As night fell, the charcoal fire was burning brightly in Yan's study room. Yan Shifan felt a chill from the soles of his feet to the sky. The father and son looked at each other in silence.
After a long while, I saw Yan Song taking the ginseng tea handed by the maid, gargling his mouth, and explaining: "The current situation in the southeast cannot be separated from Hu Ruzhen, and those people in Jiangsu and Zhejiang still need him to control it. As long as the southeast is still there." To suppress the Japanese, those Qingliu won’t dare to take action!”
"Hu Ruzhen is my student. Regardless of whether he is willing or not, in the eyes of His Majesty or the Qingliu group, he has been marked by my Yan Song. If all the Japanese pirates in the southeast are wiped out, those people behind him will Let’s do it!”
After Yan Song explained, he handed the ginseng tea back to the maid, looked at his incompetent son, and said coldly: "You incompetent thing, look at the stupid things you have done, the stupid people you used, kneel down!"
Yan Shifan immediately knelt on the ground, his eyes full of fear.
"Listen carefully to me. I, Yan Song, have been the chief minister of the Ming Dynasty for more than 20 years. I not only know how to govern and dismiss people, but also employ people. The national treasury needs my people to save money, and the borders need my people. People go to fight! Those who are not dealing with the emperor need my people to deal with it. Making good use of people is the first priority in doing great things!"
Yan Song taught his son a lesson in a tone that was almost like a roar. Looking at his trembling son who was kneeling on the ground, his originally stern eyes gradually softened, and then he said softly: "Get up, that new kid under your hand." The student we accepted is pretty good, what's his name? Send him to Zhejiang in advance to get familiar with the situation, and at the same time, it can also lighten Hu Ruzhen's burden."
Yan Shifan stood up from the ground, recalling the previous scene of his father's anger. He was still a little scared, and replied tremblingly: "Father, my student's name is Gao Hanwen. He has a noble character and is very talented. I will call him to my house tomorrow."
"Well, if you have nothing to do, you can go down first."
Yan Song nodded, hunched over, took down a book from the bookshelf, put on his reading glasses, and began to read it carefully. Yan Shifan did not dare to disturb him, so he bowed and left.
After coming out of his father's room, Yan Shifan was surprised to find that his back was covered with cold sweat. After a few breaths, Yan Shifan called the housekeeper, took out the letter and warned: "Send this letter to Hu Zongxian, the Governor-General of Zhejiang. "
"Yes, Mr. Xiaoge!" The steward agreed in a low voice, then left quickly and disappeared into the night.
After asking the housekeeper to deliver the letter, Yan Shifan returned to his house. As soon as he entered the door, he was greeted by the concubine from the ninth room whom he had previously married. Her name was Xiu Niang.
"Thank you for your hard work, husband. I'm here to undress you."
The embroiderer was wearing a long cyan dress, and her exposed neck was as white as mutton-fat jade. Her whole person had an aura that made me feel pity for her, making people want to hold her in their arms and take care of her.
Yan Shifan only felt a lightness on his body. The shawl he was wearing to keep warm was removed, and then a fragrant wind penetrated his nose, making him feel relaxed and happy.
"Husband, you have been tired for a day. Let's eat something first. These dishes are all made by me. I will serve you a meal."
"Okay." Yan Shifan stood there for a while and then responded.
There are not many types of dishes on the table, only a few simple side dishes. The luxury and taste are far less than what Yan Shifan usually eats. But for some reason, Yan Shifan looks at the simple and exquisite dishes on the table. But she felt very at ease. She took the rice bowl from the embroiderer and started eating.
"Eat slowly, don't choke, there's still more in the pot."
"Ahem."
"Are you choking? Drink water quickly..."
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Forbidden City, Hall of Nourishing Heart.
At this moment, Jiajing was kneeling on the futon, eyes closed, motionless. On the table next to him, there was an incense burner with three burning sandalwood sticks on it. The room was filled with smoke, which was quite artistic.
"The Tao can be Tao, but it is very Tao, and the name can be named, but it is very famous..."
