Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and the Metropolitan Procuratorate is no exception.

In this yamen that has mastered the way of speech, it is not only full of people from the Yan Party and the Xu Party, but also people from the court bigwigs such as Yuan Wei, Wu Shan and Guo Pu.

It's just that no matter how hard you fight in private, it will look peaceful on the surface. At this time, several officials seemed to be very idle, and they were gathering in front of the stone table in the second courtyard to drink tea and chat, and there were two colleagues playing chess at the stone table next to them.

"Yun Qing, you came back just in time, tell me about a big event that happened recently for my brother, and keep you interested!" Xiao Jingshan, the superintendent of the imperial history, saw Zou Yinglong coming in, and immediately beckoned enthusiastically.

Zou Yinglong originally wanted to lean over and listen to what they were talking about, but looking at Xiao Jingshan's annoying face and the posture of a brother, he immediately went directly to his yafang without giving face.

Xiao Jingshan looked at Zou Yinglong ignoring him, but there was no embarrassment on his face, he spread his hands to his colleagues at the same table, and smiled helplessly: "Hey! My junior brother has had this stinky temper since he was a child, and he has offended people a lot before! ”

In a word, it pushed the matter to Zou Yinglong's temper, and even shaped Zou Yinglong's arrogance into a withdrawn person.

Zou Yinglong heard all this, his face became even more gloomy, and he continued to walk towards the courtyard gate with a thick resentment.

He and Xiao Jingshan can be regarded as destined people, the two studied in the same academy, and Yu Jiajing was named on the gold list in the 35th year, and now he has become a colleague of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

He was born as a second-class jinshi, entered the officialdom as a pedestrian, and then entered the Imperial Inspectorate as the imperial historian. Xiao Jingshan is a third-class jinshi, but he was very lucky, and after three years of being the county governor, he turned to supervise the imperial history.

The two have this kind of fate, and it is said that they should be in the Metropolitan Procuratorate. It's just that some people are like this, the two of them are simply born to rush, but they can't pee in a pot all the time.

Xiao Jingshan holds his own identity as a senior brother, and at the moment he is also a superintendent of the imperial history, but he often ignores the set of ranking rules of officialdom, and often treats Zou Yinglong as a junior brother in the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

A hint of banter flashed in the depths of Xiao Jingshan's eyes, and he watched Zou Yinglong walk away, and shouted unwillingly: "Yunqing, this matter is about the Yan family's father and son, are you really not interested?" ”

Zou Yinglong originally wanted to be curious about what they were talking about, but after hearing this, the corners of his mouth immediately rose slightly, and he walked into the courtyard gate with firm steps and disappeared into the second courtyard.

For their speakers, the message is undoubtedly crucial.

Like when Xia Yan fell out of favor, many people were still responding to Xia Yan to recover the Hetao, but they didn't know that the saint had already made a decision. And only Yan Ge Lao figured out the mind of the saint, so as to win with one blow.

Now the Yan family's father and son have fallen out of favor, and these people have only realized that their impeachment of Yan Shifan has been submitted to Xiyuan, but these people have just received the news.

From this point of view, in officialdom, we must not only know how to follow the flames, but also follow the right people, so as to obtain the fastest information, rather than stupidly holding second-hand information as a treasure.

Back at the yafang, a messenger brought tea.

Zou Yinglong sat down in front of the desk, drinking tea quietly, and at the same time began to wait for the results.

The most important thing for them is naturally to supervise the hundred officials, and only by catching the pigtails of some kind of big guy can they quickly ascend to the position, and even jump directly to the left and right of the imperial history in Beijing.

Especially next year is the year of Jingcha, and political achievements will become more and more important, and the supervision of the imperial history in Beijing or local is about to expire in six years, and many people's futures are tied to it.

Of course, he had just made the most important decision in his career, handing over the impeachment of Yan Shifan to the General Administration. His fate is no longer in Jingcha next year, but in the emperor's decision.

Since the teacher has already done some work in the General Administration, the note has probably been sent to Xiyuan, and once the emperor adopts his note, his career will become bright.

Because his mind was not on official business, and he didn't want to be too nervous, he opened the latest edition of "Suncheon Daily". The newspaper is indeed a good read to pass the time, and the price of the pennies seems to be worth the price.

Re-read the latest version of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" for the third time, and the time quietly came to noon. He got up from his seat and left the yafang directly, intending to go to the yazhong's canteen for lunch, and in the afternoon he sent someone to find out the palace's reaction.

For such an important matter, I am afraid that the emperor will not make a rash decision, and he will probably leave that piece of music in the middle.

It's just that the road is narrow, but I saw Xiao Jingshan talking with a few colleagues in the cafeteria, and the whole person looked radiant, and faintly heard the words "impeach Yan Shifan".

"Brother Yunqing, come and sit here!" A colleague who knew him well beckoned to see him and immediately invited him warmly.

Zou Yinglong's brows furrowed slightly, and he had to give this colleague of the same year a little face, and at the same time, he also had a little curiosity in his heart, and immediately sat down at the table that was large enough to accommodate eight people.

"Yun Qing, I see that you stayed in the yafang today and didn't come out, do you know that a shocking event happened in the court?" Xiao Jingshan took a sip of the broth and asked inscrutablely.

Zou Yinglong knew that the note had arrived in the palace, and he was afraid that some vague news had come out at this time, but he pretended to be confused and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

It was at this moment that a middle-aged official wearing a seven-rank official uniform walked in.

Strangely, all the officials in the cafeteria, as if hiding from the plague, not only did not invite this colleague to lunch, but also voluntarily gave up an empty table.

Zou Yinglong watched the middle-aged official who came in sit down at the empty table, but he recognized the middle-aged official. The thirty-seventh year of Jiajing's Enke Jinshi followed that Lin Wenkui as a fellow villager, and this person naturally did not belong to the Yan Party and the Xu Party, but resolutely belonged to the Hubu Shangshu Wushan.

Seeing the abnormal behavior of these colleagues, he immediately asked curiously: "Why do you avoid Zhang Hongtu?" "Although Zhang Hongtu's popularity is not good, it is not bad, but it is impossible to mix with a status that everyone avoids.

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Jingshan and the others immediately stared at him as if they were aliens, as if he did not belong to this world.

"Huh...... Yunqing, you really don't hear anything outside the window, Zhang Hongtu did something earth-shattering! Xiao Jingshan glanced at Zou Yinglong proudly, and said with a smile.

Zou Yinglong suddenly had a premonition that he couldn't afford, and immediately stopped caring about the little personal grudge with Zhang Jingshan, and immediately put down the shelf and asked: "Senior Brother Jingshan, what is the matter?" ”