Great Imperial Merchant

In private, Shen Xijing never called himself the Lord in front of old acquaintances.Most of the time he would use the word "me" and seemed quite approachable.

Yang Zhongyuan remembered that Emperor Shengxian also liked to call himself me, but the same word, he felt cold when he said it, and there was no warmth in his words.

And this word came out of Shen Xijing's mouth, as if it carried the rising sun in spring, making people feel comfortable after hearing it.

Yang Zhongyuan couldn't help but smile when he heard his words: "Caomin listened to the people in the car and horse station, the king just had a precious son? Zhongyuan is here to congratulate you."

Speaking of the second son Tangyuan, the expression on Shen Xijing's face became more gentle: "I also heard from Xiangrong that you also have an eldest son?"

Yang Zhongyuan nodded: "He was born in the spring of last year and has always been obedient, but this time we left home to go to Beijing, he still made a fuss, and in the end it was Master who helped us calm him down."

Shen Xijing looked at Yang Zhongyuan's face seriously with a pair of eyes, and saw that his eyes were full of happiness, and he was smiling when he talked about his son, so he couldn't help but feel at ease.

"That's good. He will grow up in a few years, so bring him into the palace and show me."

He knew that after many palace people left the palace, even though they returned home and had relatives, but the estrangement of more than ten years was there, even the closest relatives would gradually become indifferent.

Live well, not much.

When Yang Zhongyuan wanted to leave the palace and return home, he did not agree.During the years of living together, they never talked to each other and gradually became familiar with each other, and they also knew more or less about each other's family affairs.Yang Zhongyuan's personality has turned upside down in just a few months, from an arrogant and domineering rich man to a cautious man, he can bear everything, and he has become more and more low-key. He is quite a flexible person.So later he also talked about some old family affairs, and Yang Zhongyuan never mentioned it to anyone.

He also knew about the situation in Yang Zhongyuan's family.

Perhaps it was because he had suffered more than him, and had seen too many deaths and partings, so when Yang Zhongyuan came to discuss with him, he shook his head directly.His relatives could send him to the palace in such a wealthy family, it can be seen that his own flesh and blood is not as good as the illusory glory and wealth, such a family, even if he goes back, he still will not have a good life.

But Yang Zhongyuan only said one sentence, but he nodded in agreement after being in a daze for a long time.

He said, Daddy is still waiting for me.

There are still people waiting for him at home, no matter what, he will have something to look forward to and rely on when he goes back.

Although he was taken care of by Shen Xijing in the palace, he himself was able to get along like a duck to water, after all, he was not as important as his close relatives.So in the spring of the 14th year of Tianqi, he gave Yang Zhongyuan two silver notes and sent him away from Yong'an Palace.

See you today, he really never thought of it.

Yang Zhongyuan has always been a person who refused to admit defeat. He was young and arrogant, but he refused to accept softness. Later, the situation forced him to endure it for several years, but he still made him a world in the imperial dining room.Even without him, in a few years, he would be able to become the manager with his superb skills.

You know, there are so many palace people in the palace, but the chief steward only has one pair of fingers to count them all.

He can do well in such a place, let alone mention the Empress Dowager.

It's just that he never thought that Yang Zhongyuan actually opened a big restaurant with his partner in just two years, and became an imperial merchant together with him.

Now that Fumanlou is three words, even if it suddenly becomes popular in the imperial capital, not to mention how good the business will be after they return to Quzhou.

"You guys are really amazing. You have become an imperial merchant in just one year, and you can't find another one in more than three hundred years." Shen Xijing sighed.

Yang Zhongyuan smiled and looked back at Cheng Weizhe.

Cheng Weizhe understood, got up and saluted quickly, and replied: "Go back to the gentleman, Fumanlou can be made thanks to Zhongyuan's craftsmanship. And Caomin's own tea is also thanks to the master who gave him all the money. The Han family used to be the best. Tea merchants, even if more than ten years have passed, they still will not decline."

