After lunch together, everyone except Xu Wei, who had been staying in Suiyuan for more than half a year, said goodbye and left.

Xu Wei rarely went out with a wink today and left Suiyuan to Qian Yuan and his wife.

Qian Yuan and Xiaoqi sat in the main hall, Qian Mansion, and the officials of the Suiyuan went up to pay their respects to each other. The guards were the last group. Although dozens of people did not carry weapons and stood in a respectful manner, a momentum that made people dare not look at them came to their faces.

"Old Wang is back." Qian Yuan waved his hand and said to Xiaoqi: "Yang Wen, Zhang San are all named, and Lao Wang is the leader of the guard."

Wang Yi, who was nearly forty years old, knelt down on one knee and looked a little tired, "Young master, young lady, the young man entered the city the day before yesterday."

Xiaoqi looked at Qian Yuan in surprise. Since he was the leader of the guard team, he should be Qian Yuan’s confidant. He came back the day before yesterday, but he only appeared now.

Qian Yuan squinted his eyes and looked at Wang Yi carefully, and smiled and said, "What's the northwest?"

"Shang Hao, thank you Young Master." Although Wang Yi didn't talk much on weekdays, he was not a dull person and was very good at speaking. However, today he was so proud of his words, which attracted Yang Wen to see it.

Since three years ago, Qian Yuan has asked a caravan to send silver, cloth and other items to Hanzhong every six months. Zeng Xian's widow always replied to thank him.

"I left Beijing tomorrow. I said before, keep ten guards, Liu Hong presided over the leadership." Qian Yuan stood up and explained, then looked at Wang Yi, "Old Wang, accompany me out."

What should be packed up long ago, and there are not many things left. Xiao Qi, the lazy woman... had not even opened the dowry box, and most of them were sent directly to the warehouse, leaving a small part with her.

"Those guards are so scary." Qingwen patted her chest, "It is said that they all have several lives on her hands."

"The name of the elite guards of our Qian family resounds throughout the Southeast." Xiangling likes to argue with Qingwen the most, "How many lives are you? You underestimate them too much!"

"Okay, okay." Keqing poured a cup of tea for Xiaoqi, "It's all for the rest of the mansion, but the guards are extremely strict."

Xiaoqi nodded indifferently, looked around and walked into the study. Keqing and Xiangling both stopped outside the door and grabbed Xiren and Qingwen.

"The young master has told me that the young grandma should go anywhere." Keqing lowered his head and said, "But the study, the servants and others are not allowed to enter."

Xiaoqi looked around in surprise and flipped through it. He didn't see anything special, but saw a few broken poems.

The study room was not big, and after a walk around, Xiaoqi became interested in a sword hanging on the wall. He pulled it out and took a look. The sword body was dim and even had some green rust, and he immediately lost interest.

...

Although he was riding a horse, Qian Yuan stopped before he left the west of the city, turned over and dismounted, held the reins in his hand, looked back and Wang Yi followed.

Qian Yuan spoke slowly, "Last year, he entered Beijing, and three days later, Yan Shifan invited him to the banquet. He had a great chat and stayed for seven hours."

"After that, more people from the Yan Party were in contact with me, such as Tang Ruji, Dong Fen, Bai Qichang, and Zhao Wenhua, and even the two girls Keqing and Xiangling were sent by Tang Ruji."

"On the third day of the Lunar New Year, I will visit you and Yan Fenyi will give me the treasure."

Qian Yuan turned his head and looked at Wang Yi who was half a step behind, "What do you want to say?"

"Or Mrs. Zeng refused the money and cloth that she sent this time?"

"Or, Wang Yi, you, think Qian Zhan has been attached to the Yan Party and should leave quietly?"

Wang Yi was silent for a while and said dryly: "It's not the old lady."

"That's you." Qian Yuan stopped, looked at the gatekeeper who had already found the group of people coming towards him, and turned his head and said softly: "Mr. Zeng is so wronged that he is so wronged? Avenge Zeng Gong? How do you choose?"

Wang Yi was confused for a moment. Qian Yuan had analyzed several times that Zeng Xian actually died in the battle between Yan Song and Xia Yan, and was a victim. The direct fuse was Qiu Luan's false accusation, and Yan Shifan was the one who gave the advice.

It is Mrs. Zeng’s greatest wish to be sad and grieved is Mrs. Zeng’s greatest wish, but in Wang Yi and Wang Huan who still remains in Hanzhong, it is as important to avenge Zeng Xian.

Wang Yi had a flash of inspiration in his mind and blurted out: "Only children can do multiple-choice questions!"

"Haha, you can learn from others' wisdom!" Qian Yuan laughed and nodded, "Give you this opportunity, wait."

