Chapter 1305: Disgusted with old age

The next day, Cao Yong and his son left the Wenquanzhuang and returned to the city.

Cao Yong did not return to his residence and went directly to the Ministry of Revenue.

As soon as he got to the seat, Jiang Jian came in to tell me about the news. Several senior ministers of the six ministries were all concerned about the position of Minister of Revenue, but there was a news that the emperor intended to call Zhang Tingyu as Minister of Revenue.

Without the Ministry of Personnel, the Ministry of Revenue will be fine. If Zhang Tingyu changed the place, the Ministry of Revenue would be in a shortage, which is better than a yamen like the Ministry of Works and Justice.

Someone has already inquired about the news from the Ministry of Revenue, and even Cao Yong, the official, has been asked several times.

When Cao Yong heard this, he couldn't help laughing.

Tian Congdian's revenge was approved and the farewell banquet was given. The candidate for the Minister of Personnel should be finalized. Those old ministers were very worried, but they didn't know that the emperor wanted to promote his ministers, and they thought these old men were annoying.

Because of Yongzheng's suspicious nature and nepotism, this Minister of Personnel was mostly served by Zhang Tingyu.

At this time, Zhang Tingyu was not in the office of the Ministry of Revenue, but was in front of the East Warm Pavilion of Yangxin Hall.

In addition to him, there were two other people in front of the imperial court, Prince Yi sitting on the chair and Tian Congdian, the retired old minister kneeling on the ground.

Tian Congdian has already set a date for his return. Please see him today for a sign. He is here to say goodbye.

The old man wanted to express his snot and tears, but he was nothing more than thanking the kindness of the ancestor.

As expected, at this time, most of the emperor said softly and comforted him, then praised him and gave him some things.

But Yongzheng didn't speak for a long time.

Zhang Tingyu stood beside him honestly, feeling that the atmosphere in the room was getting more and more depressing. He raised his eyelids and glanced up quickly.

I saw that the emperor's face was not angry or happy. Zhang Tingyu often accompanied him in front of him, so he could see that he was annoyed.

Zhang Tingyu sighed in his heart. Mr. Tian has been in the officialdom for a lifetime, but now he is confused.

The power of heaven is unpredictable. Even if he is an old minister in retirement, he is still a minister.

Today, he was wrong two things, one was the time to hand over the sign, and the other was to thank the emperor for his kindness in front of the emperor.

Although there are no clear regulations, according to common rules, unless the time for the official who has just entered Beijing to hand over the signs is uncertain, the time for the official to hand over the emperor’s breakfast is mostly between the time from the beginning of Yin to the beginning of Mao (3:00 to 5:00 am).

If the emperor wants to see one, he will summon whom before the court discussion begins.

Tian Congdian handed over the sign today, but it was Maozheng (6 o'clock in the morning), and it was too late.

Thanks to the words of the late emperor, it is nothing to say. After all, he is a minister promoted by the late emperor, and it is reasonable to say that the deep affection between the king and the subject is deep.

But when you say such words, it seems that there is a hint of accusation that you are not "kind" enough.

Tian Congdian nagged for a while, but could not hear the emperor's movement, so he stopped awkwardly.

He bowed and lay down on the ground, and his white braids appeared after his slapped hair, trembling. Thinking about his age, Yongzheng's annoyance was reduced a little, and he finally started to scream.

In addition to the official uniforms and court beads he gave as usual, Yongzheng also gave him a royal pen couplet.

Yongzheng just didn't like this honest and upright old minister, but he was not energetic and could not share his worries. He was not really tired of this person.

Even though Tian Congdian was repeatedly rude today, he thought that he was seventy and seventy years old, no matter how annoyed Yongzheng was, he would not have any attacks.

Seeing the imperial gifted couplet, Tian Congdian blinked hard, almost suspected of being in a dream.

