I, Jiajing, successfully cultivated immortality

Chapter 429 Yan Song: So we are all under His Majesty's control!

That day, after being on duty, Yan Song did not leave in a hurry, but asked the bearer in charge of carrying the sedan chair to carry the sedan chair back to Yan's mansion according to the previous route.

After the bearer left with the empty sedan chair, Yan Song, led by an eunuch, marched towards the Qianqing Palace.

Yan Song followed in the footsteps of the eunuch, turned around in the Forbidden City, and arrived at Qianqing Palace without attracting anyone's attention.

Looking at the Qianqing Palace in front of him, Yan Song couldn't help but take a deep breath, and immediately stepped up the steps in front of him with the support of an eunuch.

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In the Qianqing Palace, at this moment, Jiajing is in a state of cultivation, and a little spiritual energy is scattered throughout the Qianqing Palace.

Lu Fang, on the other hand, waited outside Qianqing Palace as usual.

After noticing Yan Song's arrival, Jiajing withdrew from the cultivation state, then slowly got up from the futon, and sat back to his own seat.

After that, I saw Lu Fang stepping into the Qianqing Palace to report to Jiajing.

"Your Majesty, Yan Ge is old!"

When Jiajing heard this, he nodded slightly, and immediately asked Lu Fang.

"Lu Fang, tell me, what exactly is Yan Song going to report to me, making it so mysterious, and asking you to send me a message?"

After hearing this, Lu Fang replied with a look of confusion on his face after thinking for a long time.

"Report to Your Majesty, this servant is not very clear about this, Mr. Yan Ge only said that this matter is very important, and he cannot let other people know that he came to see you!"

After listening to Lu Fang's answer, Jiajing also lost interest immediately, and immediately ordered.

"Okay, let him in!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Not long after, I saw Yan Song stepping into the Qianqing Palace. After entering the Qianqing Palace, he knelt down on the ground respectfully and said in a deep voice.

"My minister bows to His Majesty, long live my emperor, long live long live!"

Jiajing glanced over Yan Song's body, waved his hands quite casually, and ordered.

"Get up!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

After getting Jiajing's consent, Yan Song just slowly got up from the ground.

From the moment he entered the Qianqing Palace, Yan Song only felt that his whole body was much more relaxed. In recent days, the pain that had been tormenting him has been relieved by half, and his whole body has an unprecedented sense of relaxation.

Just when Yan Song was still intoxicated by this feeling and couldn't extricate himself, Jiajing's voice brought him back to reality.

"Yan Song, what do you have to report to me, and you are so sneaky?"

Hearing Jiajing's words, Yan Songxuan suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart, and responded tremblingly.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, I would like to ask you to adjust the food in another place!"

Jiajing couldn't help being a little surprised by Yan Song's request, raised his eyebrows, and said.

"Oh, didn't you say last time that you want to adjust the grain from Jiangxi? Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

As soon as Jiajing's words fell, Yan Song responded without thinking: "Your Majesty, last time it was the minister who didn't think carefully, please forgive me!"

When Yan Song said this, he paused for a moment, and continued to add: "Your Majesty, do you know what kind of life Sang Nong in Zhejiang is currently living?"

"At present, they can only rely on the poor relief food distributed by the local government to live!"

"But right now, the relief food stored by the Zhejiang government can't support the consumption of these mulberry farmers, and the food from Jiangxi will not be able to reach Zhejiang in a while!"

After listening to Yan Song's words, Jiajing also reacted, and immediately asked.

"Yan Song, do you mean that someone will tamper with Jiangxi, so that the food cannot be transported to Zhejiang smoothly?"

Seeing that the emperor realized what he meant, Yan Song immediately nodded in agreement, and continued immediately.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I believe that the purpose of those who bought grain from those mulberry farmers at a high price was to make the conversion of rice into mulberry fall short!"

"Furthermore, he must have anticipated the current situation and made complete preparations. Because of this, it will not work at all to transfer grain from Jiangxi!"

"Therefore, we can only try our luck from Fujian."

When Yan Song said this, his face was full of frustration.

Although Yan Song didn't say it clearly, everyone present knew who Yan Song was referring to.

After listening to Yan Song's narration, Jiajing's face revealed a little blame, and he withdrew his gaze from Yan Song's body, and immediately said: "Yan Song, you have been doing this for a long time, and you came here for this matter!"

