Although Ye An is the young minister of Sinong Temple, it is still his first day to sit in the Yamen. Many things are still unclear. Someone like him should have a senior to give guidance.
But Fan Ziyuan was offended by him. It was said that another Shaoqing was transferred, but he was actually a newcomer who knew nothing.
But fortunately, Ye An is responsible for the promotion of potatoes and sweet potatoes in the coming year. Although he has nothing to do now, he can formulate a promotion plan. This is not a difficult task for Ye An, who graduated from a later major.
In Ye An's view, the promotion of potatoes and sweet potatoes is ultimately a kind of marketing, and he is very familiar with this. However, there are only a few marketing methods in this era, but there are an astonishing number of marketing methods in later generations.
However, when Ye An mentioned the writing brush, he felt a little ashamed for a moment, because the most powerful marketing method in the world is the sincerity that the ancestors of the Han family upheld.
Treating people with sincerity is a very simple word, but it is the best of all marketing methods. Integrity is like a mirror. Once it is broken, there will be cracks in your personality, and the same goes for the credibility of the court.
At this time, Ye An could only give himself constant hypnosis. This was for the good of the people of the Song Dynasty and the people of the Han family. But even so, every time he wrote, he did not know how to express his gratitude to the people of the Song Dynasty.
Marketing potatoes and sweet potatoes.
Explanations piled up with gorgeous words pale in front of simple farmers, especially those farmers who face the loess and back to the sky. If you show off your marketing methods in front of them, it is simply an insult to your ancestors.
The ink spots ruined a piece of paper, and it was still the same when another piece of paper was replaced. Finally, Ye An put down the pen in his hand with a long sigh, and decided to use the simplest and most simple principles to promote.
There is no incentive policy, there is not so much publicity, there is no sworn guarantee, but the purest and most straightforward words are used to tell the people outside Tokyo that these are high-yielding grains. If they are willing to plant them, then take them home and plant them. The imperial court
They will be purchased uniformly at a lower price than rice and wheat!
After having the direction, Ye An started writing faster. In fact, all this had been brewing in his mind for a long time, and the final decision was also the result of a long time of brewing.
When he got out of his mansion, what he saw was a rather familiar big face with a flattering smile on it.
"Zhou Guangzu?"
"It's the villain!"
Ye An looked around and said teasingly: "You are really not afraid of trouble. How could you still dare to stand in front of the door and wait when you didn't see that my door was deserted?"
"A good bird chooses a good tree to roost in! A villain thinks he can compare with a good bird..."
This man really doesn't know how to live or die! How would he react if he knew that he was a lonely minister in the court?
Ye An gently patted his shoulder and whispered: "I will not stay in Sinong Temple for long. If you really want to go further, stay away from me."
Zhou Guangzu was stunned for a moment, and said with a bitter expression: "I came to you because I had no choice. I was arrogant. When I returned to Sinong Temple, I bragged to my colleagues that you took good care of your neighbors and that you were kind and affectionate.
Righteous people, our swordsmen and pensmen at Sinong Temple will be blessed now, who knows..."
Ye An looked at Zhou Guangzu with a little pity, he had no choice but to dare to love him. No wonder he would choose to side with him even when he was being made things difficult by Fan Ziyuan. This was basically "forcing him to do something"!
Since he is an unlucky man, there is no other way. Ye An pulled him shoulder to shoulder and said, "In that case, you are mine. If I leave Sinong Temple in the future, I might be able to let you follow me."
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Zhou Guangzu's eyes lit up. It might be a good choice to follow Ye An and leave Sinong Temple. He nodded vigorously and said, "Thank you so much, Lord Marquis! I will definitely not slack off when I follow you!"
Ye An smacked his lips and said, "It's not necessary to be in front of the saddle or behind the horse, but can you tell me where you offended Fan Ziyuan?"
Zhou Guangzu was stunned for a moment, then he gave a thumbs up and said with a wry smile: "My Lord Marquis, do you really not know? Not to mention the court, even the yamen of all ministries know about you, and the imperial censor almost went to court.
I will impeach you!"
Ye An was a little surprised and said: "Shang Shu impeached me? What did I do that makes people angry?"
"Didn't you help a young widow in Xinlingfang? Mr. Marquis... I will never doubt Mr. Hou's character... But after all, there are still people who doubt it, but these are not important. What is important is you
I have offended the Daxiangguo Temple!"
