"Please stay with you, Prime Minister Du!"

Du Ruhui had just walked to his official room, but heard someone calling him from behind, as if it was Su Wei's voice. When he turned around, he saw Su Wei running up panting. In fact, their official room was only a few dozen steps apart. Su Wei running up panting was one because he was old, and secondly it also showed that he was anxious.

Du Ruhui hurriedly stepped forward to support Su Wei, "Georg Su asked me to call me, right? Why did you still come here in person? You can't afford to be it!"

Su Wei was a veteran of the Three Dynasties of the Great Sui Dynasty and had a high status, while Du Ruhui was just a junior who entered the officialdom in the early years of Daye. In front of Su Wei, he really needed to be humble and low-key, especially Su Wei attached great importance to others' respect for him.

However, Su Wei didn't seem to care much about Du Ruhui's attitude today. He had something in his mind and wanted to rush to talk to Du Ruhui, "I won't talk about this for now, and I'll talk in the room."

"Please, Mr. Su!"

Du Ruhui invited Su Wei into the official room. The two sat down in front of the couch. A little tea boy came over with two cups of tea. Su Wei was not interested in drinking tea and whispered: "It's a bit weird that Ziwei's discussion today. Didn't Du Xiangguo feel it?"

Du Ruhui knew that he was referring to the three prime ministers who were about to resign. In fact, he was not very concerned about this matter. He was worried about the charity warehouse.

He was in charge of the Ministry of Revenue, and the matter of charity warehouse grain was his responsibilities. If such a big thing happened in Fangzi County, it means that Du Ruhui dereliction of duty, and he was really anxious and uneasy.

But Su Wei came to him and he couldn't let him go perfunctorily, so he picked up the teacup and said lightly: "There is indeed inappropriate thing in the general manager's illegal killing this time, and the prime minister has opinions. It is reasonable."

Su Wei looked at him strangely, and after a while, he shook his head, "Why do you have to deceive yourself? His Highness, as the lord of a country, kills a corrupt official who is in power, and will it cause them to resign in anger?"

Du Ruhui smiled, "At least, Mr. Yang really resigned for this matter."

"Oh! I won't talk about the person who keeps the system in the three words. I'm talking about Lu and Cui. Don't Du Xiangguo think their attitude is weird?"

Du Ruhui was a little embarrassed, and Su Wei actually asked him this. What did he say about this?

Everyone is a prime minister and belongs to different factions. Su Wei is a Su faction, Lu Yu and Cui Hongyuan are a Hebei faction, and Du Ruhui and Cui Junsu are a Fengzhou faction. Yang Shidao and Yang Shanhui have a close relationship, so the people in the court called them the Yang Party.

Usually, when everyone discusses and votes together, they still cannot see the division of such factions, but on some major issues, this division of factions is vague. For example, Lu Yu and Cui Hongyuan both expressed their intention to resign, which is a kind of mutual advance and retreat in interests.

Du Ruhui certainly knew that Lu and Cui were abnormal today for a reason, but Su Wei just told him so directly, which made Du Ruhui feel uncomfortable.

Du Ruhui pondered for a moment and said, "Let's talk about this matter when Your Highness comes back!"

Su Wei did not seem to understand Du Ruhui's polite rejection. He waved his hand and said, "I am actually very clear about their intentions. The problem of grain in Yichuang is mainly concentrated in Hebei. Many officials in Hebei are the children of Lu and Cui. They are afraid that Fangzi County's severe punishment will affect other counties and counties in Hebei and endanger their children, so they clamor to resign in this way."

Du Ruhui sensitively captured Su Wei's word "clamor", which reflected the depth of the contradiction between Su Wei and the Hebei system from one aspect. In fact, Du Ruhui also knew the reason, because Su Wei will retire from the official position by March next year, and the King of Chu has made it clear.

Although Su Wei retired from the office because of his age, he did not want to give up his interests in the court, especially his Su faction, who hoped to keep it.

Su Wei's eldest son Su Fanghe is currently the prefect of Dongjun. He has a little experience and cannot take over his position as prime minister. So Su Wei hopes that Chu Liang, the Taichang Qing of the Su faction, will take over his position as prime minister.

However, Lu Yu and Cui Hongyuan strongly recommended Gao Dehong, the prefect of Shangdang County, to replace Su Wei's prime minister. Gao Dehong was the son of Gao Bing, with outstanding talents and outstanding official reputation. He was a famous family in Bohai County and a backbone official of the Hebei system, which naturally violated Su Wei's vital interests.

Du Ruhui smiled bitterly and said, "Gei Master Su, it's not about the violation of the system of the King of Chu. They want to resign and let them explain it themselves when the King of Chu comes back. The most urgent task now is that we must come up with a plan to manage the grain of the charity warehouse."

Su Wei sighed, "Prime Minister Du, you have a strong ability to deal with the government, but you are indeed not sharp enough in power struggles. Don't you feel that Your Highness actually wants to clean up the Hebei officialdom by using the charity warehouse for grain?"

Du Ruhui was stunned. He really didn't expect this... The next morning, Yang Yuanqing finally returned to Taiyuan City. The city of Taiyuan was still very quiet. The news of the attack on Goryeo was strictly blocked, and only a few people from the government and the country knew about it.

