"It seems that Yan Maoqing can't stay here anymore, we have to find an opportunity to deal with him!"
Yan Song's voice was not loud, but it hit Yan Shifan's heart like a heavy hammer.
After a long time, Yan Shifan finally came to his senses, mustered up the courage, and warned Yan Song.
"Father, I think this Yan Maoqing is a little timid in normal times, but he's not ready to deal with him yet, right?"
"Besides, if you do this, I'm afraid it will chill the people below!"
"After all, before this, Yan Maoqing was considered..."
Before Yan Shifan finished speaking, he met Yan Song's unusually cold gaze. He quickly reacted and lowered his head silently, not daring to say another word.
At this moment, Yan Song's voice without any emotion sounded in Yan Shifan's ears: "Are you done?"
When Yan Shifan heard Yan Song's words, he subconsciously wanted to defend himself: "Father, I didn't mean that, I just felt..."
Seeing that Yan Shifan dared to argue, Yan Song became even more angry. He suddenly stood 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 betrayed by others without even knowing it!"
Seeing Yan Song's anger, Yan Shifan quickly lowered his head and leaned over, his face full of self-blame, and he immediately spoke.
"That's what father taught you!"
Seeing this situation, most of the anger in Yan Song's heart dissipated, and he sighed helplessly and turned to explain.
"For so many years, Yan Maoqing's wanton corruption has already aroused public resentment and made the whole court aware of it!"
"Hmph, if those people weren't afraid of your father and me, Yan Maoqing would have died a hundred and eighty times!"
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 its owner's orders. Yan Shifan, do you think I should kill it and eat its meat?"
Facing Yan Song's inquiry, Yan Shifan only felt his heart tremble, and then he responded in an unobtrusive voice.
"Father... what father said makes sense, but the child feels that this matter should be discussed in the long run. If the time comes..."
When Yan Song heard this, he looked up and down at his useless son with cloudy eyes and said coldly.
"Nothing but, as long as your father and I are the chief minister of the cabinet, those below will never dare to disobey me!"
"Your father and I have been the chief minister of the cabinet for more than 20 years. Who hasn't seen me?"
"People like Yan Maoqing will use it when they can, and discard it when they can't. Officials must not be indecisive. Yan Shifan, do you understand?"
After Yan Song finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Yan Shifan aside, waiting for his response.
After Yan Shifan heard Yan Song's words, he seemed to have a clear understanding, his eyes flashed with a strange light, and he immediately responded.
"Thank you father for your teaching, my child understands!"
Seeing this, Yan Song nodded slightly, then turned away and said to himself.
"His Majesty once said something very good: nothing is static!"
"Maybe 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 doesn't obey, just kill it and eat its meat, and then replace it with another one!"
When Yan Song said this, his eyes were full of coldness. If anyone else were present at this moment, they would definitely be frightened by the expression on Yan Song's face.
At this moment, Yan Shifan seemed to suddenly think of something, and immediately plucked up the courage to propose to Yan Song.
"Father, I think it would be too hasty to execute Yan Maoqing like this. Why not let him exert his greatest effectiveness before he dies?"
After Yan Song heard Yan Shifan's words, he couldn't help but have a hint of curiosity on his face, and asked.
"Oh, tell me?"
After hearing this, Yan Shifan carefully organized the words in his mind and then cautiously proposed to Yan Song.
"Father, after a while, the mulberry seedlings in Zhejiang will be completely mature and produce raw silk. We can send Yan Maoqing to contact the Weaving Bureau to purchase raw silk from ordinary people at a low price."
"In this way, not only will the Weaving Bureau be able to save costs to the maximum extent and obtain enough raw silk to produce silk, but the imperial court will also be able to gain more profits from it."
"Even if something happens then, we can throw Yan Maoqing out to take the blame!"
When Yan Shifan said this, he might be afraid that Yan Song would disagree, so he added immediately.
"Father, even if we don't do this, others will!"
"In addition, as far as the kid knows, there are already many people making plans in this regard behind the scenes!"
When Yan Song heard this, he seemed to be greatly frightened. His pupils suddenly shrank, and he immediately stepped forward and asked Yan Shifan.
"What did you say just now? Say it again?"
Yan Shifan thought that Yan Song didn't hear clearly, so he had to repeat what he said before.
At this moment, Yan Song felt a cold murderous intention in his heart. He returned to the desk without saying a word and sat down. He picked up the teacup on the table and played with it casually.
Seeing this, Yan Shifan raised his head, looked at Yan Song worriedly, and asked: "Father...Father, what's wrong with you?"
Yan Song ignored Yan Shifan's words and just played with the tea cup in his hand. Immediately, there was a crisp sound and Yan Song threw the tea cup on the ground with extra force.
The tea cup fell to the ground and turned into countless ceramic shards flying everywhere. When Yan Shifan followed the sound, he suddenly realized that at this moment, the expression on Yan Song's face was extremely ferocious. It was an expression that Yan Shifan had never seen before.
After a while, Yan Song gradually calmed down and said to himself.
"Humph, I worked hard to promote the conversion of rice into mulberry in Zhejiang, not just for you to pick peaches!"
"If you don't believe it, just reach out your hands and see if I, Yan Song, can chop off your hands one by one!"
After that, Yan Song turned his attention to Yan Shifan, his tone full of irrefutable meaning.
"Yan Shifan, don't get involved in this matter. Also, don't ever mention it in front of me. Do you understand?"
Seeing this situation, Yan Shifan secretly swallowed his saliva and responded tremblingly.
"Yes, father, the child...the child knows!"
