As the chief assistant, he has to deal with many things every day. Although the current Emperor Guangwu has a strong desire for power and likes to do everything by himself, the pressure on the chief assistant is not that great, but he is still very busy.
Finally, Guan Shouzhen returned home from court and asked his servant to make him a cup of Liubao tea to relieve his fatigue. This Liubao tea is produced in the Cangwu area. It is made by pouring green tea with water and fermenting it for several days. The leaves are steamed until soft and put into a basket while hot.
It is pressed tightly in the middle and placed in a cool and humid place. It is made after aging for half a year. The color is dark brown and smooth, the soup is red and thick like glass tears, and the taste is mellow and sweet, with the aroma of betel nut.
Guan Shouzhen fell in love with the fragrance of this tea when he was in Guangxi, and he still couldn't forget it when he arrived in Nanjing. As a dignified assistant, if you want to drink it, someone will naturally give it to you. You don't have to spend a penny, and it is the best quality.
"咂～咂～"
He took a sip, and his mouth was filled with fragrance and endless aftertaste.
"Sir, I'd like to see Tang Zhen, the right minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs," I just had a moment of leisure when a guest arrived.
"Oh, Zhuwan is here, please come quickly!"
When Tang Zhen entered the living room, Guan Shoufu had already prepared tea. Mr. Shoufu had always been very kind to this young man with a bright future. He was getting older, and in the future, his children and nephews might also have to pay attention.
Count on others.
"Zhu Wan is looking for me, is it because he is interested in my fragrant tea?" Guan Shouzhen and Tang Zhen joked.
"I have long heard that there is good Liubao tea in my hometown, so I came here uninvited." Tang Zhen also smiled. The conversation between the two was very relaxed, just like facing family members.
Tang Zhen has an inexplicable respect for Guan Shouzhen, not only because he has been kind to her, but also because they both have economic talents and similar political views. In the world, it is the most difficult to find a good friend.
After talking about the romantic and snowy night, all that’s left is the practical stuff.
Guan Shouzhen got straight to the point and got to the point: "Tell me, why did Zhu Wan come to see me?"
"You know, Mr. Ji, King Ji has won successive victories in the north. His Majesty happily said in the court, 'Tiger fathers have no dog sons'."
"I have also heard about this. God has blessed me with the Ming Dynasty, and I have another prince who knows military affairs."
"Old Pavilion, I have something to say that I don't know the importance of: strong branches and weak trunks are afraid of elbow and armpit troubles, which are just around the corner. Elbow and armpit troubles are the country's worry!"
Guan Shouzhen understood that Tang Zhen was worried that King Ji's excessive power would affect the status of the crown prince. Both he and Tang Zhen were teachers of the crown prince, and they had already been branded as princelings, no matter how hard they were washed away. If in the future
The prince lost his position as the heir apparent, and the king of Ji took over the throne. As the chief minister, he could only go back to his hometown to drink millet porridge.
"I am also worried about this matter. But what can I do?"
"Isn't Shi Dacheng, the governor of Outer Mongolia, your disciple? Why not write a book for him?"
Shi Dacheng was the second-ranked candidate in the first batch of imperial examinations when Zhu Hengjia was in charge of the country. That year, the chief examiner was Guan Shouzhen, and the deputy examiners were Sun Jinding, Gu Yi, and Yu Chaoxiang, so Shi Dacheng was considered a disciple of Guan Shouzhen.
Guan Shouzhen pondered for a moment and asked, "What does Zhu Wan want Shi Dacheng to do?"
Tang Zhen suddenly inserted his hands into the tea cup and wetly wrote two words on the case: No food supply.
"No food!"
Guan Shouzhen was shocked when he heard this. This was a fatal move. Once leaked, his life would be at risk.
"Guan Gong, at this point, do you think we still have a way out?" Tang Zhen asked.
Guan Shouzhen understands that what Tang Zhen said makes sense. Party strife is the most realistic thing. Party A gains power and Party B is unlucky. Especially party strife related to the seizure of the heir is even more cruel. Either you die or I die. p>
But the rations for the Kabei expedition are too risky. If the Holy One knows about it, he will definitely not be able to eat it!
After thinking for a while, he stared at Tang Zhen and asked, "Is this what His Highness the Crown Prince means?"
"No, this is Yu's own intention. But in the morning, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Yu talked to Yi, and he said, "Guan eating, Guan eating, the key lies in 'guan'!"
