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Chapter 341 On the way

The canal is the most convenient to go up and down to the south, but not all ships can go smoothly. The size of the ship, civilian ships, merchant ships, and official ships will affect the speed. Even the official ships must look at the size of the head.

However, Qian Yuan's ship is quite famous. It was greeted by Prince Yu himself. Gao Gong's brother Gao Jie was appointed as the right commander of the Nanjing Censorate and the admiral of Caojiang. With this background, the official ship went straight to Nanjing and the Chaoguan in various places was released as soon as possible.

The huge cabin is two floors above and below, and the guards are located below. Several mothers, maids and Qian Yuan and his wife are on the second floor.

After lifting the curtains and taking a look, Qian Yuan hung up the curtains, "After Linqing, I don't need a boatman."

Shortly after leaving Beijing, the canal became difficult to pass and had to hire a boatman. This job was gone in later generations, and Xiao Qi was soft-hearted and could not stand it.

Xiaoqi turned his head and saw that the densely packed boats on the river outside were dazzling. The men on the shore, the slightly larger carriage, the minor officials shouting loudly, and the whip waving, were in a mess.

"This is the most demanding Linqing Chaoguan on the canal." Qian Yuan said expressionlessly: "A merchant ship without background will lose everything if it accidentally."

This north-south canal was the major artery of the Ming Dynasty and was very, very important, but this major artery often had problems, and the biggest problem was naturally the Yellow River.

The Yellow River has been flooding for thousands of years, and Qian Yuan is not a water conservancy student, so he has no good idea about it. What he is considering is how many people this Grand Canal feeds?

There are tens of thousands of canals, countless merchants going south and north, and a large number of officials attached to the canal to suck blood. Most importantly, there are hundreds of thousands and millions of people on both sides of the canal.

These cities that I heard about were Dezhou, Tai'an, Liaocheng, Linqing, and Zaozhuang in Shandong. They were not well-known in later generations, but they were all famous by the canal in the Ming Dynasty and merchants gathered.

How much pressure does Qian Yuan have to face if he wants to change the canal transportation to sea transportation? Qian Yuan shook his head slightly, which is almost impossible to complete.

Even if it is just a sea-transporting grain, the canal still serves as a commercial function between the north and the south. Just think about it... The most important thing for the canal is to transport grain from the canal. It can transport grain from the sea. The Ministry of Revenue is willing to spend so much money to repair the canal every year?

Unless it is the moment of life and death decision... this thought flashed through Qian Yuan's mind, and it is not the time to consider those things.

"Come on the plate?" Qian Yuan asked with a smile.

"Come on!" Xiaoqi hummed angrily, asked Qingwen to take out the Go board and carefully put a black piece.

Qian Yuan didn't want to go on his own. In just two minutes, "Don't think about it, you lost again."

"where?"

"Here...one step, two steps, three steps...two steps...two consecutive four." Qian Yuan sighed, "Invincible is so lonely."

Although I don’t know anything at the moment, Qian Yuan is sure that this time on the boat will be the most leisurely day in the future. He will play chess, chat, create people, and give them to gods every day.

Seeing that Xiaoqi was still angry while bulging his mouth, Qian Yuan smiled and said, "You were too well-behaved in middle school, so you didn't play Goji?"

"Okay, okay, you can choose whatever you want, or play mahjong... The Three Kingdoms Kill is too advanced, play forty."

Ten days later, the official ship passed by Xuzhou, Suqian, Huai'an, and Yangzhou. When he arrived in Zhenjiang, Qian Yuan finally received a letter from Beijing.

Two letters, one is my uncle Qian Zheng, and the other is Xu Wei in Suiyuan.

Qian Zheng's letter did not mention much, but said that Emperor Jiajing had ordered that Lu Shusheng would be reinstated and serve as the Hanlin clerk and the Imperial College Priest.

This old man has been back to Huating for mourning for more than four years since he returned to Huating for mourning.

Qian Yuan knew it in his mind. Yan Song recommended Lu Shusheng, but Xu Jie did not object, but later some people proposed other candidates, such as Yuan Wei and Li Chunfang, who wrote Qing Ci for Emperor Jiajing in Xiyuan. These two were also veteran Hanlin, and Lu Shusheng had no advantages.

But the lottery still fell on Lu Shusheng's head... Qian Zheng, who was far away in Beijing, couldn't help but think, his father-in-law got back, what role did his nephew play in it?

Qian Yuan sneered and turned the letter back. Yuan Wei didn't know very well, but he knew very well that Li Chunfang was a swaying guy, but he should have something to do with Xu Jie in private. Although Xu Jie didn't say anything, he should have recommended Li Chunfang.

Later, when Xu Jie retired during the Longqing period, he took over as the chief minister, Li Chunfang, and Xu Jie, who killed his ex-boy... How could he keep an enemy instead of his own?

However, Qian Yuan is far away in the southeast, and Xu Jie is beyond his reach to reach out. He pondered for a moment and then opened Xu Wei's letter.

