"We have a ten-day holiday every ten days. It's not like the Political Affairs Hall doesn't know that. Tomorrow is the Double Seventh Festival, and the day after tomorrow will be a ten-day holiday. There will be a day of public affairs in between. Why don't the Ministers of the Political Affairs Hall move their ten-day holiday forward a little bit and put it together with the Double Seventh Festival?
"That's right. Tomorrow is the Double Seventh Festival. Everyone will be drunk. Will they still have the mood to work the day after tomorrow? Messing around for a day and taking a break the next day. Why don't the Political Affairs Hall be flexible? "
The Political Affairs Hall's notice was issued. Tomorrow was the Double Seventh Festival. According to the rules, they would have a day off and then a day of work. They would be able to catch up with the ten-day holiday every ten days. In the Ministry of Justice, the low-ranking officials complained when they saw the notice. They complained that the Political Affairs Hall didn't know how to be flexible. They couldn't have a good holiday.
The Political Affairs Hall was actually the general name of the Secretariat, Menxia Province, and Shangshu Province. The Three Provinces and Six Ministries system originated from the Sui Dynasty. The power of the three provinces was divided. The disadvantages were greater than the advantages. The three provinces restrained each other. Government orders were not carried out and efficiency was low. Especially the Secretariat which had the power to issue orders and the Menxia Province which had the power to review government orders. They bickered with each other every day because of political disagreements.
Seeing that this method didn't work, Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty put the three provincial officials together. The office was called the Political Affairs Hall. It was located in Menxia Province at first and then moved to the Secretariat. The governors of the three provinces, who were also the prime ministers of the current dynasty, were all working here. The situation was a bit similar to how in modern times, some government departments would work together to provide a one-stop service in order to improve efficiency.
When Yang Fan was in the palace, he often saw people going to the Secretariat. In fact, they were going to the Political Affairs Hall. When the Political Affairs Hall's Double Seventh Festival holiday rule came out, the low-ranking officials started to talk and were indignant.
Yang Fan also joined in the commotion, "Those men are all seventy or eighty years old, they can't afford to drink wine, they can't even play with women, let alone enjoy the lanterns, go to the garden, and celebrate the Double Seventh Festival. I'm afraid before the second watch period, they'll already be sleeping in their beds. To them, the Double Seventh Festival is nothing. Why would they care about what we think? "
"Exactly, exactly!"
A group of people who always thought that the people above them were all idiots, the low-ranking officials, and the yamen runners felt that this Doctor Yang's words were very much to their liking; they all nodded their heads like little chicks pecking rice.
"Doctor Lang has hit the nail on the head. Your knowledge is truly extraordinary!"
The person who never forgot to flatter Manager Feng was, of course, Manager Feng Xihui.
It was the higher-ups who ostracized Yang Fan. Yang Fan had no conflict of interest with these low-ranking officials. Although the low-ranking officials also had to respect the higher-ranking officials, even the higher-ranking officials had to maintain a friendly relationship with Yang Fan on the surface. Naturally, they could not avoid Yang Fan.
After a few days, they felt that this Doctor Yang was not a hateful official. He was quite down-to-earth, so they all treated him as a colleague. Although they did not respect him as much, they did not regard him as an outsider.
Perhaps some people felt that there would always be a group of people in life. If you did not treat them with hostility and behaved harmlessly, they would think that you were weak and incompetent. Instead, they would bully you to show how great they were. However, this kind of situation could only happen in the lowest level of the yamen. In the wilderness, it would only happen at the level of ruffians.
Even if it was a ruffian, when he became a big ruffian, he would be polite like a gentleman. He would never bully ordinary people like a ruffian on the street. Moreover, this group of people in the Ministry of Justice would not do so.
Moreover, Yang Fan was not a person without a foundation. There were three great Buddhas standing behind him. Although these people could not directly insert their hands into the Ministry of Justice, since Yang Fan had no intention of fighting for power, these people did not need to make things difficult for him.
Therefore, Yang Fan did not break the exclusion alliance of the officials in the Ministry of Justice for a few days. Instead, he mingled in the grassroots every day and laid a good foundation for the masses.
Dang ~! Dang ~! Dang ~!
The bell that signaled the end of the yamen rang. The crowd of petty officials and yamen officials who were in the courtyard denouncing the people of the Political Affairs Hall for making the vacation arrangements were either brainless, pig-brained, or nonsensical, all dispersed at once, like monkeys that had fallen from a tree.
As an official, of course, he had to walk slowly. Even if he did not have that many official cases to deal with, he still had to walk slowly. Even if he did not appear to be very busy, he had to be more solemn and dignified, right?
Only Yang Fan "escaped" from the yamen as fast as the low-ranking officials, or even faster.
This new official really did not have any awareness of being an official.
…
"Langjun is back!"
Today was another day of accounting. Xiao Mang had been busy with nearly twenty shops in her family for the whole afternoon and had only finished accounting for seven. At this time, she had just returned home and had just taken a shower and changed into the regular clothes of Yan Ju. Hearing that Yang Fan was back, she immediately came out to greet him happily.
Yang Fan took Xiao Mang's hand and said excitedly, "Xiao Mang, don't prepare dinner tonight. Let's go out for dinner."
Xiao Mang was surprised and laughed, "Go out for dinner? It's so late. For no reason at all, why … "
Yang Fan patted his waist and said with a smile, "What are you afraid of at night? With the badge of the Ministry of Justice here, we can do whatever we want in Luoyang City. Hehe, except for the palace! "
"Okay, okay. You really can do whatever you want."
Xiao Mang was angry and amused at the same time. However, Niuniu was naturally not immune to Elder Brother's requests and arrangements. Xiao Mang agreed obediently. Seeing that Yang Fan was still holding her hand, she couldn't help but say coquettishly, "You have to at least let me change my clothes. How can I go out like this?"
