Among the four seasons of the year, Emperor Xuande's favorite is spring. Since the late autumn, the third road in Youbei has begun to snow heavily; But if you can endure the cold winter for half a year, it will be a different scene. The rivers of Youbei Sanlu are in mid-March when the rivers open and thaw. Therefore, every year before the sting, the leaders of various industries on the three roads of Youbei will gather in Fengjing City and go to the altar nine miles away on the south bank of the Youhe River to participate in the annual ancestor worship ceremony.

And in this year's Fengjing City, even the fishermen who were anxiously waiting for the spring fishing of the river did not appear. The people market and freight yard in Fengjing City are still very lively. But what is puzzling is that neither the Warehouse Gang nor the Cao Gang, even the people in the tooth shop, have talked about anything related to business. At the center of all the topics is to the two most important people, the Dai Shaman Bagh, and the successor Great Shaman Lin Siwei.

Just when the mountain rain was about to come, Shen Gui and the fourteenth Fu Yi were sitting in the back kitchen of the Huilou on Hezhong Street, competing against the casserole with soup boiling on the table.

"It's a pity that it's not yet a day, otherwise I can buy a few islands (white fish) that open the river, and I can also make you a 'river water stewed river fish' to try it."

Song Xingzhou, who was spinning a spoon on the stove, said casually. The little apprentice Xu Sidong is also busy on the case, and the whole kitchen will be a lively scene.

"It's a pity that you have Lou this grape wine, and it really doesn't fit in with this pot."

Shen Gui picked up the jade cup, carefully looked at the bright red wine of the Western Regions, sighed and put it down.

"Xiaodong, I still have a pot of old bones, you can cut some ginger shreds and warm them for Young Master Sun...... Put that thing down for me! Warm wine has to cut the old ginger! Foolish! ”

Xu Sidong pouted his mouth, put a set of pots of warm wine next to the pot, and glared at Shen Gui with an aggrieved face.

Shen Gui put his nose in front of the wine bottle, fanned the aroma of the wine on the mouth of the bottle with his hand, and sniffed deeply:

"Skull wine...... How awkward, we all call it Jimo old wine. I said, Master Song, you didn't do a good job in Dongtailou, Fushan County, why did you come to Fengjing City again? ”

Song Xingzhou knocked on the edge of the pot with a shovel, making a crisp sound, and immediately a guy who ran the hall came in, put a plate of roasted sea cucumbers with green onions that was still steaming on the tray, and turned around and ran to the stoves of the other cooks.

"Some time ago, Beiyan and the people of Mobei Grassland attacked the border together, and as soon as the situation was tense, merchants did not dare to come. For a while, Fushan County was full of furs and medicinal materials that could not be sold, but there was no silver to be seen. The proprietor of Dongtai Building saw that the business was deserted, so he began to buy some scraps. This is not only bad for my Song Xingzhou's name, but also bad for the rules set by my grandfather! Anyway, the cook can't starve to death in the famine year, so I will take Xiaodong to Fengjing. ”

Full of wine and food, Shen Gui wiped his mouth and walked out the back door, and when he was in the door and outside the door, he turned around and said: "Go back and write a score for you, I dare to guarantee that there is no second person on this Huayu Road." ”

Song Xingzhou was sliding the pot with a spoonful of bottom oil, and smiled after listening to Shen Gui's words:

"You'd better do what you have to do first. Let them finish the ancestor worship meeting earlier, so that people can buy Kaijiang fish to eat. ”

Today, the atmosphere in the palace is very solemn. In addition to Emperor Xuande Yan Hunt, who was sitting high on the dragon chair, there were also Prime Minister Li Deng and Dai Shaman Bagh standing below, and even Lu Xiangyin, the supervisor of the Imperial Horse Supervisor who saw the dragon on weekdays, was also impressively listed. However, among these big names, only the old man Bagh is the most special one. Because this is the first time that a shaman has entered the palace to participate in political affairs since the founding of the country.

"Supervisor Lu, do you have anything to say about what Wan Changning, the left attendant of the household department, played just now?" Emperor Xuande Yan Zhan picked up the tea bowl on the table and covered it in his hand, and asked Lu Xiangyin.

