I, Jiajing, successfully cultivated immortality

"It seems that this Yan Maoqing can't stay anymore, we have to find a chance to deal with him!"

Yan Song's voice was not loud, but it hit Yan Shifan's heart hard like a heavy hammer.

After a long time, Yan Shifan came back to his senses, summoned up his courage, and advised Yan Song.

"Father, my son thinks that although this Yan Maoqing is a little timid on weekdays, it's not enough to get rid of him, right?"

"Besides, if you do this, I'm afraid it will chill the hearts of the people below!"

"After all, before this, Yan Maoqing was considered..."

Before Yan Shifan could finish his words, he met Yan Song's unusually cold eyes, and he quickly reacted, lowered his head silently, and did not dare to say another word.

At this moment, only Yan Song's voice that did not contain any emotion rang in Yan Shifan's ear: "Have you finished?"

When Yan Shifan heard Yan Song's words, he subconsciously wanted to defend himself: "Father, I don't mean that, I just think..."

Seeing that Yan Shifan dared to refute, Yan Song became even more angry. He suddenly got up from his seat, came to Yan Shifan, pointed at his nose and cursed.

"You idiot, if you continue like this, one day you will be sold out without knowing it!"

Seeing that Yan Song was angry, Yan Shifan quickly lowered his head and bent his body, his face was full of self-blame, and he opened his mouth immediately.

"Father taught me that!"

Seeing this situation, most of the anger in Yan Song's heart dissipated, and he sighed helplessly, and then explained.

"For so many years, Yan Maoqing's wanton greed for ink has already aroused people's resentment, and the whole court knows about it!"

"Hmph, if those people weren't afraid of your father and me, Yan Maoqing would have died a hundred or eighty times already!"

When Yan Song said this, he sneered, looked away from Yan Shifan, and continued to add.

"In other words, Yan Maoqing is just a dog raised by my Yan family. Now, this dog has begun to disobey the master's orders. Yan Shifan, tell me, should I kill it and eat it?"

Faced with Yan Song's inquiry, Yan Shifan only felt a tremor in his heart, and immediately responded in a subtle way.

"Father... What Father said makes sense, but the child thinks that this matter should be discussed in the long run, in case when the time comes..."

Hearing this, Yan Song looked up and down his useless son with cloudy eyes, and said coldly.

"There is nothing but, as long as your father and I are the chief minister of the cabinet for a day, the people below will never dare to defy me!"

"Your father and I have been the chief minister of the cabinet for more than 20 years. Who hasn't seen him?"

"A person like Yan Maoqing, use it when he can use it, and abandon it when he can't use it. An official must not be indecisive. Yan Shifan, do you understand?"

After Yan Song finished speaking, he turned his eyes to Yan Shifan who was aside, waiting for his response.

After listening to Yan Song's words, Yan Shifan seemed to have a clear understanding, with a strange light in his eyes, and immediately responded.

"Thank you father for teaching me, the child understands!"

Seeing this situation, Yan Song nodded slightly, then turned his back and said to himself.

"Your Majesty once said it very well, nothing is static!"

"Perhaps before this, Yan Maoqing made great contributions to my Yan family, but now, he has begun to think about how to protect himself. If the dog is not obedient, then kill it and eat meat, and then replace it with another one!"

When Yan Song said this, his eyes were full of coldness. If anyone else was present at the moment, they would be frightened by the expression on Yan Song's face.

At this moment, Yan Shifan seemed to suddenly think of something, and immediately summoned up his courage to propose to Yan Song.

"Father, my son thinks that it is too hasty to execute Yan Maoqing like this. How about letting him play the most effective role before he dies?"

When Yan Song heard Yan Shifan's words, he couldn't help showing a little curiosity on his face, and asked questions.

"Oh, tell me?"

Yan Shifan heard the words, and after organizing the words in his mind, he carefully proposed to Yan Song.

"Father, after a while, the mulberry seedlings in Zhejiang will be fully mature and produce raw silk. We can send Yan Maoqing to contact the Weaving Bureau to buy raw silk from the common people at a low price."

"In this way, not only can the Weaving Bureau save costs to the greatest extent and obtain enough raw silk to produce silk, but the imperial court can also gain more profits from it."

