Such two simple sentences can persuade Ye Dapao, who was furious, to go back, fully demonstrating Ye Mingyue’s understanding of her father.

Ye Junyao is indeed not an outstanding person, with noble character and unlucky character. He only has ordinary abilities and knowledge in the three or four hundred Jinshi class every three years. He has ordinary abilities and only has a good knowledge of his writing and knowledge, and his personality is also impulsive and impatient, and he likes the kind of person who always speaks boldly. But even such a person, he also has a very significant advantage, that is, he is very self-aware, able to fully trust his subordinates, and willing to decentralize power.

In She County, he was very capable and solved many big troubles for himself. Now in the Fujian Department of the Ministry of Revenue, he, as a doctor, is also the same with the officials below. Because of this, and his actions are generous and not petty, he gets along well with his subordinates. Although the official Wailang transferred from outside covet his position, he thinks that his ability is not so good, but he cannot shake his position.

But the most proud thing about Ye Dapao, to be more precise, was that he married two daughters in She County and had two sons-in-laws. Not to mention the eldest son-in-law, he was honest and served by accident once, and said that he had misunderstood the test and failed the exam, but he was not discouraged. What's more, his father Xu Guo was still dazzling in the Hanlin Academy, which was full of talents. The youngest son-in-law is now famous in the capital and may become famous all over the world in the future, so he would not really be angry with him.

To be fair, he also understood that if he had not been completely kept in the dark this time, so he was so anxious that he was quarreling around and quarreled with others in the Ministry of Revenue, how could others think that Wang Daokun and Wang Fulin's nephew were really against each other? Now that Wang Fulin chased him out in person, the eldest daughter was just here for some reason, so of course he couldn't be more naughty.

Therefore, after returning to the Ye family, this storm that seemed to have caused even greater results was revealed. The youngest son-in-law admitted his mistake and the eldest daughter persuaded him to the point. Although Ye Junyao drank and blew the wind, he was not drunk yet, so he simply asked Wang Fulin about his new life in the Censorate in the past few days. When he learned that his son-in-law had used three tricks to temporarily calm the five newcomers with different thoughts, he stroked his palm and laughed and said, "Okay, it's good, I know that you will definitely be competent! When he went back to the Ministry of Justice to brush the document and grind the file, he took out some great things to let people see!"

"Dad, you have also experienced brushing and checking in the Ministry of Revenue. In history, this kind of thing has been done by officials. The supervisor of the censor just acts like a person, and most of the time he is just perfunctory. If something happens, the officials will be responsible. The board will not hit the head of the six ministries or even the head of the Minister of the People's Republic of China. As for the Minister or the Secretary of the Shang Dynasty, it is even more impossible to be responsible for the omissions found in the brushing of the books."

Ye Mingyue said that these things should be something that most officials in the court would pay attention to, and then smiled and raised an eyebrow at his mother and said, "Mom, am I right?"

"Yes, right, but your father is right." Seeing Ye Junyao's beard was so high that she delivered the fruit plate between Ye Junyao and Wang Fulin's son-in-law. "Because it was the past, this time, Fulin wanted to hone those newcomers, and it would be good to hold this to establish his authority. After all, this is the right measure in his hands."

"But the exam at the end of the month is really OK to give it to five newcomers?" Although Ye Junyao thought that his son-in-law's three tricks were good, he couldn't help asking, but Wang Fulin smiled.

"It is to let them try it. The official offices of Guangdong Road Supervision have all the same things as in the world, and the situation of the completion depends on the distance. If Yingtian Prefecture comes, it should be the completion of the last month. Yanqing Prefecture should be the situation this month. As for those wardrobes, it would be good to have one or two things a month. But how to see the difference between those palindromes and those that should be completed, and truly make the exam into two words practical, it would be as difficult as climbing to the sky, but it is hard to be interested in those people. Do they plan to respond to the story or really use their brains and do things down to the ground? This time, you can see a lot of things."

Speaking of this, Wang Fulin said murderously: "If I just came up and wanted to play tricks and mix with me, I don't mind reporting it immediately, saying that they are not suitable to be censors! Anyway, I have ruined other people's future, so I don't care about these more!"

The Ye family was very familiar with him, knowing that his murderous aura was half true and half false, but if he was completely fake, he would have to cry even if he turned around. After joking for a while, Mrs. Su knew that Ye Mingyue came here today, and it must not be just to persuade the husband and son-in-law to fight for the husband and son-in-law, and instructed Wang Fulin to go to the study to accompany Ye Junyao to drink. The husband and son-in-law and son-in-law opened the knot, and she pulled the eldest daughter back to the room. After entering the room, she saw Ye Mingyue, who was smiling and relaxed just now, her expression suddenly became serious.

