As soon as the words came out, everyone present fell silent, except Yan Shifan who kept shaking his fan. He sneered and said: "You see, I understand, I am much more decisive."
Luo Longwen was still confused, but Yan Maoqing sighed heavily.
Yan Song's expression remained unchanged, he just looked at Luo Longwen and asked, "Do you know what to say to your Excellency and Your Majesty?"
Luo Longwen came to his senses and immediately held up his hands and said: "I came here after asking for more information. According to the eunuch in the palace, Mr. He sent your majesty a rare treasure called the Nine Dragon Cup."
"Your Majesty is very happy. Not only did he give you food, but he also gave you wine to drink with you."
"Halfway through drinking, Mr. He felt unwell and needed to go home to take medicine. His Majesty also gave him a shoulder to leave the palace, and even asked Eunuch Wei to take Mr. He home."
"Are you given a shoulder bag to leave the palace?" Yan Song was stunned.
Yan Shifan on the side also heard what he was interested in, and his fat body stood up from the chair: "Kowloon Cup? Didn't you say that this thing has been gone for a long time? Where did He Shen get it?"
Luo Longwen smiled bitterly and said: "I don't know where this Nine Dragon Cup comes from, but this thing is magically tight, and your Majesty likes it very much."
"The emperor likes it very much?"
Yan Shifan was startled: "This thing is rare, but it's not that valuable, right? Is the emperor so easy to fool?"
Luo Longwen and Yan Maoqing secretly curled their lips, something worth nearly ten thousand taels of silver is not that valuable to you?
Yan Song ignored these words, but sighed quietly: "This time He Shen walked in front of me..."
Even if this traveling by shoulder to shoulder is only temporary, it will make many ministers envious.
Because this represents the emperor's attitude and his tendency.
Yan Shifan also woke up immediately, straightened up and said: "Dad, in this case, let's also give something to the emperor?"
Yan Song frowned and rubbed the teacup on the table with his old hands, hesitating.
Luo Longwen and Yan Maoqing looked at each other secretly, knowing that this was another battle between heaven and man in Prime Minister Yan's heart.
Yan Shifan looked at Yan Song behind the table speechlessly: "Dad, how much is something like the Kowloon Cup worth? Didn't you just say that you should pay attention to the emperor? Did you forget it as soon as you turned around?"
"What do you know!"
Yan Song glared at him: "One porridge and one meal are hard-earned! I have told you a long time ago that you must be frugal on weekdays! Have you ever listened to me carefully!"
"Guangzhou mansion, delicacies from the mountains and sea, gorgeous clothes and beautiful clothes, and beautiful maids! Yan Shifan, if you had listened to me earlier, you would have saved as much money as you need to send His Majesty the Kowloon Cup!"
Yan Shifan curled his lips speechlessly, not arguing, and just sat on the chair without moving.
But if you get closer, you can still hear his whisper: "I lived a hard life when I didn't have money, and I still live a hard life when I have money. So if I don't use it, will all my money be wasted?"
When Luo Longwen and Yan Maoqing saw that Prime Minister Yan was going to lecture their son about family matters, it was not good to stay here any longer, so they both stood up and left.
"Prime Minister Yan, I have to go on duty this afternoon, so I won't bother you too much."
"You guys go ahead." Yan Song waved his hand helplessly.
After the two of them left, Yan Song sighed helplessly.
"Let's go." Yan Song stood up, put his hands behind his hands and walked out of the study first.
Yan Shifan was stunned for a moment, then quickly stood up and followed Yan Song's footsteps.
The two of them walked forward and arrived at a hidden warehouse inside Yan's Mansion.
"Dad! This way, this way!" Although Yan Shifan was slightly lame in one leg, he walked faster than Yan Song.
The guard guarding behind the door saw the two men and hurriedly bowed and saluted.
"Okay, okay, everyone, get out!"
