General Constitution of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 60
Just when Beizhen Fusi was facing Zhan Rong's confession like facing the enemy, Zhu Zaiyu also came to the forbidden palace with the memorial table.

But when passing by the cabinet, Zhu Zaiyu asked suspiciously: "Eunuch Gao, what is the cabinet doing? It's so lively?"

Gao Zhong hurried over and whispered:
"Your Highness, Old General Zhou has entered the capital and is clamoring to see your father."

Before Gao Zhong finished speaking, Zhou Shangwen's tongue-twisting voice came from afar.

"Yan Song, I *you* made a *, you bastard give me a hearty word, whether to approve it or not?!"

"Zhou Shangwen! This is not your tent of the Chinese army commander in Datong, it is under the feet of the emperor, and it is a holy land of gentleness!"

"Then stop his fucking nonsense, we fight each other three times, you are 69 this year and we are 74 this year, don't say we bully you!"

"..."

When Zhou Shangwen was in the Chinese military governor's mansion, only Yan Shifan was arrogant and capricious in the entire Chinese military governor's mansion.

In the year Zhou Shangwen was in Beijing, it can be said that he met and sent telegrams and wrote bulletins when he went home, forcing Yan Song to come out and apologize in person, and he was willing to let go after transferring Yan Shifan away. Shi Yun "face-to-face scolded him."

Hearing Zhou Shangwen's name, Zhu Zaiyu immediately said nothing, and cupped his hands at Gao Zhong.

"Eunuch Gao has worked hard."

Apparently, Zhu Zaixun also understood the prestige of this old General Zhou, so he didn't dare to stop for a moment, and ran towards Xihuamen quickly.

After half an hour.

After Jiajing finished watching Zhu Zaiyi's memorandum, he had a slightly disappointed expression on his face.

It seems that Jiajing already knew that Zhu Zaixun would write like this.

"I know."

Jiajing casually threw the playbook onto the imperial case, but he didn't intend to review it at all.

Zhu Zaiyu hesitated for a long time before falling to his knees.

"My son has one more thing to report."

"Say."

Zhu Zaiyu thought for a while, and then said: "Master Ning Shiwu is going to bring a Hokkien speaker to play, please open the sea."

Jiajing, who was sitting on the futon, slowly opened his eyes, but there was no trace of annoyance on his face, but a slightly jealous cold snort:

"Master Ning, are you going to come into the palace again to scold my faint king?"

Zhu Zaiyu hesitated for a long time, but bowed his head and said:
"Royal father, if you prefer, you will know if you listen to it, even if you don't accept it, at least you should listen to what Master Ning has to say."

Originally, Zhu Zaiyu thought that Jiajing was going to be furious.

Unexpectedly, Jiajing squinted his eyes and waved his hands impatiently, as if to be a favor.

"Okay, I understand, listen to my son, see you, see you all, is it done?"

Zhu Zaiyu was overjoyed when he heard the words.

"On behalf of Master Ning and the people of Fujian and Zhejiang, my son thanked my father, my son will not disturb my father Qingxiu anymore."

After all, Zhu Zaiyan left Xiyuan as if he was afraid that Jiajing would repent.

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On the other side, after the persuasion of Gao Zhong, Zhang Zuo and others, Zhou Shangwen finally agreed to give Yan Song another chance and left angrily.

Yan Song, whose clothes were messed up by Zhou Shangwen, was in no mood to continue in the cabinet, and hurried out of the palace with the help of his servants.

As soon as he got home, Yan Song threw Zhou Shangwen's playbook in front of Yan Shifan.

"Yan Shifan! You are going crazy! How many times have I told you, don't mess with that guy, don't mess with that guy, have you ever heard of it!"

"Three months ago, I asked you to quickly record the military achievements of Datong, why haven't you finished the survey yet?!"

Yan Shifan, who was scolded by his father, got up quickly and looked at his father obsequiously.

"Father, don't be angry, son, haven't you tried to remedy this?"

"You can't save it!"

Yan Song walked towards the hall, but at this time Yan Song realized that there was actually a person sitting in the inner hall of his house.