"Mom, when my father-in-law went to give lectures to the emperor this afternoon, he heard a familiar father-in-law in the palace say that the Empress Dowager sent someone to Wuqing's Tsinghua Garden today. After the person left, Wuqing's uncle personally beat his second son Li Wengui forty sticks, and the man was beaten out of bed. It is said that Wuqing's uncle also went to Zhang's mansion to send a post, but because the Prime Minister had never rested, he did not see anyone."

"It seems that the incident happened." Mrs. Su pondered slightly, and then said to Ye Mingyue that the Feng family in the outer room beside You Qi was secretly arranged by Li Wengui. Although she told Wang Fulin the news, she kept her mouth shut before, and even the eldest daughter had never mentioned it. Seeing that Ye Mingyue was just slightly surprised, she looked outside thoughtfully. She knew that she understood, and then said, "You Qi and Fulin had a considerable old grudge in Nanjing, so he had been careful and careful before, which made all his enemies fall into it. Just know what to do, Li Wengui would never have thought of Fulin's head."

"I understand." Ye Mingyue nodded slightly, but today, in addition to the information Xu Guo mentioned to her son, that is, her account room, there is another more important thing. "My father-in-law also said that recently, because the old Empress Rensheng is sick, Empress Cisheng often visits Ciqing Palace. Sometimes, in order to show that the two are one, they have stayed in Ciqing Palace. Because of this, the emperor often finds excuses to stroll to the West Garden to relax, and sometimes he is not energetic when listening to the lecture. I heard my husband's tone, and my father-in-law felt that Eunuch Feng might not know about this, and just didn't tell the empress dowager, maybe he was not intentionally hiding for the emperor."

Because Ye Mingyue was a married daughter after all, she rushed to Ye’s house so late today, and the excuse she found was just a temporary idea. So after saying what she wanted to say, Mrs. Su hurriedly sent someone to escort her back. But when the mother and daughter were talking about their goodbye at the second door, Ye Mingyue hesitated for a moment and whispered: “Xiaobei people are waiting for childbirth in She County, not in the capital. She and I had sex with my sisters in Hangzhou back then. Now they are all married, but the eldest lady of the Shi family Yuan Chunxu is Wang Chonggu’s eldest grandson. Yuan Chun seems to have given birth in the past few days. Should I turn around and give Xiaobei a gift to the eldest lady of the Shi family?”

Mrs. Su’s impression of this section is not as deep as Ye Mingyue, but since the eldest daughter raised it up, she nodded while sighing, and then asked, “Where is the building outside the building still open?”

"It's not only open, but it's already a famous scenery by the West Lake." Ye Mingyue's expression softened, with a hint of reminiscence. "But, compared with the dividends I got, I believe that the sisters of the Shi family are the same as us, and hope to go back to the carefree time back then."

He slept in the Censorate for several days, and only had less than three hours of rest every day. Wang Fulin had never been so diligent in his life, so when he was taken to drink by Ye Junyao, he fell asleep drunk after a short while. Ye Dapao initially thought that his son-in-law was pretending, but he couldn't wake up the person. Thinking of the rumors that Wang Fulin had been sleeping in the Censorate for a long time, he felt a little sad on his face. The son-in-law was like half a son, not to mention that during the years when Wang Fulin really grew up, he could be said to have been watching him all the time. Therefore, he did not work for others, and he tried his best to move the person to the couch in the study room and went to find the quilt again.

Just as he settled the person, he heard a rustling sound coming from the door of the study. Not long after, the door was opened a crack, as if someone was peeping. Knowing that it was probably his uneasy eldest son, he shouted angrily: "What are you doing sneakily? Come in!"

The door was pushed open slowly and looked in. It was Ye Xiaopang who was too tall and hard to study. The fat man who was round back then was no longer so fat now, but we still call him Ye Xiaopang. When he saw clearly that Wang Fulin had already fallen asleep, he immediately showed the boss's disappointment. After all, he was thinking that his brother-in-law was busy after coming back, and he almost didn't speak well. This time he finally hoped for people. He could at least ask what was the tense scene in Wenhua Palace at that time, but he didn't expect that the person was already asleep.

