"That's right." Yan Shifan's face turned gloomy: "Dad, have you ever thought about it? For more than two hundred years, there is a general who commands the army and has great power to seize the military and political power, and can cross the court and raise money, grain and materials by themselves. This resolution is clearly issued to the world. What if the envoys see it?"

"If the imperial envoys saw it, they would probably write a letter to impeach me, my father and son, and Hu Ruzhen... At that time, according to the rules, my father and son and Hu Zongxian could only resign and avoid suspicion... It would be a good idea to fight without bloodshed..."

"That's right, according to the rules of the Ming Dynasty officialdom, this should be true. Not to mention such a military and national event, during Yang Tinghe's administration, Yang Shen passed the top scorer because of a father who was the chief minister and was impeached by the envoys. Yang Tinghe had to make a move to resign." Yan Shifan's depression was even stronger: "If this big event happened, if my father did not resign, his prestige would inevitably be ruined, and his momentum would naturally plummet compared to the past. If he resigned from his position as an auxiliary minister in the cabinet, he would not be in his position and did not plan his own affairs. Once he wanted to plot against my father and son, even if he wanted to resist, he would not know how to start."

"Yes, yes, then what should we father and son do?"

"What else can I do? Even this kind of trick is used. It seems that Master Long Sui really has the intention to kill us father and son." Yan Shifan suddenly calmed down: "Just drag it out, and let him talk about it for a few years."

"Drag the letter?"

"Yes, we just don't resign as a supporting minister. As for the Lijin Bureau, we won't postpone it, let Hu Zongxian do it." Yan Shifan said lightly: "When Hu Ruzhen returned to Beijing last time, we asked him to raise the enemy and respect himself? Now with Lijin, the army has several million taels of entries every year, feeding the soldiers one by one. Since we don't have to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, why are the enemy suppressing? In my opinion, it is normal to drag him for three or five years. The longer we drag, the happier the soldiers will be. If anyone goes to the front line to supervise, there is no way. And..."

He said quietly: "Although my father is old, he knows how to calm his body on weekdays. He doesn't expect that the master in the palace is a fairy pill and lead and mercury, and his body has long been weak. Perhaps, he may not be able to live longer than my father and son. We are worse than quietness when we move, and we will compare and see who can live better than who."

"Ah!" Yan Song screamed and fell on a chair. His son's words were already a rebellious person.

Looking at his father who was confused, Yan Shifan sighed: "My father, who created this Lijin system? How vicious? He wants to put our Yan family at the forefront! Even if this level can pass through safely, our family will be greatly damaged."

Yan Song said aloud: "It was a note written by a man named Wu Jie. This man is now with His Majesty. He is a Buyi Shanren. Except for a few people, the people outside don't know that there is such a person."

"Oh, it turns out it was him, the one who lost to him last time I wrote Qingci? It was probably from that time that the bird man thought about trampling on our Yan family to take office." Yan Shifan had half of his face expressionless, and his broken eyeball also looked gray. But when he slowly turned his head, his other eye was full of murderous aura: "I heard that he used the understanding of the Yuan Dynasty and would probably participate in the spring examination next year. Are there all the people in the Ministry of Rites? "

This sentence reminded Wu Jie. He quietly pulled out a ticket from his sleeve and handed it over, whispering: "Wu Jie is the first name of the Shuntian Prefecture Township Examination Jie Yuan. The 75 people who won the imperial examination together can give me a proof of the same year, proving that I am Wu Jie."

It was a 10 taels of money. The little official was moved and quietly accepted it, but he smiled and said, "Even if that's the case, it can only prove that you understand Yuan, but not that you are Wu Jie."

"This logic..." Wu Jie was speechless. He knew that no matter how much he explained, he would be nonsense, so he handed over another ticket, and this time it was twenty taels.

Seeing this large sum of money, the little official finally became serious and lowered his voice: "In fact, because this matter is designed to be authentic and authentic, I dare not make decisions randomly. Although you had the reputation of the Juren in the same year, you could not be a witness. Of course, there is no way. For example, you can find your attendant... According to my Ming Dynasty system, as long as you have the reputation of the Jinshi, you can guarantee you..." The voice became weaker, and it was obviously a concern.

Wu Jie was overjoyed, and suddenly stood up and bowed: "Thank you for your reminder, Wu Jie is going to look for someone to testify now."

"By the way, remember to have a reputation of Jinshi or above to guarantee it, preferably a famous person in the Qilin."

Looking at Wu Jie's back, the little official sighed and murmured: "The endless fallen trees are rustling down, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling. As long as this poem is published, no one in the world knows you. What a pity, Wu Shizhen, you are so talented, but you keep a low profile. Who should you blame for such a big depressed thing? The little master wants to cure you, what can I do? I can't help you. I think I am also a juren and a scholar, but I have to do such a thing that goes against my will. I am ashamed, ashamed!"

After coming out of the Ministry of Rites, Wu Jie thought this matter was very simple, but after thinking about it carefully, it was a bit troublesome.

Originally, it was best to ask his mentor Bao Yingxia to prove it to him, but unfortunately he is now in Jinan and has no way to go back to the capital, so he can't count on this end.

If you go to the housekeeper to manage Dingyu, that guy seems to have a prejudice against him.

Huang Jin, Chen Hong?

Don’t even think about it. If a scholar asks the eunuch party to be a witness for himself, he will no longer have to mess around in the future. He will be scolded to death by others.

Of course, it is best to ask the emperor to write a note. However, it is a joke to find the emperor in such a small matter. I am afraid that as soon as this matter is said, the emperor will immediately label it as if he is poor in his work ability and useless.

It seems that this path cannot be taken.

As for the Lu family, it can naturally prove my identity as Wu Jie. But the Lu family and him have turned against each other, so they naturally won't be this good person.

ps: The disease has finally recovered. Because I have been sick for a few days, my condition has been severely slow. I will write slowly to find my feelings first. Let’s update this chapter today. Fortunately, there are more than 5,000 words, which is not short. When the state recovers, I will slowly make up for the part I owe before. Thank you for your understanding, please subscribe and support.

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