Yang Fan seemed to have woken up from a dream and said, "Oh, oh, oh, not bad. You go and change your clothes. I will also go and change my clothes. It is really inconvenient to go out in official clothes."
Yang Fan asked Third Sister to bring him a light green regular clothes. He did not wear a headscarf and only wore a Xiaoyao scarf, which gave him a rather elegant and unrestrained feeling.
In the Tang Dynasty, people of the upper class would always wear powder and flowers when going out. Men were no exception. However, Yang Fan was really not used to wearing a light layer of white powder on his face and a peony flower on his hat like Liu Junfan. He still wore clear soup and fine noodles, refreshing and refreshing.
However, his tanned skin in Nanyang had gradually become fair. Although it was not comparable to those men who liked to wear powder, it was fairer than most men in the market. Wearing this light soap-colored clothes, he gave off a feeling of being as divine as jade.
Yang Fan rinsed his mouth, washed his face, changed his clothes, boots, leather belt, and tied a Xiaoyao scarf. He stood in the courtyard and did not see Xiao Mang come out of her room. He paced back and forth in the courtyard until the sun was setting and there was only a faint red hue on the horizon. Only then did Xiao Mang slowly come out of her room.
She was wearing a high-waisted lotus colored long dress, with small flowers at the front and narrow sleeves. She was wearing a beautiful half-sleeved shirt with a gold scarf draped over it. On her feet was a pair of cloud-tipped satin boots. She looked bright and beautiful, charming and lovely. Especially that tender and alluring little face. With just a single appearance, it completely stole the brilliance of the sunset rainbow, and the corridor immediately felt as if it was lit up.
Looking at Yang Fan's burning gaze, the little lovely wife was somewhat at a loss. She stretched the corner of her clothes and looked under her skirt. Then she asked slightly shyly, "Is there something wrong?"
Yang Fan did not say anything, he simply turned around and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Xiao Xuanzi, change the horse into a carriage. Taomei, San Jieer, quickly tidy up, follow Niangzi out."
"Ah!"
Xiao Mang pointed her finger at her lips and timidly said, "It's inconvenient, right?"
Yang Fan hurriedly shook his head like a rattle drum. "No, no, no, it's quite nice …"
Before he finished his sentence, Xiao Mang ran back and said while running, "It's all Langjun's fault for not being clear. Then I'll change my clothes."
"Don't …"
Before Yang Fan finished his sentence, Xiao Mang lifted the hem of her skirt and disappeared into the room like a little peacock.
Yang Fan put his hand on his forehead and slumped his body. He rushed forward again and shouted, "Xiao Xuanzi, change the carriage into a horse. Taomei, Third Sister, you don't have to follow us out! "
…
Out of the Good Fortune House, passing the Good Selection House, the two rode side by side and entered the Gentleness House.
Xiao Mang was also wearing a man's robe. Her natural beauty was still hard to hide, but it made her a bit more handsome. From afar, she looked like an elegant young master. Looking closely, she was a beauty.
"Langjun, where are we going?"
"Hehe, no need to ask! Your husband has already inquired about it in advance. This place is very interesting. "
"No way, we're going to close the door."
"I know, but it doesn't matter. We're not going home tonight. We'll spend the night outside. Look, there are bridges between the buildings here. We can come and go freely. There's no need to go to the street at all. "
Yang Fan pointed the horsewhip forward. He saw exquisite and beautiful small buildings with carved beams and painted rafters. Colorful lights were hung high on the upper and lower floors. It was charming and warm. It was too much for his eyes to take in.
The most eye-catching were the beautiful and charming girls in colorful clothes. One by one, they stood at the top of the building and waved at them enthusiastically. The whole building was full of red sleeves. Good! Not spectacular!
Although they stood at the top of the building and were still a bit far away, Yang Fan had amazing eyesight. He could clearly see their facial features. Although he didn't understand women's makeup, he could see that these women were wearing different clothes and makeup. Even their lip makeup was different.
Beautiful Pomegranate, Big Red Spring, Little Red Spring, Tender Wu Xiang, Half Side Jiao, Wan Jinhong, Saint Sandalwood Heart, Dew Pearl, Inner Family Circle, Heavenly Palace Qiao, Luo 'er Yin, Light Red Heart, Orangutan Halo, Little Vermillion Dragon, Ge Shuang Tang, Seductive Flower Slave … There were thousands of different styles. Of course, Yang Fan couldn't name these lip makeup, but he could see the difference.
"Langjun, do you want to bring Xiao Mang to this place tonight?"
Xiao Mang's happy expression was gone. She looked slightly angry.
Yang Fan didn't notice that there was a girl at the top of the building making eyes at him. This girl was tall and plump. Her face was like a full moon. Her hair was tied up in a high bun with yellow flowers stuck on the side of her temples. Her snow-white skin was slightly exposed, squeezing out a deep cleavage. Oh! That pair of "Shandong Choked Noodles Big Buns" were really big …
Seeing that she was waving at him, Yang Fan politely nodded to return the greeting. He said to Xiao Mang, "Yes! I've asked Feng Xihui. In our Luo Yang City, this Gentleness Lane is the most prosperous. There are erotic dances and songs, feasting and green lights. You can stay up all night. "
Xiao Mang pulled the reins of the horse. Her two black and bright eyebrows gently raised. On her clear and beautiful face, her eyes faintly carried a trace of demonic intent. It was just like the time when she flew to the sky and bumped into Yang Fan disguised as a thief under the wall of the Xiuwen Lane. She said with a murderous look, "Langjun brought Nu Nu out tonight. Are you here to visit the brothel's Romantic Lane?"
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