Ye An glanced at the officials who were rushing around as if they were avoiding the god of plague and continued to walk out. After Zhou Guangzu followed him and left the gate of Sinong Temple, he smiled disdainfully.
"How can a group of monks become Buddhas even if they have a big tree behind them?"
Zhou Guangzu opened his mouth and looked at the young man beside him: "You know?!"
"Nonsense, does Daxiangguo Temple have the ability to put pressure on my official in the DPRK?"
Zhou Guangzu was quite surprised at how old Ye Ancai was. Originally, he was optimistic about his future career, but more importantly, he was optimistic about the favor he received. But now it seems that this young prince is not as simple as he seems.
"Master Hou, do you know who is behind the Great Xiangguo Temple?"
Ye An looked at the gate of Sinong Temple and said strangely: "Do you think I am a fool? Even you know about it, but I don't know about it?"
Zhou Guangzu whispered: "Behind the Prime Minister's Kingdom are the clan and nobles. They are not simple people. Although they are not as important as the Prime Minister in the court, and they cannot call the wind and rain, their influence in the city of Tokyo is too great and deep-rooted!"
If you fight against them, you will ultimately suffer the loss."
A person who can tell the truth to himself in the face of a powerful threat and can also persuade himself not to take risks is valuable no matter what his purpose is, but such a fool will not appear among officials.
No wonder the people at Sinong Temple have that attitude towards him. Obviously, they want to draw a clear line with themselves to avoid being misunderstood as being in Ye An's group.
Ye An jumped on the bullock cart and looked at Zhou Guangzu who was full of expectations and smiled: "I just like to swim against the current! I am torn apart at Daxiangguo Temple, so I will tear it down! I will tell you when I go back to lobby.
My people are useless! I, Ye An, will not bow my head if I have done nothing wrong!"
Zhou Guangzu watched Ye An leave blankly. He couldn't figure out what he said was wrong, nor how he saw through him. He planned everything well and pretended to be the same, even if
Those colleagues at Sinong Temple didn’t realize there was anything wrong with them!
It wasn't until Ye An's bullock cart disappeared on Yunlu Street that Zhou Guangzu returned to Sinong Temple and walked into Fan Ziyuan's signing room in front of everyone's surprised eyes.
"How did he say that?"
At this time, Fan Ziyuan's temperament had changed drastically. He was completely different from the way he had just confronted Ye An, and he no longer had that wretched air. On the contrary, he made people feel extraordinary when he was sitting there, and his gestures were solemn.
"Reporting to Shaoqing, Ye Shaoqing knows who is behind the Great Xiangguo Temple, but he said he is not afraid, and he has seen through the villain's tricks... You see..."
Raising his eyebrows as straight as swords, Fan Ziyuan nodded slightly and said: "I never thought that he was really not afraid. There are many things involved. Could he be planning to rely on the saint? But the saint would not go to fight with the nobles of the clan for him Ye An.
You see, you are tacitly allowing them to make money like this!"
Most of the petty officials in Tokyo City are aware of things, and Fan Ziyuan doesn't shy away from Zhou Guangzu. Not to mention him, who has worked in Sinong Temple for more than ten years, even the government officials on the street know about it.
The reason why I beat Ye An like this was to drive him out of Sinong Temple. I never thought that this kid's methods were so powerful and almost made me unable to get off the stage. I really underestimated him.
"Send a message to your colleagues. Don't use such perfunctory methods against Ye Shaoqing in the future. After all, he is the young minister of Sinong Temple. He is of the same rank as me, or even higher than me."
Wait a minute."
Seeing Zhou Guangzu's anxiety, Fan Ziyuan said disdainfully: "What are you worried about? He, Ye An, knows that you are lobbying for his own good and wants to persuade him to give up the fight with the Daxiangguo Temple. He will not blame you. If it weren't for this,
Such magnanimity, but I underestimate him!"
Fan Ziyuan's attitude surprised Zhou Guangzu, but he knew that this was a matter between Shangguan and he was just doing what he was told.
After accepting the change, he left the signing room. Fan Ziyuan, who was alone, picked up the tea and frowned slightly: "It depends on whether Ye An can survive the difficulty. If he can, there will be a place for him in Sinong Temple. If not, he will have to cultivate the method."
If you come here, you can’t delay the promotion after all!”