When the eunuch really handed the banner to him, looking at the big vermilion characters on it, he couldn't see what was written on it for a while, but he was still excited to take it.

This is the imperial pen, which is the best gain he gained for his life, and it is enough to keep it as a family heirloom.

The little resentment that originally existed in my heart was all the tears of gratitude.

Tian Congdian knelt down again and thanked for his grace.

The old man choked silently, tears flowed all over his body, his body trembled like a sieve, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

When Yongzheng saw this, he did not bear it and said he would kneel down.

Tian Congdian wanted to stand up, but it was very difficult. Yongzheng ordered Chen Fu to help him retreat.

When Tian Congdian left, Yongzheng sighed and said, "He is a good minister, but he is too old. He is deaf and blurred, and walking is not cheap. Where can he have the energy to handle government affairs?"

The Thirteenth Prince said with a smile: "The rules passed down by the ancients, and it makes sense to retire from the 70th. But in the officialdom, he has been to the important ministers of the court step by step. Who would have been willing to leave his career early? Tian Congdian's ethics is commendable. Although he is a little fond of power, he just wants to serve the court for two more years. He is loyal."

Yongzheng snorted coldly and said, "It's not true that he can't do it in his position. If he hadn't thought about his ethics, he would have delayed his work just because he was old and weak, he would not have left the capital."

The Thirteenth Prince said: "The emperor is the most lenient to the emperor, which makes Tian Congdian receive this honor."

Everyone likes to listen to good things, and Yongzheng endured his anger halfway but did not get angry. He also felt that he was too generous to Tian Congdian.

Only Zhang Tingyu stood aside, looking at the nose, looking at the nose, looking at the heart, and pretending to be clay figures.

The emperor is willing to be lenient? This is simply the biggest joke in the world.

Since the throne has been assassinated, how many ministers have been attacked by the emperor?

Others don’t know that Zhang Tingyu knew that the emperor had planned to change the Minister of War, but the old Minister of Personnel was temporarily decided.

Even if a minister like Tian Congdian really prays for his bones, he will refute it several times as usual to show the friendship between the king and the minister.

But the emperor's meaning is accurate.

Besides, in order to make Tian Congdian take the initiative to submit a memorial, the emperor discussed the problems of the Ministry of Personnel twice in succession, and scolded Tian Congdian in public.

Zhang Tingyu also warned himself that even if he is closer to the emperor, he can always be with the emperor, and don’t forget the saying “Accompanying the king is like a tiger”.

At this moment, Yongzheng looked at Zhang Tingyu and said, "Hengchen, I will hand over the Ministry of Personnel to you. This time, the official colonel has just been in charge, and you have just listed all the officials who have not yet retired after being over 60 years old. For reasons, you have not retired and whether you are diligent in government affairs must be noted. If there is a person with a corpse position and a meal, you should clear the matter early."

Zhang Tingyu bowed and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Although he had already been promoted to the Grand Secretary, his rank was still above the Six Ministers of Shangshu, so he should not have been interested in this position as Shangshu.

But as we all know, the so-called cabinet ministers and scholars were different from the previous dynasty. They were named as prime minister but had no power as prime minister. They were just assistants to the emperor for handling government affairs.

His father Zhang Ying also served as the Grand Secretary and the Minister of Rites. He retired for 65 years. The most regrettable thing is that he has never been the Minister of Personnel, the leader of all officials.

The Thirteenth Prince hesitated for a moment and said, "Emperor, the Ministry of Revenue..."

Yongzheng said: "The Ministry of Revenue has also handed over to Hengchen, and Cao Yong is going to the Ministry of War. Now the northwest is just a small matter. I don't know when the troops will be dispatched. The Ministry of War has no careful treatment, so I am not relieved."

After hearing this, the Thirteenth Prince didn't say anything else, but was very satisfied.

No matter how diligent Cao Yong worked hard, Zhang Tingyu was suppressed by him, he really couldn't achieve political achievements in the Ministry of Revenue.

