Chapter 488 Extra Chapter 8: Yan Changfeng
Extremely cold regions.
Seven-year-old Yan Changfeng stood in the biting cold wind, wearing a thin coat with patches sewn onto the cuffs by his nanny.
Those who followed him either fled, left, or died.
All that's left is an elderly nanny, who now has to travel around for her own sake. In this extremely cold place, there are few warm days throughout the year; most of the time it's snowy and windy.
Therefore, charcoal was more precious than food, and the nanny helped people wash and mend clothes in the cold weather in order to get some charcoal.
His hands were covered in chilblains, but I couldn't bear to let him do any hard work.
The old woman always told him that he was a prince and these were things he shouldn't be doing, until one day he lost his temper.
Prince?
What a load of rubbish about being a prince.
Whose prince looks like this? Has the emperor on the throne ever thought of him?
The old woman was already somewhat hunched over due to her age. She reached out to hug him, but after thinking about it, she felt that there was a difference between master and servant, so she finally knelt in front of him.
"Your Highness, I beg you not to give up on yourself. Live, you must live well, live with all your might."
Yan Changfeng was moved and helped the old woman up.
The old woman looked at Yan Changfeng with teary eyes and said earnestly, "Your Highness, there is hope as long as you are alive."
"This old servant believes that Your Highness will surely be able to return one day. If Your Highness takes the throne, you must be a good ruler."
Yan Changfeng later learned that the usually cautious and prudent old woman had spoken so many disrespectful words that day because she was already terminally ill and knew that her time was coming to an end.
The old woman lay on the sickbed, reluctant to take her medicine, and stuffed the rest of her silver into Yan Changfeng's hand.
"Your Highness, this old servant is gone. You must live well."
"This old servant entered the palace at a young age and has not read many books, but I once heard someone say something that roughly means that if Heaven wants someone to succeed, it will first make that person suffer some hardships."
Yan Changfeng held the old woman's hand tightly, tears welling in his eyes, his voice trembling slightly, "When Heaven is about to place a great responsibility on a person, it first tests their will and strengthens their body."
"Ahem... Your Highness is right. Look at our Highness, he can still read and write even in such an environment. His future will certainly not be too bad."
Looking at the dying nanny, Yan Changfeng knew that if it weren't for the harsh environment and the lack of medicine, the nanny could have stayed with her for a long, long time.
Yan Changfeng, unaware of his own thoughts, suddenly stood up and rushed out.
He went out into the street and wandered aimlessly, not knowing where he was going.
He clutched the few copper coins his nanny had given him tightly in his hand. It wasn't enough to buy medicine or a coffin, but he didn't want the only person in the world who had ever been kind to him to leave like this.
Yan Changfeng's gaze was fixed on the two chubby little girls on the street.
They got off a convoy, a well-known convoy that supplied medicine to various pharmacies; he knew it.
The convoy was accompanied by many guards, making it impossible to steal the medicine.
Moreover, he didn't know what medicine to use, and the nanny wouldn't allow him to do so.
As Yan Changfeng prepared to turn and leave, his eyes swept over the waist of one of the girls. The purse there was bulging, rounder than her face.
The little girl had two braids, and her fair face was slightly red from the cold wind.
He took a liking to one of the two girls at first glance, and for some reason, an idea popped into his mind.
If he grows up and becomes the king, he will definitely find this girl and keep her by his side as his queen.
Yan Changfeng was only seven years old at this time.
Yan Changfeng shook off his unrealistic fantasies and saw the two girls leave the convoy and walk towards the street.
Yan Changfeng, as if possessed, secretly followed.
Taking advantage of the two men's inattention, he snatched the purse from one of them and ran away.
But he was still caught.
He hadn't expected this chubby little girl to have such good stamina; she chased him for three blocks without giving up.
Seeing that the little girl was running out of energy, he slowed down on his own.
The little girl cornered him against the wall, and he felt ashamed because he had just been a thief. He didn't dare look at the little girl's face, afraid of being laughed at and looked down upon.
"bawl."
What came into view was a pancake. Yan Changfeng looked up in surprise and met the little girl's smiling face.
