Han Shizu

Chapter 360 Diligence for the Country Yang Xianggong

The place below Yang Bin was not far from Xing, and the defense was also heavily guarded, with dozens of heavily armed and imposing soldiers.They are all trilogy of villagers who have followed Yang Bin for many years, and there are more than a dozen strong soldiers who were rewarded by the great ancestor Liu Zhiyuan as followers.

The sky was already dark and deep, and the surrounding area was astonishingly cold, with the icy wind piercing through the bones.

In the warm room, on the side of the couch, Yang Bin, the prime minister of the Han Dynasty, was still working at his desk.Yang Bin is a standard Shandong man. After several years of busy life as a prime minister, his slender body has shown his majesty, and he has completely lost the contempt of the "thatched cottage team".

After processing the official document, stop writing, put it on the pen holder with a sense of ritual, put away the album, and call the person.Not long after, a subordinate official entered and listened to his orders in awe.

"Send this document back to Tokyo, the Ministry of Officials, and implement it accordingly. Officials who have violated the rules must be dealt with severely!"

Yang Bin's tone was extremely cold.

The official in front of the case was obviously Yang Bin's confidant. He knew what happened and accepted the order. He couldn't help hesitating, and asked: "Mr. A man with a profound background, Zhang Yisu, a foreigner, is the only son-in-law of Wang Xianggong of the third division.

Before he could finish speaking, he was scolded by Yang Bin coldly: "The Han law is strict, and we can't allow you to be so careless. Looking forward and looking backward, it's time to clean up the court of this big man. Don't say any more, just post a message and do it." However, if there is any further hesitation, this old man will not forgive me!"

"For the sake of safety, should...should I submit it to His Majesty for review first?" The subordinate asked for instructions again, but under Yang Bin's cold eyes, his voice became smaller and smaller, and he quickly changed his words: "Your Majesty will do it now."

After that, he fled like a land and left.

The guest was at the lonely case, looking at the hurried back of the subordinate, Yang Bin's expression gradually eased, and after a long time, he sighed heavily.I don't know when, these subordinates should also question his decision. At the beginning, he, Yang Xiang, was in the Han court, but he was the one who called the wind and the rain and said what he said.

Ugh……

Feeling tired, Yang Bin couldn't help raising his hand to caress his temples carefully. Although he was out of sight, Yang Bin seemed to be able to feel the whitening hair there.Aside from other things, Yang Bin also worked day and night for the Han Empire, which was always in turmoil when it was first established.Although he was not welcomed by the emperor Liu Chengyou, as the prime minister of the great Han Dynasty, Yang Bin still performed his duties with confidence.

Taking a deep breath, calming down his slightly depressed mood, Yang Bin picked up another letter from the stack of papers on the case, opened it for review, and took a pen to make comments.

The cold night became more and more severe, and the time passed unconsciously, and a gust of wind suddenly came, blowing out the weak candle that was about to burn out.

His eyes darkened, his brows furrowed, and Yang Bin immediately called out: "Come here, hold a candle!"

An open flame was lit, and an old slave dressed as a steward entered, holding a three-candle lampstand in both hands.

"Master, it's late at night, let's go to bed earlier!"

"Wait until I finish approving these few official documents!" Yang Bin lowered his head and replied casually, "You can step back first, I don't need to wait here."

Seeing this, the old slave couldn't help persuading: "My lord, you are so diligent. On the road to the north, you still work day and night for the country, forgetting to eat and sleep. These days, the emperor doesn't know, let alone care, why bother?"

The old slave's words were obviously not worth it for Yang Bin, and he complained about it.Hearing this, the pen in his hand stopped, and Yang Bin raised his eyes to look at this old slave who had followed him for many years and had a close relationship.

