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The first day of the ninth lunar month is the day of rest and Li Mo's 60th birthday.

For ordinary people, sixty years old, it is already the age to enjoy the grandchildren and enjoy the blessing of the people, but for the officials of the court, it is the most brilliant part of the long career. This is especially true for Li Dazai, who is currently in a strong sense of holy family.

The officials in Beijing had the most eyelids. Who could not tell that Li Taizai was very stunning to Ge Lao Yan, "The Yangtze River pushes the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach." Then there were too many trends of temptation, and they all surrounded him, clamoring to have a big show of his excitement.

Originally, Li Mo didn't plan to celebrate, so he wanted to invite a few friends to gather together, but a big happy event happened. Emperor Jiajing wrote a pen and wrote an imperial pen plaque to celebrate. Now he couldn't do it.

What's more, after more than half a year of hard work, Li Mo felt that he was sure to win and should reward himself well and let his subordinates follow him, so he nodded and agreed to the person below to handle it.

The news that Li Dazai was about to celebrate his birthday spread like wildfire, like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and soon spread throughout Beijing. Everyone, regardless of their official position, was thinking about preparing a generous gift and giving it to Lord Li at that time.

It’s not that Li Mo is so respectful, but as the saying goes, ‘It’s better to be in charge of county officials nowadays’ - although the storm of foreign inspection this year has not affected the adults in Beijing, no one dares to take it lightly, because next year is the year of Dingsi Jingzhou. Judging from this situation, it is still under the leadership of Li Taizai. If you want to cram the Buddha at that time, it will be too late!

Moreover, Lord Li is honest and never asks for anything. If he doesn't take this opportunity to give a birthday gift that he can't refuse, he will have no way to give it to him in the future. So no matter who he wants to be an official safely, he will prepare gifts in advance. On the eighth day of the lunar month, he will drive from east, west, south, north, and west to Minxiang, the big alley that is only a little shorter than West Chang'an Street.

What a guy, all officials in Beijing, regardless of their position, have arrived for more than a thousand numbers! Who dares to eat birthday noodles for free? Be good, you have to queue up for gifts! The gifts are placed in the hall and the saying "stork like mountains" is not an exaggeration.

The mansion is small, and it is difficult to cut off more than 30 tables. What should I do if the remaining two-thirds of the guests are left? I had to seal off the Minxiang Lane in the West and set up seventy tables of banquets on the street. Such a large scale is not something that the Li family can do, but is organized by the Ministry of Personnel and officials from the Hanlin Academy. In this way, the officials who were busy helping beat the back of their heads and didn't even have the time to drink water.

The guests who came had to go to the house and salute to the words given to Lord Li by the emperor. They saw four vigorous, thin gold-shaped characters "后后后后后后" hanging high in the middle of the hall, and there was also an imperial seal underneath. The large characters were shining ink, and the seal was shiny red, which was enviable.

Shen Mo, Xu Wei and the seven big waves also came. After saluting the banner, they saluted to Mr. Li. When they saw that it was Shen Mo and the others, Li Mo's originally smiling face suddenly became longer than a donkey's face. He snorted from his nostrils and returned the gift.

This was a humiliation in public. Xu Wei was angry at that time. If Shen Mo hadn't pulled him, he would have to give Li Mo a discomfort.

After finally pulling him out, Sun Ying and Tao Dalin said, "Why don't we eat his broken meal?"

Xu Wei raised his eyebrows and said, "Eat, why not? I gave me a gift, would I just eat a lot?"

Silent smiled and patted his back, and sat down with the six people in the corner of the alley, watching the scene of being inclined to the point of being in a cold manner.

Xu Wei was angry at first, but after a while he suddenly became happy. He pointed to the door of the mansion and laughed, "The more unpopular ones are here."

Following his point, he saw in silence that it was Yan Shifan, Zhao Wenhua and his members of the Yan Party entered the mansion in a mighty manner.