Yang Zhongyuan originally wanted him to answer, but he didn't want him to be so serious, getting up and saluting, which made the smile on Shen Xijing's face deeper.

Even if he was Yang Zhongyuan's partner, he definitely wasn't that thick-skinned. Taking advantage of his partner's familiarity with Dijun, he also talked casually.

His actions, coupled with the fact that he didn't boast about himself in half a word, made Shen Xijing look at him with admiration.

"Well, you are pretty good. I only hope that you will treat Zhongyuan well in the future and make him feel well." Shen Xijing said.

Cheng Weizhe saw that he was thinking of Yang Zhongyuan in this way, and he was not so arrogant and aggressive, so he respected him more and more in his heart.

Although it is said that in the more than three hundred years of Daliang, Emperor Sejong Ming and Emperor Mingxian were known as good stories, but among the dozens of former emperors, only Emperor Sejong Ming was the only one.

At that time, Emperor Rui Jia Mu Chen canonized Shen Xijing as the emperor, and on the same day he announced that there would be no more selections until the end of the apocalypse. In this life, only the Ruijia emperor Shen Xijing would be a partner. Their story was passed on by word of mouth.

Their era has just begun, and many people are also guessing how long Emperor Rui will persist, but at this moment, Cheng Weizhe listens to Shen Xijing's calm and soft voice, but he sincerely believes in Emperor Rui's choice.

It is really rare for this Emperor Ruijia to be able to show great concern for his old friends who were once insignificant after being in high position and power.

Thinking of this, Cheng Weizhe turned his head and glanced at Yang Zhongyuan, feeling warm in his heart.

I am truly contented to have this companion in my life.

He slowly knelt down on the ground, first kowtowed three times to Shen Xijing, then straightened his back and said, "Today, with the words of the emperor, Cheng Weizhe, a grassroots man, swears that in this life, he will be with the Central Yuan Baishou wholeheartedly, and he will be inseparable from life to death. "

After he finished speaking, he went to look at Yang Zhongyuan again, grinning at him.

In that smile, there is an indescribable love.

Seeing them looking at each other affectionately, Shen Xijing couldn't help smiling, thinking of Mu Chen who was by his side every day.

I just hope that the people in Daliang are safe, prosperous, happy and happy.

After that, Shen Xijing asked Yang Zhongyuan about many things in Quzhou in detail, how about Fumanlou, and also cared about their lives in Quzhou.

Yang Zhongyuan answered truthfully one by one, and then briefly cared about the two princes.

Of course, he must never ask about the emperor's affairs, but the two young highnesses can care about it, and the questions should not be too deep, and it is better to be simple.

"Your Majesty, I wonder if the Second Highness has a nickname?" Yang Zhongyuan asked.

Speaking of this, Shen Xijing's smile was even brighter: "It's called Tangyuan, and the emperor gave it to you. Dabao will be happy when he finds out, you brat."

After hearing this, Yang Zhongyuan couldn't help taking a deep breath, and finally laughed out loud: "The emperor is always so talented."

Shen Xijing also thought it was funny, and laughed with him before saying: "No, I don't know if there will be another child in the future. If there is, his father doesn't know what strange name he will have."

Yang Zhongyuan didn't answer the topic of whether there will be another His Highness in the future, and talked about the imperial dining room very cleverly.

"Speaking of glutinous rice balls, I don't know how Xiao Fuzi manages the imperial dining room."

Shen Xijing said: "He can eat better than you, but he is doing well now. It's just that there is a big banquet during the New Year's Eve, and he said he misses you."

Yang Zhongyuan has always had a good relationship with his younger brother, and when he heard that he missed himself, he couldn't help feeling a little sad: "Yeah, I'm afraid we won't have a chance to meet again in the future, and he said he doesn't want to go out of the palace."

Shen Xijing's expression was a little smug at the moment, he raised his eyebrows, and said jokingly: "How come? Now in this palace, it's not a matter of who I want to call, why don't you count by dozens, look behind that door Has anyone come out?"

