A century-old family that runs through the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 50 Empty Seal
In November of the eighth year of Hongwu.

Heavy snowfall.

The entire city of Yingtian was covered in snow, snowflakes were flying, and the cold wind was howling in the air, adding a touch of desolation to the empty streets.

On a tall building in the center of the Yue Kingdom's palace, two figures were nestled together.A warm fire was rising next to them, making hot tea and snacks. The thick brocade clothes on their bodies made them not afraid of the cold.

It was Yan Ling and Feng Shuzhen.

"You seem very relaxed." Feng Shuzhen said suddenly.

"Huh?" Yan Ling was startled and smiled: "Then what should I do?"

"I heard from some of my sisters that the Prime Minister of the Left, Hu Weiyong, has become more and more lawless recently, and Zhongshu Province has become his one-stop shop. Aren't you worried at all?"

Feng Shuzhen tilted her head and looked at Yan Ling with autumn eyes. She had her own small circle with several ladies, so she was naturally well-informed.And having read history books all over, she was also very interested in these political affairs, and always asked Yan Ling to tell her:

"But no powerful minister has ever tolerated someone who could threaten his existence right under his nose."

After Yan Ling heard this, he smiled even more happily. He picked up the teacup and took a sip:
"What else did I think? It turned out to be this."

His movements were smooth and his eyebrows were stretched. He really wasn't worried about Hu Weiyong's threat to him.

"Be aware that at the top of the mountain, if you take another step, you will reach a cliff..."

"You mean, Your Majesty..." Feng Shuzhen looked at him with searching eyes:
"But why is this? Now that Hu Weiyong's power is becoming more and more powerful, your Majesty is condoning it? In the past, the prime minister's autocratic power was all due to the suspicion of the young master and the country, or it was caused by the emperor's neglect of government affairs. But your Majesty started out of recklessness, and there is no one in the world. He is his opponent, why are he ignoring Hu Weiyong? If he wants to deal with Hu Weiyong, it is just a matter of one sentence."

"Because the point of his sword is not the Prime Minister."

"My Majesty, my plans are very big..." He stretched out his hand and touched the falling snow on the horizon.

Feng Shuzhen was a little confused, but seeing that Yan Ling didn't mean to say anything, she didn't ask further questions, and just said gently:

"Be careful not to involve yourself."

"Don't worry, I keep a low profile." Yan Ling smiled: "I have also given instructions to those members of the Yan family to be cautious in everything and do things honestly."

"As long as you don't make any mistakes in major matters, don't be greedy and don't take advantage of others, your majesty may be strict, but you won't kill indiscriminately. Even if Hu Weiyong wants to fight me, it won't be that easy."

At this time, Lao Zhu was not as cruel as he was in his later years, and he was still reasonable in killing people.Whether it is the Hu Weiyong case or the Kongyin case, although there are many heads of people, the former involves rebellion, while the latter deceives the superiors and conceals the rebellion of Lao Zhu. Although some people use excessive punishment, there is more or less an explanation.

It wasn't until the two later cases that the knife was really wielded regardless of whether it was done or not.

At least for now, it's safe.

"This official is so tired after doing such a good job." Feng Shuzhen sighed: "It's enough for me to be a highly respected minister. If it doesn't work anymore, I will resign and return to my hometown."

"Wouldn't it be just as happy for you and me to finish this life together?"

She reached out and touched the face that was already showing some signs of age. She gently erased some of the wrinkles around the eyes, leaving only faint traces.

Yan Ling avoided her eyes:
"Now it is no longer a question of whether I can retreat, but that His Majesty will not allow me to retreat. Only when I am under his eyes will he feel at ease with me."

"Ugh."

Once you enter the temple, you can never look back.
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Ministry of Accounts.

Yan Shiqin stretched his waist.

Over the years, he has worked conscientiously and handled government affairs well. He has also been promoted from a ninth-grade secretary, a tired official, to a fifth-grade doctor in Huguang Division.He is still very satisfied with this official position. The fifth rank is considered an official. When he goes to court, he can see His Majesty from a distance.

The only downside is that things get particularly busy as the New Year approaches.

Because according to the regulations of the Ming Dynasty, every year local governments need to send people to the central government to review local account books and verify the tax items handed over.

In this place, it’s not that each province sends one person, but each prefecture and county.

And under him, there is only one Yuanwai Lang and two principals.

As you can imagine, this is a lot of work.

"Sir." Huguang Secretary Yuanwailang came over, followed by a middle-aged man in local official uniform. He was the chief clerk of Tongshan County, Wuchang Prefecture, Huguang Province.

"What?" Yan Shiqin stopped what he was doing and looked sideways at him.

"There are errors in his account books." Yuan Wailang looked helpless.

"Then let him go back and get new ones!" Working like this made even the good-tempered Yan Shiqin angry: "Why do you have to ask me about everything!"

"Sir, that's what I said, but he..." Yuan Wailang stepped aside, while the middle-aged man knelt on the ground without saying a word, dripping with snot and tears.

"Sir, the New Year is approaching, please do it for your convenience." He took two steps on his knees and hugged Yan Shiqin's thigh directly:

"It was the same last year. I went back to Huguang from the capital, and came back again. I came back in September and stopped in June of the next year. I haven't had a year in a row. In the blink of an eye, it will be September again. Sir, you can do it Okay, I’ll kowtow to you.”

After saying that, he took a step back and actually kowtowed to Yan Shiqin.

"No, it's no, no need to say anything!" Yan Shiqin's heart softened for a moment, but he soon forced himself to harden his heart.

This kind of important matter, which is related to your family and life, must not be careless!
"You! Yan Shiqin! Hello!" After hearing this, the middle-aged man couldn't bear it anymore. He stood up and pointed at his nose and scolded: "Okay, I want to see if you, an honest and honest official like you, can be the prime minister. , you can still be honored as an official!"

Turn around and leave after speaking.

"Sir, this is indeed a bit unkind..." the subordinate advised.

"No, it just can't be done! No need to say more!" Yan Shiqin's voice revealed firmness, "Get out! If you say such things again, I will definitely impeach you!"

Yuan Wai Lang was sprayed with disgrace and retreated in frustration.

Yan Shiqin leaned on the chair and closed his eyes tiredly.

What he didn't know was that not only the local officials, but also the officials under him couldn't stand him.

After all, if they don't print it blank, they have to review it over and over again, doubling their workload. Other departments are off work, and they are still working overtime.

"It's just a blank volume, what's the big deal!" Someone secretly pouted.

Some people even took the money handed over by local bureaucrats and helped his volume pass the review:
"It's okay, he won't know."

A big mistake was made.

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(End of this chapter)