Yang Fan lived on Mount Longmen for some time and really fell in love with the place.
Although it was too quiet here, the environment was elegant and the scenery was beautiful. More importantly, there were no messy sounds of music, and there was no hard work. Every day, he could sleep until he woke up naturally, practice martial arts, climb the mountain, and soak in the hot springs. The whole family was happy and harmonious. Such a fairy-like life could not be enjoyed in the capital.
Yang Fan even wanted to squat in this position of hot spring soup supervisor for the rest of his life and not have any more changes. However, he wanted to live a carefree and happy life on Mount Longmen, but there was someone who was worried that he would be too lonely here. His "old friend" was coming.
Lai Junchen had always done whatever he wanted, covering the sky with one hand. He could do whatever he wanted with the nobles and ministers. But ever since he met Yang Fan, he suffered a series of setbacks. In the end, he suffered a crushing defeat and was demoted to Tongzhou. Now that Yang Fan was down and out, Lai Junchen had risen again. If he did not want to show off his power in front of his old rival, then he would not be Lai Junchen.
On Mount Longmen, Yang Fan and A Nu joined hands and made a big snowman on the hillside. They stuffed two black charcoal balls into the position of the snowman's eyes, and the snowman immediately gained charm. Yang Fan then put his hat on the snowman's head, and a big snowman with a cute and rich appearance appeared vividly in front of him.
Yang Nianzu stared with his big black eyes. Seeing the cute snowman, the little guy grinned happily, and his little butt bounced up and down. He wanted nothing more than to break free from his mother's embrace and hug the big snowman himself. Just at this moment, Xue Tangcheng hurried over and called out, "Soup supervisor, soup supervisor Yang, someone from the temple is coming."
Yang Fan threw the ball of snow he had just picked up into the distance and welcomed him with a smile. He asked, "What are you here for? Inspecting my affairs?"
Tang Cheng Xue was twice as old as Yang Fan, and he had always been respectful to Yang Fan. He was in charge of most of the affairs of the Soup Department, but he would never overstep the rules when it came to Yang Fan's authority. Therefore, he had won Yang Fan's respect. Yang Fan had never looked down on him just because he was a small Tang Cheng.
Xue Tangcheng said, "It's not a patrol, it's a banquet. The new Assistant Minister of Agriculture is coming to the Dragon Gate to invite guests to celebrate his promotion! "
Yang Fan's eyes flashed as he said, "Oh, are you talking about Junchen? If I remember correctly, he is not qualified to enjoy the Dragon Gate Hot Spring, right? It seems that other than the members of the royal family and the princes with different surnames, only the Emperor's special decree can the officials come, right? "
Tang Cheng Xue smiled bitterly and said, "Soup supervisor Yang, of course … of course this is the case, but if everything was done according to reason, then there would be no humanity left in this world. It is true that people from the other yamens rarely come to the Dragon Gate Hot Spring, but the Minister of Agriculture is our immediate superior. Officials from the Minister of Agriculture and above often come to the Dragon Gate Hot Spring. This … this … "
Yang Fan saw the awkward expression on his face and couldn't help but laugh. "Haha, I understand."
He rubbed his chin and thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "In that case, let's not break the rules. If he wants to come, let him come."
Tang Cheng Xue was well aware of the grudge between Yang Fan and Lai Junchen. He also knew that even though Yang Fan was in dire straits, he had a princess lover and King Liang as his backer. If Lai Junchen could make a comeback, Soup supervisor Yang might be able to make a comeback as well. He didn't dare offend either of them.
When he heard that Lai Junchen was coming to the Dragon Gate, he was more nervous than anyone else. If Yang Fan insisted on opposing Lai Junchen, it would be very difficult for him to be caught in the middle. Hearing that Yang Fan was being so reasonable, Tang Cheng Xue secretly sighed in relief. He hurriedly asked, "In that case, how should we arrange for Lai Junchen?"
Yang Fan glanced at him and said, "How should we arrange it? What do you mean, Tang Cheng Xue? "
Tang Cheng Xue said embarrassedly, "Soup supervisor, look, Lai Junchen and his friends are here. As for their accommodations … which prince's palace should we arrange for them to stay in? As for the food, there are very few fruits and vegetables. At most, we can give them some to try. As for the green grass … we should prepare at least two. And … "
Yang Fan interrupted, "Do we also need to prepare these for the people from the temple?"
Tang Cheng Xue hurriedly said, "No, no, no. Usually, no one from the temple dares to stay in the side halls of the nobles. They all stay in the temple at the front of the mountain. As for the food … no one dares to touch the dishes specially offered to the Emperor. However, Lai Junchen … he … he is not like others. "
Yang Fan sneered and said, "Why is Lai Junchen not like others? Everything would be done according to the usual rules! Let them stay in the temple at the front of the mountain and take care of their own food. At most, we will take care of them and open a few palace rooms for them to bathe in. "
Tang Cheng Xue's face paled when he heard this. Yang Fan said seriously, "Fruits and vegetables are for the exclusive use of the royal family! Although it is said to be for the royal family, because the production is limited, it is actually only for the palace and only the Emperor can enjoy it. Does Lai Junchen have the right to eat it? Since we are serving in the Dragon's Gate, we should be loyal to our duty. How can we flatter Lai Junchen with public goods? "
Tang Cheng Xue looked like he had swallowed a mouthful of yellow lotus. He said with a bitter face, "This … this … Tang Cheng Yang, you are right, but Lai Junchen …"
Yang Fan suddenly smiled and said, "I think … Tang Cheng Xue knows about the feud between me and Lai Junchen?"
