marquis of jingan

Chapter 499 The Invitation Card of Yue Palace
Because the weather outside was too cold, old man Yang couldn't stay in the yard all the time. The old man led Chen Yu into the warm pavilion of Xiangfu. Several servants in the warm pavilion had already lit the stove. After the two sat down, Yang Xiangguo quietly looked at the disciple in front of him, and sighed slightly.

Although the old man is old, he is still quite sober. He pointed to his nose and said softly: "I am over [-] years old as a teacher, and I have been a prime minister in Zhongshu Province for more than ten years, and I have also been a prime minister for six or seven years. , it is basically impossible to hold the pivot again."

Chen Yu lowered his head slightly, and said with a smile: "Even if the teacher no longer serves as an official, the Yang family still has a brother. The brother is now the minister of the Ministry of Industry, and he is only one step away from the Ministry of Education."

If you do a good job in the position of Minister of the Sixth Department, there are two ways out.

One of them will naturally go up, from the right servant to the left servant, and then the left servant will help him to become a minister, the great nine ministers of the imperial court.

As for the six ministers, there is actually another way.

That is to skip the Shangshu and directly enter the Zhongshu to worship the prime minister.

Of course, those who can directly pay homage to the prime minister are usually the ministers of the Ministry of Rites, Ministers of Officials and Ministers of the Ministry of Households. The newly promoted right ministers of the Ministry of Industry like Yang Fan are still far from the position of prime minister. thousands of miles.

"Feng De is too flattering to Faner."

The old man took the tea handed over by Chen Yu, blew on the hot air floating on the teacup, and said softly: "He has been able to enjoy himself in Jiankang City all these years by relying on his status as a teacher. head."

"He entered the official position with grace."

The old man took a sip of his tea and said quietly: "After all, if you are not a Jinshi, your foundation is not deep enough."

"Your Majesty's sudden promotion of him has ulterior motives, not because he really has any abilities."

"In this life, even if his official career is smooth, he has not been dragged down by the old man Zhang's side. He is the servant of the Six Departments, and he has little hope of being ranked in the Jiuqing."

The so-called old man Zhang was Zhang Jian's grandfather, Zhang Jing.

The two old men have been in the middle school together for more than ten years. Although they are amicable on the surface, they have a lot of rivalry behind the scenes. The biggest difference between the two prime ministers is their attitude towards Beiqi.

To put it bluntly, Yang Jingzong is a peacemaker, while Zhang Jing is a hardliner.

Although it has not yet become a "two parties" with clear distinctions, there is already a rudimentary form of competition.

After saying this, the old Xiangguo, whose hair was mostly gray, looked up at Chen Yu in front of him, and smiled slightly: "But you are different, Feng De."

"You are a Jinshi of the second list, a serious second-class background."

The old man said earnestly: "The future of our faction will mostly fall on the shoulders of you, Feng De."

Chen Yu, the former prefect of Jiangdu.

Although he was appointed in Jiangdu, because of the grain price case, he was only given a middle-level Kaoquan by the Ministry of Officials in his last term, but he was promoted by the emperor in an exceptional way and became the first of the six departments, known as the top official among the officials. The official's official department became Yuanwailang of the official department.

Although he did not preside over the first division in the Ministry of Officials, the status of Wailang, a member of the Ministry of Officials, could no longer be considered low in the court.

More importantly, this Chen Yuanwai is only 38 years old this year, not yet forty.

As long as he continues to work in the official department, he will have a bright future.

Don't talk about going to the pavilion to pay homage to the prime minister, even if he only becomes the minister of the official department, he will be one of the few big figures in the court in the future.

Chen Yu raised his head, took a quick look at the old teacher's expression, then lowered his head again, with a panicked tone: "Men, how can the student be so good..."

Yang Xiangguo smiled slightly, reached out and patted the disciple's shoulder, and said softly, "Don't underestimate yourself."