Many officials of good deeds followed in immediately, wanting to see what the situation was like for Li Taizai to do for free. Yan Shifan did not disappoint them. He bowed carelessly. After handing over the gift box, he bowed to Li Mo and said, "Congratulations, Lord Li."

Li Mo said with a cold face: "Who is there?"

"Birthday is a great joy." Yan Shifan said seriously: "This means you have been spending another year of peace. Isn't it a pleasure to congratulate?"

"What do you mean?" Li Mo's face became even colder, and he naturally heard the provocation in this sentence.

"I mean." Yan Shifan smiled sinisterly, squeezed out a few words from his teeth and said: "I don't know if you have a chance to celebrate next year's birthday!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was in an uproar. Only Yan Party and others walked out of the yard as if nothing had happened.

"Yan Shifan, you dare to speak wildly and curse the imperial officials!" Before Li Mo got angry, Li's disciples jumped out and shouted: "Wait, I will join you tomorrow morning!"

"Yes, join him! Join him!" It immediately caused a lot of echoes.

Yan Shifan suddenly turned around, glanced at everyone fiercely, and sneered: "This is what you said. If anyone doesn't make a book tomorrow morning, I will run around Beijing three times with my bare feet!!"

There is a saying that "a lean camel is bigger than a horse." Facing Yan Shifan, who is doing everything evil, there are very few people who dare to be tough. As his eyes swept over, they all shrank their necks.

"A bunch of cowards!" Yan Shifan cursed, and turned around and came in with everyone, drove some of the guests who had already sat down, and occupied a table inside.

Li Mo was about to get angry, but then he thought, and said to himself: 'This guy just wants to mess up my banquet. If I have an attack, wouldn't it hit his mind?" Tolerance has always been the winner, so he swallowed his breath and said to his left and right: "The grasshoppers in autumn will not be able to jump around for a few days. Let's enjoy the performances of these jumping clowns."

When the guests arrived at noon, Li Mo squeezed out his face and toasted to the table. He also listened to the flattery of the officials, and looked very unsatisfied.

There was a banquet in this room, and all officials were invited; there was another scene of murder in the Shengshou Palace in Xiyuan.

Emperor Jiajing loved chrysanthemums, especially yellow chrysanthemums. Whenever this season, he ordered people to put a golden piece in his bedroom, and this year was no exception.

But at this moment, there was no appreciation on the emperor's face, but staring at the frost on his face. Several memorials in front of him.

"What did you say in silence?" After a long time of fighting in the hall, the emperor finally asked a question that Chen Hong, who was serving the side, didn't know how to answer.

Fortunately, Emperor Jiajing did not intend to give someone an answer, so he only heard him say to himself: "The clearer water of the Yangtze River will also cause disasters; the more turbid water of the Yellow River will also be able to irrigate several wastes, one turbid and one clear, it looks very different, but in fact it is the same."

Chen Hong understood now. It turned out that the emperor was talking about Yan Song and Li Mo... those memorials were sent by him, so he naturally knew what was written on it. He had imagined the emperor's reactions, but unexpectedly, this sentence came out. Eunuch Chen still didn't know how to answer, so he had to continue to remain silent.

"Why didn't you see Xu Wei today?" Facing the stupid Chen Hong, Emperor Jiajing missed the extremely smart Xu Wei even more. That guy must know what he said.

Chen Hong quickly replied: "Today is Li Taizai's 60th birthday, and Xu Shu often goes to congratulate him."

"The Minister of Personnel has a banquet," Jiajing asked casually: "What are he, a small sect, doing?"

The time is now to test your character. If Li Mo is kind to the eunuchs and pay attention to the matter, Chen Hong might say: "Didn't Li Shangshu still have the Hanlin Parliament? How dare Xu Wei, a Shujishi from the Hanlin Academy, not go?" Maybe Li Mo can celebrate this birthday with a glorious glory.

But Li Mo usually looked down on eunuchs very much, and often called "eunuch" behind his back, so it was even more impossible to deal with them. However, Chen Hong was very cautious and sighed and said, "Xu Shuchang was also involuntarily."

