The shrimp slid and rolled in the boiling hot pot, and the beef and mutton put in it were too old to eat, and Qian Yuan, who was full of food and drink, leaned on the back of the chair and listened leisurely to the chatter of Zhao Wenhua opposite.

For Zhao Wenhua, a top three jinshi, the Ministry of Industry has already done its best, and he has made enough money over the years...... Yan Song knew that he couldn't retreat, Yan Shifan felt that he didn't have to retreat, but Zhao Wenhua had been thinking about a way out.

Qian Yuan keenly heard that in fact, Zhao Wenhua could only be regarded as respectful to his godfather Yan Song, but he was afraid of Yan Shifan, he knew that if he wanted to retreat now, it would definitely be Yan Shifan who would be the first to jump out and crush him to death, and this little pavilion elder also had such an ability.

"Don't take credit here, Wang Bengu is Xu Huating's person, and I know if you don't send a letter." Qian Yuan said lazily: "Speaking of which, you don't have much credit." ”

"Zhancai, Zhancai......" Zhao Wenhua wiped the sweat from his forehead, "At the beginning of the year, Li Shiyan recommended Ruan He to be the governor of Zhejiang. ”

"This time Jiaxing is erosive, the first credit is naturally to show your talents, followed by Wu Baipeng, the foolish brother can be regarded as more or less helpful."

Qian Yuan played with the wine cup in his hand and said with a casual smile: "Brother Meicun, a scholar of the Ministry of Industry will go and stay, what can I do with the imperial history?" ”

"You Zhao Yuanzhen is now the highest official position in the Yan Party except for Fenyi, once you go to office, the DPRK and China will inevitably be in chaos, and you still want to be alone in the battle between Huating and Fenyi?"

"No, no, no, not now." Zhao Wenhua took a breath, "Resign now, Yan Donglou will take me ......"

Qian Yuan smiled and continued: "But when the Yan Party is defeated, Brother Meicun is afraid that he won't be able to retreat even if he wants to......"

Zhao Wenhua obviously understood this sentence, his face was pale, and his whole body was trembling.

Once Yan Song loses power or dies suddenly, Yan Shifan is naturally the core within the Yan Party, but the problem is that Yan Shifan is not from a Jinshi, and the left waiter of the Ministry of Industry has already come to an end, otherwise it would not be Zhao Wenhua's turn to be the secretary of the Ministry of Industry.

And Dong Fen and Tang Ruji are still young, and the head of the Yan Party on the bright side must be Zhao Wenhua, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, one of the Great Nine Secretaries.

was put on top and fought in the ring with Xu Jie...... Zhao Wenhua really has no confidence.

Well, even if Xia Yan's death was counted on Yan Song that year, wouldn't there still be a trilateral general system Zeng Milling?

Just let Zhao Wenhua go up...... At that time, Zhao Wenhua had no way to advance, no way to retreat, and he could really only wait for death.

In fact, Zhao Wenhua's meaning Qian Yuan also understood, it was nothing more than wanting him to say good things in front of King Yu and Gao Gong, and he might be able to escape with his life at a critical moment.

But how could Qian Yuan agree?!

Not to mention anything else, let alone a shrewd arch, even King Yu will inevitably doubt the relationship between Qian Yuan and Yan Dang.

"Zhancai, as long as you can get out safely, the foolish brother is willing to give away fifty percent...... No! Seventy percent of the family's property! Zhao Wenhua left the table and begged bitterly, "In the past two years, the foolish brother has been hiding everything, just a lot. ”

"Hey, Brother Meicun, don't worry, sit down." Qian Yuan waved his hand and said with a smile: "Seventy percent...... How much? ”

"Five...... 600,000 taels! ”

"There are thousands of acres of fertile land around Cixi......"

Zhao Wenhua gritted his teeth and said: "A pair of Huang Gongwang's "Fuchun Mountain Residence Map"! ”

Qian Yuan didn't have any expression on his face, but he was shocked in his heart, the top ten famous paintings of "Fuchun Mountain Residence"!

In his previous life, Qian Yuan was interested in these things, and his knowledge was broad, but he didn't study it deeply, and he remembered that "Fuchun Mountain Residence Map" was once collected by Shen Zhou, and was later burned into two in the Qing Dynasty.

Most of those famous paintings have a rough fate, if there is a chance, Qian Yuan has the heart to collect, but this is secondary.

Although it was Zhao Wenhua who made an appointment to meet Qian Yuan today, in fact, the latter had the intention to meet him, so he naturally had a plan and would not be led by Zhao Wenhua.

"The Zhao family in Cixi can also be regarded as a prominent family in Ningbo, with acres of land and acres, and a beautiful house." Qian Yuan said slowly: "None of the fathers and grandparents of Meicun Gong have meritorious reputation, how can they have such savings? ”

Zhao Wenhua was stunned for a moment, and asked tentatively: "On that day, the head of the household department Shangshu Fang blunted the book to open the sea and ban trade...... Is Zhancai behind it? ”

This guy's brain turned quickly, and he immediately found the key point, like other Ningbo clans, the Cixi Zhao family was also born as a maritime merchant, as early as Hongzhi and Zhengde, they were a few maritime merchants in Ningbo.

