In Yan Kuan's view, he could have directly overthrown Zhou Yi, the prefect of Yongzhou, today, but because his cheap sworn brother said that Zhou Yi sent the memorial solely because of poverty, and because His Majesty was happy, he did not ask. his sin.
Yan Kuan was in a very unhappy mood when he returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, with a gloomy look on his face. The servants in the manor did not dare to step forward to touch his troubles.
Yan Song, the traitorous prime minister, also saw the reason for his son's displeasure, so he called him into the study.
As soon as the two of them entered the study, Yan Kuan said angrily: "Father, today we could have fanned the flames to overthrow the prefect of Yongzhou, Zhou Yi. Instead, one of our people would take over, but..."
Before Yan Kuan finished speaking, Yan Song interrupted him and continued.
"My son, why are you targeting the Yongzhou prefect?"
Yan Kuan was stunned for a moment and said: "Didn't you, father, punish Zhou Yi first and let him leave the capital and go to Yongzhou in the far north? Now, do you have anything wrong in dealing with him for my father?"
Yan Song chuckled, his beard trembling at the corners of his mouth as he laughed.
"Before I took action against him, I mistakenly thought that Tanhualang Zhou Yi had joined the command of the Grand Master Wen Boyue. Later, when he became the Grand Master, I realized that he was just a lonely minister with no faction or affiliation!"
"A person like this will never be able to make any big waves."
Yan Kuan still said with some displeasure: "You already said that he is a lonely minister, so wouldn't it be nice to replace him with one of our own as the prefect, and have full control of the military and political power of Yongzhou!"
Yan Song shook his head, obviously a little disappointed in his son.
"The territory of Yongzhou is vast and sparsely populated, and it is directly facing the threat of the Khitan and the Xiongnu. If our people are sent to be governors, they will all be plundering the people's fat and oppressing the people. What if they arouse public dissatisfaction and cause trouble? Civil uprising, what should we do?"
"Furthermore, I think Zhou Xingjian of Zhou Yi is also a talented person in governing the world. In his hands, Yongzhou has been restored to life in just over a year."
"Qingzhou, Youzhou, and Bingzhou each have tens of thousands of soldiers and horses. Each of these three states will report to the imperial court and request the allocation of military rations. And Li Feiyu has never asked the imperial court for the allocation of the 50,000 military guards. Food, this shows that Zhou Xingjian is not a nerd who only knows how to read, he may have some talents in raising food and arranging military supplies."
Yan Kuan waved his sleeves and said before angrily walking out of the study: "It's up to you. You can deal with whoever you want anyway. Now you have a love for Zhou Xingjian."
Yan Song could only helplessly shake his head at his son's anger.
Three days later, two craftsmen walked into the Prime Minister's Palace carrying a long, large wooden box.
These two men were apprentices of the number one forger in the capital, and they came to give Yan Kuan a weapon he had customized some time ago.
After Yan Kuan learned the news, he immediately invited Wang Dachui and his father Yan Song to the garden.
Before that, Yan Kuan had told Yan Song about Li Feiyu Fangtian's painting of a halberd. Now that he saw the long wooden box sent by the apprentice of the first forger in the capital, he immediately guessed what was inside.
Yan Kuan pretended to be mysterious, pointing to the long wooden box on the ground, and said to Wang Dachui: "Brother Fengxian, can you guess what is in this box?"
Wang Dachui wasn't stupid either. He had guessed everything just by looking at the shape.
Yan Kuan continued to seduce: "If my dear brother guesses the treasure in the box, I will give it to you!"
Wang Dachui deliberately teased Yan Kuan and said, "Brother, you also know that I am not very smart. What if I don't guess correctly?"
Yan Kuan was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "If you don't guess correctly, I will also give you any kind of treasure, but if you guess wrong once, dear brother, you have to agree to do something for me!"
"Brother, don't say you won't give me the treasure in the box. Even if it means a hundred things, I will do it for you!"
Wang Dachui's high-sounding words really moved Yan Kuan, but what Yan Kuan didn't know was that Wang Dachui was thinking to himself: "What Li Feiyu promised you is none of my business, Wang Dachui!"
Wang Dachui deliberately walked around the wooden box, then held his chin and rolled his eyes, guessing: "A few days ago, my adoptive father gave me 10 beauties. Could this box be the slender-waisted beauties you gave me, my brother?" ?”
Some time ago, Yan Song gave me ten scented beauties. Before he had enough enjoyment, he was thinking about other beauties. From Wang Dachui's guess, Yan Kuan guessed that Li Feiyu was a lustful ghost.
Yan Kuan shook his head and said, "She's not a beauty. Brother, please guess again!"
Wang Dachui held his head and pretended to ask again. After a moment, Wang Dachui said excitedly: "I know, brother, I know that I am short of gold and silver in Yongzhou, so the long box must contain gold and silver treasures prepared for me. !”
Yan Kuan was speechless and thought to himself: "Why is this Li Feiyu thinking about either women or money?"
Yan Kuan shook his head again and said: "Brother Xian, you guessed wrong again. This box is so long and so shallow, how much treasure can it hold!"
"Brother, that stupid brother really can't guess it!"
Yan Song, who was standing next to him, burst out laughing when he saw this: "Ximen (Yan Kuan's cousin), don't tease your wise brother, just tell him directly!"
Yan Kuan walked up to Wang Dachui and held out two fingers and said, "Brother Xian, you guessed wrong twice. You have to do two things for me in the future!"
Wang Dachui patted his chest and nodded: "Brother, don't worry, even if he wants to pull the emperor away...!"
Hearing Wang Dachui's rebellious words, Yan Song and his son hurriedly stepped forward and covered his mouth: "Although the imperial concubine regards you as her adopted son, she cannot be so rebellious!"
Although Yan Song and his son do have treasonous intentions, they can only keep this kind of thing deep in their hearts. How can they say it out, not to mention that there are outsiders here now!
Yan Song glanced sideways at the two apprentices who came to present Fang Tian's painted halberd. The two were so frightened that they fell to their knees on the spot.
Yan Song lowered his head and said coldly: "If you dare to spread even a word about what happened today, you will all be killed!"
"Prime Minister, spare your life, Prime Minister, spare your life. I didn't hear anything."
For a moment, the audience suddenly became silent, and Wang Dachui immediately realized that his joke had gone too far.
What he said just now will definitely kill these two innocent craftsmen.
I didn’t kill Boren, but Boren died because of me! A feeling of guilt arises from the bottom of my heart.
After a long while, Yan Song said in a gentle tone: "Everyone, get up. You have never been to my prime minister's house today, you all understand!"
The two apprentices immediately kowtowed and thanked them. Yan Kuan also urged him at this moment: "Xian brother, Xian brother, please open this treasure and take a look~"
Wang Dashui opened the long box on the ground and took a look. As he had guessed, it was the legendary treasure of his father - Fang Tian's Painted Halberd.