"Why can't you help yourself?" Emperor Jiajing asked with a frown.

"I heard that Li Butang celebrated his birthday this time, but the invitation for Guangshoudan was held. More than a thousand invitations were sent out. All officials in Beijing, regardless of their position, were invited! Who dared not come? At least Xu Shuchang didn't dare." Chen Hong said in a slow and silence.

"You can't eat this bowl of birthday noodles from Li Butang for free, right?" Jiajing said with a gloomy face.

"I don't know this," Chen Hong said softly, "But I know that the price of calligraphy and paintings in Liulichang has been rising a few days ago. I don't know if it has anything to do with this matter." This is the art of complaining. If you tell the matter too carefully and too clearly, it will make people feel that it is premeditated, which greatly reduces the effect of complaining. It is not as hazy as this kind of vagueness, leaving room for imagination even more deadly!

Because humans have never lacked imagination, especially Emperor Jiajing, who has always been unafraid of speculating on his ministers with the greatest malice, immediately saw the scene of Li Mo having collected mountains of gold and silver and laughing wildly in the flash of golden light.

The emperor spat heavily and said, "It's true that they are birds of a feather!" He said angrily, "Did everyone flatter him?"

"Not all, right?" Chen Hong said carefully: "I at least know that Ge Lao Yan is still in the room." Yan Song has been put down for decades, and has called his brothers to the eunuchs. He paid mercy regardless of the cost, and finally produced fruits at this moment.

"Oh, the warmth and coldness of human relationships are so cold." Emperor Jiajing had another association. He felt that the officials had all curled up with the new powerful and completely isolated his old chief assistant.

Yan Song has been with the emperor for so many years, working diligently and working hard, and it also makes the emperor happiest. The relationship between the two has long surpassed the monarch and ministers, and even more like friends. Therefore, Jiajing felt very uncomfortable when he made this imagination and told Chen Hong: "Come to the old chief assistant, Li Mo treats him, I will also invite him!"

After a while, Chen Hong helped the trembling old man Yan enter the hall gate and was led to the side hall again. He saw the dining table full of imperial meals. The emperor sat upright on his head and was smiling at him.

Yan Song greeted the emperor humbly and respectfully, while secretly observing his face. Seeing that although the emperor had a smile on his face, his thick eyebrows were beating slightly, indicating that he had dissatisfaction with some people.

Of course it wasn't me, otherwise Yan Song wouldn't have seen him in the dining room. He felt secretly happy. It seemed that the memorials intended for Pei Gong and Chen Hong's instigation were effective.

Jiajing asked Yan Song to sit down next to him and asked gently: "Weizhong, I haven't talked to you for many days. How good is your health recently? Can you eat fragrantly and dream sweetly?"

Hearing that the emperor was caring about his body and asking about his well-being, Yan Song was moved, and his eyes turned red and said, "Old minister... I am not good." This is not just acting, just as Jiajing's feelings for Yan Song are very complicated, and Yan Song is also the same with Jiajing.

"Just think of the unsatisfactory governance of Your Majesty's great country, the old minister, is unwilling to accept the taste of food and can't sleep at night..." Yan Song squeezed out two tears, this time he was just pretending.

Jiajing smiled and comforted him, "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious. Now is the most difficult period of the country since I ascended the throne. It's difficult for me, and it's also difficult for you as the chief minister. Let's just let it go."

"The old minister is full of courage..." Yan Song quickly expressed his determination.

"Haha..." Jiajing smiled and said, "I won't say it anymore, the food will be cold, so I can use it with me."

"Old minister thanked me..." Yan Song said with gratitude.

The king and his ministers didn't eat much, so they were full after using a little bit of food, so they returned to the main hall to eat tea and enjoy chrysanthemums.