Seeing that Yan Shifan agreed to the matter, Yan Song nodded, quickly looked away, 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 spoken, Yan Shifan did not dare to disobey him and could only respond respectfully.
"Yes, father!"
After that, Yan Shifan did not stay too long in the study room, but left the room directly. When leaving, Yan Shifan also closed the door of the study room with him.
Yan Shifan walked out of the study and looked back, only to see the candles lit in the study reflecting Yan Song's figure. Seeing this, Yan Shifan sighed helplessly and walked away immediately.
In the study room, after Yan Shifan left, Yan Song was seen lying on the bed without any image. Everything in the past was like a slideshow, constantly replaying in his mind.
I don’t know how long time passed, but Yan Song looked at his own palms that had become thin, smiled, and said silently to himself.
"Oh, do you think I, Yan Song, am old and can't control you anymore?"
After Yan Song finished speaking, he suddenly sat up from the bed, immediately called his servants, and gave instructions.
"Prepare the sedan and go to the Forbidden City!"
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The Forbidden City is brightly lit at night, and eunuchs and maidens pass by from time to time on the road, carrying lanterns with orange lights.
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 guiding eunuch quietly came to Yan Song and said in a low voice.
"Mr. 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, thank you for your work, father-in-law!"
After that, Yan Song immediately stepped onto the steps of Qianqing Palace without any hesitation.
When Yan Song entered the Qianqing Palace and saw the figure sitting on the dragon chair, he felt a lot more at ease for some reason.
Immediately, he gathered his mind, knelt down on the ground with a thump, and said in a deep voice.
"I hope your Majesty will forgive me for bothering you so late!"
Jiajing didn't seem to care about this. After looking Yan Song up and down, he spoke calmly.
"Get up. If there was nothing important, you wouldn't come here to see me!"
"Tell me, what happened?"
After hearing this, Yan Song slowly stood up from the ground. After organizing the words in his mind, he told Yu Jiajing exactly what happened.
"Your Majesty, the thing is like this. Just now I got news that many ministers in the court have already made their plans to Zhejiang!"
Hearing this, Jiajing couldn't help but have some doubts on his face, but soon, Jiajing came to his senses and confirmed to Yan Song.
"You mean, changing rice into mulberry?"
Seeing this, Yan Song nodded and continued to add.
"That's right, Your Majesty, in two months at most, the mulberry seedlings in Zhejiang will be fully mature and will be able to produce a large amount of raw silk. The Weaving Bureau will also be able to obtain enough raw silk to weave cloth! "
"Someone wants to buy raw silk from ordinary people at extremely low prices, and then make huge profits from it!"
After Yan Song finished speaking, he lowered his head silently, waiting for Jiajing's instructions.
Soon after, Jiajing's unusually calm voice sounded in Yan Song's ears.
"Oh, these guys are really good at calculating. I said before that I would buy raw silk at a high price from the people who plant mulberry seedlings."
"They took subsidies from the court, and then purchased raw silk from the people at low prices. The extra money in the middle went into their pockets!"
"The Weaving Bureau has enough raw silk for weaving, and the officials involved in this matter are making a lot of money. In the end, only the people who have suffered so much have gotten nothing. I want to kill these damn moths. Kill them!"
When Jiajing said this, his aura suddenly exploded, and Yan Song felt an unimaginable power rushing towards him.
Immediately, he was seen kneeling on the ground in fear and admonishment to Jiajing.
"Your Majesty, please calm down!"
After that, Jiajing's mood gradually calmed down, and Yan Song felt that the suffocating pressure from before had disappeared.
"Yan Song, tell me, how should this matter be handled?"
While Yan Song was in a daze, he heard Jiajing's Gujing Wubo voice ringing in his ears.
After Yan Song carefully considered his words, he spoke.
"Your Majesty, I think this matter must be nipped in the bud. Otherwise, the people in Zhejiang who plant mulberry seedlings 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 and silk are attractive to people. In the face of such huge benefits, Wei Chen feels that few people can resist this temptation!"
Unexpectedly, Jiajing didn't agree with what Yan Song said. He shook his head and said slowly.
"If that's the case, then they have to take stock of themselves. I want to see how many lives they have!"
After Jiajing finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Yan Song. After coming to Yan Song, he lifted him up from the ground and spoke words of encouragement.
"Well, Yan Song, you did a good job on this matter, I'm very pleased!"
When Yan Song heard what Jiajing said, his face was full of humility, he lowered his head and said respectfully.
"Your Majesty is exaggerating. Besides, it is only the duty of a minister to share your Majesty's worries!"
When Jiajing heard this, an inexplicable light flashed in his eyes, and he added accordingly.
"In that case, I wonder if Mr. Yan Ge would be willing to keep an eye on those people who want to do something secretly for me?"
When Yan Song heard this, he did not respond in a hurry. Instead, after thinking deeply for a long time, he bowed to the ground and said in a deep voice.
"I am willing to share your Majesty's worries!"
Seeing that Yan Song was willing to take over the matter, Jiajing withdrew his gaze from Yan Song and said slowly.
"Okay, with what Mr. Yan Ge said, I feel relieved!"
Perhaps in order to dispel Yan Song's doubts, Jiajing added another sentence after that.
"You don't have to worry. If you have any ideas, just go ahead and do it. I will be your backer!"
After Jiajing finished speaking, Yan Song's face was full of gratitude and he assured Jiajing.
"Yes, Your Majesty, I will live up to your trust and handle things properly!"
When Jiajing heard this, he just responded in a subtle way, and then gave instructions.
"Okay, it's getting late, you should go back and rest early!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!" (End of Chapter)