"After becoming an official as a teacher, the former disciples and officials who used to be like flies have almost disappeared completely. Only Feng Deqiu still comes to visit his teacher at home during the New Year and holidays. A friend in adversity can see the truth."

"Looking around now, as a teacher, only you, Chen Fengde, are worthy of a great job."

Yang Jingzong said earnestly: "From today on, as a teacher, I will devote all my efforts to you, Feng De, and strive to lift you to the position of Minister of the Ministry of Officials within five years."

"Going further up, it depends on His Majesty's intention."

Speaking of this, the old man looked at Chen Yu, and said in a desolate tone: "Maybe, in the future, the wealth and lives of the Yang family will depend on you, Feng De, to protect them."

Chen Yu took a deep breath, stood up, and bowed to the old man: "Teacher, but I still have a breath, I must do my best to repay my teacher and brother."

Yang Jingzong got up and stretched out his hand to help Chen Yu up. The old Xiangguo's eyes were already cloudy, and he seemed to vaguely see the future.

"There really is such a day."

"Most of the teachers are gone."

Yang Xiangguo sighed silently: "At that time, if Fengde can save one or two, he will be a teacher with a smile on his face."

Chen Yu lowered his head slightly, with a hint of excitement in his eyes: "Students are so heartbroken, they will do whatever they want..."

Seeing that Chen Yu answered without hesitation, there was a hint of suspicion in Old Man Yang's eyes.

But now, he has no better candidates who can train entrustment.

………………

In a blink of an eye, another six days passed, and time came to the fifth day of the ninth year of Hongde's Lunar New Year.

After working for several days in a row, the end of the year is finally almost over.

God is also very generous. From the first day of the new year to the third or third day of the new year, it was snowing. Although the snow was not very heavy, for three consecutive days, Jiankang City was still covered with a layer of white. Order the taste of Chinese New Year.

On the fifth day of the new year, because the weather was too cold, Shen Yi didn't go out. Instead, he lit the stove at home and played chess with his father-in-law.

During this time, Master Shen held back his temper because he offended someone, and finally stopped going out to cause trouble, but stayed at home honestly with his family and children.

After all, after the Lantern Festival, there is a high probability that he will leave Beijing to start a career in the south, and the day of parting is not far away.

Shen Yi is good at chess, but he is much worse than Lu Anshi at Go. After a few games, those who are killed have no room to fight back. It just so happens that when the big dragon is about to be slaughtered, the door opens at the right time. There was a knock on the door.

Shen Yi rolled his eyes, turned his head to look outside the door, and coughed: "Who is it?"

Qing'er's voice came from the door: "My lord, you are a slave..."

"Come in."

Soon, Qing'er with hot tea opened the door and walked in. Shen Yi glanced at her and asked, "Can you find me?"

Qing'er nodded, took out two invitation cards from his sleeve, and handed them in front of Shen Yi: "My lord, please take a look, there are two invitations sent by two families just now, servant girl sees...it seems to be a wedding in the palace, so I sent it to you Look."

Shen Yi stretched out his hand to take the two wedding invitations, glanced at them and waved his hands: "Okay, I got it, you can go get busy."

Qing'er nodded, saluted Master Lu, then turned and left.

After Qing'er left, Master Lu looked at the two wedding invitations with some curiosity, and asked, "Which palace is going to hold a wedding?"

"The Yue Palace."

Master Lu frowned again, and said with some doubts: "The Palace of the King of Yue... I remember this title was granted decades ago, but later he was expelled from the country because of the extinct heir. Where did the Palace of the King of Yue come from?"

"Your Majesty's younger brother Li Yu."

Shen Yi smiled and said: "I have just been conferred the title of King of Yue."

"Your Majesty has already bestowed a marriage on the twelfth day of the first lunar month."

Shen Yi gently put down a white stone on the chessboard.

"Marry the daughter of General Zhao."

(End of this chapter)