The news of Jin Youzi's plea for Zhishi immediately detonated the officialdom in the capital.
This is not just a vacancy in two official positions, but many.
When Hu Hu stared at one of the positions, Yan Dajian was staring at the position of his Ministry of Rites, while the right attendant was staring at Yan Dajian's position, and the officials below were staring at the position of the right attendant......
It's a chain reaction similar to dominoes.
One move in front of you, all the follow-up moves.
So why is it taboo in officialdom to parachute?
Originally, everyone was waiting to sit in a row, share the fruits, and everyone could take a step forward, but they lost the opportunity because of the airborne.
How many people will be offended!
And Fang Xing was preparing to cut off Yan Dajian's dream.
"Uncle, Yan Dajian is not wrong!"
Huang Zhong felt that Yan Dajian had no grievances with the Fang family, and he was conscientious in his work, so why did he want to get him?
"I can't get used to it."
"Can't get used to it?"
Huang Zhong felt that Fang Xing was joking.
If nothing else, it is the future of the Ming Dynasty.
If you can't get used to playing with a child, you want to get him?
Huang Zhong said with a smile: "Uncle, this matter still needs to be thought about again." ” "That's it."
Fang Xing couldn't tell why he hated Yan Dajian.
Anlun?
An Lun has always been wary of Yan Dajian, and Dongchang has been staring at Yan Dajian's father and son for a long time.
Why did An Lun stubbornly stare at Yan Dajian's father and son?
Fang Xing felt that there was something unknown in this.
And there is no need to care about these awakenings.
"In another year, Tudou will be able to learn martial arts, and before that, I hope everyone can remember him as a father."
Fang Xing still refused to let the child work alone after all, but Yan Dajian became the cannon fodder of the Fang family.
"Who is the other person most likely?"
Huang Zhong was pondering about this official transfer, as well as the candidate for the head of the household department, and so on. …… The seventh year of Xuande is an ominous year.
Since the beginning of the year, the old ministers of the dynasty have fallen one after another.
The first to go was Xia Yuanji.
Zhu Zhanji was really sad and walked off for three days.
Fang Xing went to Xia's house.
In the white expanse, he stood in front of the spirit, thinking back on his interactions with Xia Yuanji over the years.
Xia Xuan came over after saluting, and Fang Xing asked, "Is there a bad pool at home?"
” Xia Xuan said: "Thank you Xing and Bo, the family is all right." ” This group of old ministers are all ministers of the country, and they will not be seen in the future.
The courtiers in the future became more and more unbearable.
Fang Xing didn't know why the troubled times could give birth to countless people, but the prosperous times could only cultivate moths.
He said to Xia Xuan: "Respect for my father's merits, you are so good, everyone is watching." ” Xia Xuan is different from Xia Yuanji, he prefers martial arts, but most of them are on paper.
Zhu Zhanji has already made a will, Meng Yin Xia Xuan is Shang Bao Sicheng, this is the grief after death, and the shadow will be for future generations.
Out of the Xia Mansion, Xu Jingchang happened to come to worship.
"Dehua, you wait for your brother, let's drink together later."
Xu Jingchang didn't go in and out of the procedure at all, and when he came out, the people in the Xia Mansion were all wooden-faced, and they also had no respect.
After a generation of glory, most of the younger generations will gradually become mediocre and gradually disappear from the crowd.
Xu Jingchang and Fang woke up to the Immortal Residence.
Xu Jingchang is also a little old, and he can't drink as refreshing as before, just drink slowly, in small sips.
"Dehua, looking at you young, I envy my brother!"
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Xu Jingchang's words also increased a lot.
"The street in Dingguo Mansion is called Dingfu Street, what could it be?
Now that there are three vacancies, my brother and I are just suggesting, and I was reprimanded by His Majesty.
Really, no one can prevent me, right?
” Xu Jingchang looked at Fang Xing with a smile, wanting to get a comfort or help.