That means knowing his loyalty, otherwise according to Yang Bin's character, a ruthless scolding would be inevitable.Even so, he still gave a small warning: "When I was still infancy, you followed me to the great Han Zaifu. After so many years, you should know my character. If this is the case, you should not say it from your mouth. Not to mention, with your mediocre body, how dare you criticize the dignity of the emperor? Now it is not the same as before, when you are by my side, you should be more cautious in your words and deeds, and behave according to the rules!"

After being lectured by this, the old slave sighed and respectfully bowed down: "Yes!"

Yang Bin devoted himself to his official duties, and the old slave did not leave. He noticed the fatigue on his aging face under the bright yellow light, and took the initiative to say: "Master, I will give you a shoulder squeeze."

He was probably really tired, so Yang Bin agreed in time.

While skillfully arranging for Yang Bin, the old slave talked about it in a chatty tone: "In the daytime, my family sent a letter, which was written by the villain's scoundrel, saying that Fuzhou is poor and I can't bear it. Bitter, I want to come back to Tokyo, my little one wants to..."

Listening to his words, Yang Bin's old brows were immediately furrowed, and while thinking, he said: "There are some twinkles in your words!"

Without waiting for his explanation, Yang Bin said again: "I don't think it's your son who wants to return it, but my son can't stand it!"

Among Yang Bin's three sons, Yang Tingwei, the second son, persecuted his subordinate officers for committing suicide.Yang Bin was angry that he hated him, so he demoted his second son to Fuzhou as a minor official.

The old slave was a little embarrassed by Yang Bin's words. Although his tone was weak, he still had the courage to say: "Master, Fuzhou is remote, far away in the west, a poor place, the territory is not peaceful, and the soldiers are in danger. Years have also suffered from constant disasters. This kind of place is really a land of tigers and wolves. Erlang has been staying for nearly two years, and he should know that he was wrong. The effect of punishment has also been achieved. Why don't you call him back, serve him at the knees, and discipline him face to face? Relieve the pain of lovesickness..."

Hearing the old slave's argument, Yang Bin showed a strange expression, looked at him seriously, thought for a while, and said, "It's an improvement to be able to teach you to say such words!"

Then the color turned sharp: "However, because of these words, he still has to stay in Fuzhou. Otherwise, if he is called back and handed over to others, I am afraid that he will ruin the family style of my Yang family. He is in Fuzhou. How can those reckless actions in the state hide it from me?"

"Furthermore, the current situation in the court..." At this point, Yang Bin's expression became gloomy, and he sighed: "Forget it, I won't mention it. I will write another letter later and send it to Yanzhou, to that Unfilial son..."

Yang Bin was determined, and the old slave wisely stopped talking.

Suddenly, there was a dissonant noise from outside the door, like a commotion.Yang Bin, who was in a bad mood, was sullen. Just as he asked the old slave to go out to see the situation, he saw the captain of the guard enter the hall in a hurry, his face full of panic.

Yang Bin hammered lightly on the table, and asked, "What's the commotion outside, and the expressions are in such a hurry, what's the proper way!"

"Master..."

Before he could utter two words, he heard a burst of intensive footsteps coming from outside, mixed with the sound of clashing and rubbing nail leaves.

His expression changed, he stared at him, and after a few breaths, he saw Zhao Yanjin and Zhao Kuangyin rushing in aggressively with a group of forbidden troops.

Of course Yang Bin recognized the two direct generals of the imperial squad, he was slightly startled, clenched his fists in his sleeves, and put on the air of a prime minister on his face, he asked: "The two generals Zhao, why did Han Ye lead the troops into the hall?"

Zhao Yanjin and Zhao Kuangyin looked at each other without speaking.Get out of the way, Wang Jingchong walked slowly, with no expression on his face, he bowed in the middle, and said sadly: "Your official pays homage to my husband, and I have been bothering you all night, please forgive me!"

"Wang Jingchong!" Seeing this situation, how could Yang Bin ignore him and stare at him coldly.

Wang Jingchong stood calmly, looked at him without showing any timidity, and said quietly: "Your Majesty has a request, if your husband is interested, you shouldn't embarrass us..."

(End of this chapter)