Although Yan Song is already in his last years, he is extremely familiar with Jiajing, who has served for more than 20 years.

After hearing Jiajing's tone, his heart jumped a few times, knowing that this was touching the dragon scales, he immediately knelt down and confessed his mistake: "The old minister is talking nonsense, please condemn the saint!" ”

"Elder Yan Ge's loyalty can be seen from the sun and the moon, please calm the anger of the saint!"

Xu Jie, who had been silent, suddenly stood up and knelt down, and pleaded for Yan Song seriously.

Hey?

Yuan Wei glanced at Xu Jie on the ground in astonishment, not understanding which one this smiling tiger was going to sing and why he was interceding for his sworn enemy.

Although Jiajing was very dissatisfied in his heart, he still remembered the friendship between monarchs and ministers for many years, and also knew that Yan Song was an unintentional mistake, and said in a slightly soothing tone: "You guys get up first!" ”

The reason why he disliked this Yuxi Hall was not that he really wanted to leave here. In fact, he has lived here for twenty years, and this place has also spent a lot of money to renovate, and the Qingfu Hall here is the most ideal place for Xuan Xiu, how can he leave so easily?

At the moment, he expressed his dissatisfaction with the Yuxi Palace, not with the West Garden, but with the remembrance of the Wanshou Palace, which was still intact yesterday. He never thought of leaving Xiyuan, and persuaded him to leave Xiyuan at the moment, making it clear that he would not be able to get along with him Zhu Houxi.

"Emperor Xie!"

Yan Song's heart was relieved, and at the same time, he secretly gave Xu Jie a grateful look.

"What can you two do?"

Jiajing turned to Xu Jie and Yuan Wei and asked.

The two of them were bitter in their hearts, the best Wanshou Palace in Xiyuan was burned down, and Yuxi Palace expressed disagreement, so the best choice was naturally to return to Ouchi. It's just that the saint is unwilling to return to Ouchi, which is obviously making things difficult for them!

Before the two of them could resign, Yan Song seemed to be afraid of being robbed of favor, and suddenly asked loudly: "Please let the old minister think about it for another day, and the old minister will definitely be able to find a perfect solution!" ”

In addition to the ranks, Yuan Wei's heart was immediately relieved, this old and confused Yan Song undoubtedly helped them block the catastrophe, and accidentally avoided this troublesome matter.

Jiajing's brows furrowed slightly, but he felt a burst of annoyance in his heart, but he didn't reject Yan Song's request, and allowed Yan Song a day to let him think about his mind.

"It is said that people are not as good as the old, and clothes are not as good as new. But in my opinion, clothes and people are old and good, clothes are old and close-fitting, and people are old and intimate! In the end, Jiajing still gave Yan Song a dumb riddle.

"The old minister bows to thank the emperor!"

Yan Song's eyes were filled with tears, and he mistakenly thought that Jiajing was expressing his absolute dependence on the old man.

Xu Jie and Yuan Wei were both shrewd people, but they heard a different taste, and secretly glanced at Jiajing, and naturally thought of other things. Especially Xu Jie, his gaze had already fallen firmly on the ruins of the Wanshou Palace.

The three of them left the Yuxi Palace, which was different from the Wanshou Palace, it was far away from the Wuyi Palace, and there was a lot of snow on the ground.

Yan Song walked out of the palace gate, but he didn't leave in a hurry, but saluted Xu Jie and said gratefully: "Old Xu Ge, the old man has thanked me for today's matter!" ”

He and Xu Jie are indeed in a hostile relationship, but this has nothing to do with their grievances, but is determined by their position.

Like in the past, when he was the second assistant, he also tried his best to target Xia Yan in order to seize higher power. At present, Xu Jie has been serving as a secondary assistant for ten years, and even if he is a person who can endure it, he has long exceeded the limit of what he can endure.

The most important thing is that although Xu Jie's small movements in private are constant, he has always maintained superficial harmony, and even followed him to deal with Li Mo for a time. And now, he has come forward to help him speak, and his mind is indeed very broad.

Xu Jie's short stature responded gently: "Lord Yuanfu, I'm just talking about things!" In fact, even if I don't intercede for Yan Ge Lao, just based on the words of Fang Cai Sheng, I definitely won't really blame Lord Yuanfu, and the emperor can't do without Lord Yuanfu at the moment! ”

Yuan Wei stood next to him, watching Xu Jie pour this dose of ecstasy soup on Yan Song, and couldn't help but secretly give Xu Jie a thumbs up.

Yan Song thought of Fang Caisheng's words, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little proud. 、

Although Xu Jie was eyeing his position, the Holy Lord did maintain his favor for him, and he really couldn't even do without him, the old chief assistant. Like when his wife died, he had the intention of resigning, but he still kept him because of the sincerity of the saint.

