Yang Fan, Mr. Yang, is forty-three years old this year.
His old father, Yang Lao Xiangguo, is seventy-one years old this year.
At the beginning of this year, the old prime minister completely retired from his position as prime minister. Half a year has passed in the blink of an eye. During these six months, Prime Minister Yang stayed at home behind closed doors to thank guests. Except for his family and some old friends, the rest of his disciples and old officials, All are missing.
Even his favorite disciple Chen Yu failed to see him after visiting him several times.
At this moment, Lao Xiangguo was taking care of a pot of flowers and plants. When he saw his son kneeling in front of him, he glanced at his son with slightly tired eyes, but said nothing.
He silently took the newspaper from his son.
Lao Xiangguo has been the prime minister for more than ten years and nearly twenty years, and has been in charge of the council for more than ten years. The thing he comes into contact with the most on a daily basis is documents, and he is most sensitive to words.
He only read the newspaper briefly, then focused on the last article. After reading it carefully, he put the newspaper on the table aside without raising his head.
"Have I wronged you?"
The old man's voice was neither fast nor slow, and then he stopped looking at his son and continued to play with the flowers and plants.
Mr. Yang knelt on the ground and said in an anxious tone: "Dad, that woman's husband suddenly died of illness. She has nothing to do with her son. As for bringing her in, it is a consensual matter..."
The old man stopped moving his hands, silently raised his head and glanced at his son, and asked: "Where is the woman?"
Mr. Yang knelt on the ground, feeling a little guilty.
"Sick...died of illness."
The old prime minister sighed.
"Just commit evil. The evil you do will be blamed on our father and son in the future, and there will be no way to avoid it."
Yang Fan was still dissatisfied, he lowered his head slightly and said: "Dad, the widow's matter is reasonable and the son has not committed any crime. Besides, it is an old thing from who knows which year. No one mentioned this bad thing at the beginning. No one mentioned it when you were in charge, but now that you have just resigned, someone is bringing it up again!"
"This was definitely not directed at my son."
Yang Fan forced himself to kowtow and said, "This is obviously aimed at you, the old man!"
"Dad, if you bear this breath right now, it won't be long before those clowns will attack your old man and our family!"
Young Master Yang's eyes were already red when he said this.
"Father, you must not sit idly by and ignore it!"
Yang Xiangguo finally stopped what he was doing. He put the showerhead aside, then sat down on the pony and looked at his son quietly: "Your father has resigned."
"Your father can't even leave Jiankang now. If nothing else, if your father leaves home now and walks around Jiankang City, there will be countless people following him secretly."
The old Xiangguo was quite sentimental: "Think about it for yourself, what else can dad do for you? Now, with such a shameful face, are you going to go to some newspaper office in some place, find out the person who wrote the article, and throw him into a prison to hold him accountable?"
"Father…"
Mr. Yang squirmed on the ground with his knees, knelt in front of his father, stretched out his arms to hold his father's calves, and said: "No matter what, we have to find the person who slandered our son, and then we have to deal with him hard." , let him know the consequences of slandering his son and our Yang family!"
"How to find out?"
Old Xiangguo looked up at Yang Fan and said silently: "Like last time, you asked the name of the person from the Di newspaper department, and then took a few people to gamble on Dongshi Street to block people's houses?"
Yang Jingzong's eyes were full of helplessness.
"The young man you blocked last time is now Sizheng of the Di Reporting Department. What did you block him for?"
"Unbelievably stupid."
This ordinary-looking little old man snorted: "If you hadn't been fooling around all these years, even if your father had resigned, he could have retired and returned to his hometown to live a peaceful life for a few years. Because you people, these He has committed misdeeds in Jiankang for many years, and it is still unknown whether the old man can end well."
"alright."
The old man waved his hand and said impatiently: "In this newspaper, there is only the word "Yang" written in it, and your name is not written. If you are so anxious now, don't you have to take the blame yourself?"
"Just restrain yourself, but do whatever you have to do."
Old Xiangguo focused his attention on the flowers and plants he was taking care of again, and he said slowly: "Your Uncle Zhang will be seventy years old in two days. If you have nothing to do these days, prepare a gift for your father." , send it to him on his seventieth birthday, and say nice things to him."
