The ancestral hall of the Yan family is actually not in the city, and some of their "old houses" are also outside the city.

But with Yan Keng's identity, if he doesn't live in the city, then no one in this prefecture from the prefect to the county commander of Yinxian County will want to sleep well.

When there was still a considerable distance from the city, Yan Keng and his party ran into the team that came to greet them.

After all, the Duke of North Chen and the Duke of South Yue, these are the two prides of the Yan family, although in essence, the one in the north is just a separate family, but Yan Keng's prestige even the Zong family has to bow his head.

The leader is a young man, who is Yan Ya's concubine.

This is also the way in which the Yue Guo government has implemented its control over the hometown of Ningbo in recent years, that is, each generation sends a concubine to the hometown to preside, but still obeys the orders of Nanjing.

"Is my brother okay?" After the young man saw the ceremony, Yan Keng asked.

"Uncle, my father is all right. In recent years, my father has gradually handed over the affairs of the house to my eldest brother, and he is recuperating with peace of mind, and his health is quite healthy. The young man replied respectfully.

Yan Ya is five years older than Yan Keng, but he has begun to practice Huang Lao's technique more than ten years ago, with a light diet and excellent maintenance, plus there are not many things in Nanjing, so that this elder brother looks younger than his younger brother.

However, this Yue Guogong may not be willing to do this.

After all, he is also a man with big plans.

Having folded an eagle's wings and trapped in a cage can live for many years, but for him, it is not as good as a moment to soar into the sky.

Yan Keng naturally understands his brother's ambitions, but the times are also lucky, what can he do?

He sighed to himself, waved his hand, and motioned for the convoy to leave.

The procession slowly advanced towards Fucheng, while the young man entered the carriage and accompanied Yan Keng to talk.

"Fucheng is basically under our control. The commerce in the city has been completely controlled by us, and the people are provided by the family's shops. ”

"The other big families in the mansion either migrated from one clan to another, or they married with our clan and became a subsidiary clan of our clan."

"The prefect and the prefect from the prefecture basically accepted a few thousand taels of silver with each other, and then they no longer paid attention to what we did. Even if they want to oppress the people, they will be stopped by us.

"There was a corrupt official who did evil, bullied the people, and colluded with the officials of the three divisions so that the people had no way to ask for help. In the end, they found us, but the family acted for heaven and sued him in Nanjing. ”

"There is another one, but he is loyal and capable, he does not collect money, he is unwilling to cooperate with us, and he has to bring us into his management, and Nanjing has transferred him away with a light move of his finger."

"For the sake of him being an honest official, the eldest brother didn't treat him badly, and arranged for him to be the prefect of Nanzhili, which is the most comfortable place in Daming."

Yan Keng nodded slightly.

To tell the truth, the towns under the rule of the Yan family are much better off than the people in the city, and for them, being ruled by the Ming Dynasty is really not as good as being under the rule of the family.

But this is undoubtedly a bit of a blow to Yan Keng, who is trying to govern the world with all his talents and trying to create a prosperous Ming Dynasty.

The prosperous world created by doing his best did not completely make the people happy after all.

He thought with some frustration.

Even if he can control the court in Beijing, what is the use of this for the entire Great Tomorrow? He issued many edicts, but he still failed to create the prosperous world he imagined.

Alas.

Sighing softly, Yan Keng shook his head, he was no longer the head of the cabinet, what did he want to do so much.

The young man saw that he was a little depressed, and with a roll of his eyes he had already guessed his mind, and suddenly he lifted the window of the carriage and said softly:

"Uncle, listen."

I saw that the two sides of the avenue were crowded with people, who stared curiously at the long convoy and asked each other which big man was here.

When he learned that this was the team of Chen Guogong of the Yan family, a voice immediately came from the crowd:

"It's the second son of King Jingping, Lord Chen Guogong!"

"Lord Chen Guogong has a long life!"

"May the great and benevolent people of Chen Guogong be blessed by God!"

"King Jingping originally blessed the Yan family......"

"the child, hurry up and take the child to see Chen Guogong!"

"The husband should be like this!"

The sound was in his ears, which made Yan Keng a little stunned, but also a little relieved.

And the young people also made a timely explanation:

"You care about the people in Beijing, purge the rule of officials, and promulgate many policies that benefit the people, which have also spread to the south, and everyone is very grateful to you by word of mouth."

"You exempt taxes and forced labor, Nanping Luchuan, and provide relief to the victims, so that the people will not be invaded by thieves and robbers, and will not be wiped out by natural disasters."

"You have sent officials to patrol the localities, so that the officials in recent years will not dare to act as recklessly as before, and everyone has lived a good life that they have not lived before."

"You are like the former Zhuge Wuhou who assisted the emperor and brought a rule to the world."

"Everybody said,"

"Da Ming has you, Da Ming is lucky!"

Yan Keng listened, and the haze in his heart gradually dissipated.

Finally, there are still people who remember what he did, and his hard work in Beijing was not in vain.

As far as the eye can see, the streets are full of wine shops and teahouses, and the people are neatly dressed, even though they are not very rich, but their faces are also ruddy, with smiles on their faces, it can be seen that food and clothing are at least worry-free, and there is still hope for life.

Although he did not achieve the rule of the ancient sages, such mountains and rivers have not been in vain for decades.

"Yes, that's good......"

His eyes were a little moist.

……

In the blink of an eye, months have passed.

Yan Keng stood in the courtyard, the breeze blowing through his gray hair and blowing his overlapping wrinkles.

He reached out and took the fallen leaves.

It's autumn, the season when everything is dying......

He sighed softly.

At this time, human life is also as fleeting as falling leaves.

In October of the seventh year of orthodoxy, the Empress Dowager Zhang died.

In the same year, Chen Su, no, Zheng, died in Nanyang, and during his lifetime he rejected his subordinates' suggestion that his son ascend to the throne, insisting that the mainland clan send someone to inherit the position of governor of Luzon.

Leave a Will:

"I must bury my bones in the ancestral land of Yinxian County."

Yan Keng, who learned the news, could only sigh.

He coughed twice, and this Chen Guogong's body was getting more and more rickety.

Perhaps, only my father can get rid of the erosion of these years......

Although his life is wonderful enough, there are no regrets in his eyes.

Eternal life, eternal life.

In November of the ninth year of orthodoxy, Yan Keng died suddenly in his hometown in Ningbo.

The orthodox emperor is very compassionate, and the history records: "The emperor wept and dropped out of the dynasty for ten days." ”

Confession:

Chungwu.

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