"That's right! The emperor is still as dependent on Lord Yuanfu as always, Xu Ge and I are both soldiers under you, if you have any orders, just give orders! Yuan Wei came over to compliment him.

"We are courtiers, and we should do our best to relieve the worries of the saints!"

Yan Song looked at Yuan Wei, who had always been arrogant, and softened, and his heart immediately felt like he had eaten honey.

Originally, Yan Song was supposed to walk in front, but Yan Song knew that his health was not good, and he was in a good mood today, so he let Xu Jie and Yuan Wei leave first.

Just away from Yan Song, Xu Jie's expression could remain as gentle as ever, but Yuan Wei snorted coldly, and said meaningfully: "Someone is already old, it's time for the luggage to be stiff!" ”

When Xu Jie heard this, his face became solemn.

After staying in the position of the second assistant for ten years, he could still enjoy it in the first few years, but power is like a poison, and he has long had the intention of replacing Yan Song.

just hit the wall a few times, especially seeing the fate of Xia Yan and Li Mo, which made him jealous after all, so he didn't take much action in recent years. But at the moment, Yan Song is indeed old.

Yuan Wei glanced at Xu Jie, but suddenly said goodbye: "Old Xu Ge, don't forget the old man in the future!" The Wanshou Palace was burned down, and the saint is afraid that he will sacrifice to the sky, I have to write a green word, and I am out of company! ”

Among the three current cabinet ministers, Yuan Wei, who is newly admitted to the cabinet, is on the edge of power, and his main job is to write green words to the saint, so as to exchange for the trust of the saint.

Xu Jie returned to the duty room, thought about it for a while, and wrote a letter to Gao Yao, the head of the household.

With the help of the cabinet officials, Yan Song walked a few steps to rest for a while, and returned breathless all the way.

The burning of this Wanshou Palace had nothing to do with him, but now he became a victim. These two places are too far apart, and it may not be so easy to meet the Holy One in the future.

"Let Gao Yao come over!"

Yan Song returned to the cabinet, didn't care about taking a sip of tea, and immediately asked people to call Hubu Shangshu over.

Although his mind became sluggish, he knew that if he wanted to please the saint, he still had to spend a lot of money to rebuild the Wanshou Palace. No matter where the saint lives temporarily, he must still want to continue to live in Xiyuan and restore the original appearance of the former Wanshou Palace.

Of course, if you want to rebuild the Wanshou Palace, it is not a simple matter. The saint is very nitpicky about the altar, not to mention his dormitory, I am afraid it will cost hundreds of thousands of taels.

But there was a delay, and after more than an hour, Gao Yao came to the Wuyi Palace, but as soon as he entered the duty room, he cried and said: "Lord Yuanfu, there is still a way to solve it for 320,000 taels, but if it exceeds 100,000 taels, then the lower officials are really powerless!" This first expense is all on this account, but none of it can be cut! In particular, if this military expenditure is further reduced, Mongolia will fight under the city of Beijing again next year. ”

The biggest problem at the moment is undoubtedly the fiscal one. On the one hand, tax revenue has decreased, such as Hangzhou and Songjiang Seven Mansions, which were originally large taxpayers, but this year there was no revenue, and disaster relief silver had to be allocated; On the other hand, military spending increased, and in order to cope with the cavalry in the north and quell the rebellion in Jiangxi, Fujian, and Guangdong, it was necessary to increase military salaries.

"Is there really no way to squeeze out 200,000 taels? This is to rebuild the Longevity Palace for the Holy One! Jiajing knew Daming's finances well, but he still asked with the last glimmer of hope.

"Lord Yuanfu, why don't you change people!" Gao Yao took off his official hat and said with a helpless look.

Yan Song's eyes revealed disappointment, knowing that the current Ming Dynasty's finances were stretched, and he really couldn't let the saint do anything wrong. There is no difficulty in Gao Yao's inaction, the actual problem of the Ming Dynasty's finances is not in the household department of the book, from Fang Blunt to Gao Yao has already proved that it is not advisable to replace the household department book.

After Yan Song asked Gao Yao to withdraw, he wrote a note and handed it to a messenger.

The messenger took the note, and immediately left the West Garden in a hurry, heading towards the Yan Mansion located in Xiaoyongfang.

With the death of Ouyang Shuduan, Yan Shifan not only stepped down as the left waiter of the Ministry of Works, but also was forced to leave Xiyuan. Due to Yan Song's intercession, he did not need to return to his hometown to guard the system, but remained in the capital.

Yan Shifan stepped down from the Ministry of Industry and left the cabinet, and became an "idler" from a high-ranking small pavilion elder, which undoubtedly made him feel extremely unhappy in his heart.

But I don't know if I have lost my restraint or I want to indulge in this beautiful country. Although it is nominally a conservative system, it is a pleasure at home, and it is also looking for fun everywhere.