Yan Shifan waved his hand, then took out a bunch of keys from his clothes, smiled and said to Yan Song behind him: "Dad, don't be scared later, this place is very different from the last time you came here.
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Yan Song nodded expressionlessly.
With a proud smile on his face, Yan Shifan stepped forward and inserted the key into the keyhole, twisting it left and right.
The clicking sound of the machine sounded from it, and at the same time, there was Yan Shifan's proud voice:
"Dad, you always blame me for spending money indiscriminately, but you don't know that it is precisely because of this money that your son can make more money!"
Yan Song did not comment on his words, but stared at the thick door with dense bronze patterns in front of him with a cold face.
After opening this door, the road began to go downwards, and the surrounding environment gradually became darker. The two walked forward, and Yan Shifan opened two more doors, and exchanged a code word with the person guarding behind the door. The last door
Only then was it opened.
"Dad, look!" Yan Shifan turned around and looked at Yan Song with a smile.
The moment he opened the door, an almost dazzling silver light pierced his eyes.
Yan Song subconsciously squinted his eyes, and after a moment of adjustment, he looked intently and looked at the situation behind the door.
This is a cellar. There are long and thick candles burning in the cellar. The candlelight is swaying due to the wind caused by the opening of the door just now.
Under the dim candlelight, rows of wooden shelves in the cellar were reflected.
On the shelf, there are mahogany trays, and snow-white silver ingots are neatly placed on the wooden trays. The silver light just now came from here.
Everything you see is a wooden frame like this. At a glance, you can see only dots of candlelight, deep darkness, and brilliant white silver ingots...but you can't see the end.
Yan Shifan slowly stepped into it. He turned his head and glanced at Yan Song's face. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he found that he didn't have any shocked expression.
However, he was not discouraged, but smiled and said: "Dad, when we give gifts to the emperor, naturally we can't give money. That would be too vulgar."
"Come here with me." He turned and walked to the left.
Yan Song took a look at the silver here, his face sank a little, and he followed Yan Shifan to the right.
The two stepped on the neat bluestone slabs and walked for half a quarter of an hour before they encountered a bronze door.
Use the key to open the door. The light behind the door is even more dazzling than this side.
Golden light!
Behind this door, there are also rows of wooden shelves, but there are gold ingots placed on the shelves.
It's still hard to see the end.
But Yan Shifan stroked his short beard under his chin and said with a smile: "Dad, this gold is more vulgar than silver, and it cannot be given away."
Although Yan Song didn't say anything.
But his face looked slightly uglier under the candlelight.
Yan Shifan did not notice this, and continued to walk forward with Yan Song triumphantly.
This time it didn't take that long. After a while, the two came to a door again.
Yan Shifan opened the door again, and this time the light coming from behind the door was much softer.
"Dad, what's inside is the real good stuff."
Yan Song walked in with a sullen face. The lighting behind the door was not a candle, but huge night pearls, emitting fluorescence in the darkness, illuminating the room as if it were daytime.
At a glance, in front of you are rows of exquisite mahogany shelves, with all kinds of rare and expensive things on them.
There is a Ru kiln blue and white lotus plum vase from the Xuanzong period, which is as tall as a person, a crystal clear blood jade coral, a photographic yellow jade carving carvings of dragons and phoenixes, and long wooden boxes containing various calligraphy and painting masterpieces.
Taste……
"Dad, although many of them were given to you by others, most of them were earned by your son from doing business!"
Yan Shifan puffed up his fat belly proudly: "The gold and silver in this cellar is more than the Taicang treasury! Ordinary people can't spend it all in a few lifetimes!"
"Stop talking! Treason!!"
Yan Song's angry voice came from the front.
"Ah?" Yan Shifan was dumbfounded and looked at his father in disbelief.
I have earned so much wealth, why are you still scolding me??
"What a traitor!"
Yan Song was still angry, pointing at Yan Shifan and scolding: "If you didn't spend all day long, wouldn't there be more gold, silver and jewelry here!!"