Yan Song was confused by Jiajing's understatement, and said to himself: "What does His Majesty's words mean? Did you prepare for it, or did you not take this matter to heart at all?"

Just when Yan Song was about to speak out, Jiajing's understated voice sounded again: "After a while, I will personally write a letter to Tan Lun and ask him to transfer food from Fujian!"

When Yan Song heard Jiajing's words, he subconsciously wanted to remind him: "Your Majesty, Tan Lun is a clean stream..."

Immediately afterwards, Yan Song seemed to realize something, a look of horror appeared on his face, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he swallowed the words he hadn't finished speaking abruptly back into his stomach.

"No, no, from the tone and demeanor of His Majesty's words just now, it can be seen that His Majesty has long been accustomed to this matter."

"In other words, this is not the first time Your Majesty has written to Tan Lun!"

"Isn't this Tan Lun from Xu Jie's side? Why does Your Majesty write to him so often?"

"That is to say, because of a certain incident, or a certain opportunity, His Majesty often wrote to Tan Lun!"

Yan Song continued to think along this line of thought, and then, an extremely absurd idea suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Could it be possible that this Tan Lun is from His Majesty's side, responsible for monitoring Xu Jie's movements!"

Thinking of this, there was a sudden 'boom' in Yan Song's mind, all the lingering doubts that had been lingering in Yun's mind all this time disappeared.

"That's how it is. In this way, everything makes sense."

"Besides Hu Zongxian, there is also Tan Lun who can directly submit the memorial to the emperor!"

"Tan Lun is in charge of Qingliu's side, and Hu Zongxian is on my side!"

"This also explains why His Majesty is able to know the movements of me and Xu Jie like the palm of his hand."

"It turns out that we have always been under His Majesty's control!"

After thinking about all this, Yan Song smiled, and he didn't know whether he was laughing at himself or Xu Jie's overreaching.

Seeing this situation, Jiajing turned his eyes to Yan Song, and said with a half-smile: "Yan Song, you have been standing there in a daze since just now, without saying a word, do you have anything to say to me?"

Hearing this, Yan Song immediately came back to his senses, looked directly at the stalwart figure, knelt down on the ground respectfully, bowed three times solemnly, and then said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty is holy, my minister bows to His Majesty, my emperor Long live Long live Long live!"

Hearing this, Jiajing withdrew his gaze from Yan Song, and immediately ordered.

"Now that this matter has come to an end, you can leave!"

Seeing that Jiajing ordered him to chase away guests, Yan Song slowly got up from the ground and responded respectfully.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

After Yan Song left the Qianqing Palace, Jiajing turned around, looked at Lu Fang who was beside him and called softly.

"Lu Fang, study ink for me. I want to write a letter to Tan Lun, asking him to transfer grain to Zhejiang as soon as possible."

Lu Fang on the side heard the words and immediately said respectfully.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Not long after, Lu Fang grinded the ink well, and immediately stepped aside respectfully.

Seeing this situation, Jiajing immediately stepped forward and spread out the pen and paper, and began to write the letter.

The content of the letter is very simple, only a short sentence: "immediately transfer grain from Fujian to Zhejiang without delay!"

After Jiajing finished writing the letter, he waited for the ink on the paper to dry before putting it in an envelope and handing it to Lu Fang who was beside him.

"Send this letter to Tan Lun as soon as possible, or take the route of Jin Yiwei!"

Seeing this situation, Lu Fang respectfully took the envelope from Jiajing's hand, and said in response.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Seeing that Lu Fang took the envelope, Jiajing didn't move for a long time, so he asked instead.

"Lu Fang, what's wrong?"

Hearing this, Lu Fang's face was full of hesitation, and immediately boldly asked Jiajing.

"Your Majesty, this servant is very curious, what do you plan to do with Xu Jie after this matter is over?"

After listening to Lu Fang's words, Jiajing responded unhurriedly: "Lu Fang, do you still remember the things that Zhao Zhenji found earlier?"

After hearing the words, Lu Fang thought about it for a long time, and immediately asked Jiajing tentatively: "Your Majesty, you mean, the Xu family in Songjiang, where Xu Jie lives, merged a total of 28 mu of land?"

When Jiajing heard this, he nodded slightly, and immediately continued to add: "Yes, this is what I was referring to. Xu Jie not only annexed the land wantonly, but also had thousands of looms at home, and hired a large number of looms. The weavers produce silk for them, and they make a lot of money!"