Zhang Jing has been Yang Jingzong's deputy for so many years, so Yang Fan naturally wants to recognize this "Uncle Zhang".
Yang Fan nodded, indicating that he understood. Then he hesitated, stood up from the ground, squatted next to his father, and whispered: "Dad, do you think the north is going to lose a few more battles? If you can If we lose a few more games, the court and His Majesty will probably lose their composure and ask Pei Yuan to go as envoy to the Northern Qi Dynasty for peace talks..."
Pei Yuan, the former Minister of Rites and the former Minister of Host and Guest of the Ministry of Rites, was also the Minister of Foreign Affairs.
Pei Yuan was proficient in many languages. He could still speak "nonsense" that even the Northern Qi royal family no longer spoke. He had represented the imperial court on many occasions as an envoy to Northern Qi.
More importantly, this Pei Yuan was also a student of Yang Jingzong.
Minister Pei offended the emperor during the last Shen Yi incident and lost his position as Minister of Rites. Now he has been demoted several levels and is currently serving in a quiet yamen in Jiankang.
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After hearing his son's words, Yang Xiang glanced up at him, then stood up silently, picked up a tickle from his hand, and hit Yang Fan hard on the head.
Yang Fan let out a cry of pain and cut off the scratch in two.
There was uncontrollable anger in Yang Xiangguo's eyes. He suppressed his anger and shouted: "I have told you more than once that you should not engage in military affairs! Although you have some kindness, you don't even have a real job. , who gave you the courage to dictate military matters!"
"How dare you!"
Old Man Yang gritted his teeth angrily: "You evil son, now all the big families in Jiankang City have set their sights on the position of the Queen, but you are the only one who wants to control the war on the front line! Leave some roots for the Yang family stop!"
Yang Fan knelt on the ground and looked up at his father. He was about to say something, but seeing that his father was angry, he knelt on the ground and refused to fight back.
Filial piety is the most basic moral standard of this era. Whether it is a middle-aged second generation like Yang Fan who does evil everywhere, or a young man like Fan Dongcheng who causes trouble, or even those knights who travel around the world and kill people at every turn, they have no respect for their elders. The attitude is not too bad.
"Father, don't be angry. If the child doesn't say anything, it's just..."
He muttered in a low voice: "The Queen...don't we still have to look at the Queen Mother's thoughts?"
Yang Jingzong slowly glanced at his son, and then said coldly: "You go home now, don't do anything, just wait for the news quietly, I will take care of other things, do you understand?"
Yang Fan felt happy and quickly lowered his head: "I understand, kid."
After saying that, he bowed to his father a few more times and left with a thousand thanks.
After Yang Fan left, Old Xiangguo Yang slumped in his chair for a long time. Finally, he silently looked in the direction of the palace, and the old man murmured to himself.
"Your Majesty wants to knock down the mountain and shake the tiger..."
"I want to see how old my tiger has become, whether it can still move, and whether it can eat people..."
After saying that, the old man turned his attention to the newspaper again and exhaled silently: "Ying Xiaoxiao..."
"Di News Department..."
After muttering a few words, the old man crouched with his hands behind his back and went back to the house to sleep.
At the court meeting the next day, more than a dozen censors jointly submitted a letter to the emperor.
The content of the petition is very simple, please abolish the Di News Agency.
The reason is that the Di Newspaper Division does not have the authority to hear and report events in Yushitai, but only has the right to publish news and factual articles. Nowadays, the publication of unfounded matters in Di Newspaper is no longer just rumors and reports, but rumors.
This seriously threatened the status of Yushitai.
At the same time, the old Prime Minister Yang Jingzong, who had been in office for more than half a year, also wrote to the court, requesting the court to immediately send someone to deal with Yang Fan, and to conduct a detailed investigation of the causes and consequences of the Yang family's concubine Pan's entry into the family more than ten years ago. If there is any culpability, please investigate The court investigated the crime according to the law.
Suddenly, the pressure suddenly came to the emperor's side.
