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Yan Song shook his head slightly, got up and walked to Yan Shifan's side, kindly stroked Yan Shifan's back, and said: "Wu'er, don't be resentful, don't bow down like this, you used to scold Fang Xuan in front of your father, and when you encounter setbacks, you bow down and salute, so stretching is not wise." If you want to be as you dream, you need to have the courage to move forward, and at the same time, you need to have in-depth and comprehensive planning.

"The most important thing for you to do now is not to carve up the business of the fifth Tao with those wild men in the rivers and lakes, your building will be anticlimactic, and you have not really established the expected prestige in the rivers and lakes, although you can take advantage of the situation to suppress people to save face, but what you borrowed is never your own. In the past few days, you have to visit the builders in Beijing, first repair your moon building, don't be as restrained and gorgeous as before, do those hidden means to amaze the four, get straight to the point, and stand still, this is the confidence and arrogance of the leader. Then, the 'Yuedan Commentary' that you mentioned earlier and want to start arranging at the end of the year will also start first, creating a lasting momentum, and you can only stand on a high point and overlook those wild robbers when you participate in the Split Dream Villa in the future, which is the real prestige and trust in the public. ”

After Yan Shifan listened to Yan Song's words, he only felt as if there was a morning bell and dusk drum in his ears and heart, which was deafening. I can't help but feel a little bitter in my heart, my father is still so wise, and I am really a little ......

Yan Shifan shook his head to the ground: "My son is taught! Thank you, father." ”

Yan Song's eyes blazing over Yan Shifan's hand: "Wu'er should not worry about his appearance, even though the world is good at judging people by their appearance, but judging people by their appearance is only for a while, and convincing people with wisdom is a lifetime." ”

Yan Song retreated from the attic window of the study, looked at the starry sky and said: "The old man and Wu'er should be the two brightest stars in the night sky! For the Father's patience, my son should be more helpful to the Father. ”

Yan Shifan nodded and said: "Yes, the son followed his father's instructions, and from time to time according to the emperor's instructions to write green words to the emperor. ”

Yan Song sighed lightly and said, "From next month, you don't have to give a message to Your Majesty again." ”

Yan Shifan asked puzzledly, "Dare to ask my father, why is this?"

Yan Song sighed heavily again and said, "In the future, your Qingzi style will become more mature, and you will copy it for the good of your father, and present it to Your Majesty." ”

Yan Shifan's eyes flickered as he looked at Yan Song, and Yan Song looked at the clear blue night sky silently.

Yan Shifan looked up along Yan Song's gaze, saw the bright moon that was looking at the sun (sixteen), and suddenly said: "Father is conspiring, son is impressed!"

Yan Song heard that the corners of his mouth were hooked, and he said softly: "You can understand that the painstaking work of your father is the best." I thought about my father, and I did want you to focus on the court, but after today's events last night, my father feels that the rivers and lakes are the places where you can really display your ambitions. This time, the moon building was repaired, and all the silver used was withdrawn from the house, which can be regarded as a small compensation for your father. ”

Yan Shifan's head can be regarded as responding to his father's "favor". Together with Yan Song, he began to concentrate on appreciating this rare moonlight.

"If you have an idea in your mind, go for it, and you have to grasp it yourself. Yan Song gave an eviction order.

Yan Shifan retreated from the study in response, pondered for a moment in his small courtyard, called the servants, and "learned" Yan Song's many books and sent the servants out overnight.

There was no other word for the night, and early the next morning, Yan Shifan finished washing, instructed the waiting servant to say a few words, and safely took out a good horse from the Western Regions from the stable, straddled up, and ran eastward.

Yan Shifan rode his horse for only a moment, and he had already come to Zhengyangmen Street (Qianmen Street), which was full of people and was prosperous. Due north, the dark blue tiles of the tall Zhengyang Gatehouse shine brightly in the light of the early summer sun.

Yan Shifan lived in front of a three-storey restaurant, it was not a meal at this time, the hall of the restaurant was empty, and the welcoming guest at the door was humming a little song with a dog's tail in his mouth, scrubbing the couplets on the face of the door.

When the welcoming Xiao Er heard the sound of horses' hooves, he looked back and looked at it, and immediately put on a bright smile from the inside out, and greeted loudly: "Yan Gongzi is here, the private room is ready, come, the little one will lead the horse to the backyard for you, it is all good forage." ”

Yan Shifan nodded with satisfaction, walked into the store quickly, and walked out of the shopkeeper at the counter when he heard the words, "Yan Gongzi." ”

"Later, a few friends will come to me, make a good feast, and take out my altar of bamboo leaves and green for preparation." In addition, I don't want to pick up guests on the third floor today, and I also bother the shopkeeper to personally help with the things at the table. ”

The people who can be the shopkeeper in the restaurant on Zhengyangmen Street are naturally exquisite, and the shopkeeper is also familiar with some of Yan Shifan's temperament, so he immediately promised: "Yan Gongzi rest assured, today I will definitely wait for the banquet of Yan Gongzi and his friends." ”

Yan Shifan nodded with a smile, took out a silver ticket with a denomination of three hundred taels from his arms, stretched out his arms lightly, and sent it to the shopkeeper.

When the shopkeeper saw the amount of the silver ticket, he was taken aback and was about to refuse, but when he raised his eyes and saw Yan Shifan's burning gaze, he knew that Yan Shifan was going to sell a favor to himself in order to feel at ease, and it was not good to disobey the wishes of this old patron, so the shopkeeper respectfully took the silver ticket with both hands and shook it again.

Yan Shifan said "um" with satisfaction, raised his legs and walked up the stairs of the restaurant, and suddenly fell: "The banquet will be held at two o'clock in the afternoon, so I bothered." ”

The shopkeeper promised again, and he was a little confused about Yan Shifan's attitude today, and he was polite and arrogant for a while. The shopkeeper sighed in his heart, shook his head, straightened out his spirits, and trotted all the way to the back kitchen to order the preparation of dishes, after all, today's top priority will only be Yan Shifan's luncheon.

The morning is always the easiest to pass, Yan Shifan ate a few pieces of watermelon, to cool off the heat, in the Accord to look at the pedestrians on the road, last year just opened the imperial examination, when the Zhengyang Gate was really shoulder to shoulder, waving sleeves to cover the sun, but this year there is no meeting, but I can't see that grand scene.

Thinking of the imperial examination, Yan Shifan's heart was a little gloomy, he took off the mask on his face and rubbed it on his face. The world judges people by their appearance, they are born with diseases, blind at one eye, slightly fat and ugly, and it is never difficult to enter the circle of real readers, so they can only think to themselves, and use their father's shadow to make a difference in the court, even if they can be appreciated by Jiajing with green words, but because of their ugly appearance, they can only be a ghostwriter, and they can't become a Kunpeng who can show their ambitions in the court.

Thinking in his heart, Yan Shifan's eyes gradually moved away from the street, looking at the majestic and cold Shuntian Mansion from afar, the charm of Sijiu City made countless heroes and heroes, literati and bend their waists, so that how many emperors and generals from the past and present have appeared here. Do you really want to go to the far distance of the rivers and lakes, although you are in the imperial Kyoto, you will never be able to touch the height of the temple?

The knock on the door sounded, and Yan Shifan's thoughts were instantly pulled back to the restaurant on Zhengyangmen Street, hurriedly put on a mask, stabilized his mind, and said, "Come in." “

"The East Building (Yan Shifan) is indeed very interested, and after a major event, you can still have leisure and elegance to invite Chu to a banquet on Zhengyangmen Street, which is really a hero. “