The shrimps rolled in the boiling hot pot, and the beef and mutton they put in was so old that they could not eat. Qian Yuan, who had enough food and drink, leaned on the back of the chair, listening leisurely to Zhao Wenhua's chattering opposite him.

For Zhao Wenhua, a three-level Jinshi, the Minister of Works, has already achieved his goal and has made enough money in recent years... Yan Song knew that he could not retreat, and Yan Shifan felt that he did not need to retreat, but Zhao Wenhua had been thinking about his way out.

Qian Yuan keenly heard that Zhao Wenhua could only be considered respectful to his godfather Yan Song, but he was afraid of Yan Shifan. He knew that if he wanted to retreat now, he would definitely be Yan Shifan the first to jump out and kill him, and this little cabinet master also had such ability.

"Don't make merit here. Wang Bengu is from Xu Huating. I know if you don't send a letter." Qian Yuan said lazily: "You have no credit for speaking."

"Shancai, Zhancai..." Zhao Wenhua wiped the sweat from his forehead. "At the beginning of the year, Li Shiyan recommended Ruan E as the governor of Zhejiang. Originally, Yan Shifan intended to summon Wu Baipeng to Beijing as the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, but it was my brother who was dissuaded."

"This time Jiaxing is in ruins, and the first contribution is to show you the talent, followed by Wu Baipeng. Brother Yu has helped more or less."

Qian Yuan played with the wine cup in his hand and said casually: "Brother Meicun, what can I do as a censor, the censor, go to or from the Minister of Works?"

"You Zhao Yuanzhi is now the highest official position among the Yan Party except Fenyi. Once you leave, there will inevitably be chaos in the court. Huating and Fenyi's dispute. Do you still want to keep it alone?"

"No, no, no, not now." Zhao Wenhua breathed heavily, "Resign now, Yan Donglou will take me..."

Qian Yuan continued with a smile: "But when the Yan Party is defeated, Brother Meicun is afraid that he will not be able to retreat even if he wants to..."

Zhao Wenhua obviously understood this sentence, his face was pale and his whole body was trembling.

Once Yan Song loses power or dies suddenly, Yan Shifan is naturally the core of the Yan Party. However, the problem is that Yan Shifan is not a Jinshi, and the left assistant minister of the Ministry of Works has come to an end, otherwise it would not be Zhao Wenhua's turn to serve as the Minister of Works.

Dong Fen and Tang Ruji are still inexperienced, and the leader of Yan Party on the surface must be Zhao Wenhua, the Minister of Works, one of the nine ministers.

Being pushed up to compete with Xu Jie... Zhao Wenhua really has no confidence.

Well, even if Xia Yan's death was counted on Yan Song back then, wouldn't there be a three-sided general system Zeng Mian?

It just happened to let Zhao Wenhua take over... By then, Zhao Wenhua had no choice but to advance and could not retreat, and he really could only wait to die.

In fact, Qian Yuan also understood that Zhao Wenhua meant that he wanted to say good things in front of King Yu and Gao Gong. At the critical moment, he might be able to escape.

But how could Qian Yuan agree?!

Not to mention anything else, let alone the shrewd Gao Gong, even King Yu would inevitably doubt the relationship between Qian Yuan and Yan Party.

"Zhancai, as long as you can escape safely, Brother Yu is willing to give away 50%... No! 70% of the family property!" Zhao Wenhua left the seat and begged hard, "In the past two years, Brother Yu has been hiding everything and just counting."

"Hey, Brother Meicun, don't be anxious, sit down." Qian Yuan waved his hand and said with a smile: "70%... how much is it?"

"Five...Six hundred thousand taels!"

"There are still thousands of acres of fertile land around Cixi..."

Zhao Wenhua gritted his teeth and said, "A look at Huang Gongwang's "Fuchun Mountain Residence"!"

Qian Yuan had no expression on his face, but he was shocked. The "Fuchun Mountain Residence" of the top ten famous paintings!

Qian Yuan was interested in these things in his previous life, and his knowledge was extensive, but he didn't study them deeply. He remembered that "Fuchun Mountain Residence" was once collected by Shen Zhou, and later burned into two pieces in the Qing Dynasty.

Most of the famous paintings handed down from generation to generation have a rough fate. If you have the chance, Qian Yuan would have the intention to collect them, but this is secondary.

Although Zhao Wenhua made an appointment with Qian Yuan today, the latter was actually determined to meet him, so he naturally had a plan and would not be led by Zhao Wenhua.

"The Zhao family in Cixi is also a prominent family in Ningbo. They have a lot of land and a beautiful girl." Qian Yuan said slowly: "No one of the fathers and grandparents of Meicun Gong has fame, so how can they save such a thing?"

