The sky has gone dark, and the streets of Beijing are shrouded in night.

Yan Mansion is located in the south of the city, in the small Yongfang, in a place that should have been the mouth of the alley, resolutely erected a tall courtyard. In this land where every inch of land is valuable, being able to have a house of no less than 30 acres is enough to support how strong the Yan family's financial resources are.

The plaque of Yanfu hanging high, the bright red lacquer gate, and the gold lacquer pepper picture beast face tin ring on the door, perfectly interpret the image of the high-ranking family.

Sigh......

A carriage shattered the tranquility of the street in front of the gate and slowly stopped in front of the Yan Mansion.

Lin Haoran, who was wearing a fourth-grade official uniform, got out of the carriage, looked up at the scale and luxury of this mansion hidden in the night, and then thought of Xu Jie's shabby mansion, but shook his head helplessly.

Yan Shifan is probably not a far-sighted person, he only cares about the infinite scenery when he gains power, but he does not think about it when he loses power. Such a large mansion is placed in this capital place, which is simply a tombstone for himself here.

When he arrived at the door, the entourage Lin Fu stepped forward to hand over the post to the porter, and the housekeeper personally greeted him and said, "Lord Fucheng, my son-in-law has been complimenting me for a long time, please inside!" ”

Lin Haoran nodded slightly, and followed the housekeeper into this mansion that he had never set foot in.

Follow the housekeeper inside, the front yard and living room of the house are not only larger, but they are quite ordinary. But the housekeeper introduced him into the back house, but there was a hole in it.

Entering through the brick road, there is no hanging flower gate, but there is a large garden in front of you. In the center of the garden is a large palace-like mansion and outbuildings, and an independent courtyard with a hanging flower gate to the east, middle, and west.

Facing the butler's sneaky peeping, Lin Haoran's face remained as calm as ever, and he quietly followed the butler towards a warm pavilion in the distance.

From afar, you can see the lights in the warm pavilion, and gradually hear the noise and the sound of silk and bamboo, faintly on the window paper, there should be a dancing girl performing in the warm pavilion.

Yan Shifan is now in the period of filial piety, but he is looking for joy at home, which is a kind of unfilial behavior in this era. Once this hat is buttoned, it may be difficult to turn over in this life.

A person who has no self-discipline like this, if he is not Yan Song's only son, even if he has achieved the reputation of a second-class jinshi, it is impossible for him to get the position of the left waiter of the Ministry of Works.

If it is no wonder that Xu Jie will attack Yan Shifan, compared to the diligent and conscientious old Yan Song, Yan Shifan really has too many flaws.

Push the door in, a warm air with sandalwood rushes to your face, and you can see the beautiful scenery of singing and dancing.

"Go down first!" Yan Shifan's body was fat, and his one-eyed eye was a little sharp, and after watching Lin Haoran come in, he raised his hand and said lightly to the group of dancers and musicians.

The lively scene just now was gone, the dancers and musicians retreated, and the warm pavilion hall returned to calm.

"Xia Guan has seen Lord Yan!"

Lin Haoran came to the hall and said to Yan Shifan, who was in the first seat. This "Lord Yan" is naturally worthy of the name, and at present, Yan Shifan is no longer the left waiter of the Ministry of Works, and his real identity is only a prisoner who does not need to kneel to officials.

"Lin Fucheng, you are here, please take a seat!"

Yan Shifan raised his hand and pointed to the empty space next to him, and the one-eyed man looked at Lin Haoran seriously.

Although the two have met several times, they have not crossed paths much. In the past, Yan Shifan was in full swing, so he naturally looked down on Lin Haoran, the new officialdom, and Lin Haoran returned to the capital this time, and Yan Shifan was already worried at home.

Now that time has passed, even Yan Shifan, who thinks highly of himself, must take a good look at this Shuntian Mansion Cheng, who is known as the "Lin Operator".