Tang Cheng Xue nodded and said, "Yes, I know a little … No, no, I don't know."
Yang Fan smiled and said, "Lai Junchen wants to come to the Dragon's Gate. Tang Cheng Xue, in fact, he is here for me. Besides showing off his power, if he can catch me in the wrong, do you think he won't take the opportunity to show off? So, it is also wrong for you to curry favor with him. If you don't, he will find fault with you. No matter what, don't think about getting through this peacefully. "
Tang Cheng Xue said in a daze, "Then … then what should we do?"
Yang Fan said, "He is not qualified to enjoy the Dragon's Gate hot spring. But since this has always been the rule of the Sinong Temple, and he himself proposed it, we should agree to it. I don't think he will dare to use this rule to find fault with us. But if we use the things that should be offered to the Emperor to entertain him, and he makes a fuss about it, won't we be asking for trouble? "
Tang Cheng Xue was still very uneasy. He rubbed his hands and said, "But … this seems too unreasonable …"
Yang Fan said in a carefree manner, "Talking about feelings with Lai Junchen? Tang Cheng Xue, do people like Lai Junchen care about feelings? You just do as I say. He is here for me. If something really happens, he won't vent his anger on you. Lai Junchen is arrogant now, he won't put you in his eyes. "
Yang Fan comforted him and sent Tang Cheng Xue away. Tang Cheng went back with a heavy heart. Tang Cheng had been waiting there for a long time. As soon as he saw him, he quickly went forward and said, "Tang Cheng Xue, what did Tang Cheng Yang say?"
Tang Cheng Xue smiled bitterly and said, "Say? Say what say? Now that the gods are fighting, I hope we little devils don't get involved … "
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Tang Xiaoxiao, the Secretary of the Sinong Temple, angrily walked into Tang Xiaoxiao's room and said, "Minister of Finance, the hot spring soup supervisor is too outrageous. I think they don't want to continue working as the hot spring soup supervisor!"
Minister of Finance Tang Xiaoxiao was over fifty years old. He had a long beard that reached his chest, his face was thin, his eyes bright, and he looked quite elegant. He was writing something when he suddenly heard Secretary Hu's complaint. He looked up and said with a smile, "Haha, what happened? How did the hot spring soup supervisor offend you that you have to be like this …"
At this point, Tang Xiaoxiao seemed to suddenly think of something. His expression became serious and he hurriedly asked, "Which hot spring soup supervisor are you talking about? Dragon's Gate?"
Secretary Hu angrily said, "That's right! The soup supervisor there is too stiff. Lai Shaoqing just took office and wanted to celebrate with his colleagues at the Dragon's Gate, but the hot spring soup supervisor did not give him any face. He put on a business-like face and replied … Oh, it was not him who replied, but Secretary Xu who secretly sent a message back … "
Dianshi Hu repeated the message sent by Xu Lu's messenger to Tang Xiaoxiao. Stroking his beard, Tang Xiaoxiao pondered for a while, and then he smiled.
Secretary Hu angrily said, "Minister of Finance, do you think we should find a reason to punish him? If my subordinates all have no respect for their elders, what will happen to me? "
Tang Xiaoxiao glanced at him strangely and asked, "You don't know who the Dragon's Gate soup supervisor is?"
Secretary Hu was startled and said blankly, "I don't know. From what Minister of Finance said, this person … Is he someone important?"
Tang Xiaoxiao shook her head and said lightly, "It's fine if you don't know. Hu Chen, if you want to be an official and do a good job, you have to keep your ears open. You can't just stare at your own little territory."
Secretary Hu quickly accepted the advice and humbly asked, "A small soup supervisor … Who is this person? Even you have to give him some face?"
Tang Xiaoxiao sighed and said, "You can go back and check the history of the Dragon's Gate soup supervisor, then you will know. Remember, whatever you find, keep it to yourself. Don't speak carelessly. Keeping your mouth shut … is also a principle of being an official. "
Secretary Hu was even more curious and could only nod.
Tang Xiaoxiao thought for a while and said to him, "When did this news come?"
Secretary Hu said, "The Dragon's Gate soup supervisor came to the palace to deliver food. He came to tell me along the way and I immediately came to report to Minister of Finance. The hot spring soup supervisor has just left. Do you need to call him back? "
Tang Xiaoxiao shook her head and said word by word, "You only heard the news two hours later. After hearing the news, immediately report to Lai Shaoqing because … I am not in the yamen. Do you understand?"
Secretary Hu was startled again. Seeing the Minister of Finance's sharp eyes staring at him, he quickly nodded and said, "Yes! I understand! "
Tang Xiaoxiao waved her hand and said, "Go!"
Tang Xiaoxiao sent Dianshi Hu away and casually flipped through the desk. She pulled out an official letter and put it in her sleeve. With a sly smile, she got up and left her office, hurrying towards the office of the Junior Minister of Agriculture, Lai Junchen.
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