"Why meddle in this?"
Fang Xing looked at him calmly, feeling that this guy was getting more and more out of proportion.
"That's not something you should meddle in, don't say it's you, my eldest brother has been closed for the past few days, in order not to stir up this troubled water, but you can't wait to jump in, this is looking for death!"
Fang Xing felt that Xu Jingchang shouldn't be so unwise, so his tone was heavier.
Xu Jingchang took a sip of wine, and said with a blank look in his eyes: "Brother feels that he can't live for a few years." ” Fang Xing stared at him, looked at him and said, "You drink less and play less with women, and you are guaranteed to live for another twenty years." ” Xu Jingchang looked at him quietly, and just when Fang Xing thought that he would follow his advice, Xu Jingchang sighed.
This is a sigh of regret.
It's also a sigh of contentment.
He raised his glass and watched carefully as the cyan lines snaked across the glass, as he had survived for years.
I'm just crawling around in life.
He looked away from the wine glass and looked at Fang Xing.
His serious appearance seemed to have broken through some avenue.
"But if you don't drink and don't play with women, what's the point of a man still alive?"
Fang Xing was stunned, but found that he couldn't refute Xu Jingchang's opinion.
Everyone's purpose in life is different, and most of them are to 'live'.
In order to live, for the sake of children and grandchildren, he was busy, and it was not until he was dying that he began to sum up his life.
If there is no talk of cultivating the afterlife, will there be a negative attitude towards life?
After eating, he stayed in the Immortal Residence to talk to Mo Chou's mother and son.
Huanhuan was already getting older, Fang Xing was ready to see the situation and throw him into the academy.
Mo Chou was a little worried about the child's self-care ability.
"You don't go to the main house, but the children can usually go there to rest and eat, and come back after school in the afternoon."
In this way, it can take into account Mo Chou and not disturb Zhang Shuhui and Xiaobai's thoughts, and it can also be convenient for Fang Xing to teach children.
Mo Chou smiled: "Well, that's fine." ” She always felt that she was superfluous, she robbed Zhang Shuhui and Xiaobai's things, so she didn't want to go to the main house, which would make her feel that she was gaining an inch.
Fang woke up and prepared to go back.
"Go back often."
He finally admonished.
Mo Chou nodded in response, but he didn't know if it would be implemented.
When he arrived at the door, Mo Chou asked in a low voice: "Master, they said that the capital is making trouble for those official positions, and if you don't get it right, you will see blood, ......"
"I'm not involved!"
Fang Xing opened his eyes and said nonsense, but he was very reasonable.
After leaving the Immortal Residence, Fang Xing asked, "Yan Dajian still didn't run?"
” In the past few days, hopeful people have been running, and even Hu Hui, who has always seemed a little detached from the officialdom, went to Fang's house, which shows the fierce competition.
And the official position of the Ministry of Rites is obviously worth running for relationships.
Zhu Zhanji would observe the ministers, but he would also ask the ministers about the matter.
This is the largest official transfer in the Xuande period, and if this opportunity is missed, the future stable government will make everything a procedure, which is tedious and difficult to find loopholes.
The old ministers will gradually withdraw from the stage, who will come to the stage?
"Master, Yan Dajian went to find Yang Rong before." …… "Father-in-law, Yan Dajian went to see Yang Rong just now."
An Lun bowed his head slightly, as if he was napping.
The sandalwood in the room is bursting, but the smell is heavier and a little stuffy.
An Lun sat on the chair, slowly raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and asked, "How long?"
” The visitor said, "A stick of incense is more." ” An Lun reached out and picked up a stick of sandalwood on the table and said, "Keep an eye on him." ” After waiting for the people to go out, An Lun sneered: "Do you also want to be a scholar?"
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A dog who has lost his conscience, are you also worthy of being a human being?
” The slender sandalwood was snapped, then bounced up and landed on the table.