When he arrived at the Ministry of War, he was able to become the chief seal officer. He was also a person who was steady. When the war began, he did not have to make any extraordinary achievements. He just wanted to ensure the logistics and military supplies.

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Cao Yong sneezes a lot after the Ministry of Revenue.

Although I was riding in a carriage and wearing thick clothes when I was on the road in the morning, it was cold and hot, and I caught a little cold.

He felt cold and hot for a while, his eyes became a little dry. He felt blurred when he looked at the official document.

He rubbed his eyes and put down his brush after he had to approve the official documents that needed to be cooked today.

Although his mind was heavy, he still thought to himself that his wife could not know that he was uncomfortable, otherwise she would not be willing to take care of her in Changping Zhuangzi.

He just felt his head getting heavier and he became sore and weak, and he knew in his heart that he had a cold.

He called Jiang Jian in and told him that he would leave early, so that Jiang Jian would pay attention to the affairs of the official office. If there was something important, he would arrange for someone to go back to find him.

Seeing Cao Yong's cheeks flushed and his nasal voice was also heard, Jiang Jian was startled: "What's this happening, sir? It's still fine just now, why is it like this after just two hours?"

Cao Yong was chilling all over, his clothes tightened, and he thought of a scene in "The Investiture of the Gods" inexplicably. Daji and King Zhou made a bet on the matter of who has more bone marrow or less young people.

The elderly have little bone marrow, so they are afraid of cold; the young people have more bone marrow, so they have enough endurance.

Cao Yong suddenly realized that he was not at ease with his wife. Could it be that he was old too?

"Sir?" Seeing Cao Yong's expression stunned, Jiang Jian was worried and called out again.

"I woke up early in the morning, maybe I caught a cold. I handled the important official documents almost the same. I will go through the non-phosphorus again later. If there is no mistake, I will arrange for someone to distribute it." Cao Yong said.

Jiang Jian agreed, but refused to let Cao Yong go home like this.

"The carriage has already returned to the mansion first. How can I go back directly like this? Or I will go out and ask Manager Zhang to send someone back to the mansion to get the carriage. It will not be too late for the man to leave again." Jiang Jian advised.

Cao Yong thought that he was powerless and riding a horse was indeed inappropriate under such circumstances, so he thanked Jiang Jian and let him pass the message.

There was no medicine in the yamen office, so Cao Yong could only drink water continuously.

This is not the time to get sick.

After all, the Cao family and the six ministries were separated by a distance. It was estimated that the Cao family's carriage arrived after more than half an hour.

Zhang Yi and Cao Man were both here. I heard that Cao Yong was uncomfortable, so both of them were a little heavy on their faces.

The heroine is not in the mansion, and the young master is in the palace. If the head of the family falls ill, how can it be cured?

Seeing Cao Yong come out of the Ministry of Revenue, Cao Man hurriedly came forward, dragged Cao Yong's arm, and helped him walk.

Seeing this, Cao Yong couldn't help but smile and said, "I'm just a little ill, so where do I need someone to help me?"

Cao Man refused to let go, and he didn't put down his arm until he helped Cao Yong onto the carriage.

There was a fox fur cloak in the carriage, and Cao Yong wrapped it around him, feeling much warmer.

Seeing that he sat down, Zhang Yicai approached and reported, "I have already sent someone to hire an imperial physician and ask the master to return home, and the imperial physician will be almost here."

Cao Yong was really unstimulated, so he nodded and closed his eyes.

Because I was afraid that Cao Yong would be uncomfortable, the carriage did not move fast, but it also lacked the bumps when he was moving fast.

Cao Yong was in a daze and almost fell asleep, and returned to Cao's mansion without realizing it.

On this side, Zhang Yi and Cao Man helped Cao Yong off the carriage, while the butler Cao Fang had already come to meet him: "Master, the old man of the Fucha family is here..."

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Chapter completed!