[Yongzheng x Nian Gengyao] overwhelmed the world

Kangxi 48 years.

It was hot and the sun was scorching hot. The sun at noon was a huge fireball, turning the entire Beijing city into a huge furnace.

I don't know what kind of real fire of samadhi is being smelted in this furnace, which almost melts everyone who walks on the road.Sweat drips on the ground, sinks into the ground, and after a cycle, it turns into more deadly heat rising up.The old scalper in the farmer's field refused to leave. After being whipped several times, he fell to the ground begging for nothing, and the guards who cursed kept pouring cold water into their stomachs.

Under the scorching sun, Zhao Wu, a craftsman at the craftsman's office, stepped on the hot ground, carrying a newly laid plaque, and rushed forward panting.

Walking halfway, I saw Chen Si, an old acquaintance, coming towards me.Chen Si is a well-known rascal and a drunkard, this time he probably drank too much, so he lifted the red cloth on the plaque in a daze.

"Yo, this time it's still a big deal." Chen Si touched the words "Prince Yongfu's Mansion" on the plaque and admired it.

Zhao Wu pushed Chen Si's hand away, and covered the red cloth back.

"Go, go, Sibeile has just been conferred the title of Prince He Shuoyong, which is a great joy. How can it be the turn of a scoundrel like you to point fingers." Zhao Wu continued on his way carrying the plaque on his own.

When I arrived at Dongjiekou, I saw a mansion with red bricks and green tiles hidden in the downtown area, like a silent and auspicious animal, unobtrusive but full of style.

This is the Prince Yong's Mansion.

He collected himself, and went forward to knock on the door with the plaque on it. A pointed head poked out from inside, "The ladder is behind the door, you can hang the plaque on it."

Zhao Wu guessed that he must be the steward of Prince Yong's Mansion, of course he didn't dare to be negligent, so he quickly went over and took the ladder to climb up.

After hanging up the plaque, he walked down the stairs, only to see a tall and tall figure heading towards the mansion.

Zhao Wu recognized his identity from his lake-blue python suit at a glance, and said, "Prince Yong, go slowly—"

The man turned around, and it turned out to be the former Sibeile, now Prince Yong——Aixinjueluo Yinzhen.

Zhao Wu touched the sweat on his face, and hurried over to smile.He pointed to the plaque that had just been hung on top of his head, and then pointed to the ladder beside him, arched his hands, bent over and waited for Prince Yong to speak.

Yinzhen walked to the left side of the plaque and looked at it, then walked to the right side to look at it, and finally bowed his index finger into a small circle and knocked on the bamboo ladder, making several crisp sounds.

Zhao Wu lowered his head slightly, but his eyes never left Yinzhen's lips, but in the end he only squeezed out two words "Shangke" from between his teeth.

Zhao Wu's smile froze on his face, he didn't leave or stay.

"Fourth brother, what a coincidence." Yinzhen looked back, but it was the thirteenth younger brother Yinxiang who had always been friends with him.

"Xiaomin resigns." Zhao Wu hurriedly found a step, bowed and left.

"The sweltering heat is unbearable, so the thirteenth brother should go into the mansion to talk." Yinzhen put Yinxiang's shoulders on his shoulders, stepped over the threshold, and the gate of Prince Yong's mansion was closed heavily.

After entering the room, it was indeed much cooler, the thirteenth master Yinxiang smiled and congratulated Yinzhen.

Yinzhen smiled wryly and shook his head, "Thirteenth Brother, you are too polite, what can we congratulate."

Yinxiang was puzzled: "The fourth brother is now a prince and has established a mansion. Isn't it a great event to celebrate?"

Yinzhen stopped, looked left and right carefully to see that there were no outsiders, then embraced Yinxiang, and said in his ear: "My title of Prince Yong was not established with the crown prince."

Looking back at the past, Yinxiang saw that the second elder brother, Yinreng, was the crown prince. Although their brothers said they kept a low profile and had no intention of seizing the throne, some people often regarded them as the prince's party. Prince Yong, I'm afraid it really has something to do with it.

So he was even more confused about what kind of medicine the thoughtful fourth brother in front of him was selling in the gourd.

Yinzhen saw the suspicion of the thirteenth brother, sighed, and his eyes flashed: "From what I see, that person in Xian'an Palace is perverse and domineering. This time, he was re-established only for the sake of the elder brother and the eighth younger brother. I'm afraid it's inevitable to repeat the same mistakes in the future. It's better for you and me to get rid of it as soon as possible."

Yinxiang looked at his hawk-like eyes, and lowered his voice: "Do you want to, fourth brother?"

Yinzhen didn't avoid suspicion, and said bluntly: "It's not just me who thinks, the prince, the elder brother, the eighth, and the tenth are not eyeing each other."

Yinxiang lifted the hem of his clothes, knelt down and said, "fourth brother and I have known each other for many years, no matter what the fourth brother decides, Yinxiang will be with you to the death."

Yin Zhen hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, tears welling up in his eyes.Over the years, he has known that in the imperial palace, there are turbulent events and intrigues. If he wants to become a blockbuster in the future, he can only protect himself right now.So that day when the crown prince was abolished, the eldest brother and the eighth younger brother were ready to move, but he didn't speak.Now that the prince is restored, the prince has a party, the eighth master has a party, and the grand millennium party, which one has already formed its own line.