Zhao Wenhua was stunned for a moment and asked tentatively: "When the Minister of Revenue Fang Dun wrote a letter to open a ban on trade in the sea... Is it behind the scenes?"

This guy's mind was quick and he immediately found the key point. Like other Ningbo tribes, the Zhao family in Cixi was also a maritime merchant. As early as the Hongzhi and Zhengde period, there were several maritime merchants in Ningbo.

"The Japanese pirates are in chaos. Now the Zhao family still has seven or eight sea boats, and they are handed over all!"

Zhao Wenhua reacted quickly, and passed the past and the following things in his mind, and accurately judged that Qian Yuan would probably think about the direction of opening a ban on trade in the sea this time.

"My Mercun Gong misunderstood. What are you going to do with those sea boats?" Qian Yuan had a gentle attitude, "and he wanted to bring the Zhao family in Cixi to make a fortune."

Zhao Wenhua fell silent, and his eyes flashed at Qian Yuan. He was not sure about the meaning of this sentence... Qian Yuan was recognized as Jian Zai Di Xin, recognized as the leader of Suiyuan, and recognized as the confidant of King Yu. King Yu took Gao Gong to Suiyuan to eat hot pot without any concealment.

Qian Yuan asked with a smile: "It is said that there is a fine wine in Meicun called Baihuaxian Wine, which can prolong life?"

Zhao Wenhua swallowed and nodded stiffly.

Regarding Zhao Wenhua, there are three main impressions of him in later generations. One is the one who wrongly killed Zhang Jing and Li Tianchong, the other is the one who died strangely, and it is suspected to be poisoned, and the third is the one who is the Baihua Immortal Wine.

It is said that Zhao Wenhua bypassed Yan Song and presented the Hundred Flowers Immortal Wine to Emperor Jiajing. After Emperor Jiajing was overjoyed, he questioned Yan Song. Zhao Wenhua was neglected by Yan Song because of this. Later, he found his godmother to blow the pillow and then became favored again.

This godmother is naturally Yan Song's wife Ouyang. This old lady is an expert in husband-taught. Yan Song, a powerful figure, never took a concubine in his life. In the end, the only one who can defeat her may be Emperor Hongzhi's wife, Queen Zhang.

"How is Mrs. Ouyang's health?" Qian Yuan leaned forward, still smiling on his face, and what he said made Zhao Wenhua shudder.

"Yuanfu and his wife are in love with each other, and they are admirable." Qian Yuan sighed: "But Yuanfu is old, and there are few prime ministers throughout the ages. Fortunately, Brother Donglou helps him... By the way, remember that Mrs. Ouyang is even older than Yuanfu?"

"Yes, one and a half years older." Zhao Wenhua said softly.

After a long silence, Qian Yuan looked around and said, "From today, the yellow room will no longer be in, and only one person from Meicun Gong will be welcomed."

Looking at Zhao Wenhua with his head down, Qian Yuan stood up and walked a few steps, "If there is any news, you can deliver it to Liu Hong."

Seeing that Qian Yuan was about to push the door out, Zhao Wenhua stood up in panic, "Zhancai..."

"Brother Meicun is not a stupid person, can't you understand?" Qian Yuan pushed the door without looking back, leaving Zhao Wenhua alone.

Although Qian Yuan’s statement was obscure, how could Zhao Wenhua, an old bureaucrat who had been in the court for decades, not understand.

Yan Song lost power or died of illness, and Zhao Wenhua was worried. If he wanted to run away, he would probably be killed by Yan Shifan.

But if Yan Song is good and Yan Shifan gets out... Then Zhao Wenhua will have much more room to operate.

Qian Yuan said it clearly. Throughout history, there were few prime ministers. Yan Song was too old. If Yan Shifan hadn't supported him behind his back, he would not have been able to read the official documents every day.

Therefore, if Ouyang died of illness, Yan Song would definitely be greatly hit, and Yan Shifan would have to return to Jiangxi to mourn for three years. In this case, Zhao Wenhua would have the possibility of retreating, and there were sufficient reasons... You are not here, Xu Jie can bully people, and I, the Minister of Works, were driven away...

Zhao Wenhua held each other's hands, and the palms were wet.

When I first met a few years ago, I was a civil and military strategist and thought this was Zhou Gongjin!

That night at the foot of Linping Mountain, I went straight in with my own sword, with courage and knowledge, thinking that this was Xu Yuanzhi.

Today, Zhao Wenhua saw clearly that this is Jia Wenhe!

Although Ouyang is old, he is in good health, at least better than Yan Song... Qian Yuan’s implication is that if you want to retire, Zhao Wenhua, you have to do your own things and have enough food and clothing.

The door was not closed, and the howling cold wind blew on Zhao Wenhua's face standing in the room. It was really separated by eight-petal bones of the top beam, and seven thousand ice and snow poured in!
Chapter completed!