When Jiajing talked about this, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "You know, last year my tax for a year in Ming Dynasty was only 3000 million taels, and the wealth accumulated by his Xu family over the years is more than ten million?"

After listening to Jiajing's emotion, Lu Fang seemed to have thought of something, immediately lowered her voice, and asked Jiajing tentatively: "Your Majesty, what do you mean, when the time comes..."

Lu Fang didn't finish the rest of the sentence, he knew that Jiajing understood what he meant.

Hearing this, Jiajing waved his hands, his face revealed a little unswerving expression, and immediately withdrew his gaze from Lu Fang, and said, "Why are you so anxious, Yinzi won't run away there?"

"I just let them take care of it for me temporarily. Before that, I still have a few things that Yan Song and Xu Jie need to take the lead in handling!"

Hearing this, Lu Fang's expression turned serious, and he said respectfully.

"Your Majesty Shengming!"

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Capital, Yan Mansion.

"Why hasn't father come back yet? Could it be that something happened?"

The more Yan Shifan thought about it, the more flustered he became, he immediately called the butler and gave instructions in a deep voice.

"Send someone there right away, from here to the Forbidden City, search carefully for me along the way!"

After listening to Yan Shifan's order, the butler immediately said respectfully.

"Yes, Mr. Xiaoge!"

After that, the housekeeper assembled all the servants who were in charge of guarding the house.

At this moment, the side door of Yan's mansion was pushed open, and a very ordinary sedan chair stopped. Today's Yan Song did not ask Yan Shifan to help him, but chose to get out of the sedan chair by himself.

Yan Shifan saw that Yan Song's spirit had improved a lot, his complexion became rosy, and his footsteps became steady and powerful, so he was pleasantly surprised: "Father, have you recovered from your illness?"

Hearing this, Yan Song was stunned for a moment, then responded with a smile: "Yes, it's much better."

Afterwards, Yan Song turned his gaze to the steward at the side, and the servants following behind the steward, and asked, "What's going on, such a big battle?"

When Yan Shifan heard the words, his face showed embarrassment, and he said immediately: "Father, my son is a little worried because you have not returned for a long time, so..."

Before Yan Shifan could finish his sentence, Yan Song interrupted: "Idiot, you are looking for it with such a great fanfare, didn't you tell Xu Jie clearly that I am not in the mansion?"

"Have you forgotten how I told you before?"

As Yan Song said so, he looked at Yan Shifan with a look of hatred that iron could not be made into steel.

Seeing this situation, Yan Shifan lowered his head, looked at the ground, and explained timidly: "Father, the child was too worried, and I was in a hurry, so I forgot your instructions."

When Yan Song heard this, most of the anger in his heart disappeared, and he said immediately: "Okay, let's forget about this matter, use your brain more next time!"

Seeing that Yan Song had lost his breath, Yan Shifan immediately came up to him, helped Yan Song up the steps of the study, and immediately asked, "Father, what's the matter?"

Yan Song glanced at Yan Shifan, and then said: "Don't worry, the matter has been resolved, and the food in Zhejiang has also been settled!"

After Yan Shifan got this answer from Yan Song, his face was full of doubts, and he continued to ask.

"But, father, where do you get the food?"

"It's too late to transfer grain from the imperial court to Zhejiang right now!"

"As for the Jiangxi side, Xu Jie had already made preparations. My son wanted to ask his father where the food transferred to Zhejiang came from. It couldn't have been transferred from Fujian. He Tan Lun was from Qingliu. people!"

Yan Song got a little impatient with Yan Shifan's successive questions, and immediately spoke.

"Where are there so many questions, go and ask the kitchen to prepare something for me!"

When Yan Shifan heard this, his face was full of joy, and he didn't bother to ask Yan Song about the details, and immediately responded: "Yes, father, my son, go to the kitchen and let them make up for you. body!"

After Yan Shifan finished speaking, without waiting for Yan Song to respond, he walked away at a very fast pace.

Recently, Yan Song ate very little, Yan Shifan saw it and was anxious.

Although Yan Shifan asked the kitchen to cook different dishes, Yan Song's appetite was still not high, but now, Yan Song said that he was hungry. From Yan Shifan's point of view, this was clearly a sign that his physical condition had improved!
It was precisely because of this that Yan Shifan was so excited.

(End of this chapter)