The emperor, Jiajing, is a big lazy bastard, he only cares about cultivating to become a fairy, and pretending to enjoy himself.Meeting various officials along the way, receiving and arranging such trifles, of course, they would not take it to heart, and they all appointed Yan Song as the emperor's representative to take care of these troublesome matters for him.His old man is only responsible for two things, one is to cultivate, and the other is to see beautiful scenery, beauties, eat delicious food, and travel around.

It can be said that Yan Song is the representative of Emperor Jiajing during this Jiajing southern tour.

"Sheng Gong'an..." Yan Song solemnly half-faced, accepted the greeting on behalf of the emperor, and said without pretending: "What is the arrangement for the pick-up?"

Li Moru smiled apologetically and said: "Everything is settled. Please also tell the emperor, Mr. Ge, to give me a few good words for Zhili."

While he was shaking hands and talking affectionately, he had already secretly handed over a piece of stuff.

Yan Song is very experienced. After touching the thickness and texture of the thing, he knew it well. He raised his head and said haha: "Zhili is the head of the governor of all parts of the world. Of course, your loyalty is beyond doubt. Just rest assured. But... ..."

Yan Song pondered for a while, and said solemnly: "My emperor is simple by nature. Before the southern tour, he has ordered that he doesn't like to be flattered by others, and he doesn't like to spend the money of the common people. Extravagance and waste. All localities should uphold simplicity and thrift, and don't be extravagant and waste money. "

Yan Nian was stunned.

Peat, isn't this talking nonsense with your eyes open?

Before the emperor left Zhili, Nanjing was already alarmed. All the provinces and cities around the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal had to spend extravagantly to welcome the emperor, and the money spent was calculated in millions of taels.

Let’s just talk about Emperor Jiajing’s dragon boat, just these big boats, with hundreds of thousands of entourage and guards, and people eating and feeding, it costs a lot of taels of silver a day!

In terms of pretense, I will obey Emperor Jiajing!

Yan Song also felt helpless. Although Jiajing's tour is definitely extravagant and wasteful, according to the usual practice, he still has to do superficial articles of diligence and simplicity to decorate himself. Claiming that I am simple by nature and don't like being flattered by others, all places should uphold simplicity and thrift, and don't be excessively extravagant and waste money and so on.

Although no one below took this imperial decree seriously, and compared it to the extravagance and waste of the competition, as the chief assistant, he still had to do superficial things.

Li Moru immediately said loudly that the emperor's southern tour was an eternal favor, and he swore on behalf of tens of thousands of people in Zhili that he would not disturb the people at all, and was extremely welcome. (heart bleeding)

He thanked him a thousand times and withdrew.

Yan Nian saw that the paper was a bank note of 20 taels, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "That's a lot `¨."

Yan Song's face was stern: "Vulgar! Vulgar!"

After a while, another team of princes and officials came to Yan Song's boat with rich gifts from all walks of life to pay their respects.

Yan Nian's eyes widened!

This is really soft when receiving money, and cramp when counting money.

Yan Song took his time off, smiled slightly, and assumed the posture of the chief assistant.

As for money and filial piety, he is upright and determined not to accept it!

Because there was Yan Nian standing at the door, holding a trash can in his arms, with the words "waste paper disposal place" written on it.

The officials and lords understood, and when they walked past the door, they crumpled up the "waste paper" in their sleeves - the dragon head bank notes, and threw them into the waste paper disposal place.

In the absolutely undocumented, "waste paper" flying around, understanding each other.

Yan Nian, the garbage collector, stared straight at the sight.

Only then did he realize how rich and promising this southern tour was.

For the officials and clan princes along the way, seeing the emperor once in their life is more difficult than going to heaven. If they want to ask the officials to do things, go to Beijing to give gifts, they can't even see the ministers. Now the emperor brings the court officials. At the door of the house, give them a chance to show their friendship as landlords. No matter how hard or tiring they are, they will be happy. I just want to satisfy the emperor and all the adults... just to get acquainted with each other.

Among them, of course, Yan Song, the representative of the emperor and the chief assistant of the cabinet, must be taken care of first.

Don't think that only officials need to curry favor with Shangfeng, and those clan princes need it even more, because when their throne needs to be passed on, whether they will be degraded or rejected depends entirely on what Beijing says.Even if it is the reigning prince, the size of the fief and the annual salary will also change. How can he accidentally flatter Yan Song, the chief assistant?

Looking at the large bank notes, Yan Nian's hands and feet became weak.

But when he turned his head to look at the master, he still had a calm face and a wide smile, chatting and laughing happily with various princes and officials, but he didn't take the slightest bit of copper stink.

Yan Nian yelled wildly in his heart: "`‖Let me be more smug with this stink of copper, wow haha, it's good to have a good time."

Yan Song was not in a relaxed mood.

Although Yan Nian was soft on his collection of money, as the chief assistant of the Ming Dynasty, Yan Song's melancholy eyes never left the poor people.

Fan Zhongyan said that if you live in a high temple, you will worry about your people, and if you live far away from the rivers and lakes, you will worry about your ruler.

Why do I worry about the king, the country, and the people?

Yan Song received the money righteously and awe-inspiringly, while looking at the farmland outside full of feelings.

At this time, it was originally busy farming time, and hundreds of thousands of laborers were mobilized for the southern tour alone.They are the strong laborers of the family.Staying in the county all day waiting, delayed all the farm work at home.What's more, those officials used the name of the emperor's welcome to set up their names and make a lot of money. Everyone hoped that the emperor would come quickly and get out of here.

Yan Song understands all this very well.

I can only collect money as high as three feet, how can I let others scratch the ground?

Therefore, he received the money from these princes and officials, and immediately resolutely went to see the saint.

Jiajing was practicing Taoism. Seeing Yan Song, he asked excitedly, "What's the matter with Yan Song? Where have we been?"

"Your Majesty, you have only arrived in Zhili here, and you haven't left the capital yet."

"Why is it walking so slowly? I am still in a hurry to see Jiangnan, and the capital is tired of watching it. What's so interesting?"

"I understand, I will urge the fleet to leave quickly!"

So, Yan Song announced the emperor's order, the dragon boat sage did not stop, and went straight forward, leaving all the dirty officials and princes with resentful faces, but all this was the emperor's intention, and they had no place to attack reasoning.

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Chapter 202 Yan Song, the eloquent tongue [4]

When they arrived in Shandong, the situation was the same again. Princes and officials from all walks of life presented generous gifts to Yan Song.Yan Nian was also used as a waste paper trash can, and he collected it softly.

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