Wang Fulin had come to the residence of Tan Lun, the Minister of War, with Wang Daokun, several times before, but now when he comes back, he only sees that the door of this house with not much regulation is neglected. Even the gatekeeper seemed to be a little depressed and tired.≤, he only took one follower and then reported his name. The gatekeeper showed surprise, staring at him for a long time, and suddenly ran in, without even a word of explanation. He guessed that the Tan family was a little confused because of Tan Lun's serious illness, so he didn't care too much, so his follower tied up a horse on the tying pillar, so he stood there and started to be stunned.

Fortunately, not long after, the concierge quickly came out with a middle-aged man. After meeting each other, the middle-aged man bowed and said, "Wang Shiyu, I heard that you were coming back to report your job. I didn't expect that I would return to Beijing so soon. It's just that my father has been bedridden for more than a day or two, so it's probably not very convenient to meet guests."

Although the last half of the words were hesitant, since Wang Fulin knew that the person who came was Tan Lun's son, that is, the one who could make the decision of the Tan family, he said sincerely: "Mr. Tan, I just returned to the capital today and learned that the Grand Sima was sick, so I hurried over. Whether it was from the position of my nephew in my life or the friendship that Grand Sima gave me the word "expression", I wanted to visit him, even if I stood in front of the bed, and I would also ask Mr. Tan to be able to sympathize with my true feelings."

After seeing Wang Fulin say this, he bowed to the ground, and Tan Xian hesitated. He was not a material for studying, but he was just a scholar for many years. Because Tan Lun was the Minister of War, he was just a student of the Superintendent of the Ministry of War. Now he is the sixth-rank Taichang Temple Chief. His two younger brothers stayed in his hometown last year to try to take the exam for the juren. After failing the exam, Tan Lun never sent back the news of his illness. Until not long ago, he even prepared the letter of his wife, so he ordered people to return to his hometown to deliver a letter, but planned to ask for a favor for other sons. For example, a sixth-rank official like Shang Bao Sicheng, who has no real power, also hopes that he will take on the heavy burden in his family.

So, knowing that Wang Fulin's future is pretty good, after thinking about it for a while, he finally felt that he was not favorable and had to force a smile and say, "Okay, Wang Shiyu, come with me."

Whether Tan Lun was the governor of Fujian or the governor of Ji Liao, he had many concubines. However, when he retired and returned home, he sent many women. After he was resigned from the early years of Wanli, the maids given by Zhang Juzheng and the maids sent by others occupied most of his backyard, so he inevitably left a reputation for lust. Now walking in it, Wang Fulin did not see any Yingying. Even if he entered Tan Lun's bedroom, he still didn't see even a maid serving him. He couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

Could it be that Tan Xian had just stepped in his power to send all these women away before Tan Lun passed away?

The bed against the wall pulled half of the curtain. Wang Fulin followed Tan Xian forward, and then saw Tan Lun lying there, as if he was sleeping, his breath was weak, and it was obvious that the disease was already very heavy. Although he had already made the worst plan when he came, now seeing such an old and famous elder who had fallen into this state, he really felt heavy and could not help but let go of other thoughts. After standing quietly for a moment, he was pressed against countless words in his heart. Finally, he turned into a sigh.

How many romantic figures are like this, and they are lingering in their beds until they are old, but it is no wonder that countless wise kings are still obsessed with the art of immortality and are difficult to extricate themselves.

He stared at Tan Lun intently, and planned to stay for a while before leaving, but unexpectedly the people on the bed suddenly had a slight movement. Without time to think about it, he rushed to Tan Xian and reminded him. However, Tan Xian saw that his father had woken up from these days. Seeing that Wang Fulin did not come forward to disturb him, his impression of him suddenly improved a lot. After nodding, he knelt down on the ground in front of the bed and shouted softly: "Father."

Tan Lun's eyes only opened a slit slightly, swept Tan Xian and took it back, asking in a whispering voice, "It seems that someone is coming?"

Wang Fulin's voice just now was very slight. Tan Xian didn't expect Tan Lun to have heard it. He was silent for a moment before whispering: "Yes, father, Shiyu Wang is here to see you."

Although Tan Xian only used such a vague title, Tan Lun exclaimed softly and then asked, "Is it Shiqing?"

Wang Fulin didn't expect that Tan Lun had reached this point and could still remember his words. He hurriedly stepped forward and replied, "Grand Sima, he is the junior."

"You're back." Tan Lun burst out these four words with some difficulty, but he didn't open his eyes much, but he whispered, "Dalang, I have something to say to Shiqing."

This is what obviously made him avoid, and Tan Xian was shocked. You know, it was a bit reluctant for him to bring Wang Fulin in to visit his father before. At this time, he didn't expect that when Tan Lun woke up and knew that Wang Fulin was coming to visit, he would leave someone to speak alone! However, he never dared to disobey his father. Even though the famous anti-Japanese generals in the past have now become the dying old man on the sickbed, he didn't dare to say anything. After Na Na agreed, he stood up. He was about to leave, but Wang Fulin said, "Brother Shi, don't worry, I will try my best to let the Grand Sima Shao speak."

