If Yan Song could use the fact that His Majesty had not received his memorial as a reason to comfort himself before, as time went by, he gradually became uneasy.
In the early morning, Yan Song kept pacing in the room, countless possibilities flashing through his mind.
"Could it be that I didn't handle the things His Majesty gave me earlier?"
"Or maybe I did something wrong and made His Majesty angry?"
The more Yan Song thought about it, the more anxious he became. Details that he had ignored in the past were constantly appearing in his mind like a slideshow.
"Yes, it was probably the incident last time that made His Majesty unhappy."
"Otherwise, Your Majesty will definitely not treat me like this."
"No, I have to find an opportunity to explain the reason to His Majesty in person!"
In this way, Yan Song fell into deep self-doubt.
A moment later, the maid's voice came from outside the door: "Mr. Yan Ge, the meal is ready."
Seeing this situation, Yan Song had no choice but to suppress all his inner thoughts and immediately came to the hall.
The dishes on the table were extremely rich, but in front of Yan Song was still the unbeatable millet porridge and pickles.
Yan Song picked up the bowl, picked up a piece of pickles and put it into his mouth. But for some reason, Yan Song felt that it tasted like chewing gum and couldn't taste anything.
After a while, Yan Song put down the bowl, shook his head, and sighed helplessly.
At this moment, Yan Shifan also rushed to the hall. Seeing that Yan Song had not touched a mouthful of food, a look of worry appeared on his face, and he immediately asked.
"Father, is it possible that the food doesn't suit your taste?"
"Well, how about I ask the kitchen to make a new one for you?"
After Yan Shifan finished speaking, he immediately called the maid and gave instructions.
"Take all these dishes down and make another one!"
The maid summoned by Yan Shifan was about to respond when she saw Yan Song shook his head and said slowly.
"No need, I just have no appetite!"
When Yan Shifan saw this, his face became even more worried. After thinking for a moment, he spoke.
"Father, now that you are recovering from a serious illness, you should pay more attention to your health!"
"Presumably His Majesty doesn't want to see you like this, right?"
"Perhaps His Majesty just wants you to rest for a few more days and recuperate your body!"
Yan Shifan couldn't continue talking as he spoke. He knew in his heart that his reasons were too weak.
"It can't be that there's something wrong with the Supervisor of Ceremonies, right?"
Yan Shifan thought so, and immediately bit his lip, and just stayed there, without saying a word.
Just like that, the atmosphere in the room fell into stagnation. After a long time, he moved his lips and spoke in an inaudible voice.
"Father, let's do this. I'll do some digging for you!"
Yan Song didn't express any reaction to Yan Shifan's words. He just waved his hand and said slowly.
"The time is almost up, you go on duty and I will figure out the rest!"
"Yes, father, farewell, my child!"
After Yan Shifan finished speaking, he walked away.
But for some reason, Yan Shifan suddenly turned around and took a look, and suddenly found that Yan Song was still standing on the same spot. His body looked quite rickety, and his whole person lacked the energy of the past.
This scene gave Yan Shifan the illusion that it only took a breeze for Yan Song to fall completely.
"no, I can not!"
Yan Shifan shook his head, warned himself in his heart not to think wildly, and immediately took a sedan chair and marched into the Forbidden City.
…
Outside the cabinet, three sedans of different colors were parked here. Xu Jie, Gao Gong, and Zhang Juzheng got down from the sedans with the help of servants.
When Gao Gong and Zhang Juzheng got off the sedan, they turned their eyes to Xu Jie, bowed slightly, and their faces were full of respect.
"I've met Mr. Xu Ge!"
"No need to be polite, just get up!"
Xu Jie's face was filled with a warm smile, he looked away, and immediately said to the two of them.
"Thank you Mr. Xu Ge!"
Upon seeing this, Gao Gong and Zhang Juzheng slowly stood up and immediately followed Xu Jie silently without saying a word.
Xu Jie walked in front, minding his own business. When he saw no one around, he immediately stopped and said slowly.
"It has been some time since Mr. Yan Ge's memorial was submitted. Why has His Majesty not reinstated Mr. Yan Ge yet? Do you think something could have happened?"
Gao Gong and Zhang Juzheng on the side heard this and quickly understood the meaning contained in Xu Jie's words, and began to calculate silently in their hearts.
After a long time, Gao Gong coughed twice and spoke first.
"Mr. Xu Ge, I think there must be something fishy in this. It can't be the problem with the Supervisor of Ceremonies!"
"It must be that His Majesty suppressed Mr. Yan Ge's memorial out of some other considerations."
As soon as Gao Gong finished speaking, Zhang Juzheng on the side also followed suit.
"Mr. Xu Ge, I think so too."
After hearing what Gao Gong said, Xu Jie didn't make any comments, he just nodded and said slowly.
"Let's go, there are still a lot of memorials waiting for us to deal with!"
After Xu Jie finished speaking, he stepped onto the steps and headed towards the cabinet.
Gao Gong and Zhang Juzheng looked at each other, then immediately followed Xu Jie's footsteps and entered the cabinet together.
Afterwards, the three of them sat down in their respective positions and began to deal with the memorial.
After Xu Jie put the finished memorial aside, he accidentally glanced at the vacant seat of the chief minister of the cabinet, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes, and he said silently to himself.
"Hmph, just wait, this position will belong to me, Xu Jie, sooner or later!"
At this moment, Yan Shifan stepped into the cabinet. Ignoring everyone's gaze, he went straight to his seat and sat down, silently processing the memorials in front of him.
Soon, the memorial submitted to the emperor by Yan Song, the chief minister of the cabinet, received no response and spread quietly in the capital.
Those officials who knew the reasons were all tight-lipped and unwilling to make any comments.
After all, this matter concerns the current chief minister of the cabinet. Who dares to gossip about it?
Apart from anything else, Yan Shifan alone is not something they can afford to offend!
But despite this, there are still some things that are changing quietly, whether it is the human heart or something else.
…
When Luo Longwen, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, heard the news, his whole body was like an ant on a hot pot, anxious.
In desperation, he found Zhang Runde, the Minister of Punishment, to discuss the next countermeasures.
In the room, after repeatedly confirming that no one was eavesdropping nearby, Luo Longwen turned his attention to Zhang Runde and lowered his voice.
"Tell me, is this thing that has been spreading in the capital recently true? Mr. Yan Ge..."
Before Luo Longwen finished speaking, he was impatiently interrupted by Zhang Runde.
"This is definitely a rumor. Mr. Yan Ge has been the chief minister of the cabinet for more than 20 years. How can he be defeated at just a word?"
"Besides, His Majesty has not given any explanation so far!"
"Besides, even if something happens to Mr. Yange's side, we can't escape. When Qingliu and his gang take power, we will be the first to be liquidated!"
When Luo Longwen heard this, his face was full of despair, and he immediately spoke.
"Then what should we do? We can't just wait for death in peace, right?"
After hearing this, Zhang Runde sighed helplessly and gave his own proposal.
"Let's visit Mr. Yan Ge tonight and see if he can do anything."
Seeing this, Luo Longwen could only nod and agree to Zhang Runde's proposal.
"Alas, this is all we can do now!"
Zhang Runde had just finished speaking, and then he added something as if he suddenly remembered it.
"By the way, call Yan Maoqing too, he has a lot of clever ideas, maybe he can be of some use then!"
After hearing this, Luo Longwen nodded and responded.
"Well, I understand."
(End of chapter)