Jiajing recited softly, with a half-opened "Tao Te Ching" at his feet. Gradually, Jiajing entered a mysterious and mysterious state. He felt that everything around him slowed down, and time seemed to have stopped completely.
Jiajing only felt that his whole body was getting lighter and lighter, as if he was flying. At the same time, his perspective continued to extend upwards, from the Yangxin Palace to the entire Forbidden City. In this process, neither flying insects nor hibernating beasts could escape. his eyes.
"This is an out-of-body experience!"
Based on the novels he had read in his previous life, Jiajing quickly understood his situation.
"No, we have to go back as soon as possible. The soul cannot leave the body for too long." Jiajing thought, and then forced his perspective back.
After his soul returned to his body, Jiajing refocused his energy and began to try to understand something that could echo the magic power in his body. Since there was no cultivation method, Jiajing could only choose the least efficient and safest cultivation method, the breathing method.
As the magic power in Jiajing's body circulates automatically, Jiajing's breathing gradually becomes regular. With every breath and breath, the essence between heaven and earth resonates with the magic power in his body. Jiajing's face becomes more and more rosy, and the magic power in his body also increases. There was some growth.
"Huh, it really works!" Jiajing woke up from his cultivation state, feeling the increase in mana in his body, and couldn't help but look happy.
"But just now I seemed to have seen something extraordinary when my soul was out of body." Jiajing picked up the teacup on the table, as if he was reminiscing.
When Jiajing's soul was out of his body, he accidentally glanced at the Ganlu Palace and saw the concubines of his harem, the Imperial Concubine Shen, Kang Concubine Du Ying, and Su Concubine Jiang gathering together in Shen's room and having fun. The guards had been dismissed a long time ago, and the spring scenery revealed in them can't help but make people daydream, especially Concubine Su. In Jiajing's memory, Concubine Su had a cold personality and didn't like to talk much. She didn't expect that she would be so open to fighting in private.
"Hmph, as my concubine, you actually do such a thing, let me educate them!" Jiajing thought righteously, then drank all the tea in the cup in one breath, called the guards, and asked Ganlu Walk around the palace.
When Jiajing came to the gate of Ganquan Palace with his guards, he was recognized by the leading eunuch at a glance. He quickly knelt down on the ground with a smile on his face: "Your Majesty, you are here! By chance, Concubine Kang, Concubine Su is also here, they are embroidering in the concubine's room, no one is allowed to disturb them."
"Oh, really? Take me over and have a look." Jiajing was amused inside, but his face was full of curiosity.
"Your Majesty, please come with me."
Under the leadership of the leading eunuch, Jiajing arrived outside the room of the imperial concubine Shen.
"Haha, stop tickling me, I'm itchy."
"Well, do you want to admit defeat or not?"
"Admit defeat, accept defeat. Sister Shen, please stop scratching me. My sister knows she was wrong."
"I'm going to take off all your clothes and see what you eat to grow so big."
"Don't."
Hearing the words of tiger and wolf coming from the room, Jiajing couldn't help but darken his face, and had to cough lightly to indicate his presence.
"Ahem."
"Who is outside?" came a vigilant voice from inside the house.
"It's me!" Jiajing responded angrily.
"It's over, it's over, what should we do?" Then there was a rustling sound in the house.
After a while, the door opened, and Concubine Shen, Concubine Kang, and Concubine Su all knelt on the ground uneasily, with wrinkles left on their clothes from the previous fight.
"Concubine, I have met His Majesty!"
"Everyone, get up." Jiajing waved his hand, signaling everyone to get up.
"Why, don't you invite me in to take a look?"
Jiajing's eyes swept over the folds of their dresses, with a playful look on his face.
Sensing Jiajing's gaze, the three women seemed to have thought of something. They bit their lips tightly and couldn't help but have a blush on their faces, looking shy.
"Your Majesty, please come in."
Jiajing laughed loudly: "Since the concubines are so enthusiastic, I will go in and take a look!"
After saying that, he strode into the door. After a while, a cooing sound came from the house.
