Zhou Futai didn't know how to taste this meal.
But at least the meal didn't last long. After the meal, Shen Yi invited him to his study room in Shen Yuan.
In the study, Mr. Shen personally made a pot of tea and asked Zhou Futai to sit down. Then he pointed to the three bookshelves filled with books in his study and said with a smile: "Zhongcheng, do you think this bookshelf of mine is good? This is I bought it in Yueqing City. It is said to be a hundred-year-old huanghuali, which really cost a lot of money."
Zhou Futai glanced at the bookshelf casually, and then forced out a formulaic smile: "There are quite a few books. It can be seen that Mr. Shen is a person who loves to read."
"There aren't many books."
Shen Yi shook his head and smiled: "Most of them are documents from the Anti-Japanese Army and things recorded by the Military Book Office. They are all piled here. There are not many real books. Most of my books are in Jiankang. This It’s so far away from the southeast, but there’s no way we can transport it all.”
Hearing Shen Yi's words, Zhou Futai didn't pay much attention at first, but after hearing it, he suddenly looked up at Shen Yi thoughtfully.
The young man in front of me seems to have something to say?
Does this sentence mean that his foundation is in the capital, not in the southeast?
However, this time was not the time to speculate about dumb fans. Zhou Yishan did not dwell too much on this matter. He looked at Shen Yi with a smile on his face: "Xiao Xianggong, what is your Majesty's decree? You'd better tell me quickly, I I’m so anxious to wait.”
Shen Yi calmly dug out an envelope from the drawer of his desk. He held the envelope in his hands and handed it to Zhou Futai. He smiled and said: "Your Majesty's secret letter, Zhong Cheng Take it and look at it.”
Zhou Yishan was startled and stood up quickly, pretending to kneel down. Shen Yi smiled and helped him up, and said: "There are no outsiders, and it's not an explicit decree. Zhongcheng doesn't have to be so roundabout. Just show it." "
Zhou Yishan had no intention of kneeling down.
He is a second-grade civil servant. At his level, even if he goes to Jiankang to see the emperor, he will most likely not have to kneel.
It was just because Shen Yi was present that he pretended to avoid being used by Shen Yi, the "traitor", again.
After Shen Yi said a polite word, Zhou Futai no longer insisted on kneeling. He took the letter handed over by Shen Yi in both hands and unfolded it respectfully. After carefully reading it up and down, he folded the letter carefully. , looked up at Shen Yi and asked: "Xiao Xianggong, when will you return to Jiankang?"
Shen Yi has read this letter.
Because it was originally a letter from the emperor to Shen Yi, and he also brought a text message to Zhou Yishan with it, which was only two or three sentences long.
The meaning of the letter is simple.
That is to ask Zhou Yishan to accompany Shen Yi on a trip to Jiankang when Shen Yi returns to Jiankang...
Face Saint.
Apart from this sentence, there is nothing else.
Somewhat foggy.
But that's not surprising.
For an emperor, the basic skill is not to explain things clearly, but to let his subordinates guess and handle things by themselves. If this is done well, it means that the emperor is aware of everything. If it is not done well, it means that the people below are incompetent.
The emperor's text message to Zhou Yishan also had this function. Just three sentences had already made the border official murmur in his heart.
Shen Yi lowered his head and took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "The anti-Japanese army fought well in Fujian. The battle report sent back a few days ago showed that they have won two battles in a row. In this way, I have completed most of my errands in the southeast. By the time of the New Year , you can go back to Jiankang for business."
He looked at Zhou Yishan and asked, "Why did Zhong Cheng suddenly ask this? What did your Majesty say in the letter?"
This is asking knowingly.
Zhou Yishan knew that Shen Yi had read the secret letter.
Shen Yi also knew that Zhou Yishan knew that he had seen it.
However, the formality must be followed. After all, the relationship between the two of them is not very close.
Even in a sense, the two people can be said to be enemies. After all, Zhou Futai had just suffered a moderate loss at the hands of Shen Yi.
Zhou Yishan lowered his head slightly and said: "His Majesty said in the letter that when Mr. Shen comes back to Beijing next time, let me go to the capital with you to meet the Holy Spirit..."
"That's a good thing."
Mr. Shen put his palms on his hands and smiled and said: "If a high-ranking official like Zhongcheng is suddenly ordered to come to Beijing, he will probably be promoted."
Zhou Futai's face was not particularly good-looking. He glanced at the letter in his hand with a complicated expression and sighed: "It is possible that he will be imprisoned in Dali Temple."
He looked up at Shen Yi, his face a little uncertain.
"Xiao Xianggong, please tell the truth, about the dog..."
Zhou Yishan said with some difficulty: "Have you gone to Datian to listen?"
"I have no idea."
Shen Yi shook his head slightly, and then said calmly: "But there is one thing that Zhongcheng needs to know. The people following me are not the thugs I found on Jiankang Dongshi Street, but internal guards. Zhongcheng, you are from the officialdom. Senior, you should know what an inner guard is."
Mr. Shen lowered his eyebrows and said: "On the one hand, the inner guards are protecting me, and on the other hand, they are also watching me. I can't control them."
Shen Yi's words clearly told Zhou Yishan that if the internal guard chose to report the matter, he would have no control over it.