After a quick glance, a smug smile appeared on Qian Yuan's face, which attracted Xiaoqi from not far away to look over.

"Have you picked up the baby?"

"What nonsense?" Qian Yuan folded the letter paper and put it away. "I caught a few crucian carp last night. Make some fish soup. This is a serious wild crucian carp."

"Isn't there a fat-headed fish? I want to eat chopped pepper fish head!"

"Grandma, I really haven't chopped peppers anymore. I asked you to finish everything you eat a few days ago. You have to use chopped peppers for whatever you eat!" Qian Yuan said with a bitter face: "I haven't bought this kind of chopped pepper yet, so I'd better drink crucian carp soup."

"There are many thorns..." Xiaoqi pouted and shook his head, "Then... want to eat potato cakes."

Qian Yuan walked over with an expressionless face and reached out to grab Xiaoqi's nose, "I still want to eat roasted sweet potatoes!"

"Hey, there's also corn cob..."

"I also want to eat fried peanuts."

"Scrambled tomato eggs... This kind of dish that was everywhere in the past life is now impossible to eat..." Xiaoqi hugged Qian Yuan pitifully, "Can you go find a tomato?"

Qian Yuan hugged Xiaoqi with his back hand and said kindly: "Dear, please find me a plate of sunflower seeds first."

Seeing Xiao Qi's depressed expression, Qian Yuan comforted: "Hold on, I've asked someone to look for it."

"real?"

"A few years ago in Hangzhou, Ningbo, I met Yang Wen. He brought the peppers to the mainland. There were sunflower seeds, but unfortunately I didn't plant them."

"It was he who brought it in in history?"

"I don't know, probably not." Qian Yuan thought for a while, "As early in Hangzhou, I asked Yang Wen to let the news out. This time I went back to the southeast and asked him to ask. Maybe once I arrived in Hangzhou, I could eat corn cobs and roasted sweet potatoes..."

I personally cooked a pot of crucian carp milk soup, Keqing and Xiren fryed a few more vegetarian dishes, Qian Yuan greeted Xiaoqi for dinner... and said she refused, but she drank the most crucian carp soup!

After having dinner, the woman finished cleaning up and asked Xiangling to make a pot of tea. Qian Yuan took out Xu Wei's letter again and looked carefully and then.

What does your wish come true?

That's it.

Almost all expectations and arrangements have achieved their goal perfectly.

On the second day after Qian Yuan left Beijing, the lion cat in Xiyuan died. Emperor Jiajing burst into tears in grief and made a golden coffin on the top of Wanshou Mountain. He ordered Zhu Hanlin in Xiyuan to write lyrics to salvation.

Keeping in mind the instructions of Qian Yuan, Xu Wei immediately wrote a sentence in his article, "The lion turns into a dragon", Emperor Jiajing was overjoyed.

What did Qian Yuan instruct Xu Wei?

First, shameless.

Second, persist.

Third, insist on shamelessness.

I want to beat Yuan Wei in front of Emperor Jiajing. Li Chunfang has so many people, so I insist that I am shameless... I have a chance of winning.

History has turned a small turn here. This time, Yuan Wei should have made a head stand out, and then he was immediately promoted to the Right Minister of Rites by Emperor Jiajing.

There was no problem with Xu Wei, and Zhu Dashou was even more successful. Emperor Jiajing had ordered the restoration of daily lectures in the imperial examinations. Of course, he would not suffer. He ordered the Hanlin Academy to select four Japanese lecturers to be King Yu and King Jing to teach. Among them, Tang Ruji, Zhang Juzheng, and Zhu Dashou were all successfully selected. The remaining person was Pan Sheng, the second-in-command of the palace examination in the 20th year of Jiajing. This person had a great friendship with Xu Wei and had also come to Suiyuan several times to be a guest.

Qian Yuan raised his fingers and tapped the table. Zhu Dashou's name was prepared in front of King Yu and Gao Gong. As long as there was no major problem, such as Yan Song suddenly died, Zhu Dashou should have more advantages than Zhang Juzheng.

Xu Wei wrote nearly a thousand words, but he didn't say a few things in total... He really knows how to count words!

Seeing the end, Qian Yuan's mouth showed a playful smile. Emperor Jiajing issued an order, and former Minister of Personnel Li Mo reduced his official position to the people.

Lu Bing was still a little capable and rescued the teacher. Interestingly, he was released from prison the day before and Li Mo walked out of Beijing the next day, cautiously shaking his body and being very good!

You should know that Li Mo died of illness in his previous life, and Qian Yuan was probably really the one who took Yan Shifan.

Of course, Qian Yuan also made a personal favor.

"Young Master, let's take a rest?" Keqing whispered.

Qian Yuan turned his head and looked at the bright moonlight shining on the river surface, and a trembling silver light made him look very bakery.

"Wait a little longer, get the pen, ink, paper and ink."
Chapter completed!
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