As the saying goes, the upper and lower ones like what they like, Jiajing likes chrysanthemums, so Yan Ge Lao naturally had to study this method carefully. Every pot of rare and strange seeds can be said in a very good way, which made the emperor very happy. When he was excited, Jiajing suddenly smiled and said, "Yuan Zhen has a poem about chrysanthemums. Do you know which one it is?"

"But that song "Chrysanthemums" is like the Tao family in autumn, and the sun is gradually slanting around the fence. It is not that the flowers prefer chrysanthemums, and the flowers bloom even more without flowers." Yan Song was knowledgeable and could be called a great man, so he could not defeat him.

"No," Jiajing stared at his old assistant with a smile and said, "This poem is for you."

When Yan Song heard this, he knelt down on his knees and hugged on the ground and cried, "What kind of virtue is the old minister? Can you afford to be so arrogant in Your Majesty? I am ashamed, ashamed..."

"It's not that the flowers prefer chrysanthemums, and there are no flowers when they bloom." This is actually a true portrayal of Emperor Jiajing's helpless mood, but Yan Song insisted on understanding his shamelessness as "the chief minister is his," and Jiajing could only laugh it off.

After the king and his ministers sat for a while, Jiajing finally got to the point: "Zhang Zhi has been on leave for half a year, and you three have always been in the cabinet. Can you hold on?"

Yan Song took a twelve-point attention. He knew that Jiajing was confused, but every sentence had a different meaning, so how could he dare to take it lightly? So Xiaoyi replied: "Thank you for your concern, you are indeed a little busy than before, but the three of us can handle it even more hard."

"You are all the prime ministers of the country. It's not good to be exhausted." Emperor Jiajing smiled faintly and said, "What do you think about adding another cabinet member?"

"I dare to ask Your Majesty who is it?" Yan Song said without hesitation.

"Li Mo." After saying this name, Jiajing stared at Yan Song, trying to see his true thoughts from his expression.

Unexpectedly, after a brief shock, Yan Song praised Li Mo repeatedly and said, "Li Shiyan is only 60 years old, much younger than the old minister, and much more mature than Xu Jie. This person is decisive, courageous, capable, and dares to think and do. He is indeed a rare talent."

Jiajing looked at the sun outside and didn't come out from the west? Why did this old guy change his temper and start to learn how to take a boat in the prime minister's stomach? He simply stopped muttering and asked, "Then do you agree to him enter the cabinet?"

"If you want to talk about qualifications... He is a Hanlin editor and has already been ranked first in the first rank, so it is naturally enough." Yan Song sighed and said the most critical sentence: "If you want to join the cabinet to assist in the government, you cannot just look at the qualifications. More importantly, virtues are good, and it doesn't matter if you have a good moral character. If you have a loss of virtue, no matter how high qualifications are, it is not appropriate." Everything is done in praise, which is exactly the highest level of belittlement of people.

Jiajing frowned and said, "What do you mean... is his virtue deficiencies?"

"Please forgive me for your crime." The old man knelt down again.

"What crime is there?" Jiajing asked.

"There is something that the old minister has concealed for the sake of Shangshu Li for the time being." Yan Song kowtowed.

"Do you dare to deceive the king?" Jiajing said coldly.

"I never dare to deceive the king. Chen has always carried the memorial with memorials," Yan Song said with a fearful look: "Li Shangshu presided over the foreign investigation a while ago. This is the imperial court's plan. The old minister must let him finish it and report it to His Majesty again, so as not to delay the main business."

"The matter is over, report it." Jiajing said coldly.

"Please calm down your anger first." Yan Song said stubbornly.

"I'm not angry." Jiajing smiled, but there was no joy in this smile, but it was as cold as the autumn wind swept the fallen leaves.

"Your Majesty, please see, this is the document that impeaches Li Mo from the Hanlin Academy." He said that, with both hands.

Jiajing took it, opened it, and then looked at another piece of paper attached to it. His face quickly turned from yellow to white, from white to green, from green to black, and said angrily: "Chen Hong, take your people and arrest Li Mo for me!! Arrest!"
Chapter completed!