marquis of jingan

Chapter 264 Old Man and New Man

The two prime ministers left very calmly.

In fact, at their age, although they can't be regarded as completely dissatisfied with power and position, they have benefited from what should be used for so many years, and what should be good is also good. At the age when they are half buried in the ground, there are nothing more than four words in their hearts.

For posterity.

So no matter whether it is Yang Jingzong or Zhang Jian, although there will inevitably be a sense of loss in their hearts, they are still calm. They returned to Zhongshu Province generously, handed over official affairs and seal letters with the other three prime ministers, and then the two old prime ministers held hands , supported each other and left Zhongshu Sheng.

After Zhang Xiangguo left Zhongshu, he couldn't help looking back at the place where he had been working for more than ten years, and then smiled heartily: "I have been in a cage for more than ten years, and I am at ease now."

These two prime ministers are both prime ministers appointed after the younger brother took office, and both of them have been in Zhongshu Province for nearly 20 years.

It's just that when the two of them entered Zhongshu, they were still juniors of Zhongshu Province, and they couldn't preside over the overall situation of Zhongshu. It was not until ten years ago that Yang Jingzong took over the chair of "Prime Minister" and began to preside over political affairs. It was also at that time , Zhang Jian became the second prime minister of Zhongshu, and worked hand in hand with Yang Jingzong for ten years.

At this time, the two old fellows were walking hand in hand in the imperial city, which was quite emotional.

After hearing Zhang Jing's emotion, Yang Jingzong shook his head and let out a long sigh.

"Your Majesty forbids us to leave Jiankang. Chongde, you are in a strong body. It will not be a big deal to spend a few more years in the capital, but the old man's body..."

Yang Xiang had a sad face, his face was full of sorrow.

"I'm afraid I will die in a foreign land..."

"Letting Xiangguo stay in the capital is because His Majesty cannot do without Xiangguo."

Zhang Jing had been Yang Jingzong's deputy for ten years, and knew what old man Yang was thinking better than anyone else. He said with a smile, "One day His Majesty encounters difficulties, and you have to ask Xiangguo to come back and preside over the overall situation."

"Old man, old man..."

Yang Jingzong's body was already slightly bent, he turned his head and glanced at the deputy beside him, and sighed: "Old man, this time I dragged you down, if it wasn't for me, with your body, you can work for at least another five years." Zaisu."

"Xiangguo was joking."

Zhang Jing smiled very freely: "Not to mention that my health is not much better than Xiangguo's. Even if I can still work for a few years, it is a great thing to be an official a few years ago. I can go home and have a good rest. Maybe I can live a few more years." .”

He looked at Yang Jingzong with a smile on his face.

"We're getting older, and it's time for us to rest. If we take more rest, we might be able to live a few more years and see more of this world."

"When you are nearly seventy years old, you should naturally rest when you rest."

Yang Jingzong's brows were down, with a look of sorrow on his face.

"I'm afraid that young people are too tedious to do things, eager for quick success, and will suffer a lot."

"It's their young people who are going to suffer."

On the contrary, Zhang looked very open, and said with a smile: "It has nothing to do with us old things."

"Chongde is very free and easy."

Old man Yang shook his head and sighed again: "I'm a little worried in my heart, worried that those young people don't know the importance of doing things..."

He looked at Zhang Jing, and suddenly smiled: "The two of us have worked together for so many years, the reason why we disagree on this matter is mostly because you have a good grandson, so you can leave things to the children with confidence If you do, the old man will not have your blessing."

The old prime minister looked distressed again, shook his head and said: "None of the grandchildren in my family are promising, but if someone like Zhang Yi'an can be produced, I will close my eyes and leave with a smile."

Zhang Yi'an, Zhang Jian, in his early 20s, No. 30, nine of the second-class Jinshi, a real high-achieving student, not to mention compared with other ordinary scholars, even in Jiankang's yamen circle, Zhang Jian is also a very good yamen .

"The child is unstable."

Zhang Xiang thought of his eldest grandson, and couldn't help shaking his head.

"It's hard to say what the future holds."

"As for Xiangguo's descendants..."

Zhang Jing smiled and said: "I heard that the Young Master of the Yang family is very famous in Jiankang. With the merits of the old Xiangguo, he can be entrusted with the grace to become an official. Maybe he will inherit the mantle of the Xiangguo in the future."

