Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Chen Xiao is here again, this time to let Fang wake up to eat at home.

"My dad is honorable."

Chen Xiao looked a little regretful and said: "I have been an official since I was in my fifties, so I have nothing to say."

Chen Jiahui actually paid an official post?

Fang Xing couldn't believe it, and asked, "Uncle is unwell?"

Chen Jiahui is only fifty-five years old, and he is the best candidate for Shuntian Fu Yin. Has he actually become an official?

Shuntian Fufu Yin!

Chen Xiao touched her head and said: "My little brother has cultivated several kinds of corn this time. His Majesty was happy to see him, and then he gave him a month's leave, and then my father wrote a letter to the official. As for the body... he was pumped in the morning. I slapped it and it hurt. Then I teased my son, and finally made my son cry. You know, my dad loves his grandson, so he was furious. I must run, but my dad caught him in a few strokes."

"My dad is an official, he took the kids to play with him, and taught by the way. Xiao Ran also stared at the two children, and my mother was even more in love. I became a wooden person and no one paid attention."

The grieving Chen Xiao didn't let Fang Xing give birth to any sympathy. He stood up and said, "Tell the wife and children to prepare and go to Chen's house as a guest."

"Uncle Chen's official appointment?"

On the way, Zhang Shuhui was also a little shocked by the news. In her opinion, Chen Jiahui would have to work for at least another ten years.

None of the important ministers this year has a retirement age. As long as you are in good health and the emperor thinks you are good, then you continue to do it.

As a result, some officials, such as Xia Yuanji, died of illness while in office.

When I arrived at Chen's house, I saw Chen Jiahui and his grandson squatting under a small tree before entering the backyard.

"Dehua is here."

Chen Jiahui got up with a smile, and did not forget to pull up his seven-year-old grandson, his spoiling feeling was beyond words.

"I have seen my uncle."

Seeing Chen Jiahui's ruddy face and strong movements, Fang Xing directly asked, "What's the secret of Uncle?"

Chen Jiahui shook his head, "There is nothing hidden, but Chen Xiao did a good job over there."

Fang Xing understood in an instant, but Chen Xiao was holding his son while talking, and he didn't expect to be more detailed.

Chen Jiahui looked at Fang Xing and smiled, and Fang Xing looked at Chen Xiao's natural smile when he was holding his son, feeling that everything was natural.

The father made sacrifices for his son, this choice is almost without thinking.

Just like Chen Xiao's love to his son, even if he is older, Chen Jiahui can also pay him an official appointment at a critical moment.

After eating at the Chen's house, she woke up on the way back and told Zhang Shuhui the reason.

"The corn has been cultivated well. It has already been planted. The result can be judged only after a few attempts. If it succeeds, Chen Xiao will be crowned directly if he fails to deal with it, so his uncle took the initiative to give his son. Make room!"

There is an unspoken rule in officialdom, that is, a son's official cannot be bigger than Lao Tzu's.

If it is a father-son grade, the son looks more promising, and most of it is the initiative to become a father.

Zhang Shuhui covered her mouth and smiled: "Husband, fortunately, Tudou is still early. If they are promising, you should pay your respects, Husband."

Fang Xing said helplessly: "The three boys, Tudou joined the army, and I don’t know about Ping An. Maybe it’s Congwen, Huanhuan, if it’s not done, they will be in business afterwards. The three sons are different from each other. Wait until they can threaten my father. At that time... Then I will die."

Zhang Shuhui said: "Don't talk nonsense, your husband, when the day comes, the concubine will take care of him."

When his wife comforted her husband because his son might be too prosperous, Fang Xing was just holding back a smile, and when he got home, Ping An came to talk to him.

"Father, why don't you want that new Feng Uncle?"

"why?"

Fang Xing felt a little funny, thinking it was a child's nonsense.

Ping An hesitated for a while, "Father, baby...the baby is still not needed."

