The emperor moved directly into the West Lake Palace, and all the officials in the Jiangnan officialdom came to see him.
But Emperor Ming Yan was very leisurely. He played chess, wrote, and enjoyed the scenery of lakes and mountains every day, as if he was just here for fun.
Although all the officials were eager to take the giant Buddha away as soon as possible, they had no choice but to accompany it obediently and do so happily and in a creative way.
As for the famous Yan Shiyue... he is indeed different from the rumors. He is not petty at all, nor does he look "lustful" at all, and he is not as cruel and merciless as the legend says.
On the contrary, he was kind and gentle, not revealing any of his thoughts, which was somewhat similar to the prince.
No matter how Governor Yan looked at it, he felt that this person was not someone who would make a stupid move and pretend to be a maid.
But the maid had been checked and it was confirmed that she was indeed a woman disguised as a man, and she did suddenly disappear that night, and then A and the others also left.
Is he overthinking it? Is this guy just pretending?
Other officials just followed the emperor, and Yan Shiyue handled the affairs of the Ministry of Commerce on the side. At the same time, he selected a place to open a branch of the Jinxiu Division.
These people have all heard of Jinxiusi. It looks like a woman's business and is unremarkable. However, all the investors are mistresses of a family. They all have family support behind them, and even the queen has a stake.
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Compared with the impartiality of the Ministry of Commerce, the Brocade and Embroidery Bureau must be treated with extreme caution. Even if the business of silk and embroidery is equivalent to taking money from them, they can only accept it with a pinch of their nose.
None of these officials were fools. They immediately thought that if those people in the capital could get involved, so could their own people!
Behind him stands Yan Shiyue, a man with the Midas touch. With the Fifth Prince's concubine in charge, it's a sure win, and she can also please her superiors and get in touch with the people in the capital.
So they opened their pockets and bought shares in the name of their wives.
Yan Shiyue also agreed to all of them, but refused to let these people sign on his behalf. Instead, he asked the shadow guards to take their letters and go to each family, asking the mothers of each family to sign themselves and those who were illiterate to put their fingerprints on them.
Emperor Ming Yan was speechless at her actions: "You, always take advantage of opportunities!"
"That's not the case," Yan Shiyue waved her fan, her eyes full of cunning, "Father, husband and wife are birds of the same forest, but when disaster strikes, they fly away separately."
Emperor Ming Yan understood immediately.
Even he was impressed by the girl's cleverness when she really put it to use.
You know, if these people really invest, they dare not invest too much, otherwise it will be written on their faces that "I am corrupt"? But it will not be too little, and when the time comes, this part of the money will not be touched.
When Emperor Yandi of Ming really "takes action" and massacres the officials in the south of the Yangtze River, should he perish along with them and have his property confiscated and beheaded, or should he hold on to the money, save one or two children, and bite back at these people in exchange for a chance to survive? It's an easy choice, isn't it?
The person who knows you best is always the person next to you, and this is the last straw that breaks the camel's back for these people.
There doesn't need to be many such people, just two or three, and the situation will be very different, and his reputation will be much better. Even if you are ready to be called cruel, it would be better if you don't get called that.
Emperor Ming Yan patted her shoulder with a smile, thinking about how to make good use of this matter. After all, normally the housewife would not be pardoned when the house was confiscated.
The contract with the Jinxiu Division was signed very quickly, and everyone felt a little closer to the Prime Minister, so they naturally talked more.
Yan Shiyue also had to take care of the affairs of the Ministry of Commerce and Yuefang, so he sent Qu Sinian and Zhou Jianwei out. This was really the way to get the last bit of wool and find out the connections of these people at the same time.
Things are progressing in an orderly manner.
The next day, Huo Qijing came back.
This was the first time these officials had seen Huo Qijing. It seemed that he was not present during the military parade in Jiaxing.
Everyone was feeling puzzled but they all greeted them. Having seen Yan Shiyue talking to Qu Sinian and the others over the past few days, their doubts had been dispelled. Now, seeing the young couple getting along with each other, even the last bit of doubt was dispelled.
Who said that the Prime Minister is lustful? That's too unreliable!
But I couldn’t help but wonder... Huo Qijing, what were you doing?
At 16:00, Governor Yan left the temporary palace and returned to his residence. Other officials could only stay in the temporary palace, that is, officials from Hangzhou could return to their residences.
Although I had made thorough preparations in advance, I still felt a little uneasy for some reason.
At home, Madam Yan was reading a book in her hand. When she saw him coming back, she stood up to greet him. Governor Yan asked, "That maid has really never been to the main courtyard?"
"No," Madam Yan said, "You have asked several times. Even if she came, what would happen? The house has even put away the ornaments. I even put away my better clothes. When someone from the Jinxiu Division came that day, I changed into clothes that were 80% new and didn't dare to wear any more jewelry."
Governor Yan nodded, "It's never too much to be cautious."
Madam Yan said, "Don't worry, Master. I'll take care of it."
He finally felt more in the mood and asked, "What are you looking at?"
Mrs. Yan was also literate, so she smiled and said, "It's the book that Sanlang brought back. Didn't I tell you last time that Sanlang met a talented writer and wrote the second part of the book right in the restaurant? This is the original manuscript. The characters are larger than those printed in the bookstore, and I feel comfortable reading it."
Governor Yan was just listening nonchalantly and glancing at it casually. But after one look, he suddenly stood up, took a few steps over, and grabbed the book.
The handwriting on the paper was elegant and graceful, with great strength. The key point was... he had seen these words before today!
Governor Yan's hands suddenly began to tremble. It was so unexpected that his mind went blank and he couldn't figure out what was going on!
Madam Yan was terrified and screamed, "Master! Master! What's wrong with you? Someone, come! Call the doctor! Go get the doctor right away!"
Governor Yan grabbed her hand and said, "Call Sanlang here! Hurry and call Sanlang here!"
He didn't even dare to think that if that person was Yan Shiyue... Yan Shiyue...
When Yan Sanlang was called over, he was a little surprised: "Dad, what's wrong?"
Governor Yan said, "You and that man, what is..." He raised the book in his hand and said, "What did he say?"
"Dad!" Yan Sanlang rushed forward to protect the book. "This is mine! How could you squeeze it so hard? Mom! I only lent it to you because you told me to read it carefully! Why don't you keep your word?"
Madam Yan said anxiously, "Tell your father about it!"
"What are you talking about?" Yan Sanlang said disapprovingly: "I'm already grown up, what's wrong with making friends?"
Governor Yan was so angry that he saw blackness in front of his eyes.
Yan Sanlang was also a little frightened by his expression. He quickly put the book into his arms and said, "We didn't say anything! We just talked about the customs and habits of Hangzhou. We really didn't say anything! I didn't mention anything about my family, really!"
Governor Yan said slowly, "Did you mention the calligraphy and painting shop on Changxing Street?"
"I think he did." Yan Sanlang thought for a while and said, "I forgot. What happened to the calligraphy and painting shop? Don't worry, Dad. Yue Langjun has money. He won't buy on credit! He won't even take it if I give it to him!"
Governor Yan closed his eyes and didn't want to say any more to his stupid son. He hurriedly asked someone to go to the calligraphy and painting shop and call the shopkeeper.
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