Ye Junyao naturally didn't expect that his eldest son would treat Wang Fulin as a storyteller. He asked for his intention with a stern face. Seeing that Ye Xiaopang was stuttering and couldn't say anything, he shouted annoyedly: "We are all married people, so I don't know how to learn from your brother-in-law to start a good career? I don't think about your wife. Why are you still standing here so late? Go back to your room to fall asleep and have to get up early to study tomorrow!"

Ye Xiaopang said weakly, but there was still some luck. He smiled and asked his father to go first. Not long after he went out, he looked at his father entering his mother's main room, but he secretly turned around. When he tiptoed into his father's study again, he came to Wang Fulin's bedside. After smelling the smell of alcohol, he immediately laughed in a low voice: "Brother-in-law, stop pretending, don't think I don't know, you are a huge amount of drinks that are not drunk... Cough, or the one who is the best at drinking and cheating, how did my father's alcohol tolerance win you? You always came and went in a hurry before, and I have a lot of words to say to you."

But he stared at Wang Fulin for a while, but his eyes were still closed and his breathing was even. He scratched his head and thought to himself whether he was really asleep? He knew that it wasn't impossible to wake up the person, but it was too impolite, so he planned to leave. But at this moment, he heard the sound of talking outside the door. One of them was the mother he was most afraid of. He was shocked. When he looked around, he flashed to the back of the wooden couch and squatted down, praying in his heart that his mother would never light the lights when he came in, so that he could avoid it.

Ye Xiaopang didn't even think about it, just because they were the uncles of the man. If Mrs. Su came in and found out, he could use a bad excuse to care about his brother-in-law.

Sure enough, when Mrs. Su stepped into the dark room, she did not light the light, but she still brought the girl. As the girls lit agarwood to help sleep and calm the mind and deworm in the corner of the room, and then retreated, she slowly walked to the wooden couch, stood silently for a moment, and then sighed in a low voice.

"The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop. Sometimes your father-in-law often says in private that it is really meaningless to be an official. The young sovereign minister in the court has rarely had a good ending throughout history. There may be a big storm in the court in the future. It's like you have a riot this time, and a lot of people have fallen, and in the end they can't live without the Censorate, but you still have to cheer up and be the censor of the Taoist throne. I think it's not a pity that no one can help you in your generation, whether it's Mingzhao Mingtang or the brothers of the Wang family."

Ye Xiaopang was already holding his breath. At this moment, he heard his mother say such a stern word as the young sovereign minister. His scalp was numb, but he didn't dare to make any noise. It was not until Mrs. Su left the study that he suddenly collapsed on the ground. Thinking of the last few words, he couldn't help feeling very uncomfortable. Indeed, he was not young anymore, but he was just a scholar, so how could he help his father and brother-in-law?

When Mrs. Su left the study room, her mother who was guarding outside the door had already put down the bamboo curtain. After she walked away with her, the mother said softly: "The eldest young master has not returned to the room."

"I know, he was cat behind the wooden couch where his brother-in-law was lying, thinking that I wouldn't see it if I didn't light the light?" Mrs. Su laughed and said as if nothing had happened. "He had never been determined. After hearing what I said this time, if I didn't have an attitude, I could only throw him back to my hometown and let him be a rich man in the future."

Of course, Wang Fulin would not know what happened after he was drunk and fell asleep. When he was woken up early the next morning, although he was still a little sleepy, he did not have the headache after a hangover. Moreover, he was used to doing everything by himself in the Censorate. Now that someone is serving to wash and dress, he naturally just let others do it half-wake up until he finally had breakfast, and saw a dazzling array of tables. He remembered that he had given all the chefs to his father-in-law's family. The table full of Beijing-style snacks looked so familiar!

He was filled with his stomach and went out. He was once again glad in his heart that the emperor was still young and did not have to go to the morning court. Of course, Emperor Wanli did not attend court for decades. This was actually painful and happy for the ministers. He did not have to go to the court to kneel down. But the problem was that the ministers could not resign and could not make up for the people. This absenteeism was unique for thousands of years. However, with some malicious gratitude, he was interrupted by a few words that Mrs. Su whispered instructing him before leaving.

If Emperor Wanli really had sex attacks and was so tired of studying, would it be possible that something in his memory that completely broke the good relationship between young sovereign ministers was about to happen? But even if he couldn't remember the specific time when Zhang Juzheng drafted a self-criticism for Wanli, it seemed that it was not that early! Empress Dowager Li was still staring at the Qing Palace, what kind of flowers could the little emperor play?

It’s better to keep it in mind. Now he doesn’t have time to worry about this, so he will manage his own acre of three-point land first.
Chapter completed!