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It was also noon, also in the elegant room on the third floor of the Shanshui Restaurant in Guangzhaifang, Yang Hao was also inviting Yu Wenjing to drink.

Yuwen Jingguan was appointed Minister of the Ministry of War, which sounds very noble, but it is not so.

The Minister of the Ministry of War is nominally the chief officer of the Ministry of War, but it is also a very embarrassing position. The general daily affairs of the Ministry of War are handled by the Minister of War. Major military and state affairs are led by the Prime Minister, and it is not the turn of the Minister.

If a memorial needs to be submitted for approval, it is not handed to the Minister, but to the Minister of War, the Minister of War. As for personnel changes within the Ministry of War, that is the authority of the Ministry of Personnel, and the Minister has no authority to interfere.

In short, the Minister of the Ministry of War does not reach the sky or touch the ground. It is awkward to hang in the air. It is completely a decoration position. Of course, it is the same not only for the Minister of the Ministry of War, but also for the six ministers.

But Shangshu also has advantages, that is, he is a high-level official, a third-rank official, and has the same level as the Prime Minister and the General. Generally, when promoting a Prime Minister, the Shangshu will be considered first. In the final analysis, the six ministers are the candidates for the Prime Minister.

Yu Wenjing took the initiative to fill a glass of wine for Yang Sui and asked with concern: What Yang Shilang said just now is that a high-ranking official with military background was promoted to the position of prime minister. Is this news true?

Yang Wei picked up the wine glass and said with a smile: Of course it is true. This is the news from Mrs. Guo Guo. How could it be wrong? Three deputy prime ministers were added and the government system was implemented. Isn't it rare that Yuwen Shangshu never thought about who the military representative would be? ?”

Yang Wei knew that someone from the Yang family was going to join the political affairs hall as deputy prime minister. Of course he thought it was him. Yang Guozhong was demoted to the governor of Yi in less than a year, and it was not Yang Guozhong's turn.

In the past two days, Yang Zheng was extremely excited, and he was always dreaming about being the prime minister. Today, he also followed the request of Mrs. Guo Guo to talk to Yu Wenjing and give Yu Wenjing some hints.

Could it be that I was considered as the third candidate for the Holy Spirit? Yu Wenjing was so excited that the hand that poured the wine trembled.

The Holy One has not announced it yet, and no one knows who it is, but the conditions are here. You must be from the army, and you must also have sufficient civil service qualifications to be qualified to serve as prime minister. Let's consider it, Minister Yuwen! How many high-ranking officials in the court meet the requirements? This condition? Besides, the Hu people don’t consider it.”

Yu Wenjing quickly searched in his mind and found that he was the only one among the Guanlong nobles who met the requirements. The others all held military positions and had no civil service qualifications. However, there were a few local officials with strong qualifications, such as Jiannan Jiedushi Xianyu Zhongtong and Luoyang left-behind Zhang. Qiqiu and Hedong Jiedu envoys Han Xiulin, but they were still a little short of the qualifications of senior court officials to become prime ministers.

Yu Wenjing suddenly understood that this aspect was completely tailor-made for him. Could it be a reward given to him by the emperor?

Yang Wei lowered his voice and said with a smile: Madam said, as long as you do your best to help the Yang family bring down Li Linfu, your right hand will belong to the Yang family, and your left hand will belong to you!

Yu Wenjing's legs went weak and he couldn't sit still. He suddenly had the urge to kneel on the ground and swear.

In the afternoon, Zhang Jun came to the Prince Consort's Mansion in despair and found his brother Zhang Jie. Zhang Jie married Princess Ning Qin and was appointed Taichang Qing.

In the inner hall, Zhang Jie listened to his brother's story and immediately complained to him: Yang Shenjin almost died because of the prophecy book. The lesson is here, but you didn't learn it. Instead, you hid the prophecy book in the study room outside the house and wrote down some random thoughts. , isn’t this a recipe for disaster?”

Zhang Jun felt aggrieved and said: I have been raising the Han family for seven years, and no one has ever known about it. How could I have thought that Li Linfu would suddenly find out.

Zhang Jie hated his brother's carelessness and said sadly: How could you not know? I knew it! People who know about this kind of thing usually turn a blind eye. No one is looking for trouble. The key is that you participated in the Yang family's frame-up of Li Linfu. Grandson, that’s why he attacked you. This is something you can even think of with your feet, but you still don’t take it seriously.”