"The Japanese are in chaos, and now the Zhao family still has seven or eight sea ships, all of which have been handed over!"

Zhao Wenhua reacted quickly, went through the things before and after in his mind, and accurately judged that Qian Yuan was likely to think about the direction of opening the sea and banning trade when he went south this time.

"Plum Village Gong misunderstood, what do you want those sea ships to do?" Qian Yuan's attitude was gentle, "I still want to take the Cixi Zhao family to make a fortune together." ”

Zhao Wenhua fell silent, his gaze flickering at Qian Yuan, he was not sure what this sentence meant...... Qian Yuan is recognized as Jian Zaidi's heart, and he is also recognized as the leader of Suiyuan, and he is also recognized as King Yu's henchman.

Qian Yuan asked with a smile: "It is said that the public wine in Meicun is called Baihua Immortal Wine, which can prolong life?" ”

Zhao Wenhua swallowed his saliva and nodded stiffly.

Regarding Zhao Wenhua, there are three main impressions of him in later generations, one is to unjustly kill Zhang Jing and Li Tianzhong, the second is to die very strangely, suspected of being poisoned, and the third is Baihua Immortal Wine.

It is said that Zhao Wenhua bypassed Yan Song and offered a hundred flowers and fairy wine to Emperor Jiajing, and Emperor Jiajing was overjoyed and asked Yan Song, Zhao Wenhua was snubbed by Yan Song, and later found a godmother to blow the pillow wind to regain favor.

This godmother is naturally Yan Song's wife Ouyang, this old lady can be called an expert in taming husbands, Yan Song, a powerful figure like Yan Song, has never accepted a concubine in his life, and in the end, the only person who can overpower her may be Empress Zhang, the wife of Emperor Hongzhi.

"How is Old Madam Ouyang's health?" Qian Yuan leaned forward, with a smile on his face, and the words that came out of his mouth made Zhao Wenhua shudder.

"Yuanfu and his wife are deeply affectionate, and they raise their eyebrows, which is admirable." Qian Yuan sighed: "But Yuanfu is old, and there have been few eighty prime ministers throughout the ages, but fortunately, there is Brother Donglou to help...... By the way, remember that Old Madam Ouyang is older than Yuan Fu? ”

"Yes, a year and a half older." Zhao Wenhua said in a low voice.

After being silent for a long time, Qian Yuan looked around, "From today on, the yellow house will no longer be crowded, and only Meicun Gong will be entertained." ”

Glancing at Zhao Wenhua, who was bowing his head, Qian Yuan got up and paced a few steps, "If there is any news, just deliver it to Liu Hong." ”

Seeing that Qian Yuan was about to push the door out, Zhao Wenhua got up in a panic, "Show your talents......"

"Brother Mei Cun is not a stupid person, can't you still figure it out?" Qian Yuantou didn't push the door back and went out, leaving only Zhao Wenhua alone.

Although Qian Yuan's words were vague, Zhao Wenhua, an old bureaucrat who had been stumbling in the DPRK for decades, could not understand it.

Yan Song lost power or died of illness, Zhao Wenhua's fate was worrying, and if he wanted to run away, he would be killed by Yan Shifan.

But if Yan Song is fine, and Yan Shifan gets out...... Then Zhao Wenhua can operate a lot of space.

Qian Yuan said clearly, there have been few eighty prime ministers throughout the ages, Yan Song is too old and too old, if it weren't for Yan Shifan behind him, he wouldn't be able to do the daily review of official documents.

Therefore, if Ouyang dies of illness, Yan Song will definitely be hit hard, and Yan Shifan will return to Jiangxi to keep filial piety for three years, in this case, Zhao Wenhua will have the possibility of retreating, and there are sufficient reasons...... Xiaoge, you are not here, Xu Jieke is bullying, and I was driven away like this by a Ministry of Works......

Zhao Wenhua clasped his hands together, and his palms were wet.

When I first saw him a few years ago, Wen Taowu thought this was Zhou Gongjin!

On the night at the foot of Linping Mountain, he went straight into the knife with a single knife, and he had the courage and knowledge, thinking that this was Xu Yuanzhi.

And today, Zhao Wenhua saw clearly that this is Jia Wenhe!

Although Ouyang is old, his health is still good, at least better than Yan Song...... The implication of Qian Yuan's words is that if you Zhao Wenhua want to retreat, then you have to do it yourself.

The door was not closed, and the howling cold wind blew on the face of Zhao Wenhua, who was standing stiffly in the room, really separated the eight-petal bones of the top beam, and seven thousand ice and snow poured in!

After a long, long time, he stumbled up the flask and poured himself a drink, and he was drunk.