But he loves Xinjueluo Yinzhen, even if he is crowned Prince Yong, he is still very poor.Only the thirteenth brother, Yinxiang, has been with him since he was a child. When he was studying, Yinxiang studied ink, and when he painted, Yinxiang wrote poems.They once hunted together, traveled together in the mountains and fields, and were inseparable all the way. Since then, Yinzhen knew that Yinxiang was a rare confidant in his life.

Yinzhen smiled and clenched his hand: "Thirteenth brother, these years have been accompanied by wind and rain, but you are like my real brother."

Yinxiang looked up to the sky and laughed, and hurriedly waved his hands and said, "This really pissed me off. The fourth brother and the fourteenth brother are real brothers of the same mother."

Yinzhen sneered and said: "Concubine De has never been a day when I am her own son. The fourteenth brother was raised by her personally. It's okay to be partial. But the fourteenth brother spoke for the eighth brother in the hall earlier, He was also beaten up by Huang Ama, and now he is still going in and out of Lao Ba's mansion openly. In my opinion, he is not reliable, and I am afraid that he will still be our confidant's serious trouble in the future."

Yinxiang also sighed repeatedly: "It seems that it is time for us to support talents."

Yinzhen heard his overtones, and hurriedly asked, "Is there any good candidate for the thirteenth brother?"

Yinxiang took out a painting from his sleeve, which showed a majestic young man wearing a plume.He looks sword-browed and star-eyed, quite heroic.

"Who is this--"

"The new governor of Sichuan, Nian Gengyao."

Ever since Nian Gengyao received the imperial decree to be promoted to governor of Sichuan, he rushed all the way to his post.

This time he went to the post alone, but the terrain in Sichuan is complicated, mostly ravines and natural moats. Even if he has the ability to ascend to the sky, he is still lost in the mountains and rivers of Sichuan.

Coincidentally, a woodcutter passing by just happened to be chopping firewood, and Nian Gengyao stopped him immediately.

"Old man, do you know how to get to the governor's office?" He turned over and jumped off the horse.

"Oh, just climb over that mountain." The woodcutter said without raising his head, and was about to leave.

Nian Gengyao pointed to the mountain in front of him with a whip, and asked, "Is the old man talking about the one in front?"

The woodcutter asked impatiently, "Are there any other mountains here besides this one?"

Nian Gengyao looked distressed: "But this mountain is very steep, and there are many cliffs and rocks, how can it be possible to turn over?"

The woodcutter laughed and said: "There is a poem called the difficulty of the road to Shu, which is difficult to reach the blue sky. I wonder if the governor has heard of it?"

"You know I'm the new governor?" Nian Gengyao said in surprise.

The woodcutter put down the load of firewood on his shoulders and put his hands on his hips. He showed no sign of fear, and said every word sonorously: "Ask the governor's yamen, is there anyone else besides the new governor? The governor is a young boy, and seeing him today, it is indeed so."

Nian Gengyao, who was under 30 years old, knew that this time he became a great official in the frontier, which would inevitably attract dissatisfaction from courtiers and dissatisfaction from generals.Unexpectedly, the people in Sichuan also had a lot of prejudice against him.

"Don't worry, old man, this promotion to the governor of Sichuan is due to the mighty kindness of today's sage Long. Nian Gengyao is a mediocre person, and the third generation has received grace. He must do his best to repay the people in Sichuan." Nian Gengyao humbly told the woodcutter Speech generously.

"I hope so. We ordinary people are just looking for good weather and full meals. As for the emperor or governor, it has nothing to do with us." The woodcutter glanced at him, picked up the firewood, and walked away.

"I didn't expect the people here to be so stubborn." Nian Gengyao thought.

But the road that should be walked still has to be walked, and the mountain that should be climbed still has to be climbed. Looking at the majestic mountain in front of him, he couldn't help but feel sad again.

"My lord—"

When Nian Gengyao was worrying, he suddenly heard a horse's hoof trampling behind him, and someone calling his name.

He turned around, but saw an old general with gray beard and white hair in military uniform coming on horseback.When he arrived in front of Nian Gengyao, he immediately reined in the reins, got off his horse and cupped his hands, saying, "I am the Governor of Sichuan, Yue Shenglong, and I am here to greet the new Governor of Sichuan, Mr. Nian Gengyao."

When Nian Gengyao saw that the admiral from Sichuan came to greet him in person, he panicked for a while, and said: "I have heard that Lord Yue has made great achievements in pacifying San Francisco and conquering Galdan. Ashamed."

Yue Shenglong stroked his beard and smiled, patted Nian Gengyao on the shoulder and said, "Young man is a young talent, and he was the governor of Sichuan before he turned [-]. I think the old man sat in this position back then, and it was almost forty years old. It's really scary."

Nian Gengyao was sincere and apprehensive, and said modestly, "Lord Yue is absurd."

As he spoke, he took out a name card from his pocket, handed it to Yue Shenglong respectfully, and said, "Although Mr. Yue already knows something about me, I still have to explain it myself. My surname is Nian and my name is Gengyao. , whose name is Lianggong, and whose name is Shuangfeng. He is the newly appointed governor of Sichuan, and I would like to ask Mr. Yue to add more points in the future."

Yue Shenglong curled his lips into a smile, and thought to himself: This kid is a bit interesting.