Chapter 1198 There is a guest coming to the door
The truth is this, but who can easily throw away power.
Yan Shifan has been waiting for nearly a year, and now he is about to return to the cabinet, how can he give up easily at the moment, and immediately expressed his unwillingness: "Dad, it's not your fault, it's clear that he doesn't care about love, we have to think of a way!" β
Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, Yan Song shook his head seriously and said, "You still have this heart!" Your father has served the emperor for more than 20 years, and no one knows the emperor's temperament better than me, the emperor is really going to replace your father this time, and your father is really dead! β
If there was still a sustenance last year, this year is a real loner, and he no longer has such a strong attachment to power. Now that the emperor wants to remove him, he doesn't have too much to resist, so he persuades his son to let go.
"Dad, is the emperor going to put our Yan family to death? Are we really at a loss for anything? Yan Shifan was very unwilling in his heart, and asked in a stubborn manner.
"The emperor is not such a person who does not miss the old feelings, it is absolutely impossible to put our Yan family to death!" Yan Song glanced at his alarmist son, hesitated for a moment, but said again: "There is really no way, unless you ......"
"Unless anything!" Yan Shifan seemed to have caught a life-saving grass, and immediately asked.
Yan Song wanted to stop talking, and waved his thin palm vigorously, but he didn't want to make another incident, and he also wanted to return to the field.
Like many officials, since stepping into officialdom, they have been far away from their homeland. The capital and Yuanzhou are thousands of miles away, and it is not easy to go back to save his relatives, and his memory of the countryside has been blurred.
Now that the emperor has asked him to leave, he also wants to take advantage of the fact that he can still move around, and wants to return to his homeland to take a look. Stay away from this court with open guns and hidden arrows, stay away from this deceitful officialdom, and spend the rest of your days with peace of mind.
It was at this time that a family member hurriedly entered from the outside to communicate: Shuntianfu Yin had arrived.
If it was the previous Shuntianfu Yin, naturally he didn't need to pay attention to it. Although this position is the third grade, it belongs to the category of foreign officials, not to mention entering the cabinet to worship the prime minister, and even the official to the six books are rare.
But the current Shuntian Mansion Yin is already famous all over the world, and it can be said that he is the strongest Shuntian Mansion Yin in the history of the Ming Dynasty.
"He's got the face to come!"
When Yan Shifan learned of Lin Haoran's visit, he immediately gritted his teeth and said angrily.
Although he believed that Wu Shan was the mastermind behind this incident, Lin Haoran was Wu Shan's fast son-in-law and proud protΓ©gΓ©, so he must have been involved. Now that Lin Haoran is visiting, it is clear that the weasel is giving the chicken a New Year's greeting.
Yan Song ignored Yan Shifan's complaints, but lightly ordered, "Please let him in!" β
"Yes!"
After all, there was a distinguished guest outside, and he came to find Yan Song again, so the house slave naturally had to listen to Yan Song, and immediately responded to the order and led Lin Haoran here.
"Xiaguan has seen Lord Yuanfu!" "I've seen Xiao Ge Lao!"
Lin Haoran was wearing a three-grade official uniform, and the official authority of the whole person was even worse, and he strode into this study from the courtyard, and looked respectful to Yan Song's father and son.
Hum!
Yan Shifan looked at Lin Haoran, who was proud of the spring breeze, and immediately snorted coldly. If it weren't for the fact that he was on the verge of losing power now, he really wanted to order the house slaves to beat this stinky boy out of the strict mansion.
"If you are foolish, sit down!"
Yan Song's impression of Lin Haoran was not bad, and the hoarse voice raised his hand gently.
"Lord Xie Yuanfu!"
Lin Haoran looked at the chair that Yan Nian moved, thanked Yan Song, and nodded gently to Yan Nian who moved the chair, and then sat down on that chair.
