The capital in May is a noisy season.

The blue brick streets in the city seem to be bustling with traffic, with all kinds of peddlers seeking a living, and a group of talented men go to the lake to take a boat trip. A group of women play with washing clothes by the lake, while the teahouses and taverns seem even more lively.

Interesting talk and gossip have always been the things that people in the capital are most passionate about.

"Lin Wenkui's kneeling showed the character of a literati!"

"It is obvious to all during Lin Wenkui's governance of Shuntian period. He is indeed a rare good official in the Ming Dynasty!"

"In order to promote the unruly book and the collection of grain and silver, we can kneel in front of the Wanshou Office in the face of the storm and rain. This is a true wise minister!"

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On the tables in this teahouse and wine shop, the most mentioned thing was the fact that Lin Qingran, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, knelt in front of Wanshou Palace in the storm and rain, and praised Lin Qingran's actions.

In this era, if you simply praise a person, the topic usually does not last too long, and there are always some "private goods" to continue the topic.

Just as everyone praises Tang Bohu's paintings as the best in the world, but Tang Bohu's visit to prostitutes is also talked about by the world. Only by combining the two will the enduring Tang Bohu.

As a different voice rang in the restaurant, Lin Weiran's popularity increased instead of falling, but the topic was completely deviated.

"It's a pity that God is jealous of talent! In the past, there was a Taoist priest who was more famous than Lan Daoxing to test Lin Wenkui's fate. That sorcerer threatened that Lin Wenkui was a person with a weak fate. Although his talent was too filial, his order was still not as good as Zhou Gongjin!

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Amid the noise of teahouses and wine shops, it was a mysterious middle-aged scholar who threw out this secret matter and immediately changed the focus of public opinion in a direction.

Zhou Yu, whose courtesy name was Gongjin, was a famous general in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. He personally led the soldiers of the Wu Kingdom to join forces with Liu Bei to defeat Cao Cao at the Red Cliff, thus establishing the Wu Kingdom's position in the battle for hegemony. Then he died of illness at the age of 36.

Since ancient times, the jealousy of talents has long become a curse. There are many famous officials and generals in the world who died young, including the champion Hou Huo Qubing, the amazing poet Wang Bo, the counselor Guo Fengxiao, and even Zhuge Kongming.

Can't escape the disaster of life span.

Now that I heard Lin Xuran's life "is not as good as Zhou Gongjin", although many people were surprised, they nodded gently, believing that Lin Xuran was a talent with short life and could not escape the curse of "God jealous of talent"

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"If Doctor Chen had a step at night that day, I'm afraid there would be no Lin Wenkui in the world!"

"I heard that the butler of Lin's house had already gone to the coffin shop to order the coffin that day!"

"In this way, Lin Wenkui is indeed a rare talent in a century, but his fate is probably not far away!"

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When something begins, it often develops in an unpredictable direction, and all kinds of gossip that are inconsistent with the facts must be talked about by everyone.

In just a few days, Lin Qingran had a little more tragic color. He was a "poor person" who had just walked away from the ghost gate, and his life span was less than 36 years old.

However, this noisy is the topic of conversation between the scholars and the people in the capital after dinner, but it has nothing to do with the protagonist of the incident and cannot control the situation in the court.

After learning about this, Xu Fan happily set up a banquet that day and invited Tao Chengen, a Shaoqing of Taichang Temple, and other officials from Taichang Temple, to their homes for a drink.

It was another bright morning. Before the white fog outside the city had dissipated, officials from the capital went to their respective offices.

Lin Weiran took a day off more than expected, and as usual, after using a Cantonese breakfast at home satisfied, he took a sedan chair to the Ministry of Revenue.

Thanks to his crazy vitamin supplementation, although the symptoms of the cold have not completely disappeared, they are already cured.

Lin Fu obviously liked the days when he went to the yamen. He ordered another serving after passing the stall of fried ginkgo, and seemed to be happy to eat while escorting the sedan chair to the yamen of the Ministry of Revenue.

The Ministry of Revenue Department has thirteen departments under its jurisdiction, which can be said to be the most lively six departments.

Because they are in charge of the financial power of each province, they can all get rich officials from Bingjing and Tanjing, so many officials choose to ride in sedans to the yamen, which makes it difficult to get to the door of this alley.

However, when Lin Shiran's sedan appeared, all the officials' sedans were leaning against each other and gave the aisle to the main hall first. Especially after Lin Shiran was kneeling down in the storm and rain, officials from the Ministry of Revenue seemed to be more respectful to Lin Shiran.

Lin Weiran first entered the signing room and sat for a while. When it was almost time, he slowly came to the public seat of the Second Hall of the Ministry of Revenue to take charge of the matter.

"Sir, please see the Lord of the Hall!"

The Thirteenth Division Doctor led the delegation to be here long ago. Seeing Lin Xuran appearing on the throne, he respectfully saluted Lin Xuran, who had not seen him for several days.

After Lin Qingran responded, he nodded young and gentle to Xiao Ji, the official in charge of Dimao.

Xiao Jinian immediately understood it, holding a list of flowers and names one by one, and soon reported the situation of the officials going to the yamen today.

Every official has his own style, including good people who are unwilling to offend others, and there is also a strong iron-faced official hall who is strict with himself, and Lin Weiran undoubtedly belongs to the latter.

It was under Lin Xuran's strict management methods that Lin Xuran once released the scattered officials. Even though Lin Xuran had disappeared for three or four days, no officials dared to be absent unreasonably.

Lin Qingran knew that the management methods of kindness and power were easier to win people's hearts. He bowed to the officials present and said, "Ben Zhengtang was weak and cold for several days. Fortunately, everyone performed their duties, and the Ministry of Revenue was able to understand the government orders. Thank you here

Everyone!"

The officials were very surprised and were moved, especially the officials below were flattered, but they all expressed their humbly: "What the officials do is their duty, Lord Zhengtang is polite!"

Lin Qingran's illness was a cause for this reason. Now he made such a statement, even if he was so polite, "Lin Qingran only allowed the state officials to set fires and did not allow the people to light the lamps", and the smoke disappeared at this moment.

"Mr. Ma, you are in charge of the affairs of the Ministry of Revenue this time. I hope you can help Benzhengtang more in the future!" Lin Qingran thanked Ma Sen, who was sitting on the left.

Masen, an official with a modest temperament, also bowed his hand with a smile and replied: "This is the duty of the subordinate, so you don't need to be polite to the Lord of the Hall!"

Facing Lin Shiran's behavior, although everyone was polite, they were undoubtedly warm in their hearts. Lin Shiran's sudden illness was gone, and they had never been idle. Now they felt satisfied when they heard Lin Shiran's words of thanks.

Lin Weiran saw everyone's reaction and asked gently: "I have been on sick for many days. I wonder if there is anything to discuss in our department?"

When the officials heard this question, a look of worry appeared on their faces, and they all turned their heads and looked at Ma Sen, the left assistant minister of the Ministry of Revenue sitting on the left.

Lin Xuran noticed the eyes of everyone and looked at Ma Sen in confusion. Ma Sen said bitterly: "Master Zhengtang, our Ministry of Revenue has encountered a problem!"
Chapter completed!