"Little husband?"

Yang Jingzong snorted: "That Nizi only wanders around Jiankang City every day, provoking wind and rain, and he is the only one who is worthy of the title!"

"When you mention him, the old man feels that there is no name in his heart!"

While chatting, the two old guys supported each other and left the imperial city.

Just when the two prime ministers left the imperial city, a middle-aged man with fair complexion and handsome appearance was already waiting at the gate of Ganlu Hall. After he waited at the gate for about half an hour, the gate of Ganlu Hall finally opened. The eunuch came out from inside, looked up and down at the middle-aged man waiting at the door, lowered his eyebrows and said, "Isn't Jiangdu prefect?"

The middle-aged man was Chen Yu, the prefect of Jiangdu. Hearing this, he quickly stood up, and bowed his head respectfully to the eunuch Gao: "Return to Eunuch, and I will be the prefect of Jiangdu, Chen Yu."

"Ah."

Eunuch Gao nodded and asked, "Have you been to the Ministry of Officials?"

Chen Yu shook his head honestly, and said: "Eunuch, the official office has not opened yet, and after the official enters Beijing, he dare not see other people again, so he came to visit Junfu right away."

"He's really good at talking."

After Gao Ming nodded, he said, "Originally, you should go to the Ministry of Officials to report on your work first, and then come to see His Majesty after the report, but you are lucky, Your Majesty is willing to see you."

"You come with us."

After finishing speaking, Eunuch Gao turned his head, put his hands behind his back, and led the way.

Chen Yu respectfully followed behind Gao Ming, and not long before he arrived in front of the emperor. Eunuch Gao stepped forward and said something to the emperor with a smile.

At the same time, Chen Yu also knelt down on the ground respectfully, kowtowing to the emperor.

After listening to Gao Ming's words, the little emperor glanced at Chen Yu thoughtfully, and then said slowly: "You are Chen Yu, Jiangdu prefect Chen Yu?"

"Chen Yu, the prefect of the capital of Chenjiang, kowtows to Sheng Jia."

"Don't be too polite, just get up and talk."

The little emperor ordered Chen Yu to get up, looked at the prefect of Jiangdu seriously, and then asked: "Prefect Chen, I have a question for you..."

Chen Yu hurriedly lowered his head: "Please, Your Majesty, I know everything..."

"Last year, there was a scholar named Shen Yi in Jiangdu because of his good writing, so I asked him to write a few manuscripts for the palace newspaper department. Does the prefect Chen know about this?"

What the emperor said was both brilliant and somewhat unsophisticated.

The clever thing is that it can knock mountains and shake tigers, but the not so clever thing is that the emperor should not reveal that he asked Shen Yi to write the mansion newspaper.

Whether it is Di Baosi or Gao Ming, they are all good targets to shirk responsibility. The emperor really has no reason to take this kind of thing on himself.

Chen Yu was clearly prepared for this question, he bowed his head deeply and said, "Return to Your Majesty, I... have heard of some..."

The emperor was expressionless: "Where did you hear that?"

Chen Zhifu took a deep breath, bowed his head deeply and said, "Your Majesty, the matter involves the teacher..."

This sentence is tantamount to directly admitting that Yang Jingzong did it.

The emperor did not talk nonsense,
"You just say it."

Only then did Chen Yu lower his head, vaguely, and report to the little emperor about Yang's mansion's search for information.

His Majesty the Emperor glanced at Chen Yu thoughtfully, then patted the latter on the shoulder, and said, "Okay, I already understand."

"You just arrived in Jiankang, go back and rest. Remember to go to the official department tomorrow. After two days, the official department will finish their work, and someone should come looking for you."

"Yes."

Chen Zhifu respectfully resigned. Just after he left the imperial city, he got into his carriage and looked at the presents prepared in advance in the carriage with a calm expression.

After seeing the emperor, it's time to see the teacher.

"Go to the Yang Mansion."

The handlebars responded, then turned to look at Chen Yu, and said with a smile: "Master, there are hundreds of houses surnamed Yang in Jiankang City..."

Chen Fuzun's face darkened, and he said in a muffled voice.

"Go to Yang Xiangguo's residence."

(End of this chapter)