"Even if something happens at that time, we can throw Yan Maoqing out to take responsibility for the crime!"

When Yan Shifan said this, perhaps he was afraid that Yan Song would disagree, so he immediately added.

"Father, even if we don't do it, others will!"

"In addition, as far as I know, there are already many people who are thinking about this behind the scenes!"

When Yan Song heard this, his whole body seemed to have been greatly frightened, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately stepped forward and asked Yan Shifan.

"What did you just say, say it again?"

Yan Shifan thought that Yan Song didn't hear clearly, so he had to repeat what he said earlier.

At this moment, Yan Song's heart already had a cold killing intent, and he went back to the desk without saying a word and sat down, picked up the teacup on the table, and played with it casually.

Seeing this situation, Yan Shifan raised his head, looked at Yan Song worriedly, and asked, "Father...Father, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Song turned a deaf ear to Yan Shifan's words, and just played with the teacup in his hand. Immediately, there was a crisp "bang", and Yan Song threw the teacup on the ground with extra force.

The teacup fell to the ground and turned into countless ceramic shards and splashed everywhere. After Yan Shifan followed the prestige, he suddenly found that at this moment, Yan Song had an extremely ferocious expression on his face, which was an expression Yan Shifan had never seen before.

After a while, Yan Song's mood gradually calmed down, and he said to himself.

"Hmph, I did my best to promote the transformation of rice into mulberry in Zhejiang, but it wasn't for you to pick peaches!"

"If you don't believe me, just stretch out your hands and try, and see if I, Yan Song, can chop off your hands one by one!"

After that, Yan Song turned his gaze to Yan Shifan, and his tone was full of irrefutable meaning.

"Yan Shifan, don't get involved in this matter, and besides, never mention this matter in front of me, understand?"

Seeing this situation, Yan Shifan secretly swallowed his saliva, and responded tremblingly.

"Yes, father, child... I understand!"

Seeing that Yan Shifan agreed to this matter, Yan Song nodded, then immediately withdrew his eyes and gave instructions.

"Okay, it's getting late, you should go back and rest early!"

Although Yan Shifan still had a lot of doubts in his heart, since Yan Song had already spoken, Yan Shifan did not dare to disobey, so he had to respectfully respond.

"Yes, Father!"

After that, Yan Shifan did not stay in the study for too long, but left the room directly. When he left, Yan Shifan also took the door of the study with him.

Yan Shifan walked out of the study and looked back, only to see the burning candles in the study, reflecting Yan Song's figure. Seeing this, Yan Shifan sighed helplessly, and immediately walked away.

In the study, after Yan Shifan left, Yan Song was lying on the bed without any image, and everything in the past was constantly replaying in his mind like a slide show.

I don't know how long the time has passed, I saw Yan Song looked at his skinny palm, smiled, and said to himself silently.

"Heh, do you think that I, Yan Song, am too old to restrain you?"

After Yan Song finished speaking, he sat up suddenly from the Hu bed, and immediately called the servant, and gave instructions.

"Prepare the sedan chair and go to the Forbidden City!"

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The Forbidden City is brightly lit at night, and there are eunuchs and maids passing by on the road from time to time, carrying orange lanterns.

At this moment, Yan Song was outside Qianqing Palace, quietly waiting for Jiajing's summons. Occasionally, the cold moonlight peeked out of the clouds and fell on the ground. Under the moonlight, Yan Song's shadow looked extremely bleak.

At this moment, the leading eunuch came to Yan Song quietly, and said in a low voice.

"Old Yan Ge, you can go in, His Majesty is waiting for you inside!"

Hearing this, Yan Song nodded slightly to the guiding eunuch, and immediately spoke.

"Well, there is Mrs. Lao!"

After that, without any hesitation, Yan Song immediately stepped up to the steps of Qianqing Palace.

After Yan Song entered Qianqing Palace and saw the figure sitting on the dragon chair, for some reason, he felt a lot more at ease.

Immediately, he restrained his mind, knelt down on the ground with a 'plop', and said in a deep voice.

"My minister came to disturb His Majesty at such a late hour, and I hope His Majesty will forgive me!"