After hearing this, Guan Shouzhen no longer hesitated and said to Tang Zhen: "This matter must not be mentioned in the letter. I immediately sent my trusted men to ride fast horses and rush to Northern Xinjiang day and night!"
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Summer in the North is like spring in the South, and the fragrance of green grass can be smelled everywhere.
Although trade with the Rakshasa people in the north was cut off due to the war, Kulun is still an important trading city. Merchants from the Central Plains brought a large amount of goods to Mobei to trade with various Mongolian tribes, making the city full of vitality.<
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"Fuyuan, all the military rations for the Northern Expedition have been put into the warehouse. They are just waiting for the grain transfer envoy to arrive before they can be escorted." Ambassador Kulun Warehouse, which was temporarily built for the Northern Expedition, reported to Shi Dacheng.
"Well, you've worked hard, please step back," Shi Dacheng said lightly.
A few days ago, I received a message from someone sent by the chief minister, Guan Shou Zhen, asking him to think of ways to deal with military rations. This is a huge crime, and he may lose his head, so he has to discuss it with the grain transfer envoy.
I kept thinking in my mind that the food transporter for the Northern Expedition Army had arrived.
Shi Dacheng was overjoyed when he saw the visitor. It was none other than Emperor Guangwu's son-in-law, Yan Xiaoyong, the son of Duke Yan Tianfeng of Fujian, who belonged to the same camp as him.
Yes, the same camp. Yan Xiaoyong's father, Yan Tianfeng, was the teacher of Crown Prince Zhu Ruoji; Yan Xiaoyong married Princess Zhu Huiting of Lipu, daughter of Concubine Li Hui. In the palace, Queen Shi and Concubine Li Hui were good sisters. Therefore, Yan Xiaoyong really
Belongs to the Crown Prince's party.
"General Yan is coming to Xinruo from afar. I have prepared a banquet to welcome the general. Please", Shi Dacheng was eager to entertain guests.
"Thank you very much for Fuyuan's kindness. The soldiers at the front are still waiting for this batch of military rations, so I won't drink any wine. When I return after the victory, I will drink to my heart's content with Fuyuan until I get drunk."
"This~"
Shi Dacheng composed himself and said: "General Yan, please follow me to the back hall and have a cup of tea."
The two entered the back hall and exchanged a few words. Shi Dacheng said directly: "General Yan, our army has won many battles and the King of Ji's prestige is growing. What if he becomes disloyal in the future?"
Yan Xiaoyong was stunned, "What does Fu Yuan mean by this?"
"General Yan is one of our own, so I will speak directly if I have something to say. I just received a message from the chief minister, asking us to think of ways to deal with military rations. We must not allow King Ji to make military exploits again, so as not to create a situation where we can't lose." p>
A black energy filled Yan Xiaoyong's body, and he asked coldly: "What do you think of Fuyuan Zun?"
"General Yan, what I want to say is that under the pretext of heavy snowfall and road blockage, the army rations may be delivered three months late. The general may as well walk slowly on this journey. Please rest assured that I will be responsible for the consequences."
".
The air was deathly silent, and neither of them spoke.
"Hmph!"
Finally, Yan Xiaoyong snorted coldly and spoke: "I am a warrior who doesn't understand any big principles. I only know that Rakshasa ghosts bully the people of Ming Dynasty. We warriors should risk our lives to fight against the devils and serve the world."
The people are angry! As for what Fuyuan said, if I let the general help the Rakshasa ghost to harm his own soldiers, wouldn't it cause pain to his relatives and happiness to his enemies? I forgive you, I can't understand."
Shi Dacheng's face turned red, "Isn't the general unwilling to be loyal to His Highness the Crown Prince?"
Yan Xiaoyong cupped his hands in the direction of Nanjing, "This general's heart for His Majesty the Crown Prince can be learned from heaven! But it is absolutely forbidden to let this general violate his own conscience!"
Isn’t it the principle of our generation to live in the world by using unique knowledge to create peace for all generations?”
The sonorous and powerful voice woke up Shi Dacheng. A warrior actually had such ambitions. Thanks to his reading of poetry and books, he forgot the teachings of the saints and actually wanted to do something that would disgrace the country! Ashamed! Ashamed!
He immediately bowed deeply to Yan Xiaoyong and said, "Thank you, General, for the head-on warning, which saved me from doing something that I will regret for the rest of my life. General, this great kindness will be unforgettable!"