"Isn't this an honored guest for you? You talk slowly, and my son withdrew."

Yan Shifan bowed and retreated, and Yan Song also adjusted his clothes under the service of the maid.

"Meng Lang, the dog, let Qi Zhi take offense."

The middle-aged man sitting in the hall heard the words and hurriedly got up and cupped his hands and said, "Old Yan was joking, the younger came to the door hastily, so I should ask Elder Yan to forgive me."

Yan Songwu let out a long sigh.

"Oh, time is not forgiving. In the blink of an eye, your father Xiegong has passed away for more than two years."

The middle-aged man stood up.

"It's still a blessing to be old Yan. He's nearly [-] years old, and his family members are still the same as before. Brother Yan is so capable. It's fitting that the Yan family will prosper in the future."

If others say this, Yan Song will accept it with a smile.

It's just that the person in front of him said this, but Yan Song was a little embarrassed to hear it.

"Qi Zhi made fun of the old man. No matter how prosperous my Yan family is, it can be half as good as your Kuaiji Tao family? The name of Mr. Wuliu is still in my ears. 20 years ago, his father Xie Xie was even more powerful in Lingnan, and the master of the Tao family Xi Huang."

Tao Shixian was wearing a seventh-rank official uniform, but he was passed on by his father in Honghe Temple, but no one dared to despise this seventh-rank goodness in the court.

The names after Jin Taiwei Tao Kan and Mr. Wuliu alone are enough to bluff people. His father Tao Xie was the recently deceased Minister of the Ministry of War. He fought in southern Jiangxi and governor of Guangdong and Guangxi for more than ten years.

"Old Yan, what are you talking about?"

"Porcelain from the Yan family, tea from the Xu family, and boats from the Zhan family from the Weng family. In the future, Mr. Yan will return to his hometown, and his descendants will be rich and rich. That is the real Master Xihuang."

Unexpectedly, Yan Song's old face gradually relaxed when he heard the words, and he said with some displeasure:
"Isn't there still money from your Tao family? Why didn't Qi Zhi mention it?"

Seeing that Yan Song was displeased, Tao Shixian hurriedly made amends.

"Old Yan, old Yan Ge, you are joking."

"It's not the Tao family's money, but the Xie family's money. Tao is just listening to his son-in-law. Isn't this junior here to give you money? The silver is 20 taels, or according to the interest after maturity, 5000 Two, a lot of money."

Hearing this, the anger in Yan Song's heart could not be suppressed completely.

Yan Shifan, the co-author, sent the money from the household department to the Tao family to earn interest. How could Yan Song not be angry, and said angrily in a low voice:

"That's not the money of the old man, it's the money of the imperial court! Don't you, the Tao family, be afraid of failure and pass it on to the ears of the emperor?"

Tao Shixian took a deep breath.

"I don't need to worry about Yange, even if Jin Yiwei came to check my Tao family's account, I couldn't find out why."

Yan Song pondered for a long time, Tao Shixian thought that Yan Song was old and fell asleep, and he still didn't forget to get up and look around.

"What about Zhan's family? Whose boat will I use in the future?"

Tao Shixian sneered and said, "Which boats should be used and which ones should be used? It's just a change of owner. We are all grasshoppers on the same rope. Mr. Zhan knows it well, Xu Butang, and you also know it."

Yan Song leaned on the back of the chair and hummed in a low voice.

"If I had known this before, why would I still be the chief assistant of this cabinet, just like Mr. Di Gong, Mr. Shiya of the Xie family, just go to Guangdong to be a ministerial envoy and return to the countryside."

Tao Shixian had already delivered the silver, so naturally he didn't want to continue spending it in Yan's house, so he just stood up.

"Old Yan, the silver and silver have been reconciled, so the junior will not bother you. When you celebrate your birthday in a few days, the junior will come to celebrate your birthday again, and the junior will say goodbye."

Watching Tao Shixian leave his courtyard, the anger in Yan Song's chest could no longer be concealed and he slapped the table with a "bang".

"Yan Shifan, get the hell out of here!"

(End of this chapter)