Jiajing didn't seem to care about this, and after looking Yan Song up and down, he just said unhurriedly.

"Get up, if there is nothing important, you wouldn't come here to meet me!"

"Tell me, what happened?"

Hearing this, Yan Song got up slowly from the ground, and after organizing the words in his mind, he just told Yu Jiajing the reason of the matter in detail.

"Your Majesty, the matter is like this. Just now, I got the news that many ministers in the court have already sent their ideas to Zhejiang!"

When Jiajing heard the words, he couldn't help showing some doubts on his face, but soon, Jiajing came to his senses and confirmed to Yan Song.

"You mean, change rice to mulberry?"

Seeing this situation, Yan Song nodded and continued to add.

"That's right, Your Majesty, in at most two months, the mulberry seedlings in Zhejiang will be fully mature, and then they will be able to produce a large amount of raw silk, and the Weaving Bureau will also be able to obtain enough raw silk for weaving cloth! "

"Someone wants to buy raw silk from the common people at a very low price, and then make huge profits from it!"

After Yan Song finished speaking, he lowered his head silently, waiting for Jiajing's order.

Not long after, Jiajing's unusually calm voice rang in Yan Song's ear.

"Heh, these guys really have a good plan. I said earlier that I want to buy raw silk at a high price from the people who grow mulberry seedlings."

"They took the subsidy from the imperial court, and then bought raw silk from the common people at a low price, and the extra part went into their pockets!"

"The Weaving Bureau has enough raw silk for weaving, and the officials who participated in this matter made a lot of money. In the end, only the group of ordinary people who suffered so much didn't get anything. This group of damn moths, I want to kill kill them!"

When Jiajing said this, the aura on his body suddenly exploded, and Yan Song only felt an unimaginable power rushing towards him.

Immediately, I saw him knelt down on the ground in fear, admonishing Jiajing.

"Please calm down, Your Majesty!"

After that, Jiajing's mood gradually calmed down, and Yan Song only felt that the suffocating coercion before had disappeared.

"Yan Song, tell me, how should this matter be handled?"

Just when Yan Song was in a daze, he only heard Jiajing's calm voice from the ancient well ringing in his ears.

After Yan Song considered his language, he opened his mouth to speak.

"Your Majesty, I feel that this matter must be killed in the cradle, otherwise, those local people who grow mulberry seedlings in Zhejiang will suffer!"

When Yan Song said this, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face at the right time, and he continued to add.

"It's just that money touches people's hearts. In the face of such huge benefits, I feel that few people can resist this temptation!"

Who knows, Jiajing didn't take what Yan Song said seriously, but he shook his head and said slowly.

"Since this is the case, then they have to weigh themselves carefully. I want to see how many lives they have!"

After Jiajing finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Yan Song, and after coming to Yan Song and helping him up from the ground, he spoke words of encouragement.

"Well, Yan Song, you have done a good job in this matter, I am very pleased!"

When Yan Song heard Jiajing's words, his face was full of humility, he lowered his head, and said respectfully.

"Where, Your Majesty's words are serious, besides, it is the duty of a courtier to share your worries for His Majesty!"

When Jiajing heard the words, an inexplicable light flashed in his eyes, and he added along the way.

"If that's the case, I don't know if Mr. Yan Ge is willing to watch for me, those people who want to play tricks in secret?"

When Yan Song heard this, he didn't respond in a hurry, but after thinking about it for a long time, he bowed to the ground and said in a deep voice.

"My minister is willing to share the worries for His Majesty!"

Seeing that Yan Song was willing to take over the matter, Jiajing looked away from Yan Song and said slowly.

"Okay, with the words of Mr. Yan Ge, I can rest assured!"

Perhaps in order to dispel Yan Song's doubts, Jiajing immediately added a sentence after that.

"You don't have to worry, just let go if you have any ideas, I will be your backer!"

After Jiajing's voice fell, Yan Song's face was full of gratitude, and he assured Jiajing.

"I obey, Your Majesty, I will live up to your great trust and handle things properly!"

When Jiajing heard this, he only responded in a subtle way, and immediately gave instructions.

"Okay, it's getting late, you should go back and rest early!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" (End of this chapter)