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In the evening, Yu Xuezhong came to visit again, carrying the soup made by Madam Yu himself. Since Yin Xu and Teng Yu expressed high praise for Madam's craftsmanship, he would bring some food every time he came to the house, not much, but Enough for the two of them to fight their teeth.

Yin Xu took the food box and drove the two of them into the study. He asked someone to bring a bowl and drank the hot soup first.

"Huh?" Swallowing the soup, Yin Xu paused, with a surprised expression on his face. He stirred the soup pot with a spoon, and picked up the contents one by one to check.

Today, Mrs. Yu cooked pigeon soup, which was tender and fragrant, but Yin Xu was not surprised by this, but that he smelled a familiar smell in the soup.

In the study, Yu Xuezhong placed a memorial in front of Teng Yu, "His Royal Highness has been here for more than half a month, and the disaster relief work can be completely concluded, and the next thing will be strictly checked to ensure nothing goes wrong. The copy is the memorial prepared by the lower officials, please look over it, Your Highness."

Teng Yu sat on the chair, holding the armrests with both hands, staring at the thick booklet on the desk with deep and focused eyes.

There was a trace of tension and anticipation on Yu Xuezhong's face, "I have been an official for more than ten years. I dare not say how much I have achieved, but I think it is not a big mistake. I have no great ambitions in this life, but I want to help the people. Well-being, it is enough to leave a mark in the history books after death."

Teng Yu would be too stupid if he didn't understand what he meant by now, Yu Xuezhong was showing his allegiance to him.

Although he has shown obedience to him in school before, this is the first time he has shown his loyalty.

He shifted his gaze from the memorial to Yu Xuezhong's face, stared into his eyes and said: "Master Yu is too modest. It is the greatest achievement for a person to have no faults in his life. Master Yu is a good official. This hall is in Huizhou." During this period of time, I have seen clearly that a parental official who can be loved by the people is a good official."

"Your reputation is too high. I have been in Huizhou for seven years. I have been a co-prefect for five years and a magistrate for two years. I just know a lot about the local people. In fact, the people's expectations are not high. They can handle things fairly and handle cases clearly. If you can help them in times of disaster, they will be grateful."

"Many people know the truth, but there are not many people who can really do it." Teng Yu stretched out his hand and took the memorial on the table into his hand. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Yu Xuezhong's relieved expression, and Teng Yu thought in his heart .

An upright official like Yu Xuezhong is actually not the best target to win over. Such a person always follows his own principles and has a strict moral bottom line. Even if he loses his head, he will not do what they think is wrong.

Such a person can indeed be a good official, but not necessarily a good ally.

Teng Yu opened the memorial and read it at a glance. He was not in a hurry to express his opinion, but asked him, "Do you have any children at home?"

Yu Xuezhong froze for a moment, and replied: "Naturally, there are two sons and one daughter, and the eldest son is about the same age as the seventh young master."

"Is there any reading?"

"Naturally, the eldest son has already been selected, and the second son is still young and has just been enlightened not long ago."

Teng Yu nodded, took the memorial in the palm of his hand and patted it lightly, threw out a bait and asked, "I wonder if Mr. Yu wants to become an official in Beijing?"

Yu Xue hesitated, he won the first place in one fell swoop back then, he could have been admitted to the Hanlin Academy, and he would be able to join the cabinet in the future after slowly gaining qualifications, but he didn't want to stay in the Qingshui Yamen. So in these years he never thought of becoming an official in Beijing.

"Your Highness wants to step down to Beijing?" Yu Xuezhong thought that he wanted to go to Beijing to occupy a position in the imperial court so that he could speak for him.

"What do you mean?"

Yu Xuezhong thought about it seriously for a while, "The lower officials are self-aware, too upright and not smooth enough, I'm afraid I can't adapt to the atmosphere of strife and intrigue in the court, and at the feet of the emperor, many things are out of control , it’s better to be outside.”

Hearing this, Teng Yu nodded secretly, knowing his own strengths and weaknesses, and choosing a path that suits him, this shows that Yu Xue is calm enough, and he will use such a person even if he is not on his side.

"Since this is the case, this hall does not force it, and this hall does not want to see you lose your nature, but you have stayed in Huizhou long enough, and it is time to move."

Moving in the learning center, he tentatively asked, "Where does Your Highness want the next official to go?"

"Jiangnan, Yunjincheng, will transfer salt envoys to take charge of the salt affairs, would you like it?" Teng Yu put the memorial on the table, spread it out, drew a few lines with a pen, and revised it below.

