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Hou Fangyu was unwilling to give up.

Why? Why did he ruin his bright future because of a policy statement?

He is still young, and his father is still strong and must not live his life like a wild crane.

Through his efforts, he finally got on the line of Gao Hongtu, the Minister of Works.

Although Gao Hongtu cannot be regarded as a faction of the Donglin Party, he is incompatible with the eunuch Party.

The enemy of the enemy is a friend, which is the only rule that Hou Fangyu believes in.

In addition, his father had a good personal relationship with Gao Hongtu during the Chongzhen Dynasty, which made him even more determined to visit this political tycoon.

Hou Fangyu tidied up his clothes in front of the bronze mirror, applied some powder to his face, and then walked out with satisfaction.

After crossing Wende Bridge, walking along the banks of the Qinhuai River, reaching Xufu Street, bypassing Zhongshan Palace and going to Cheng'en Temple to worship a stick of incense. Hou Fangyu felt a little calmer.

He is now in the south city, and Gao Hongtu's house is in the Dashiqiao generation in the middle city, which is quite a distance.

Hou Fangyu thought about it and decided to walk there.

This is not because he can't get up with the sedan chair. With his status as a leader of the Fushe Society and a talented man in Jiangnan, he has taken the initiative to give him money. It is also because of this money that he can buy the small house in Wuyi Lane.

But Hou Fangyu didn't want to be too arrogant, so as not to arouse the jealousy of villains.

As the saying goes, when the wall falls, everyone pushes it, and when the drum breaks, thousands of people beat it.

The Hou family is now at its lowest point, and countless people want to watch jokes or even put down the blame.

Hou Fangyu will never let these people go as they wish.

Fortunately, the talented man had good feet and arrived at Gaofu north of Dashiqiao before it was completely dark.

The so-called seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister. Gao Hongtu is now the Minister of Works. Although he is not the prime minister, it is not much different.

Hou Fangyu shook his robe and stalked towards the door. After knocking twice, a round and greasy door opened the door.

Hou Fangyu took the initiative to bow to the famous post and said in a harmonious voice: "I want to see the Gao Shangshu in the evening, and I also ask for a report."

Hou Fangyu?

The door looked at the famous post and saw that it was the famous and romantic talented man Hou Fangyu who paid homage to his master. His contempt in his heart faded a little, cleared his throat and said, "Please wait for a moment, Rong will go and report it."

Hou Fangyu simply closed his eyes to rest, and silently recited the prepared speech in his heart.

After about half a stick of incense, the door went back and called softly: "Young Master Hou, please come with me."

Hou Fangyu nodded slightly, crossed the threshold carefully, and followed the door all the way forward.

How long has it been since he entered such a high-ranking courtyard since his father was imprisoned and questioned?

Sometimes things in the officialdom are so realistic. Before people leave, the tea is already cold.

Hou Fangyu remembered the cold eyes he had when he ran for his father and sighed in his heart.

Although my father does not have any official position at the moment, he is at least no longer a criminal, which is a blessing in disgrace.

Hou Fangyu followed the gate all the way through the courtyard and came to a moon gate.

The doorman said respectfully: "Young Master Hou, after entering this door, it will be the back house. I have a little inconvenience to go there. Please give me your own care."

Hou Fangyu nodded lightly, took out some broken silver from his purse and handed it to the disciple and said, "This is a little bit of Hou's intention, I hope you can accept it with a smile."

The official of the sect immediately smiled and grabbed Yinzi.

"Please give me some advice."

Hou Fangyu revitalized his robe and clothes again, took a deep breath, and then he held his head and wide-breasted through the moon gate.

As soon as you enter the yard, you will first have a screen wall, then bypass it, and then there is a rockery. There is a winding mountain at the end, and the winding water winds through it and gathers into a clear pond.

Hou Fangyu walked along the stone bridge to the pavilion in the center of the pond. He saw an old man in dark blue clothes reading the scroll, and concluded that this person was Gao Hongtu.

In fact, he met Gao Hongtu, but that happened ten years ago. At that time, Hou Fangyu was just a sixteen-year-old scholar. He met with his father and a group of tycoons in a collection of essays and glanced at Gao Hongtu.

Now that ten years have passed, his impression of Gao Hongtu has long been blurred.

But looking at the leisurely and contented person in the pavilion, who could he be if he wasn't Gao Hongtu?

Hou Fangyu walked closer and bowed to the end, and respectfully said, "My nephew Hou Fangyu pays homage to the uncle."

He did not call Gao Hongtu Gao Shangshu or Da Sikong, but called Shibo, and wanted to get as close as possible.

After all, he has something to ask for, and it will be difficult to achieve his wish if he says it is official.

However, doing this requires taking a certain risk. If Gao Hongtu doesn't sell his face and just shook his face, Hou Fangyu will probably be ashamed and run away in a hurry.

But Hou Fangyu wanted to bet once, and he would not humiliate him if he wanted to bet on Gao Hongtu.

"Are you here? Let's sit down."

Gao Hongtu pointed a little harmony next to him.

Hou Fangyu hurriedly said, "I don't dare."

"Oh, why are your child so irritating with me? Forget it, since you don't want to sit down, just follow me."

Gao Hongtu stood up and walked out, Hou Fangyu followed half of his body.

"After saying that, I came to find me this time, for the sake of Ling Yan?"

Hou Fangyu felt a sudden slap in his heart, thinking that Gao Shangshu was really straightforward and spoke quickly.

He said the prepared remarks: "Uncle Shi, my father came to Nandu from Shenjing, and he had never received the imperial edict from the court to resume. He had no place to serve the country with enthusiasm, and he frowned every day and was reluctant to eat. My nephew, a son, saw it, was really heartbroken. I hope that Uncle Shi can recommend one or two to the court in his past colleagues to serve the country with all his heart."

Hou Fangyu said this very beautifully. He started with family affection, added with colleagues, and finally ended with the enthusiasm of serving the country. At the end, it was impossible to find any mistakes.

After saying that, Hou Fangyu was quietly waiting for Gao Hongtu to reply. Of course, he knew that Gao Hongtu could not easily agree to such a thing, but as long as Gao Hongtu expressed his willingness to recommend it, Hou Fangyu could continue to speak the prepared rhetoric.

After a moment, Gao Hongtu sighed, "I'm afraid I can't control what Ling Yan is doing."

Hou Fangyu was stunned when he got angry.

What? Even Gao Hongtu feels powerless?

He is a dignified Minister of Works!

If he can't even do it, who else in the court has this ability?

Seeing Hou Fangyu's look in a dismay, Gao Hongtu comforted him: "Nephew, do you know why Ling Yan did not respond at all after he came to Nandu? This is what Your Majesty meant."

What does Your Majesty mean?

Hou Fangyu was even more confused now. When Zi deliberately cold his father today, what purpose was this?

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Chapter completed!