Yan Shu got up early today. He knew that the Ministry of Revenue had even been given a lawsuit by Zhao Xing yesterday. As the acting prime minister, it would be unreasonable if he didn't come forward to do it.

After he got up and washed up, he came to the outside of the Ministry of Revenue Office early. When the Ministry of Revenue officials came to the duty one after another, he found that these people were dejected and silent.

"Mr. Yan."

The Minister of Revenue walked past him, with a gloomy face, and he greeted him casually. Yan Shu immediately greeted him: "I heard that Mr. Chen yesterday..."

"Don't mention it, it's all my fault that I am not strict in the control of the country. Today I will deal with this matter."

When Yan Shu heard this, he knew that the Ministry of Revenue would definitely be in a bloody and storm today. After all, the chief officer lost face in front of the emperor all his life yesterday.

However, Yan Shu felt that this was completely unnecessary. He followed the steps of the Minister of Revenue, who had just been in office for less than a year, and while walking, he also spoke: "Mr. Chen, please calm down. If it was just the joke yesterday, you don't have to worry."

"Oh? The jokes have all hit the other end of the official family. Do you tell me not to worry? Lord Yan, what you are taking off is not your official uniform, but your speaking is just as arrogant."

"Haha..." Yan Shu laughed, not angry. After all, if he had been scolded by the boss yesterday, he would have been much more rushing to speak than Lord Chen today.

"If Lord Yan has nothing to do, I will not send you any more. I will clean up the door today."

"Not to be," Yan Shu waved his hands repeatedly and said, "In my opinion, this matter is actually a great opportunity for Lord Chen."

"oh?"

The Minister of Revenue looked at Yan Shu with suspicion. Although he knew that this prime minister was known for his cunning, he really couldn't think of such a situation. What else could he do to reverse the world.

"Mr. Chen is here." Yan Shu fanned and said, "Listen to me to say it in detail."

About half an hour later, Lord Chen of the Ministry of Revenue personally sent Yan Shu out of the yamen gate, stood there and waved goodbye, with a smile on his face: "Lord Yan, if you have time, you can come and sit often. Please take care of yourself inside and outside the court in the future."

"Oh, Lord Chen is polite. He is an official in the same dynasty, so he should be."

After a few steps, the follower beside Yan Shu came up: "Mr. Yan, what a brilliant plan you have told that Lord Chen just now, which makes Lord Chen happy. When I saw him in, my face turned black like black charcoal."

Yan Shu closed his fan with a snap, and patted the young follower's head with the fan, but he smiled without saying a word.

In fact, he did not have any clever words, but just told the whole story of this matter. A memorial book was not originally seen by Zhao Xing, and the files in Qinglongyuan were stacked higher than those in others. So Zhao Xing only wanted an attitude from the Ministry of Revenue, so the highlight was not to punish the person who wrote the memorial book, but to make an attitude when the emperor inspected the four parties in the next time.

How to show this attitude is the ability of the Ministry of Revenue. It not only allows the officials to see the real state, but also allows them to see the Ministry of Revenue's determination to persevere and overcome difficulties. This is what the emperor wants.

This level is not complicated, but if no one advises it, the Ministry of Revenue will probably suffer a great loss. As for how to play the role below, it is their business. If he still cheats, the King of Heaven will not be able to keep his position as the Minister of Revenue when he comes.

As for the same sentence, the emperor knows more than the Ministry of Revenue. If he wants to fool, he will definitely not be fooled. Therefore, it is very important to think about the emperor's words. Yesterday, the official's words had already drawn a line for the future work of the Ministry of Revenue. If they were still like headless flies all day long, then the Ministry of Revenue would be reshuffled in the end.

Walking on the road, Yan Shu took out a fragrant tea from his purse and put it in his mouth. He held the folding fan horizontally in his hand, his face full of light clouds and breeze.

These days he has been quite successful in losing weight. Although he is not good at eating, he can be favored by girls again on the street. This is a desire to make him feel vigorous.

Just as he was about to go to the Ministry of Rites, he happened to pass by a restaurant. After a glance from the corner of his eyes, he found an acquaintance sitting in it.

He chuckled, slapped the fan in his hand a few times, looked at it early, then turned around and entered the winery, sitting opposite the old friend.

"Why did you sit here and drink early in the morning, Brother Pan."

The person sitting there drinking was not someone else, but Pan Weixi, the "fighting hero" who was idle at home. He was praised by the court and everyone praised him as a good man, but he became the hero who could only hang on the wall.

After returning to Jinling City from the border, he never received any appointments. He came to the Ministry of War many times for this matter, but the Ministry of War only expressed his helplessness. Pan Weixi even said that he was willing to demote himself, even if he was a deputy general or a general, he would be fine. However, the generals at all levels said that there were no vacant seats to him. Even General Pan personally came forward and could only get a position of protecting food and grass.

Pan Weixi felt guilty about the loss of the North Navy because he caused the North Navy to need a large-scale reconstruction. Now he is completely depressed because he can't even enter the military camp.