Yang Zhongyuan's eyes lit up immediately, he fixedly looked at the door, and couldn't help counting: "One, two, three...eight, nine...ten!"

But his last yell was loud, but it was still quiet behind the door, no one came out.

Yang Zhongyuan's eyes dimmed a bit, he pursed his lips and looked back at Shen Xijing.

In the past, Shen Xijing was quite calm, but maybe he was raised well by the emperor later, and he gradually recovered a bit of vivacity. When he didn't leave, he was always called to Baoren Palace by him to play some interesting new tributes. Naturally, he was deceived by the emperor. joke.

It's just that I didn't expect that after so many years of not seeing him, he was still so vicious.

However, before he could say anything, he heard Shen Xijing say: "Come out soon? Brother Yang is going to eat me."

The next moment, the door suddenly opened, and several familiar figures rushed out. First, they saluted Shen Xijing in a proper manner, and after getting permission, they came to meet Yang Zhongyuan in front of him.

"Brother Yang, are you happy, are you surprised?" The one who spoke was his junior brother Tian Xiaofu.

Yang Zhongyuan suddenly lowered his head and covered his face with his sleeve.

Li Muchun smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "I'm already a father, and I'm still crying."

Yang Zhongyuan choked up and said in a low voice, "I'm very happy and miss you very much."

Seeing that they were all agitated, Shen Xijing smiled and said goodbye to Yang Zhongyuan, asking him to talk with his old friends for a while, and if it was late, he could stay in the palace for lunch.

Yang Zhongyuan wiped his face, pulled Cheng Weizhe to stand up, and saluted him again: "My lord, thank you."

Shen Xijing had already walked to the door, and a row of small palace people outside were waiting to welcome him. His expression was different from before, very serious and indifferent, and he couldn't find any relaxation.

Yang Zhongyuan knelt on the ground and looked up at him, only to hear him say calmly: "Zhongyuan, I'll wait for you next year."

After speaking, he flung his sleeves and left, leaving only the majestic back of everyone.

After he left, the rest of the palace people relaxed a bit, grabbed Yang Zhongyuan and chattered, and finally made fun of Cheng Weizhe, Yang Zhongyuan and Cheng Weizhe couldn't bear it, and finally got away at lunch time, After saying goodbye to them, he left Baoren Palace.

It was Zhang Xiangrong who sent him out.

When he walked to the gate of the palace, the handsome young man sighed softly and said: "Brother Yang, see you next year."

Yang Zhongyuan and Cheng Weizhe walked out of the palace gate slowly, and looked back at him. In the noon sun, the thin palace man was slightly bent, and the gray palace clothes were dark and gloomy, which did not match this spring season at all.He was facing the light, and the expressions on his face were shrouded in shadows, making him invisible at all.

Yang Zhongyuan said softly: "Goodbye."

In the spring of the 14th year of Tianqi, he also came out of this palace gate. At that time, he walked decisively, and did not look back from the window until the carriage had left for a long time.

The carriage drove forward quickly, and the vermilion door of Xuanwumen slowly closed behind them.

At that time, there were mixed feelings in his heart, and he only thought about it for 14 years, and he finally waited for this day.

Unexpectedly, two years later, he came back again, but with a different identity.

When he saw his old friend again, he was very happy and realized many things.

This resplendent Yong'an Palace is good, but it is not home after all.

He has never regretted that when he left and returned home, he left behind the wealth and splendor in the palace and became a commoner again.

"Azhe, I used to look like him too." Yang Zhongyuan said softly.

Cheng Weizhe clenched his hand tightly, his heart was so painful that it almost burst, he hugged him into his arms, looked at the tall and majestic palace and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Yuan, that's over, let's go home. Master , Daddy, Xiaotian and Doudou are all waiting for us."

Thinking of his family, Yang Zhongyuan smiled again: "Well, let's go home."