The messenger returned to the Yan Mansion, passed through the front yard, walked into the corridor, and passed through the middle courtyard, and then reached the back house.

In this back house, there are twenty-seven concubines of Yan Shifan. Each concubine occupied a courtyard, and these courtyards were guarded around Yan Shifanze's mansion, making Yan Shifan look like an emperor.

"The young master has gone outside to attend the banquet, I guess I'll be back soon!" The old slave of the inner house said.

The messenger was already surprised, sighed lightly, and waited in the side hall. It's just that when the sun goes down, I can't return to Xiyuan today.

At dusk, Yan Shifan, who was covered with rouge and wine, returned with the help of the servants.

"Young master, this is a note from the master, I want to hear your opinion!" The messenger stepped forward at once, looking anxious.

"Get out of here!" Yan Shifan was furious, and said dissatisfiedly: "Didn't you see that this little master was drunk?" What's the matter...... Tomorrow! ”

"Ah Qi, it's getting dark this day, now tell you, you can send it to the palace!" Yan Shifan's entourage also complained.

When the entourage heard this, he also sighed lightly, and had no choice but to retreat.

The next day, the sun was three poles.

Yan Shifan woke up leisurely from a large ivory bed, looked at several concubines with wisps of wealth, first coughed, and stretched his mouth to a awake concubine. Concubine Ji seemed to understand his intentions, and immediately opened her small mouth.

Yan Shifan spit out the phlegm contained in his mouth, and used the concubine's mouth as a spittoon, known as the "fragrant spit pot". This method is not his originality, but the "meat spit pot" of Fu Lang during the Northern and Southern Dynasties.

After washing, he heard that the messenger was waiting outside early in the morning, but he did not rush to summon the messenger. After eating a hearty breakfast, I remembered that the day of my concubine Liniang had passed, so I went to the Red Courtyard to flirt with my concubine Liniang, and then asked the messenger to send the note.

Su Niang seemed to know that he would come over today, so she dressed up carefully and prepared tonic for him.

The beauty was in her arms, facing the note sent by the messenger, Yan Shifan said lightly: "The household has no money, and the emperor doesn't want to move back to Ouchi, so move to Nangong!" Nangong's place is spacious, and it's time for him to change places, so that Lao Tzu can get another handful! ”

The messenger naturally ignored the second half of the sentence, and hurried back to Xiyuan to resume his life.

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

Yan Song was already as anxious as an ant on a hot pit, this had already passed the agreed time limit, but there was no news from outside the palace, and even made him worry about his son's safety for a while.

Finally, when the winter was hanging high, Yan Song finally waited for the news, and seemed to be excited and headed towards the Yuxi Palace. Along the way, there was a lot of snow, and he accidentally fell.

"Nangong?"

After Jiajing heard the suggestion, his eyes looked at Yan Song deeply to make sure that he had not heard it wrong. This is naturally not the answer he wants, he made it clear yesterday that he wants an old place, but this old minister actually suggested that he move to Nangong.

Yan Song followed the past, and seriously explained the reason: "Nangong is tied with Xiyuan!" If you move to Nangong, the living conditions will be better than here, and the place there will be even bigger, and it will be more suitable for Your Majesty to cultivate the Xuan! ”

Jiajing's face darkened, and he suddenly asked in a shocking voice, "Are you going to lock me up?" ”

After the change of Tumubao, Zhu Qiyu, the younger brother of Zhu Qizhen of Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty, ascended the throne and became the emperor, and Yingzong was respected as the emperor and changed to Jingtai. Later, Yingzong returned to Beijing and was placed under house arrest by Emperor Jingtai in Nangong.

At present, Jiajing asked him to move from Xiyuan, where he had lived for 20 years, to Chonghua Palace, undoubtedly to let him get his great-grandfather's bad luck. Of course, the most important thing is that he doesn't want to leave here, so he is making trouble about it.

Yan Song suddenly came to his senses, and immediately knelt down in fear and said, "The old minister doesn't dare!" ”

"Why don't you dare! Don't tell me, you don't know what Nangong is used for! Jiajing accumulated dissatisfaction in his heart, and at this time, he also used the topic to play authentically.

Yan Song really forgot about this stubble, and this was a hundred years ago, but he didn't expect the saint to be so taboo, but he was horrified and confessed: "The old minister is guilty!" ”

"Don't rely on me here to sell the old, go back and reflect on me!" Jiajing was originally dissatisfied with the conditions of Yuxi Palace, and even more regretful about the destruction of Wanshou Palace, but at this moment he sprinkled his anger on Yan Song.

In essence, he is becoming more and more disappointed with the aging Yan Song, he is no longer the first assistant who can relieve his worries and find fun, and he is not as attentive to his cultivation career as before.

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