Her eyes smiled like crescent moons.
"It's getting cold, hurry up and eat it."
Yan Changfeng took the cake. He wanted to eat it politely, but the cake smelled so good that it made his mouth water.
He hadn't eaten such delicious pancakes in a long time.
I couldn't resist and started wolfing it down.
The little girl, worried that he might choke, thoughtfully opened the water pouch and handed it to him.
After Yan Changfeng finished eating, he felt even more ashamed and carefully handed over the purse.
Unexpectedly, the little girl handed over a book, saying, "This contains my uncle's secret to making money. I'm giving it to you, along with this silver."
"Consider it an investment; you can pay me back if you become successful in the future."
"But remember, you mustn't steal again." The little girl finished speaking and stuffed the items into Yan Changfeng's arms.
She turned and walked toward another girl, even younger than her, who was waiting at the alley entrance.
"What's your name?" Yan Changfeng asked, mustering his courage.
The little girl didn't turn around. "Su Tangning."
Yan Changfeng looked at the crescent-shaped red birthmark behind the little girl's right ear and murmured, "Su Tangning... Ningning..."
After navigating the alley, Jiang Wanjun asked Jiang Wanning, "Sister, why did you say the wrong name?"
"Didn't my uncle say that when you're out and about, you shouldn't reveal all your information? You should mix truth with lies, and lies with truth."
Jiang Wan Ning shook her head and said, "So, when I travel the world, my name is Su Tang Ning."
“Then my name is Su Tangjun.”
The two little girls walked hand in hand toward the convoy, completely unaware that a meal of stir-fried bamboo shoots and pork awaited them.
Because the book that Jiang Wan Ning gave away was very important to the racing team.
It's priceless.
Yan Changfeng took the silver and the business manual, bought the medicinal herbs, and returned to his residence.
He never imagined that the silver on a little girl would be enough for him and his nanny to live comfortably for two or three years without doing anything.
This sum of money allowed the old woman to stay with Yan Changfeng for several more years.
This was also the foundation upon which Yan Changfeng later made his fortune.
With the business acumen and money that Jiang Wan Ning gave him, he gradually became a well-known wealthy businessman in Nanli.
He'll do any kind of business, as long as it makes money.
Later, he used the money he earned to support batches of soldiers and assassins, and step by step fought his way from this remote place to the palace of Nanli.
Yan Changfeng stood in the main hall of the palace, looking at the person who gave him life but did not raise him.
The voice was cold and devoid of warmth: "Do it yourself, or should I help you?"
"You! You unfilial son, I am your father."
Yan Changfeng remained silent, but with a flick of his wrist, the longsword in his hand flew towards the king on the throne.
He plunged the sword into the king's heart, then slowly trudged through the blood to the throne that only the king could sit on.
Yan Changfeng killed his father and brothers, as well as the concubines, maids, and eunuchs who had bullied him in the harem.
He ascended the throne and became emperor without even waiting until the next day.
Everyone thought Yan Changfeng would be a tyrant, but he wasn't. After ascending the throne, he was diligent in governing and cared for the people. He often went on incognito visits to help the poor.
He kept trying to revise the new policies so that the people of Nanli could live a good life.
The day he ascended the throne was Yan Changfeng's most tyrannical day. After that, he was very considerate of the palace servants and never punished them excessively.
But the harem was always empty.
Yan Changfeng always carried a purse with him, and he began searching for the little girl who had helped him in the past.
Year after year, we never gave up.
That first thought that popped into my head when I saw the little girl hasn't changed over the years.
That is, he wants her to be his queen.
Suddenly one day,
After entrusting the affairs of state to his ministers, Yan Changfeng went on a private visit in disguise.
Apart from a few close bodyguards, almost no one knew where he went, and he was gone for a year.
Yan Changfeng knew that the little girl had lied to her; her name was Jiang Wanning, which was why she had been searching for her for so long. Fortunately, she hadn't given up.
Yan Changfeng, who was at the bottom of the cliff, originally did not want to save Pei Yanchuan.
However, the information he gathered made him fear that if he didn't save Pei Yanchuan, Wan Ning wouldn't survive...
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