Fang Xing smiled and rubbed his head and said: "What the **** is talking nonsense! Study hard and prepare to open your house when you are eighteen years old, but before that you have to choose the path you want to take in the future, this Don’t interfere for the father and only provide suggestions."

Later Fang Xing told Zhang Shuhui of the idea of ​​peace.

"This kid is willing."

Zhang Shuhui feels that Ping An is usually muffled, but at this time she is willing to be able to look at the glory and wealth.

"He probably thinks he will be an earl in the future, and I am also an earl, how can a son be of the same rank as Lao Tzu, hahahaha!"

Fang Xingxiao was relieved, while Liu Guan smiled melancholy.

"Your Majesty, it is these people that the minister wants to impeach."

In general, when the procuratorate impeaches one person at most, a dozen more people are not enough.

But Liu Guan went to battle in person today, and what he took out was a booklet.

This is crazy!

"How many people does this cost?"

Huang Huai muttered, and then saw Liu Guan handing down the book to Yu Jia, and then said: "Your Majesty, these people used slander and other means the year before and last year..."

Huang Huai couldn't listen anymore, he felt humming in his ears and his body was shaking for a while.

Zhu Zhanji seemed to have never known these things. After reading the pamphlet, he said angrily: "Check! The police, Dongchang, Jinyiwei, check it out!"

The emperor's anger was a bit false, but the joint investigation of the case with Dongchang and Jin Yiwei by the Metropolitan Procuratorate was still shocking.

No one entered the remonstrance, even the toughest officials did not open their mouths to persuade the emperor.

So the people from Dongchang and Jinyiwei rushed out again.

A team of Jinyi guards blocked the staff.

Opposite them were the officials that Jian Yi carried.

The numbers of both parties are equal.

But combat effectiveness is not of the same grade.

The door of the official department was thick and the brick walls were blue, and the officials stood behind Jian Yi, silent.

Outside the gate, the spring breeze was warm and the sun was shining brightly. Shenyang raised his head slightly and said, "Master Jian, the evidence is solid, Tang Song is dereliction of duty, what are you doing?"

Jian said nothing, just stood there stubbornly.

The warm spring breeze was blowing his white beard and hair~www.NovelMTL.com~ Some of the officials behind him quietly took a step back, and some looked left and right, panicking in their hearts.

Shenyang didn't force it, but smiled and said, "Sir Jian, someone from the local area has reported that they slandered the officials and used nasty methods, but they were suppressed by Tang Song."

Jian Yi's lips moved, and finally he shook his head slightly.

He couldn't watch the staff being rushed in by Jin Yiwei for the second time!

impossible!

His eyes were glowing, as if there was a flame burning inside.

Shenyang said helplessly: "Master Jian, Jin Yiwei handled the case, and the procuratorate has also filed this matter."

In other words, Shenyang definitely dared to rush in directly, such as the Ministry of Rites.

But Jian Yi is different. He is not only a veteran of several dynasties, but also has a high prestige in charge of officials for many years.

Acting on such an old minister, Jin Yiwei will be jabbed in the backbone.

Shenyang was not afraid of being poked into the backbone, he simply didn't want to do anything to the veteran.

Xia Yuanji is not working, Xue Lu is not working...

From the glory of Yongle Dynasty, these veterans made great contributions.

He sincerely admires them and is willing to give them respect.

But giving in is not the way.

So Shenyang is ready to let people protect Jian Yi.

"Prepare."

Just as he took a step forward, Guo Yan behind Jian Yi suddenly shouted: "Tang Song, are you really doing this?"

Jian Yi's eyes darkened, and his determined mentality gradually faded.

Shenyang seized this opportunity and shouted: "Come here, help Mr. Jian to go out to work. Take Tang Song!"

Shenyang's two confidantes rushed over first, and then protected Jian Yi. The people who followed were like wolves and tigers, and the officials avoided one after another.

Jian Yi looked at Tang Song, who was trembling all over, being kicked to the ground, and then she pulled her hands out.