Tan Xian could only smile bitterly. Even if Wang Fulin really had this intention, his father would have to listen! So he shook his head bitterly and finally retreated quietly.

Until this time, Wang Fulin sat down on the edge of the bed, gently stretched out his hand to hold Tan Lun's already very thin hand, but he couldn't bear to say anything. When he came, he didn't expect that Tan Lun was really dangerous to the point of the moment. If he disturbed that kind of trouble, would he still be considered a human being?

"Shiqing, if possible, take care of my sons."

Tan Lun had already struggled to say it for a few more than a dozen words, but Wang Fulin heard it and was stunned for a moment, he nodded without hesitation. But the next moment, he heard a question that caught him very off guard.

"My legacy has been written almost completely. Who do your uncle wants me to recommend as the Minister of War?"

Tan Lun paused seven or eight times, and his eyes suddenly opened. Wang Fulin looked at the eyes that were obviously very turbid, but his eyes still vaguely revealed his sharp eyes. After a while, he said word by word: "If possible, the Grand Sima might as well recommend Wang Chonggu, the Minister of Justice."

If Tan Xian was there, he might be surprised to ask. Don’t everyone know that Wang Daokun and Wang Chonggu are not very harmonious?

Tan Lun looked clear and smiled slightly. If he hadn't been unable to move, he would have almost nodded.

At this time, Wang Fulin continued: "If Wang Chonggu could join the Ministry of War, the Minister of Justice would be vacant. When Liu Yingjie was Governor Ji Liao, he had acquainted with General Qi's civil and military affairs, and he had great achievements. If he could be summoned to the court to take over this position, it would be quite appropriate. Of course, I heard that he did not have a good relationship with the Chief Minister, and it would be okay for the Governor of Guangdong and Guangxi Ling Jiantai to take over this position. But now there is almost no war in Jizhen, but Liaodong still has frequent wars. The governor of Liaodong Zhang's office has made great achievements. If he governs Ji Liao, he will undoubtedly go further. Once he has the title of Governor, the qualification to take over as Secretary of War is enough. Wang Shangshu is old after all, and he also needs a successor."

When Tan Lun heard Wang Fulin ask him to recommend Wang Chonggu to take over as Minister of War, he noticed that Wang Fulin had a follow-up. After listening at this moment, if he hadn't been able to drink, he would not have laughed loudly, and would have laughed and drank to vent his depression in his heart for many days and even years. After a while, he blinked slightly and said dryly: "Okay, listen to you."

Seeing that Tan Lun accepted his proposal without saying a word, Wang Fulin was surprised and grateful. When Tan Lun signaled him to go out and call Tan Xian, he immediately followed. When the elder of the Tan family came in, he immediately revised the letter according to Tan Lun's wishes, and then wrote a letter to Zhang Juzheng according to Tan Lun's difficult dictation. This lasted for a full two quarters of an hour. When all the drafts were completed, Tan Xian saw that Tan Lun held Wang Fulin's hand tightly and said something, he was stunned.

"Remember to take care of Dalang!"

"good!"

After this simple last conversation, Tan Lun closed his eyes again and his breathing became weaker. Tan Xian was shocked by it. When he came forward to check and confirmed that his father had just entered a coma again, he breathed a sigh of relief. When he sent Wang Fulin out of the house, he couldn't help but want to ask a few questions when he thought of the last conversation. But he found that Wang Fulin's expression was already extremely confused. He thought of the tacit understanding between the old and the young just now, and suddenly felt that his son was a little failed.

If it weren't for none of the children and nephews, why would the father ask outsiders to take care of them? Although the prime minister and his father had been in friendship for many years, if their father died and they would take the coffin back to their hometown to observe the system, more than two years later, how much incense would the prime minister have left for them, the Tan family's children?

Wang Fulin did not say anything to Tan Xian that auspicious people had their own heavenly appearance. After all, as Tan Lun, I guess even the imperial doctor had been invited to Tan Xian for many times. So, before leaving, he only whispered to Tan Xian: "If there is anything happening these days, please ask Brother Shi to come to the Wang family to say it. No matter what, if my uncle and the Grand Sima have been intimate for many years, even if I thanked the Grand Sima for the word "Sword", I will never ignore it. I only asked Brother Shi not to treat me as an outsider."

Everyone said this. Thinking of his father and Wang Fulin's separate conversation, he actually changed the letter and wrote a private message to Zhang Juzheng. Tan Xian felt that his only resentment was gone. When he watched Wang Fulin get on his horse, he chewed the name Shiqing that Tan Lun gave Wang Fulin, and felt that it was meaningless.