In this warm pavilion, in addition to Lin Haoran, there is also a middle-aged man wearing a seven-grade official uniform. He was born with a fat head and big ears, and his body was fatter than Yan Shifan, but his face looked very friendly.

Seeing Lin Haoran sit down, he stood up and saluted respectfully: "Luo Wenlong, the scholar in the cabinet of the lower officials, has seen Lord Fucheng!" ”

The Ming Dynasty's scholars include the Zhongshu Kesheren, the Wuying Palace Sheren and the Cabinet System Zhongshu Sheren, etc., but these Sheren follow the scribes of the Yamen, mainly engaged in clerical work, and have no real power in essence.

Lin Haoran has heard of this person, Luo Longwen is an ink merchant, his Luo's ink products are excellent, the people of the time called it "solid as stone, like a rhino, black as lacquer, a snail is worth ten thousand dollars", and has the reputation of "the first in the dynasty".

Luo Longwen is different from ordinary businessmen, but he is quite ambitious. At the moment, he was thrown into Yan Shifan's door, and he was a staff member of Yan Shifan, and he was deeply valued by Yan Shifan.

Now Yan Shifan has to leave the cabinet because of the observance of staying at home. In the same way, Yan Shifan and Yan Song could not meet directly, and could only transmit messages through messengers or Zhongshu Sheren.

Lin Haoran nodded lightly at Luo Wenlong, a staff member who was deeply trusted by Yan Shifan, looking not salty or light, after all, his identity is here, and he doesn't need to pay too much attention to this non-imperial scholar.

Under the arrangement of the butler, the wine and meat were quickly served.

Lin Haoran looked at the venison on the table, it was still carefully concocted, and he started unceremoniously. Although he knew that Yan Shifan was looking for him, the other party did not take the initiative to speak, and he would not ask.

Yan Shifan ate a few bites of venison, naturally the drunkard did not mean to drink, but also looked at Lin Haoran frequently. Seeing that Lin Haoran had been maintaining a sense of humor, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and gave Luo Wenlong a look.

Luo Wenlong coughed lightly in deep understanding, smiled at Lin Haoran and said: "Xia Guan heard that Lin Mansion Yin has amazing talents, and through your strategy, this has caused Yin Shangshu to serve as the president of the examination, which really makes Xia Guan extremely admired!" ”

In the end, he gave a serious salute and looked very admired.

"Ridiculous!" Lin Haoran suddenly changed color, dropped the venison in his hand and shouted, and immediately accused sharply: "How can this mansion ever do this, who is slandering this official, and who is his surname?" ”

In the face of Yang Futian and others, he didn't admit it personally, and now facing Yan Shifan, who is unpredictable to his friends and enemies, how can he admit it. And Luo Wenlong asked like this, and even set him up.

Luo Wenlong was taken aback immediately, but in the face of Lin Haoran's questioning, and Yan Shifan was indifferent, he said with a little weakness: "The lower official is also hearsay, please forgive Lin Fucheng!" ”

"Roshe, you still don't listen to some of these kinds of rebellious words!" Lin Haoran put on the shelf of Fu Cheng, and continued with a straight face: "The Holy Lord chose my teacher Yin Tai to be the chief examiner of the examination, and that is because my teacher's qualifications and prestige are the most suitable candidates, what does this matter have to do with this official?" And why plan? ”

This was said to Luo Wenlong, but it was also said to Yan Shifan. No matter what Yan Shifan's intentions were in inviting him, if he really dared to continue to play this kind of trick on him, then don't blame him for turning his face and not recognizing people.

Yan Shifan glanced at Lin Haoran, looked at Lin Haoran with a smile, and even believed in his heart that this was Lin Haoran's doing, this young man was indeed a genius.

Yan Shifan's throat was slightly phlegm, he coughed lightly, and immediately said straight to the point: "Lin Fucheng, you really surprised this idler, you have made a lot of silver taels from Guangdong over the years, right?" ”