Yan Nian watched Lin Haoran behave like this, but he couldn't help but raise his eyes. This Shuntian Mansion Yin, who has an infinite future, can still be so humble in the face of the Yan Mansion that has lost power, and he is destined to enter the cabinet to worship the prime minister one day.
Yan Song raised his eyes and looked at the excessively young Shuntian Mansion Yin in front of him, and inevitably felt a little emotional: "Every time I see you, I feel that I am really old!" β
He is eighty-three years old, and he is twenty-one years old, which is more than a nail apart.
"If you can, Xia Guan hopes to give it to Lord Yuanfu for a few years, so that Lord Yuanfu can continue to assist the emperor!" Lin Haoran no longer complimented, but said sincerely.
Yan Song was defeated because he was too old, and he was limited by his young age, and the two could be said to be sympathetic to each other.
Yan Song understood the words when he heard it, but he sighed softly, and said gently: "Ruoyu, what you have done after returning to Beijing, the old man has seen it!" You have governed the city of Beijing very well, and you deserve to be my great Ming Wenkui! β
"Motosuke is overrated!" Lin Haoran didn't know whether the other party was telling the truth or a lie, but he maintained a humble style, while secretly observing the expressions of the three people present.
Yan Shifan simply wrote the words disgust for Lin Haoran on his face, sniffed hard, spit a mouthful of phlegm on the ground, and immediately pulled down his face and asked: "Lord Lin, you have nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, just say it!" β
Yan Song's brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't say anything in the end. Lin Haoran came to visit at this time, naturally it was impossible for him to come to ask for warmth, he must have come with a purpose.
"Lord Motosuke, I'm here to confess!" Lin Haoran's face turned straight, and he bowed his hand seriously towards Yan Song.
Accusation?
Yan Shifan and Yan Nian were stunned for a moment, and Yan Shifan immediately snorted coldly: "It turns out that you are here for the old horseman in Wushan, if he is really sorry, let him come by himself, but I don't think he has the courage to come over at all!" β
"No, this matter is all caused by the lower officials, and it has nothing to do with my father-in-law!" Lin Haoran looked up at Yan Shifan, and then explained: "Zhang Hongtu is my fellow countryman of the same year, and that piece of music was instructed by me, and my father-in-law didn't know about it!" β
"Is that you?"
Yan Shifan's one-eyed stared at Lin Haoran, both surprised and surprised.
But they couldn't have imagined that their Yan family was not planted in the hands of Xu Jie, nor was it defeated in the hands of Wu Shan, but was overshadowed by this inconspicuous boy.
Yan Nian, who was preparing to serve tea on the side, was also quite shocked, looking at Lin Haoran in disbelief. I thought it was Wu Shan's handiwork, but I never expected it to come from this kid's hand, and this kid dared to take the initiative to come to the door.
Yan Song's face did not change, and he sighed lightly: "The old man has actually vaguely guessed that Wu Yuejing has no reason to do this, and he is not such a good person who is good at scheming!" β
Yan Shifan's face suddenly turned blue when he learned the truth, and he stared at Lin Haoran with one eye and asked, "Why do you want to go up?" If you don't give me an explanation today, you don't want to walk out of my Yan Mansion!"
This is naturally an angry remark. Not to mention that the Yan family has lost power, even if it is at the most beautiful, it is impossible to dare to make a move against the dignified Shuntian Mansion Yin, not to mention that Lin Haoran is not an ordinary Shuntian Mansion Yin.
"Grab the credit!" Lin Haoran had already prepared, and immediately replied loudly.
Yan Shifan was stunned for a moment, but asked suspiciously: "Who is robbing whom?" β
"This is a copy that Zou Yinglong sent to the General Administration Department this morning, please take a look at Lord Yuanfu and Elder Xiaoge!" Lin Haoran seemed to be prepared, and immediately took out a note from his sleeve and handed it over.
When he came to Yan Mansion this time, in addition to clearing his father-in-law's suspicions, the main thing was to explain his motives and push the pot to Xu Jie's side.