I, Jiajing, successfully cultivated immortality

Chapter 436 True Fragrance Warning
Under Yan Shifan's leadership, Zhao Cunyi, the owner of Liuxinju, came to Yan Song's study rather uneasy.

"Father, Boss Zhao from Liuxinju has arrived!"

After the two entered the study, Yan Shifanxuan immediately turned his eyes to Yan Song who was sitting by the desk at the moment, concentrating on reading, and reminded him.

"Well, I see, you go down!"

After listening to Yan Shifan's reminder, Yan Song reluctantly put down the book in his hand, and immediately ordered.

"Yes, Father!"

Yan Shifan heard the words, and after bowing his hands to Yan Song, he left the study straight away.

He has other things to do next, and that is to choose the best pickles from the nine altars from the thirty altars of Liuxinju pickles, and let Yan Song send them to the Forbidden City when the time comes.

After Yan Shifan left the study, Zhao Cunyi showed humility, knelt down on the ground respectfully, and said.

"Little one, I've met Mr. Yan Ge!"

Perhaps because he was too scared, Zhao Cunyi, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled all over, and even spoke with a little trembling.

Hearing this, Yan Song glanced over Zhao Cunyi's body before confirming to him unhurriedly.

"Well, you are Boss Zhao from Liuxinju, right?"

Hearing Yan Song's words, Zhao Cunyi's face became even more humble, and he responded repeatedly.

"If Hui Yange is old, the young one is the shopkeeper of Liuxinju!"

After listening to Zhao Cunyi's answer, Yan Song pondered for a moment, and then gave instructions.

"Well, get up."

Hearing this, Zhao Cunyi felt as if he had been pardoned, and immediately supported his body with trembling hands, and got up from the ground. After that, he stood in place rather cautiously, not daring to make the slightest movement.

At this moment, Yan Song's rather plain voice sounded in Zhao Cunyi's ear.

"Boss Zhao, I have one thing I need you to do. I wonder if you would like it?"

As soon as Yan Song's words fell, Zhao Cunyi's heart suddenly clicked, and he responded without thinking.

"Despite the old Yan Ge's orders, the younger one will definitely go through fire and water, and he will do whatever he wants!"

After listening to Zhao Cunyi's answer, Yan Song couldn't help flashing a smile on his face, and comforted him.

"Boss Zhao, don't worry, it's not a big deal!"

"After you go back later, you can let it out and say that the imperial court is considering holding an auction. At that time, the qualifications to sponsor the newspaper will be auctioned at the auction!"

After listening to Yan Song's instructions, Zhao Cunyi was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted and gave a response.

"Yes, Mr. Yan Ge, the younger one will definitely settle this matter!"

Before that, Zhao Cunyi was still worried about what Yan Song would let him do next, but in the end, it was just such a trivial matter!

After Liuxinju became popular because of the newspaper issued by the imperial court, the former competitors who looked down on him and made ridicule all tried to inquire about this from Zhao Cunyi.

But because Zhao Cunyi kept his mouth shut, they haven't gotten any valuable clues so far.

"After going back later, let's spread this matter!"

Thinking so, Zhao Cunyi lowered his head deeply.

After that, Yan Song didn't mean to speak, but silently picked up the teacup on the side. Seeing this, Zhao Cunyi quickly asked Yan Song to say goodbye.

After Zhao Cunyi left, Yan Shifan, who was in charge of picking pickles before, came in and respectfully said to Yan Song.

"Father, the matter has been settled. My son has selected nine jars of pickles with the best quality from the thirty jars of pickles sent over!"

When Yan Song heard the words, he nodded in a subtle way, and immediately ordered.

"Well, if that's the case, then I should go too!"

After Yan Song finished speaking, he tremblingly got up from the seat. Seeing this situation, Yan Shifan stepped forward to help him.

In this way, with the support of Yan Shifan, Yan Song got on the sedan chair and headed towards the Forbidden City. Behind the sedan chair was a servant carrying Liuxinju pickles.

Not long after Yan Song set off, Xu Jie learned the news from his subordinates and gave an evaluation without thinking.

"Hmph, this Yan Song really lived and returned. He actually wanted to win His Majesty's favor with just a few pots of pickles. It's wishful thinking!"

Having said that, after that, Xu Jie also thought about it: "By the way, what does His Majesty like, should I take this opportunity to prepare some..."

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Forbidden City, Qianqing Palace.

In the end, Jiajing still decided to temporarily move the bedroom from the Hall of Mental Cultivation to the Palace of Qianqing. If one day they get tired of living in it, they can move back.

Before that, Lu Fang had already anticipated this situation and made full preparations.

Therefore, the moving efficiency was extremely high, and all the furniture that Jiajing loved were quickly moved to the Qianqing Palace.

Jiajing looked at the brand-new Qianqing Palace in front of him, and couldn't help thinking to himself: "I might as well lay a gathering spirit formation in this Qianqing Palace, so as to save time and run away at both ends!"

Just when Jiajing was planning to act on this, Lu Fang walked in silently and reported to Jiajing.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Yan Ge is waiting outside Qianqing Palace!"

When Jiajing heard this, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and immediately asked Lu Fang.

"Isn't it already down, what is Yan Song looking for?"

Seeing Jiajing asking him the specific reason, Lu Fang thought about it for a moment, and then immediately gave a response.

"Returning to Your Majesty, Elder Yan Ge personally brought you Jiutan Liuxinju pickles, saying that he wants you to try something new!"

After Lu Fang's words fell, an inexplicable smile appeared on Jiajing's face, and he waved his hand immediately, giving instructions to Lu Fang.

"Forget it, you go there yourself and let him in!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

After Lu Fang responded, she immediately stepped out of the Qianqing Palace. Not long after, she saw Yan Song stepping into the Qianqing Palace under Lu Fang's leadership.

After Yan Song entered Qianqing Palace, he knelt down on the ground respectfully as before, and said in a deep voice.

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

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

"Well, get up!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

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

After that, I saw Jiajing caressing the dragon head carved on the dragon chair with his hand, and asked.

"Yan Song, I heard that you came this time to give me the pickles from Liuxinju?"

Yan Song heard this, thought for a moment, and responded respectfully.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, this time, I came here just to bring pickles to Your Majesty."

"Boss Zhao from Liuxinju, in order to express his gratitude, specially sent someone to bring thirty jars of pickled vegetables to Weichen's house, and so much pickled vegetables, I really have no luck with it."

"Therefore, from the thirty altars of pickles, Weichen selected nine altars of the best pickles, and specially came here to present to Your Majesty!"

After listening to Yan Song's explanation, Jiajing nodded slightly, and then continued.

"Well, not bad, Yan Song, you really have a heart!"

Hearing this, Yan Song's face suddenly showed gratitude, and he continued.

"I can rely on His Majesty's support to make me what I am today, so what are a few pots of pickles?"

"Your Majesty's kindness to me, I can't repay you, Your Majesty, please accept my worship!"

(End of this chapter)