

Huang Jin felt relieved when he heard Jiajing's words, but his face seemed very calm.

"What are you doing on your knees? Get up and prepare lunch for me!" Jiajing looked at Huang Jin kneeling on the ground and immediately said dissatisfied.

Huang Jin hurriedly got up from the ground and immediately sent someone to Jiaming Palace to arrange the emperor's meal.

Although lunch is mainly vegetarian and the emperor's appetite is not very good, it actually costs a lot. Even if it is a small radish, it must be one in a thousand.

The seasoning soup is made from a large number of high-quality delicacies. According to Jiajing's preferences, the soup is then sprinkled on ordinary vegetables.

The emperor has recently favored an ordinary crucian carp soup, which is a dish recommended by Dr. Li. He didn't want to win the emperor's favor.

After lunch, the work of the day officially begins.

Although Jiajing has always been addicted to Xuan Xiu, he has not abandoned government affairs. On the contrary, he is very diligent. He can clearly understand all the affairs of the court.

He came to the desk and sat cross-legged, facing obviously more memorials than usual, his brows frowned slightly. After turning on a few memorials, he suddenly said with emotion: "It seems that Lin Wenkui is indeed too young.

Now!"

Jiajing had a good impression of Lin Qingran, but many officials only officially entered the official position in the 30 or 40 years old, and only at the age of fifty or sixty, had the opportunity to become a serious third-rank official in the court, a Shuntian Mansion, who was only 21 years old.

Yin is indeed too eye-catching.

Previously, he believed that Lin Junran had outstanding abilities and did a great job in opening the sea in Guangdong. Not only did he achieve the achievements of extermination of Japanese pirates, but he also had the achievements of presenting ambergris, but also the Guangdong Maritime Warehouse Department became a source of wealth.

It was precisely these many factors that promoted Lin Qingran to serve as the prefect of Shuntian Prefecture. But he never expected that Lin Qingran had been in charge of the affairs of Shuntian Prefecture for less than half a month, but he ended up stabbing such a hornet's nest.

Huang Jin did not respond, and was busy making tea for Jiajing. Although he did not interrupt political affairs, he was also a well-informed person, so he naturally knew that Lin Qiran was being pushed to the forefront of the case of Old Lady Zhang.

"Have the Ministry of Justice sent that file over yet?" Jiajing turned over and suddenly frowned and asked.

Huang Jin hurriedly stepped forward and took out a file from the memorial and said, "Master, here is here!"

It was at this moment that a little eunuch outside came in and said that Yan Ne was already outside the hall.

Jiajing took the file and directly ordered to the eunuch: "Come in!"

"I am paying homage to the emperor, long live my emperor!" Yan Ne had just written a green poem in Wuyi Hall, and when he heard the summons, he hurried over and seemed to behave in a regular manner.

Jiajing was looking at the file without raising his eyes and said, "Get up!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Yan Ne, wearing a third-rank official uniform, got up carefully from the ground and said.

Jiajing did not attach too much importance to the official's appearance, and even valued the honest official with a pockmarked face. He asked directly: "Yan Aiqing, what about those vassals who are causing trouble?"

"The emperor said, the ministers have come forward in person, moved them with emotion and reason. They also know that the Ming Dynasty was in a financial crisis, and the Ministry of Revenue has squeezed out some silver, and many people have left Beijing.

Now!" Yan Ne bowed and replied loudly.

"Good job!" Jiajing immediately praised, but looked up at him and said, "Now, the position of Minister of Rites is vacant, but someone has recommended Yin Tai, Minister of Rites in Nanjing!"

Yan Ne's heart was cold and cold, and he was beaten hard from behind. If he was in terms of qualifications and official voice, he was not as good as Yin Tai. Yin Tai was already more suitable to serve as the Minister of Rites than him.

.

"But I think you are more suitable than Yin Tai. Are you willing to be the Minister of Rites?" Jiajing saw his reaction in his eyes, his lips raised slightly, and asked in a playful manner.

Yan Ne felt a sense of excitement of losing and regaining it, and immediately pounced on the ground, and his eyes were wet and replied loudly: "I am willing! I am determined to devote all my efforts to the emperor and die!"

"Get up!" Jiajing looked at Yan Ne's reaction with satisfaction, and said with a smile on his face.

Although he trusted Yan Song very much, he had always been firmly held in his heart when it comes to the personnel appointments of the Pavilion Master and Jiuqing. It is said that Yan Song had been serving as the chief minister for twenty years, but Jiuqing had almost no Yan.

People in the party.

Of course, he was very kind to Yan Song and gave Yan Song a lot of authority.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Yan Ne's heart was relieved, and at the same time he felt deeply grateful to the current emperor.
Chapter completed!