When he raised his head, he saw Yu Xuezhong's mouth wide open, his eyes slightly widened, and he asked with a rather surprised expression: "The transfer salt envoy? Isn't this... the current transfer salt envoy is Mr. Tang who is known as honest and clean?"

Teng Yu smiled meaningfully, "It won't be anymore soon... You can submit this memorial according to the changes marked by His Highness, but it will take a few months for this seat to become vacant, so you can wait at ease."

Yu Xue was still a little bit stunned. Although the transfer of salt envoys was only from the third rank, which was only one level higher than his fourth rank magistrate, being in charge of the world's salt affairs was not comparable to being in charge of a state and a prefecture.

The oil and water here alone is enough to make everyone crazy, and every salt transfer envoy seldom dies well. To put it bluntly, it is very difficult to do well in this position. Accident is a situation of undoing.

"Scared?" Teng Yu's voice suddenly reached Xuezhong's ears.

He shook his head: "I'm not afraid, but I'm not afraid. I just don't have the confidence to do a good job. Yunjin City is the most corrupt place in Daliang. It's not impossible for me to become a corrupt person in the future."

"Haha, we'll wait and see for the hall." Teng Yu had long wanted to touch the salt business, and he didn't care about the flood of money, as long as the money didn't fall into the opponent's pocket.

But what really made him decide to get involved in the salt business was because of the Xiao family, the richest man in the south of the Yangtze River. This family, which is inextricably linked to the Tongtian Sect, is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface.

And the black hand behind the Shenlushan incident last time is also likely to be related to the Xiao family. He needs a person to break into the south of the Yangtze River to find out the truth for him.

Holding the memorial in his hand, Yu Xuezhong took a rough look at the content of Teng Yu's annotations, and the surprise flashed in his eyes, "Are you...?" He pointed to the deleted part of the memorial and asked, "Next The official did not exaggerate, these are all things His Highness has really done, and the Emperor should know."

Huo Bu smiled and shook his head, "Father will know if he wants to know, you don't need to use a large paragraph to praise the hall, and you didn't find that you revealed too strong personal feelings in your writing, this is not a good thing. "

If the emperor wants to use it in learning, he must be a neutral person. Whether it is to rely on him or Teng Yi, once the emperor knows, it is not a good thing.

Yu Xuezhong re-read the content he wrote, and he really tasted something different between the lines. He wrote too much in the memorial to praise the third prince. When he wrote it, he only felt that he was telling the truth. I expressed my emotions, but I didn't know that from the perspective of a bystander, these contents were too flattering.

"It's because of the negligence of the lower officials." When this memorial was submitted, the thoughtful people probably thought that they had seized the opportunity and were afraid of the third prince's flattery.

"In the memorial, it is enough to mention what the hall has done. Remember, it is best to be impartial and neutral."

Yu Xuezhong understood what he meant, put the memorial in his arms, and then took out a folded paper from his close pocket, "I think this thing will be helpful to you."

Teng Yu unfolded the paper and saw a series of names written on it. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that they were all officials from Huizhou, from the general judge to the clerk, and more than 20 people were listed.

Teng Yu also discovered that the paper used in the school is just the most common rice paper, which can be sold everywhere on the street, and the government has self-made paper. If this piece of paper falls into the hands of others, people in the government will be suspicious immediately .

Also, the notes on it don't look like Yuxue's. He has seen Yuxue's handwriting, which is more majestic and solemn than this.

After studying these, Teng Yu focused his attention on the list. He couldn't recognize all the characters on the list. Fortunately, he still remembered the officials above the seventh rank, so he had to find some time for someone to look it up.

Yu Xuezhong stood up to say goodbye, Teng Yu put away the paper, and personally sent him to the flower hall, and in the flower hall, Yin Xu was staring at a soup cup in a daze.

Teng Yu walked over and looked over his shoulder, and found that the big pot of stew that he had brought to school earlier had bottomed out, leaving only a few pieces of good-looking meat.

"What are you in a daze for?" Teng Yu suddenly asked.

Yin Xu turned his head subconsciously, facing Teng Yu's handsome face, with a knowing smile on the corner of his mouth, "Satisfied, this young master is thinking about life."

He waved at Yu Xuezhong, "Master Yu, come here and ask for advice."

Yu Xuezhong didn't have much contact with Yin Xu, but considering the face of the third prince, and his impression of him changed, he respected him enough.