In other words, even if the report is filed, it has nothing to do with Shen Yi.
"Such a small thing..."
Zhou Futai looked a little ugly and murmured: "It shouldn't alarm His Majesty..."
"It really wasn't possible."
Shen Yi lowered his head and took a sip of tea, and said calmly: "But Zhongcheng, you are a high official in the border area, and Young Master Ling is not a small person. I will know everything about you."
"That day on the West Lake, Miss Du Xiaohu, a famous prostitute in Lin'an who was with Mr. Ling, has been confirmed by the internal guards to be from the Purity Department of the Northern Qi Dynasty."
Shen Yi smiled and said: "Although I believe that Mr. Ling will not have any collusion with the Purity Department of Northern Qi, the internal guards are probably going to verify this matter. If they go back and forth, it may be leaked to His Majesty."
Zhou Yishan's face turned even uglier.
He lowered his head and his hands trembled a little: "So..."
"Your Majesty summoned me to the capital to question me?"
"That's probably not the case."
At this time, the tea was boiling again. Shen Yi picked up the small teapot, brewed two cups of tea, poured another cup and placed it in front of Zhou Futai. He smiled and said: "Zhongcheng, you are a high official in the border area. You won't do it because of some gossipy things." , I will handle it for you. Besides, if this matter really implicates you, the palace will not write a secret letter and just ask Dali Temple to come down and pick up the person."
Zhou Yishan's complexion brightened slightly when he heard this.
Because a spy from Northern Qi, even if he was implicated, would not do anything to him.
But soon, he heard another sentence coming from Shen Yi's mouth, like a bolt from the blue.
Mr. Shen took a sip of tea happily and said calmly: "I just don't know. When the internal guards check on the young master, will they take the opportunity to check on you, Zhongcheng?"
These words made Zhou Yishan freeze on the spot!
If you serve as an official in the imperial court, you may still be an upright official after three to five years.
For someone like Zhou Futai, who has been an official for more than 20 years, from a local county magistrate to a feudal official, he has never been corrupt or done anything illegal...
That’s a fantasy!
In this kind of thing, the internal guards can find out some clues once they investigate.
Maybe, he has been thoroughly investigated and eliminated!
Zhou Yishan sat on a chair, and the hand holding the tea stopped in mid-air. He didn't drink a cup of tea for a long time.
He was silent for a long time, and finally put down the tea cup in his hand, stood up slowly, cupped his hands towards Shen Yi, bowed his head deeply and said, "Please show Mr. Shen a clear path."
Shen Yi quickly stood up and supported Zhou Futai with a smile.
"Zhongcheng, what are you doing?"
Mr. Shen smiled broadly: "You and I are working together in Zhejiang, and you are the senior. I can't afford such courtesy."
"Xiangong Shen is a close minister of the emperor..."
Zhou Yishan was completely convinced.
He lowered his head slightly and said in a respectful tone: "Please Mr. Shen, please show me a way!"
Shen Yi squinted his eyes and looked at Zhou Futai for a while, then sat back in his seat and said with a smile: "Since Zhong Cheng said so, how about a few words from this junior, shamelessly?"
Zhou Yishan lowered his head slightly: "Please give me some advice..."
The words "Prime Minister Shen" were spoken so abruptly that even Shen Yi was stunned for a moment before he realized what he said. Those two words that came to his lips were refuted by these two words, and he immediately became sullen.
"If Zhongcheng makes such weird noises, then this junior won't say anything."
"It's definitely not a weird sound."
Zhou Yishan looked at Shen Yi and said sincerely: "In my opinion, it's just a matter of time for Mr. Shen to pay homage to the prime minister."
Shen Yi waved his hand to signal him not to talk nonsense.
After taking a sip of tea and sorting out his thoughts, Shen Yi continued: "Zhongcheng, let's get down to business."
"In my opinion, the reason why His Majesty did not rush to summon you to Beijing, but asked you to come to Beijing with me at the end of the year, is to give Zhongcheng some time to see how Zhongcheng behaves."
Zhou Futai is also a smart man. Hearing these words, he reacted almost immediately.
He looked up at Shen Yi and slowly said three words.
"Shibo Division?"
"That should be it."
Shen Yi nodded and said: "His Majesty attaches great importance to Shibo Division."
"Your Municipal Shipping Division in Zhejiang is the first Municipal Shipping Division, and four more Municipal Shipping Divisions will be established next year."
"If everything goes well when the shipping department opens in two days, by the end of the year, Zhejiang's shipping department will..."
Shen Yi glanced at Zhou Futai and said meaningfully: "It will start to show results."
The governor of Zhejiang sat alone in a chair with his head lowered and said nothing for a long time, as if he was thinking about something.
After a long time, he raised his head and looked at Shen Yi, his voice a little hoarse: "After the market opens, I will live in Yueqing for a while..."
Mr. Shen had a bright smile on his face.
This old guy is finally willing to try his best.
He stood up, cupped his hands towards Zhou Yishan, and smiled.
"The Shibo Division is done. In the future, the Prime Minister will ascend the pavilion to pay homage to the Prime Minister. Remember to take good care of the younger generation."
Zhou Yishan stood up, returned the salute to Shen Yi, and sighed sincerely.
"I should say this to Prime Minister Shen."
