.“ Get up! Wei Chao's voice was calm

Yang Jinshan did not get up, but still knelt and walked in, and when he reached Wei Chao's side, he picked up the tea bowl on the desk next to him with both hands and sent it over, with a complicated look in his eyes, which was inquiring, affectionate, and respectful. But the mood is as uneasy as waiting for the sentence.

Wei Chao sat quietly and squinted his eyes, and did not say to drink, nor did he say not to drink. Not long after, Yang Jinshan's hand, which was still holding the tea bowl, began to tremble slightly.

"It's hard for you, I know you don't know how to ride a horse. Drink it! Wei Chao finally opened his mouth, but in his ears it was like a heavenly sound, and his eyes suddenly glowed. When he opened the bowl, his hands were still trembling, but his expression was already very excited, and he drank the tea as soon as he raised his neck.

He knows that it is a blessing or a curse, and that it is a disaster that cannot be avoided. But the words that came out of the mouth of the ancestor proved that he would not have any major incidents, and at most it was the responsibility of those Zhejiang magistrates.

After drinking the tea, he squatted beside Wei Chao's legs, and knocked very lightly and heavily on his feet. When he was still in Xinyang, he studied massage with an old Chinese medicine doctor, and knew that if he wanted to be transferred to the palace in the future, he would not be able to do it without two strokes in his hand, and then it finally played a role. The face looked at Wei Chao with infinite attachment, and sobbed: "Godfather...... It's been two years...... You're getting old......"

If it weren't for the Wei Dynasty, he would still be an insignificant little eunuch in the palace, and he would still be laughed at by everyone, but the Wei Dynasty strongly transferred him to the Jiangnan Weaving Bureau in Zhejiang, which changed his fate at once. From then on, he was far away from Jingshi, the mountain was far away from the emperor, and he was such an important department, how could he not be grateful to the Wei Dynasty? You can control your own destiny, you can think about it, but it is difficult to do it! All he needed was a word from Wei Chao, or a word from his godson Wei Zhongxian, who was closer than his own son, and he could fall from heaven to hell in an instant.

If you want to completely control your own destiny, you have to sit in the supreme position of the Ming Dynasty. Otherwise, you will always have to be constrained by others, and you will always have to be restrained by others.

Looking at Wei Chao and thinking of this, Yang Jinshan really cried. Others only know that he Yang Jinshan is comfortable in the weaving bureau, but who knows that he can't sleep well for a good night? With such a big stall and such a high status in the Weaving Bureau, countless pairs of eyes are staring at him in the palace and province, and countless people are waiting for him to make a mistake, once he seizes the opportunity, he can be beaten into the eighteenth layer of hell! How dare he make any mistakes? I also have to weave silk for the palace and sell silk overseas, which are all stared at by people, and you can't be greedy if you are cheap! What should be yours is yours, don't think about what shouldn't be yours, it's useless to think. In order to let the people above understand that he was just a small character who was satisfied with the status quo, he even bought the popular flower Dan Ning Niang from a restaurant in Yangzhou to sleep with him. But who doesn't know what the use of a eunuch is to buy a woman?

Wei Chao looked at him, sighed lightly, and said, "One day is a day to wash your face and change your clothes, and I will take you to see the emperor now." ”

Yang Jinshan trembled with fright: "Now, see the emperor now......"

Wei Chao stood up, touched his head and smiled, "You didn't hide anything from me, you did a good job." Naturally, I won't hide anything from the emperor. The emperor knows about the destruction of the embankment and flooding the fields, you go, tell the emperor and his old man what you know in detail. ”

Yang Jinshan still has some souls that do not possess his body, and the six gods have no master: "That...... Son this time...... This time the sin ......"

"You're also for the good of the palace! What is rare is that you don't hide it. This is the greatest loyalty! One or two counties, it's also for the overall situation of my Ming Dynasty, the emperor and his old man's heart are carrying thousands of miles of Shenzhou! Wei Chao looked out of the door, turned around and walked out, "Hurry up and change your clothes, don't delay the hour, let the emperor wait in a hurry." ”

How could Yang Jinshan hide it! At that time, as soon as He Jinxian put forward this opinion, he broke out in a cold sweat, the cabinet was really crazy! How could you come up with such a bad idea in order to change rice to mulberry? In case he can't control it, the people of Zhejiang will rebel, and he will definitely not be able to escape being implicated! But what can he do, the 300,000 horses of silk are like a mountain, weighing heavily on his shoulders, where can a eunuch like him bear it? In a panic, he wrote a secret letter to the Wei Dynasty, explaining He Jinxian's thoughts, the current situation in Zhejiang, how much silk there is, and how much grain has been prepared by the big silk households, and explained to the Wei Dynasty in detail.

Where is that secret letter still complaining, it is clearly a farewell book! At the end of the letter, Yang Jinshan wrote that if he was broken because of this incident, he also asked the ancestor not to speak for himself, so as not to implicate him. There are enough people who have died for this matter, and they don't care about their own lives, but they must not drag the palace and the ancestors into it!