From morning to night, he sat in the wine shop and lived a life of drunkenness. His originally handsome and heroic face also became full of stubble and looked haggard.

"Brother Pan." Yan Shu saw his absent-minded look and sighed silently: "How can you be so useless? If other soldiers see it, that would be great?"

Pan Weixi raised his head with a confused look on his face: "I saw it when I saw it, I'm just a useless person."

"Brother Pan is such a bad word." Yan Shu shook his head and said, "To the people of the Song Dynasty, Brother Pan is the great hero who fights against the barbarians, how come he is a useless person?"

It would be fine if you didn't mention this matter, but Pan Weixi felt even more sad when he mentioned it. He half-closed his eyes and sighed: "Uncle Tong, are you really wrong?"

"Do you know why you Yun Shuai drove you back?"

“Why?”

"It is because the general is not accepted by the orders of the outside king." Yan Shu knocked on the table: "This is a fallacy. You have accepted the military order but did not enforce it. Are you right or wrong? A passionate blood is certainly a good thing, but if everyone in the Song Dynasty is like you, how can you lead this war? How can you fight this battle? You have read the Romance of the Three Kingdoms? Why did Zhuge Liang kill Ma Su with tears?"

Pan Weixi's eyes were red: "Yes...yes..."

"What's the matter with this? The commander on the battlefield is the heaven. Your soldiers are soldiers of the Song Dynasty. If you indulge them... Have you heard of the Yang family generals and the Zhe family army?"

“I heard something.”

"The loyal and wise generals of the Yang family were removed from their official titles for one day. After the Liao Dynasty was Zhao'an, Zhe Yuqing went to Shanxi to be an idle wealthy. Do you know? Who in the world knows that they are brave and good at fighting, and are loyal and loyal, but which king in the world can stand those who obey or not?" Yan Shu sighed and said, "Even if you, Yun Shu, can only act on your own after you get a bargain. You are good, you are disobedient on the battlefield. Song Beiyun will not kill you, it depends on your loyalty and wiseness. Do you think so? Alas... don't get into that horn again. You are a top talent. You will have a day to stand out. Releasing you to Jinling is probably to temper you. If you sink like this, no one can save you."

Pan Weixi was almost crying when he was talking. He spread his hands gently, and the fingerprints on his head were almost smoothed out, his hands were covered with calluses. He saw that he was a hardworking and hardworking person.

"Xi's life and death are convenient for the battlefield. Leaving the battlefield is like sucking Xi's soul... Uncle Tong, please help me."

Yan Shu let out a sigh: "In this way, I will write a letter to Song Beiyun, you can send it in person."

"I……"

"Don't be afraid, he is not that difficult to get along with, but you have to be prepared. I'm afraid you have to start with a soldier. Can you bear that grievance?"

Pan Weixi's eyes lit up at that time: "That's natural! This is the debt I should pay back. As long as I can go back to the military camp, I will accept it even if I am allowed to fall into the night."

"Under Yang Wenguang's hands?"

Pan Weixi was stunned. Donghai and Beihai were already working hard to fight against each other. He and Yang Wenguang had long been out of the way, but now they have to be under his command...

But when I thought that if I missed this time, I would like to go back to the military camp next time, I didn’t know what year it was, so Pan Weixi gritted his teeth and focused: “Ha!”

"OK."

Yan Shu ordered someone to take the envelope, then folded a piece of white paper and entered it, then signed his name on the envelope and handed the letter to Pan Weixi: "Go and prepare."

Pan Weixi looked at Yan Shu in surprise, he couldn't understand... He thought Yan Shu was playing with him.

"Just send it to me." Yan Shu stood up: "Brother Pan, you underestimate Song Beiyun too much."

After saying that, he fanned again, Shi Shiran left casually, and walked on the street again. Yan Shu breathed a sigh of relief and said to the follower beside him: "I'm going to wipe this and that one all day long. I think my prime minister would be better to change it to a hemorrhoid licking officer."

"Mr. Yan... Why do you look down on me so much?"

"It's not considered a shameful thing. Someone will do such dirty things after all." Yan Shu shook the fan lightly: "Let's go, go to the Ministry of Rites."

Yan Shu, the wandering prime minister, does these seemingly oil-free and salt-free work almost every day, with the icing on the cake and the timely help. He plays the role of a loyal and good man between the two black faces of the Song Dynasty, silently playing the role of Lubricant of the Song Dynasty.

After going to the Ministry of Rites to settle the emperor's patrol, he went to the Honglu Temple to make trouble with the Japanese envoy for two hours. Anyway, he refused to let the Japanese envoy take Zi Shi's troops away. After dinner, he discussed with the envoys of the Liao Kingdom about the wedding of the princess of the Liao Kingdom and slandered the bastards of the Dali Kingdom with the envoys of the Liao Kingdom.

It has been a day since this circle was busy, and this day will continue tomorrow, because this court is like a broken carriage, either a shaft is broken here or a beam is collapsed there.

It’s so troublesome, he has gone to brothels many times these days.
Chapter completed!