Under the leadership of Yan Shifan, Zhao Cunyi, the boss of Liuxinju, came to Yan Song's study quite nervously.

"Father, Boss Zhao of Liuxinju has arrived!"

After the two entered the study, Yan Shifan turned his gaze to Yan Song, who was sitting next to the bookcase at the moment, concentrating on reading, and reminded him.

"Well, I see, you go down!"

After listening to Yan Shifan's reminder, I saw Yan Song reluctantly put down the book in his hand, and immediately ordered.

"Yes, Father!"

When Yan Shifan heard this, after arching his hand to Yan Song, he left the study directly.

He had other things to do next, that is, from the thirty jars of Liuxinju pickles that were sent, he would select the best nine jars of pickles, and let Yan Song send them to the Forbidden City when the time came.

After Yan Shifan left the study, Zhao Cunyi showed a humble face, knelt on the ground respectfully, and spoke.

"Small, I've seen Yan Ge Lao!"

Perhaps because he was too scared, Zhao Cunyi, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled, and even spoke with a slight trill.

When Yan Song heard this, he swept his gaze away from Zhao Cunyi's body, and then confirmed to him unhurriedly.

"Well, you're Boss Zhao of Liuxinju, right?"

Hearing Yan Song's words, the humility on Zhao Cunyi's face was even worse, and he replied repeatedly.

"If you go back to Yan Ge, the little one is the shopkeeper of Liuxinju!"

After listening to Zhao Cunyi's answer, Yan Song pondered for a moment, and then spoke out and commanded.

"Well, get up."

Hearing this, Zhao Cunyi's whole person was like being amnestied, and he immediately barely supported his body with trembling hands and got up from the ground.

At this moment, Yan Song's rather flat voice sounded in Zhao Cunyi's ears.

"Boss Zhao, I have something I need you to do, I don't know if you want to?"

As soon as Yan Song's words fell, Zhao Cunyi's heart suddenly 'chuckled', and he immediately responded without thinking.

"Although Yan Ge Lao commanded, the small one must go to the soup and go to the fire, and he will not give up!"

After listening to Zhao Cunyi's answer, Yan Song couldn't help but have a smile on his face, and said comfortingly.

"Boss Zhao, don't worry, it's not a big deal!"

"When you go back later, you can let out the wind and say that the imperial court is considering holding an auction right now, and at that time, the qualification to sponsor newspapers will be auctioned at the auction!"

After listening to Yan Song's instructions, Zhao Cunyi was stunned for a moment, and then reacted and responded.

"Yes, Elder Yan Ge, the little one will definitely get this matter done!"

Before this, Zhao Cunyi was still worried about what Yan Song was going to do next, who knew that in the end, it was just such a trivial matter!

After Liuxinju became popular because of the newspapers issued by the imperial court, the competitors who looked down on him and ridiculed him before tried to find out about this from his Zhao Cunyi's mouth.

But because Zhao Cunyi was tight-lipped, they still haven't gotten any valuable clues.

"When I get back later, I'll spread the word about it!"

Zhao Cunyi thought so and lowered his head deeply.

After that, Yan Song didn't mean to speak, but silently picked up the teacup on the side, Zhao Cunyi saw this, and hurriedly asked Yan Song to say goodbye.

After Zhao Cunyi left, Yan Shifan, who was previously in charge of selecting pickles, walked in and said respectfully to Yan Song.

"Father, the matter has been done, and the child has selected the best nine jars of pickles from the thirty jars of pickles sent!"

When Yan Song heard this, he nodded imperceptibly, and then ordered.

"Well, in that case, then it's time for me to go!"

After Yan Song finished speaking, he got up from the seat tremblingly, and Yan Shifan saw this situation and hurriedly stepped forward to help.

In this way, with the support of Yan Shifan, Yan Song got on a sedan chair and marched in the direction of the Forbidden City.

Soon after Yan Song set off, Xu Jie learned the news from his subordinates and gave an evaluation without thinking.

"Hmph, this Yan Song, he really lives more and more, and he actually wants to win His Majesty's favor with just a few jars of pickles, it's really wishful thinking!"

Having said that, but after this, Xu Jie also followed up and thought: "By the way, what does Your Majesty like, should I also take this opportunity to prepare some ......?"

……

Forbidden City, Qianqing Palace.

In the end, Jiajing still decided to temporarily move the dormitory from the Yangxin Palace to the Qianqing Palace, and if he got tired of living one day, he would move back again.

And Lu Fang had already anticipated this situation before this, and had made sufficient preparations.

Therefore, the efficiency of moving was extremely high, and all the furniture that Jiajing loved was soon moved to the Qianqing Palace.

Jiajing looked at the rejuvenated Qianqing Palace in front of him, and couldn't help but secretly think: "I simply lay out the Spirit Gathering Array in this Qianqing Palace, and I can save time to run at both ends!" ”

Just as Jiajing was about to take action about this, he saw Lu Fang walking in with silent steps and reporting to Jiajing.

"Your Majesty, Elder Yan Ge is waiting outside the Qianqing Palace!"

When Jiajing heard this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and immediately asked Lu Fang.

"Isn't it already on duty, what is the matter with Yan Song looking for me?"

Seeing Jiajing asking him for a specific reason, Lu Fangsi responded after a while.

"Back to Your Majesty's words, Elder Yan Ge personally brought you the Nine Altars and Six Heart Residences pickles, saying that he wanted you to try them!"

When Lu Fang's words fell, an inexplicable smile suddenly appeared on Jiajing's face, and he immediately waved his hand and commanded Lu Fang.

"Well, you go and let him in!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

After Lu Fang responded, he immediately left the Qianqing Palace, and after a short time, he saw Yan Song enter the Qianqing Palace under the leadership of Lu Fang.

After Yan Song entered the Qianqing Palace, he knelt on the ground respectfully as before, and said in a deep voice.

"Weichen knocks to see Your Majesty, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Jiajing withdrew his gaze from Yan Song's body, and immediately commanded.

"Well, get up!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

After getting Jiajing's consent, Yan Song slowly got up from the ground.

After that, I saw Jiajing rubbing the dragon head carved on the dragon chair with his hand, and asked.

"Yan Song, I heard that you came this time to send me pickles from the Six Heart Residence?"

When Yan Song heard this, after thinking for a moment, he responded respectfully.

"Your Majesty, Weichen is here to send pickles to your Majesty."

"Boss Zhao of the Six Heart Residence, in order to express his gratitude, specially sent someone to send thirty jars of pickles to Weichen's house, and with so many pickles, Weichen is really blessed."

"Therefore, from these thirty jars of pickles, Weichen has selected the best pickles in nine jars, and I have come to give them to you, Your Majesty!"

After listening to Yan Song's explanation, Jiajing bowed his head slightly, and then continued.

"Well, not bad, Yan Song, you have a heart!"

Hearing this, Yan Song's face suddenly showed gratitude, and he immediately continued.

"Weichen can have today, all rely on His Majesty's support, what is the value of a few jars of pickles?"

"Your Majesty's kindness to Weichen, Weichen can't repay it, Your Majesty, please accept Weichen!"

(End of chapter)