Zhang Jun felt extremely regretful and said after a while: Now that things have happened, I have no choice, so I came to you for help.

Zhang Jie was really helpless. It was always a serious crime to involve prophecies, and the implication was very wide. Once his brother was accused of the prophecies, he would also be implicated, and his father's posthumous reputation would be ruined.

Zhang Ji walked a few steps with his hands behind his back and asked again: Can you confirm that it was Li Linfu who got the prophecy?

Zhang Jun shook his head, I'm not sure, but since he mentioned Yongdafang, I think it can only be him.

What if it's not him?

Zhang Jun didn't know what to say. At this moment, the housekeeper said in the hall: To inform the prince-in-law, a man from outside the house came and said that he was ordered by Prime Minister Li to send some gifts to the prince-in-law.

Zhang Ji and Zhang Jun looked at each other, and Zhang Ji quickly asked: Where is the thing?

Something has been brought into the house. It's a big wooden box. The man has left.

Bring the wooden box over here!

Not long after, two servants brought a box. Zhang Ji quickly walked out of the inner hall and opened the box himself. Both brothers were stunned at the same time. Inside the box were the three treasures of white jade, the screen, the unicorn and the ruler.

There was also a piece of plain paper on it, which Zhang Ji picked up, with a line written on it, I got this by chance from your ancestors, and I hereby return it! The signature was Li Linfu.

Zhang Ji and Zhang Jun looked at each other, and Zhang Jun asked in confusion: What does Li Linfu mean?

Zhang Ji smiled bitterly for a while and said: This is to be courteous first and then to fight. You are giving us a favor. If we don't appreciate it, the prophecy will be revealed.

Could it be that he wants to use prophecies to control us?

I can't tell. Maybe he just doesn't allow you to get closer to the Yang family! At least he won't use prophecies to make trouble now.

Zhang Jun nodded, Since we can't see through his intentions, we can only take one step at a time.

Zhang Ji thought for a moment and then said: But there is one thing you have to do. Let Zhang Yan apologize to Li Ye. This thing is very important and must be done.

Yu Wenjing's official residence is also in the Ministry of War, located in a small courtyard at the back of the Ministry of War. There is nothing to do at ordinary times. He just drinks tea and reads the Di Bao. The emperor has not held a morning court in five or six years, and there is no court. The content of the meeting must be prepared.

Speaking of which, Yu Wenjing is almost sixty years old. In a few years, he will apply for an official position and go home to retire.

However, a conversation with Yang Wei at noon today made Yu Wenjing very excited, and the ambition in his heart that was about to disappear was once again aroused.

Yu Wenjing returned to the official room. As soon as he walked to the entrance of the courtyard, he heard two officers chatting in the courtyard.

Shang Shu Yuwen is going to be in bad luck now. Removal from office is a frivolous matter. If not, he may even be deprived of his title!

No, it's too bad. There have been three cases of family extermination alone. You have raised a demon!

Yu Wenjing's hair stood on end when he heard this, he quickly walked into the yard and shouted angrily: What are you talking about?

The sound was like thunder, and the two attendants were so frightened that they stood up and lowered their heads.

Yu Wenjing grabbed the two of them and said viciously: I heard you clearly just now. Tell me what bad luck is going to happen to me!

One of the staff said with trepidation: We heard a saying that the Yushitai wrote a letter to impeach the minister, and allowed his grandson to commit murder. It was full of evil. Everyone is talking about this matter, and it has spread throughout the court.

Yu Wenjing's eyes widened, Yushitai impeached him?

He suddenly asked anxiously: What kind of grandson do I want to do?

It seems to be your grandson Yuwen Siwu. He has done many bad things and we have all heard about it.

Yu Wenjing suddenly opened his mouth. He suddenly understood that at this critical moment, Li Linfu took action.

In the afternoon, a news that shocked the court came out from the Yushitai. The Yushitai impeached Yu Wenjing, the Minister of War, for allowing Sun to commit murder and kill innocent people.

This impeachment comes just in time. Emperor Li Longji has just drafted three candidates for deputy prime ministers, but they have not been announced yet. He plans to discuss them with the current two prime ministers tomorrow morning and then officially announce them.

Unexpectedly, Yu Wenjing, one of the three candidates, was impeached by Yushitai at this juncture.

Li Longji quietly put the draft list back into the drawer and waited to see what happened.