"As far as the minister knows, at this time, the leaders of various industries in the private sector have already gathered in Fengjing City. The reason why he did not show up should be because the predecessor of the great shaman Li Xuanyu, the designated successor never appeared, plus the ...... to the shaman Bagh"

The old dragon bell Ba Ge bowed at this time and interrupted Lu Xiangyin's words:

"Your Majesty, it's better for Supervisor Lu to let the old man say it himself. Although the great shaman Lin Siwu is nowhere to be found, he is still the person designated by the previous great shaman. At the current ancestor worship ceremony, even if there is no appearance of her, my generation of shamans will not be recognized. Therefore, I think it may be a good time to abolish these sacrifices. After I have reorganized the affairs of the church, I will make a new canon.

Emperor Xuande Yan Hunt hadn't said anything after hearing this, and Prime Minister Li Deng on the side had already spoken:

"Shaman Bagdai, the old man knows that your sect is in turmoil, but you also have to be considerate of the old man's difficulties. Now that the imperial court has just begun to recover from the state of war readiness, from the city defense military salary to the spring ploughing river, both the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Household are waiting for tax and silver to save the emergency. But all walks of life are waiting for the ancestor worship ceremony to start, and even if they can afford to wait, we can't afford to wait. ”

Hearing Li Deng say this, several senior officials of Youbei Third Road began to describe their difficulties, and the central idea was also the same: silver.

"Enough! Now is the season of surprise, so that all walks of life into the spring rush is the first priority. Taxation is the lifeblood of the imperial court, so there must be no room for error. He also asked Li Xiang and Shaman Bagdai to cooperate sincerely and share the worries of the king. Speaking of this, Emperor Xuande hurriedly gave a color to the great eunuch Li Qing, and Li Qing also said with understanding: "Ladies and gentlemen, His Majesty the Emperor is tired, so let's stop here today." After speaking, he hurriedly supported Emperor Xuande's right arm, and the two of them seemed to have to go back to Dongnuan Pavilion when they escaped.

Prime Minister Li Deng and Dai Shaman Bagh walked out of the gate of the Qinzheng Hall side by side, both of them had a wry smile on their faces, Li Deng first sighed: "Unexpectedly, Your Majesty still forcibly kicked the ball back under the persecution of one of us singing red face and the other singing white face. This is good, whether it is to reduce the tax burden or reduce the inner treasury, His Majesty has not chosen either. ”

After listening to Li Deng's complaints, Bagh also shook his head slightly:

"How many catties does the old man have, that is something that even the common people know, do you still want to hide it from Your Majesty? To put it irreverently, His Majesty just needs someone who can help him. As for what to do, under what name, and who to do, it doesn't matter to him at all. Speaking of this, he patted Li Deng's shoulder again: "Li Xiang, the old man has to live a little longer than you, and he has served the gods all his life, so he naturally has to see more thoroughly than you in some things." Today's Emperor Xuande is no longer the young son of heaven who was humble and deferential to you. When you are in the game, it is naturally easy to overlook some important things. According to the old man, you need to be more cautious in the future. ”

After listening to Bag's words, Li Deng was stunned in place, and when he saw his old and old back in the distance, memories came out of his mind.

Only now did he realize that the little emperor Yan Hunt, who was extremely deferential to him, was now close to the age of confusion. He has begun to secretly resist his own will and seek self-reliance. In fact, long before the fall of the Guo family in Zhongshan, he already knew that in the future, he would be in the Li family and would definitely become Emperor Xuande's number one henchman. But his own consciousness was gradually diluted and ignored under his submissive and humble numbness.

Thinking of this, Li Deng shook his head and smiled bitterly, and then strode out of the palace and returned home.

"Smack"

When he returned to Yan Hunt in the East Warm Pavilion, he really started throwing things again. The chief steward Li Qing retreated left and right, and began to listen to Emperor Xuande's roar......

"I've been Emperor for twenty years! But he was still pinched by his throat! I thought that if I broke up a Guo family, there would be a change! But as soon as Guo Yunsong left, another bag came! I'm thirty-six now, and I have a few more twenty years to wait! ”

Li Qing said casually while cleaning up the broken porcelain pieces on the ground:

"Your Majesty, if the slave remembers correctly, it seems that there is only one daughter in his family? Why are you in a hurry? ”