Chapter 135: The Old Man in Chen Manor in Capital City (1/2)

Chapter 135: The Old Man in Chen Manor in Capital City

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The sky in the capital city was full of coolness, and the cool autumn was in a steady state. The streets were covered with yellow leaves and there came a rustling as soon as you stepped on it. Hearing the sound, it felt even bleaker.

There were not many people on the road. The sky was not overcast, but gloomy. Cold winds blowing from time to time made people feel a sense of coolness.

There was a street within the capital city called Longhu Street. The biggest difference between it and other streets in the capital city was that it was curved like a snake, winding its way from the side of the straight avenue of Qingyang Gate to Gelao Alley.

Gelao Alley's original name was Zhongting Lane. The people who lived in this alley were all important officials of Jin. There were three Gelao from the Cabinet, so it was called Gelao Alley. Because of this, the high security of Gelao Alley in the capital city was second only to the Royal Capital. The people who came and went were high officials and noble lords. Officials under fifth grade were rarely qualified to come here.

There were lots of Grand Mansion Gates in Gelao Alley. One of them was in the first right corner of the alley and its doorhead was not prominent, but the heavy red door's plaque said ”Chen Manor” on the doorhead, showing the extraordinariness of the owner of this manor.

Of course, the two words had no demonic power, but the words ”Gu Yue Immortal” in the small print beside the two big words were really deterrent.

”Gu Yue Immortal” was the alias of Jin's former Emperor. In other words, the plaque was written by the current Emperor's father. Hence this plaque had such a heavy importance.

Because of this unusual weight, the owner of this house was entitled to order in the Cabinet, and subsequently was emboldened to denounce national politics. He was the Prime Minister, Chen Yihua, an old minister of three dynasties, known as ”the Literary Master of the World”, his literary name was Chen Zhulao.

Chen Yihua had been a Cabinet Minister for 20 years and a Prime Minister for 10 years. No one in the imperial court had ever been able to shake his position or even had this idea. Four of the current five Cabinet Ministers were his students, the last one also regarded him as a teacher.

In fact, Chen Manor was not big and was only a medium-sized house among a dozen Grand Mansion Gates in Gelao Alley. But the authority it represented was more than the rest of the Grand Mansion Gates combined.

Because of this, the entrance guard of Chen Manor was very strict. The door of the house looked old and dappled, and there was only an old and frail gatekeeper. However, if you want to pass through this door, hmph!

It was hard!

If you were an official under fourth grade, the old gatekeeper was not willing to care for you, nor would he let you in. He would only be willing to greet ministers of third grade or above.

But today was different. Though the old gatekeeper was slouching as usual, he looked out of the alley with the pale eyes every now and then. Especially when he heard footsteps and hooves, he would look up and from time to time show disdain upon his face.

It was not until noon when there was a sound of footsteps in the entrance to the alley, that once again the old gatekeeper looked up with hope and finally saw the man he had been waiting for.

”Oh, my little ancestor, you're back at last. Come on, go in. The Prime Minister has been waiting for you in the study room!”

”He is so busy every day. Why would he wait for me!” The man didn't care about it at all. He looked at the old gatekeeper, ”You old man, you can also bluff!”

”Oh, my Lord, how dare I bluff you! The Prime Minister seemed to have something important for you to do, he knew you would be back today and told me to wait for you at the gate from early in the morning. He said that as soon as you get back, I should send you straight to the study room!”

”Oh, well!” The man looked a little surprised, but the old gatekeeper didn't seem to be lying, ”See me in such a hurry? That's interesting. Then I must check it out!” Then he went into Chen Manor, shaking his head behind the old gatekeeper.

Chen Manor covered an enormous area. They entered the manor and walked a long way before reaching the destination. It was a quiet study room.

”The Prime Minister is inside!” The old gatekeeper stopped at the door of the study room and said to the man, ”please!”

The man smiled and walked straight into the study room without knocking at the door.

In the study room, he saw an old man in a green robe, half-white hair casually in a bun, with his back facing towards him.

The old man was the Prime Minister, Chen Yifu.

”Second Uncle, I'm back!” He said gently. Though from the outside of the manor he looked unconcerned, as soon as he entered the room, facing the owner of the room, his momentum was lost.

”Good. I thought you should be back in a few days!”