There is no Yi Palace, and the cabinet is on duty.

Yan Song, who was old, walked back from Wanshou Palace and lay on the bamboo chair with his buttocks. The whole person seemed to have just returned from the ghost gate, his body bones were all spread out in the chair, and his mouth and nose were slightly open and panting.

Yan Hong seemed to be accustomed to this situation, first took the tea from the cabinet, then took the kettle from the hand of a cabinet official, and hurriedly brewed the tea.

"I'll do it!" Lin Haoran took the initiative to ask for the delicate purple clay pot, and respectfully poured Yan Song a cup of brightly colored tea, and the refreshing fragrance of tea quickly filled the air.

Yan Hong seemed very filial, and hurriedly sent the tea that had just been poured to Yan Song.

Yan Song took the teacup that Yan Hong sent to him, took a sip of tea slowly, and the whole person seemed to have just eased up, and sighed slightly at Lin Haoran: "My body bones are really useless!" ”

The 83-year-old man of this era is already a super old person. No matter how much power you have and excellent medical conditions, you can't resist the erosion of time.

"Lord Yuanfu, you are an old man, and you have ambitions for thousands of miles. Now your body is a little worse than our young people, but the hundred officials still have to be led by you, and you still need to take ideas about the big and small government affairs of the Ming Dynasty! Lin Haoran was already a real officialdom, and said flatteringly.

Yan Hong took the slightly hot teacup from Yan Song's hand, first glanced at Lin Haoran in surprise, and then a wave of admiration surged in his heart.

Zhengsanpin Shuntianfu Yin, who is only twenty-one years old, was born in the Hanlin Academy with a serious 800 background, and there is not the slightest arrogance on his body, and he can still be so respectful to his grandfather, who is in the waning mountains, no wonder his grandfather is so optimistic about his future.

"Huh...... It's been a long time since I've heard such comforting words! It's just that if you think like this, others won't think like that! They all wonder when I, an old man, will give up my position, or they will curse me to die in office! Yan Song smiled happily, and then shook his head seriously.

The huge age gap between the two makes their relationship have a natural harmony.

Lin Haoran is only twenty-one years old this year, and he has not been in the officialdom for a long time, so it is impossible to threaten Yan Song's position. Yan Song is eighty-three years old this year, and it is also impossible to block Lin Haoran's road to the first assistant.

Looking at the entire court bosses, there are not many officials who still hope that he Yan Song will continue to serve as the first assistant, and Lin Haoran can be regarded as one. After all, he went down, and Xu Jie's coming to power didn't have any good news for Lin Haoran.

"Lord Yuanfu should be old and strong, and there will be no problem if he works for another three years." Lin Haoran knew that Yan Song was referring to Xu Jie, Yuan Wei and others, but it was impossible to share the same hatred with Yan Song, so he chose to avoid the important and said lightly.

Of course, this is undoubtedly against the will.

Not to mention whether Yan Song's body can support it, Yan Song's brain may not be able to deal with a lot of frequent music, although he has his "butterfly effect", but some things cannot be changed, and aging is like this.

"If you are foolish, the old man will not deceive you, this year is probably my last year as the first assistant!" Yan Song's face swelled with a lonely look, and he looked at Lin Haoran and said seriously.

Lin Haoran knew that this old Shoufu was not far from stepping down, but he asked in disguise in surprise: "Lord Yuanfu, why do you say this?" ”

"Since my wife passed away, my body is not as good as day by day, and my energy is not as good as before!" Yan Song sighed, looked outside and said meaningfully: "In addition, some people can't wait, and the emperor is also ......."

Speaking of this, he stopped suddenly, but he didn't know whether he was taboo to talk about Jiajing, or if he changed his mind and didn't want to reveal those bad things to Lin Haoran.

Lin Haoran's heart was like a mirror, he knew that Yan Song was not a real minister at all, but a favored minister.

With Jiajing's favor, Yan Song was able to use the Jingcha and the Waicha Party to fight against differences, and arrange people in the Yan Party to important posts, so as to tilt the power towards the government and the opposition. Once Yan Song loses Jiajing's favor, I'm afraid he won't even be able to arrange a county.

Now, the old Yan Song is no longer in line with Jiajing's first and second candidates. And Jiajing does not lack loyal candidates for the first assistant, in addition to Xu Jie, it is also Yuan Wei and others, Yan Song's descent into the field is naturally a matter of course.

It was impossible for Lin Haoran to get involved in this kind of thing, and said with some kindness: "Lord Yuanfu, the lower officials want to be led by Lord Yuanfu all the time, but we as courtiers are talking about loyalty to the monarch and serving the country, and whether to go or stay is subject to the will of the saint!" ”

"Yes! Everything must be arranged by the saint, and the saint wants the minister to leave, and the minister will leave! Yan Song seemed to have been touched by Lin Haoran's words, and turned his head to look in the direction of Wanshou Palace and sighed.

Ay......

Yan Hong stood by and watched this scene, but his face was filled with loneliness.

Once upon a time, he always thought that their Yan family could cover the sky with one hand, and the officials in the world were all looking to the Yan family. But the reality is that the rise and fall of their Yan family is only between the thoughts of the saints.

Yan Song didn't see the Wanshou Palace through the wall, but saw the sandalwood jar on the shelf, his eyes flashed with nostalgia, and he turned his head to look at Lin Haoran and said seriously: "If you are foolish, it's not that the old man is greedy for power, but that the old man has resigned several times before, but he was all retained by the saint." said that as long as the old minister is in one day, I Yan Weizhong will be the first assistant of the Ming Dynasty for one day. ”

This......

Lin Haoran looked at Yan Song's look of wanting to convince himself, and knew that power was like a pair of poison, but it didn't mean that he could let it go.

Yan Song was already deceiving himself. Although he has resigned several times, the emperor may have sincerely retained him. It's just that at this moment and then, his body and energy are not as good as before, and he is no longer the first assistant that Jiajing needed before.

Lin Haoran knew that this was not a good topic, and it was impossible to refute Yan Song, but nodded lightly to show his understanding.

If others persuade him to give up the position of Shuntian Mansion Yin now and return to Shicheng County to be a rich man, he will definitely kill the other party in anger.

As if relieved, Yan Hong handed the slightly cold cup of tea back to Yan Song.

"Ruoyu, you are now the Yin of Shuntian Mansion, do you have any plans for the future?" Yan Song took the teacup and took a sip, asking as if an elder cared about a junior.

Lin Haoran's heart moved slightly, and he hurriedly put down the teacup and bowed his hand: "Please teach Lord Yuanfu!" ”

Yan Song looked at Lin Haoran's attitude, and his heart was very comfortable, so he deliberately guided: "You are actually from the Hanlin Academy, and the best way is naturally to serve as a waiter in the Ministry of Rites!" As long as you occupy the position of this ceremonial waiter, you can be said to be worry-free! ”