How could Wei Chao not understand his thoughts, and patted him on the back of the head with satisfaction: "Don't say anything, prepare to see the emperor!" ”

said that he was seeing the emperor, but in fact, according to Yang Jinshan's level, he couldn't see it at all. He knelt outside the gauze tent in the main hall and the fine house, fortunately, there was still some bottom in his heart, but the ancestor had already explained what he should say, and because he washed his face and changed his clothes, Yang Jinshan, who was kneeling there, looked upright and calm.

"You saw Chen Yubi's letter with your own eyes?" A majestic and young voice came from the gauze tent, this is the emperor? Yang Jinshan's heart began to drum again,

He quickly held his breath and replied slowly and forcefully: "Back to the master, the slave and maid have seen it with their own eyes." The letter was addressed to He Jinxian, telling them to simply flood the fields and change rice to mulberry. After flooding the fields, the big silk households bought them and planted them into mulberry seedlings, and after a few months, there was silk, and the silk became it. ”

"Did you see Ma Yuan's confession?"

Yang Jinshan chuckled in his heart, and hurriedly returned: "Back to the master, Qian Ning called the slave and He Jinxian at that time, but the slave and the maid did not have him."

"What do you think Channing is doing this for?" The voice in the gauze tent suddenly became a little high, and the question he asked once again made Yang Jinshan break out in a cold sweat, how could the emperor ask himself such a question as a slave? That's not a good question! If the emperor is satisfied, but he offends Qian Ning, it is difficult for him to go back and give himself small shoes to wear, the weaving bureau still has some status in the palace, but it is nothing in the place! But what is the emperor's attitude towards Qian Ning is the most critical! If a person doesn't answer well and offends the emperor, his head is nothing, and the ancestor will be finished!

So he couldn't help but look at the Wei Dynasty on the side, but the Wei Dynasty said unhurriedly: "Say whatever you want!" ”

"Yes." At this time, Yang Jinshan didn't care about anything anymore, and he also mentioned his voice: "Back to the master, the slave feels that Qian Ning has at least three thoughts about doing this. ”

"Which three thoughts?" The gauze tent then asked, as if in a hurry.

"Back to the master. First, Qian Ning's shoulders are heavy, the first two years of early taxation has shaken the hearts of the people in Zhejiang, he must maintain the stability of Zhejiang, appease the emotions of the people, afraid that the people will lose their land and make trouble again, half of my Ming Dynasty will fall into chaos, so he has to do it; Second, Li Hualong is by his side, he will be somewhat affected, not to mention that Zhu Qianhu of the Jingshi Guard is also by his side, as soon as Zhu Qianhu arrives in Zhejiang, he plunges into Jinyiwei Zhejiang Wei, and the whole Zhejiang is suddenly full of Jinyiwei's spies......"

Before he finished speaking, Wei Chao's light cough came from the side, and Yang Jinshan suddenly woke up and quickly shut his mouth.

"Wei Dynasty! Let him speak! The voice in the gauze tent suddenly became gloomy and oppressive, and Wei Chao knelt on the ground and never looked at Yang Jinshan again.

Yang Jinshan had no choice but to say: "When the embankment bursts, the task of flood control and disaster relief will fall on the army, Zhu Qianhu." But facts have proved that Zhu Qianhu is indeed dedicated to the people, he personally led the soldiers to jump into the breach and plugged the gap, if it weren't for him, I am afraid that the loss would be greater, Qian Ning, as a parent official in Zhejiang, will naturally think more about the people, and will inevitably be affected by him; Third, Qian Ning will still listen to the words of the cabinet, but there are some different opinions on their way of doing things, everyone is for the good of Zhejiang, the good of the Ming Dynasty, after all, he has been an official in Zhejiang for many years, and he still has the most right to speak when it comes to familiarity with Zhejiang. ”

There was no response in the gauze tent for a long time, and Yang Jinshan's heart reached his throat, whether the emperor was satisfied or dissatisfied? Why is there no sound again all of a sudden? Beads of sweat the size of beans instantly appeared on his head, running down his cheeks.

"Wei Dynasty." Finally, a familiar and unfamiliar voice came from the gauze tent again, Wei Chao opened the gauze tent and walked in, Yang Jinshan didn't dare to raise his eyes, staring at the big bluestone floor where he was kneeling under his knees. But his ears were furrowed, and he wanted to hear what he was going to say.

"The Yang Jinshan you use is still powerful, don't reward him in the open, reward him in secret!"

"Yes." Then came Wei Chao's reply. Yang Jinshan's whole body seemed to be drained at that moment, and he was a little shaky, he hurriedly took a breath and held his body strongly, he must not be embarrassed in front of the emperor! Immediately afterwards, he became excited, and the emperor actually praised himself in front of his ancestors! This is really the incense burned on the ancestral grave in the previous life! The emperor actually wants to reward himself! How many years does it take to attain this blessing? The old ancestor can be regarded as a long face this time!

"Let Zhao Zhigao take Qian Ning into the palace tomorrow, and ask Chen Yubi to come with him."

Yang Jinshan, who returned to the celebrant supervisor's own house, didn't care about washing, and fell asleep on the bed.

Tidying up the cloth.

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