Since the beginning of the fight against the Japanese, my father has been leading troops outside, fighting Japanese pirates, governing Shaanxi, and then being transferred to Sichuan to pacify the gang. Finally, he went to Jizhen to resist Mongolia with his old partner Qi Jiguang. It can be said that he was simply a firefighter. Wherever there was a difficulty, the court wanted to transfer people. Because he had been in charge of military affairs for many years, his father knew that in addition to losing military discipline and fair rewards and punishments, if his personal character was too noble, it would easily lead to suspicion in the court. Therefore, he had collected maids and concubines, acted like he liked women, and also exchanged his experience of dominating women. It was not until this time that his father ordered him to dismiss the concubines with a large sum of money, and his son understood this.

Is it easy to be an official?

When Wang Fulin returned to Wang's mansion, it was already evening when the sun set. The sunset shone the figures of the people and horses. Perhaps because he did not receive the instructions from the owner inside, the people guarding the door were actually the two who had been assigned by Wang Fulin before. Until he saw Butler Lin again, he said, and Butler Lin was as amnesty as he received a general amnesty, and immediately transferred two honest and decent followers from the servants to serve as gatekeepers. The one who led Wang Fulin to the Wang Daohui was the injustice that had had many dealings with Wang Fulin before.

Along the way, Xiao Buping whispered that he was waiting for Wang Daokun's news at the left gate of Chang'an until the message came out and confirmed that Wang Daokun was involved in the reading of the paper. Then he went home. He learned that Wang Fulin had returned, but he had no time to notify Wang Daokun. Hearing that he talked about how Shen Maoxue, Feng Mengzhen and others were so angry that Wang Fulin thought of Tan Lun's illness, and the Minister of War who was about to be vacant, he was a little impetuous without realizing it. However, he opened his mouth several times but eventually did not interrupt Xiao Buping's words.

When he came to Wang Daohui's study, he found that Jin Bao and Wang Wujing were not here. Wang Daohui explained: "You should have some income when you go to see the Grand Sima, so I will let Wujing take Jin Bao to his sister-in-law's place."

Wang Fulin could understand Wang Daohui's eagerness, so he briefly described the plan he explained to Tan Lun in a concise way. Seeing that Wang Daohui's face was really wonderful, he apologized and said: "It's urgent. I really didn't expect that Grand Sima's illness would reach this point. I was afraid that there might be danger at any time. Therefore, since Grand Sima asked, I happened to come up with such a plan and put it in the name of my uncle. I know that such a big thing is too hasty to make a decision without discussing it with you, but..."

"Don't, you kid are much more powerful than us!"

Wang Daohui was in a good mood and patted Wang Fulin hard on his shoulder, but said with a smile: "Let's go and see Jinbao!"

Although he felt that his advice in front of Tan Lun had done his best, Wang Daohui could agree, and Wang Fulin was of course relieved. When he came to Mrs. Wu's place, he saw Jin Bao quickly approaching him, but he turned around and bowed: "I have met my father!"

Wang Fulin just woke up and heard Jin Bao call him father. Now that he has become a master of this literary father, he is a little uncomfortable. He smiled and helped him up. Seeing that the little guy's head had grown up with a big height, his face also faded from a young child, and he became a little more steady. He couldn't help but feel the pride of having a son in my family to grow up. However, his cheap father has always been very majestic. After nodding with a smile, he praised: "A fourteen-year-old Juren, the reputation of you, a young prodigy, has spread."

"Where is a young prodigy? I didn't expect that this time I could win the exam. The examiner, Teacher Dai, got sick in the provincial examination room. The deputy examiner, Teacher Chen, took the exam papers and was the one who he insisted on. When I met the two teachers, I once said that my article was shallow. Fortunately, Teacher Dai was very kind, and Teacher Chen was a little overly enthusiastic about me." Speaking of this, Jin Bao was a little difficult to speak of. After a while, he said, "I heard that Teacher Chen should have won me because the chief assistant looked at his father differently, so I wanted to try for a few more years before going to participate in the exam."

Wang Wujing was a member of Shuntian Prefecture. He had just passed the county examination and became a child. Therefore, he was very envious of Jin Bao, who was younger than him, who actually passed the Juren. Hearing Jin Bao's confession, he was stunned for a moment, but he thought of the scene of his own ranking third in the examination. If he hadn't been his father's son, wouldn't he have entered the top three?

Wang Fulin had heard that Jin Bao had passed the exam before, so he analyzed it carefully with Xiaobei. He would not pour cold water on Jin Bao at this time. After signaling Jin Bao and Wang Wujing to sit down together, he said with a smile: "If you win, you will be defeated. Why do you think so much? When I was able to stand out in the Nanzhili provincial examination, I still used the power of Mr. Fang and Mr. Ke? As for the palace examination, it was even more of a competition for opportunities and luck. If you don't take the exam this year, you won't take the exam. After the three years of precipitation, you don't have to think about anything else. Follow Mr. Xu to hone your knowledge. There will always be a big hit!"

He said this, but he lamented in his heart. How long will it take to wait for Jinbao to support the portal and retire by himself? Is it easy for him to be a firefighter once he returns to Beijing this time?

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