Due to the effective disaster relief, there was no refugee wave in various parts of the Sui Dynasty, and the people of Taiyuan lived as usual.

"Master General, should we go back to the royal palace first or to the Jinyang Palace?" asked a personal soldier.

"Go back home first!"

Yang Yuanqing was anxious to return home because he received news that his Concubine Jiang gave birth to a son half a month ago. This huge joy made Yang Yuanqing anxious to return home.

As for the grain in the charity warehouse, his tough attitude has been made. I believe that all counties and counties in Hebei are under nervous self-inspection. Some officials who embezzled grain will be busy returning the stolen goods to make up for the deficit. Ziweige will come up with a new plan for this matter, and there is no rush for this moment.

Yang Yuanqing returned to the mansion all the way, "The prince is back!" When the housekeeper saw him, he rushed to the inner house with a scream as if he was injected with chicken blood.

"Dad!" The eldest daughter Yang Bing and the second daughter Yang Sihua ran out together, pulled his arm and shook it hard with joy. Yang Sihua acted coquettishly and said, "Dad, have you brought us a gift?"

"have!"

Yang Yuanqing smiled and pointed at the two personal soldiers behind him, carrying a box. In the box, he selected some rare things from the inner treasury of the Goryeo Palace and brought them to his wife and children as gifts.

"Very good!"

The two daughters screamed in joy, threw down their father's arms, and rushed towards the wooden box. Yang Yuanqing looked at their backs and shook his head helplessly. Why is such a big girl still like a child?

"They are still in a child's mentality, so they have a headache!" someone next to him said with a smile.

When Yang Yuanqing turned around, she saw that it was Princess Danyang Yang Fangxin who walked over. She was beautiful, tall and slim, wearing a light pink silk-woven long skirt, holding a slap-eye fan in her hand, and smiling with her lips.

Her calm expression was not like a girl of thirteen or fourteen years old, but like a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old who was about to get married.

Yang Yuanqing remembered how cold she was when she first met her last year. She ignored her love for herself a few months ago, but now she smiled like a flower. Yang Yuanqing also smiled faintly: "Of course they are children in front of me, but His Royal Highness seems to be a little too mature."

Yang Fangxin gave him a blank look, "What do you want me to do? Do you scream like them and run to grab the gifts? Besides, will there be one of these gifts be mine?"

Yang Yuanqing smiled and said, "Of course there is one of you. You are my sister. How could I not bring you one?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as this sentence came out, Yang Fangxin's face immediately became cold, she snorted, turned around and left.

After walking a few steps, she turned around and said coldly: "I want to tell you two things. You have to remember. First, I am not your sister. Both of my brothers are dead. Although your surname is Yang, you have no blood relationship with me. Second, don't call me princess again. The Sui Dynasty has perished. I don't want to be a princess in the country. I will not say it again. Please remember."

After saying that, she accelerated her pace and walked through the side door. Yang Yuanqing looked at her swaying slender waist and round buttocks, and couldn't help but shake her head. This girl has grown up and has something to worry about. In fact, she is still a green fruit... The room is very lively, and the table is full of all kinds of rare things. The children are carefully choosing what they like. Yang Yuanqing's children are very well-educated and know how to control themselves. Each person only chooses the same.

Yang Ning picked a pair of Jade Qilin paperweights. He wanted to give it to his master Li Gang. His master will celebrate his birthday next month, and this pair of Jade Qilins happened to be a gift.

Yang Bing picked a string of sea pearl necklaces for herself, each of which was as big as a rose apple, crystal clear and full. There were two such pearl necklaces in total. She held the other string in her hand and prepared to give it to Yang Fangxin.

She knew that Yang Fangxin also had a string of such a Hai Mingzhu necklace, but she did not bring it out when she fled, and kept her regret in her heart.

Yang Yuanqing sat by the bed in the inner room, carefully holding his fourth son. The child was sleeping soundly, like a kitten, and was very thin.

His eyebrows and eyes look very similar to his mother Jiang Peihua, very pretty, but his nose and lips look like himself. His nose is tall and straight, and his lips are clearly contoured. He will be a handsome man when he grows up. Yang Yuanqing lowered his head and kissed the child's little face, and he felt extremely pity in his heart.

The concubine Jiang Peihua was still in confinement. She carefully looked at Yang Yuanqing's expression. Seeing that he loved his children very much, the strings that had been tense in her heart suddenly relaxed.

Her child was too thin and almost died three days after birth. She did not have the calmness of the eldest son, the quietness of the second son, and the crying of the third son, and the fists were tightly clenched, like a little tiger.

She was so thin and weak, and she was very worried that her husband would not like it, but she was extremely relieved to see Yuan Qing love her children so much.

"Yuan Qing, my child should be called Yang Yuan!" Jiang Peihua asked in a low voice.

According to the name of the son set by his grandfather Yang Su for Yang Yuanqing's lineage: "Clean and far-reaching, quick-wisting" then the fourth son should be called Yang Yuan.

But Minqiu joked about her, maybe Yuan Qing gave birth to another one outside, so she had to be called Yang Wen, which added some thoughts to Jiang Peihua, so Jiang Peihua must have her husband named her in person.

"Of course!"

Yang Yuanqing smiled at Jiang Peihua with affirmative smile and said, "His official name is Yang Yuan. I will give him a nickname and Qiaolang...To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.)!~!
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