Wang Yi was stunned for a moment, regardless of the gatehouse that had already walked close to him, suddenly knelt on his knees and kowtowed three times.

Yan Song is the most famous white-faced treacherous minister in Chinese history, and Xu Jie is not a good thing either... But Yan Shifan is a damn guy.

Although they have similar smells, although they hit it off at first sight, and have been in contact so far, Qian Yuan has released a lot of kindness because he is aware of the huge power of the Yan Party.

But Qian Yuan knew very well that Yan Shifan had a way to die, whether it was for Xia Yan, Zeng Xian, Yang Jisheng, and Shen Lian in the future, and Nie Bao, who died ten years earlier than history...

"Qian Hanlin, the prince is already waiting."

"Mr. Gao has arrived, and I'm waiting for you."

"Get up." Qian Yuan leaned over and patted Wang Yi on the shoulder, then turned around and said, "Please lead the way."

This is the last thing Qian Yuan wants to do, to say goodbye to King Yu.

The partial hall of Prince Yu’s Mansion.

King Yu sat in the main seat, took a sip of tea, shook his head and said, "It is worthy of being the Longjing in the Ming Dynasty, and it is worthy of its reputation!"

"Zhan Cai left Beijing, I'm afraid he won't be as good as this in the future." Gao Gong looked reluctant. Everyone has weaknesses. This old man has the best tea. Most of the Mingqian Longjing collected by Qian Yuan have filled in this pit.

"If it goes well, you will be back this year, right?" King Yu looked at Qian Yuan with a gaze. Now the Qian family restaurant King Yu is not in possession, but Qian Yuan promised to come up with someone to make a recipe and let the servants of Prince Yu's mansion open a hot pot restaurant.

"It is said that he moved to Taizhou?" Gao Gong learned the details from Qian Zheng. "Tan Lun and Tan Zili are very good at tactics. Taizhou Prefecture is shaky but never falls. Zhan Cai relaxes his mind."

After a pause, Gao Gongcai explained to the confused King Yu: "Tan Lun, whose courtesy name is Zili, was a Jinshi in the 23rd year of Jiajing. He served as the ruling of Fangsi of the Ministry of War. In the 32nd year of Jiajing, he served as the magistrate of Taizhou. He was in charge of the anti-Japanese war. He was proficient in military tactics, and was also extremely courageous, brave and knowledgeable. He was Zhan Cai's uncle."

"In terms of military strategy, it is not inferior to that of Sui'an Gong." Qian Yuan seemed to be shameless in boasting to his relatives, while Gao Gong and King Yu were speechless.

Sui'an Gong refers to Yang Yiqing, the most famous civil minister in the middle of the Ming Dynasty.

Qian Yuan was speechless, he was talking about the facts, and Tan Lun was really no worse than Yang Yiqing!

King Yu's interest is still in money. "Zhancai, the pancreas you sent last time is very easy to use. I asked the servants to go out and ask. It is much easier to use than on the market, and it is also fragrant and should be very easy to sell."

Tsk, it was all the evils that Zhu Yuanzhang, who was born poor, not only did the officials below search and search for money, but even the emperors behind him looked at the silver and their eyes shone.

The current Emperor Jiajing also has such virtues. Later generations say that Jiajing is the de facto Minister of Revenue, so he is very angry with the Japanese in the Southeast... The Southeastern silver cannot be given.

Moreover, Emperor Jiajing repeatedly ignored the court officials' curse and forced himself to collect silver from Taicang. His grandson Wanli often did this, so-called "the upper part uses a piece of paper to collect silver from Taicang."

But Qian Yuan did not answer this question, but changed the topic, "Your Highness, do you know what is the most important thing now?"

King Yu looked confused.

"Sons." Qian Yuan said seriously: "Even if Your Majesty insists on the vacancy of the East Palace, as long as Your Highness has a son, the one who is the one who is in charge of the great treasure in the future will not have a chance for others."

King Yu leaned on the back of the chair in a frustration, "How can one not know that the children are important...but this kind of thing can only be done by God."

"Manpower can defeat nature!" Gao Gong frowned and said, "Can you know Wanmizhai?"

"Who is this?"

"A famous doctor in Huguang is proficient in gynecology and pediatrics." Gao Gong couldn't speak halfway, and King Yu's face looked very ugly.

Qian Yuan smiled and smoothed out the situation: "It's not necessary to find a famous doctor. Your Highness, great blessings and descendants come as soon as they say..."

Before he finished speaking, the sound of rapid footsteps sounded. A maid rushed in hurriedly, stopped outside by the guards, jumped and reported loudly.

"Prince, Prince, Prince, the princess is pregnant, the princess is pregnant!"

"What!" King Yu jumped up at first and then looked at Qian Yuan, who was also stunned.
Chapter completed!