Cannon Fodder's Humanoid Plug-in

From a nerd to a master (catch bugs)

"But what's the difficulty?" In the last sentence, the old emperor was finally different from Liu Xueshi.

Yan Chen didn't betray him either: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern, the matter I am going to report to you is related to the padded jacket I am wearing."

padded jacket?The old emperor's heart skipped a beat: "Please tell me, Aiqing."

Yan Chen smiled slightly, revised and revised what he had said to Liu Xueshi in the Imperial Academy before, and said it again.

Hearing this, the emperor's mood was somewhat similar to Liu Xueshi's, but quite different.

Liu Xueshi, after all, is the orchid grass that has been staying in the Hanlin Academy and the greenhouse.His understanding of the people is only through some cold written language.

However, the emperor made private visits in private clothes in his early years, but he almost saw all the sufferings in the world.

He was so happy that his eyes were glued to Yan Chen's clothes.

If he hadn't been concerned about his face as an emperor, he would have liked to touch the padded jacket on Yan Chen's body to see if it was really warm enough.

Or be a little more shameless, let him take it off and give him a try...

Yan Chen didn't seem to notice the emperor's fiery gaze at all.

He went on to say: "When I set off to return to the capital, the elder sister had already made a lot of padded jackets. I think in a few days, the guards at home will transport them to the capital."

"Good! Good!" The old emperor was even happier than when he discussed the new policy with Yan Chen.

After all, these are real supplies that can help him relieve his immediate needs, not memorials and New Deals that require him to lose his hair.

Seeing him so happy that his eyebrows were raised, Yan Chen cupped his hands and bowed: "Your Majesty, my humble minister... I have one more merciless request."

Is this asking for a reward?The old emperor restrained his joy, supported Yan Chen to make him stand up straight, and said in an easy-going tone, "Aiqing, please tell me."

When Yan Chen straightened up and saw his expression clearly, the old emperor was slightly taken aback.

This young scholar, who had been acting calmly and calmly, turned red, as if he was ashamed of what he was about to say.

This made the old emperor even more curious about what he was going to say.

Yan Chen said: "Your Majesty, to be honest, this minister is the adopted son of the family. After his parents died early, the elder sister of this minister inherited the family business at a young age, and now she is in her prime."

"It's not easy for a woman to do business. Now the humble minister stands above the court and proposes to reform the system for merchants."

"My minister lives in the Hanlin Academy, but because of his background as a merchant..."

Yan Chen paused for a moment, realized that the words were inappropriate, and speeded up his speech: "I have encountered many inconveniences. It is hard for me to imagine that the status of merchants will be lowered in the future, and the elder sister will live alone at home, so how many tongues will be suffered."

"So..." Yan Chen bowed again: "Eldest sister is kind and charitable, donating cotton clothes this time, I never thought of getting any reward."

"The humble minister wants to be bold, so I implore the emperor..."

"Allow Elder Sister to use the humble name of a humble official to publicize the family's property." Yan Chen finished.

The old emperor: "??"

You spent so much time talking, and this is the end? ?

The old emperor was in a complicated mood. He thought that no matter what, Yan Chen would ask his eldest sister for praise.

After going on for a long time, he just wanted to use his reputation as the number one scholar to advertise to his eldest sister, and by the way tell the fellow countrymen that his sister is under his protection.

This kind of thing is not uncommon, it can even be said to be very common.

For example, the Weishi restaurant in the capital, the Chengxiangzhi shop under the left minister, the Anwu gym opened by the Anwu Wang family...

Guaranteed by the reputation of the ruling officials, almost all of these shops have a faint trend of monopoly.

The situation is even more serious in the two types of industries, grain merchants and banks.

Therefore, this kind of chaos is also in the situation that Yanchen and the old emperor have just discussed and must change.

As the person who proposed the restructuring, Yan Chen was guilty of knowingly committing such a crime.

Therefore, he will be ashamed.

The old emperor remained silent for a while, and Yan Chen said again with a worried face: "Your Majesty, please rest assured, my minister's family has been running a cloth shop for decades, and I will not change those names that deliberately catch people's attention, it's just..."

The emperor resolutely said: "Ai Qing doesn't need to say more."

Xu Shi thought he was rejected, the young official showed a bit of sadness and guilt, the old emperor laughed in his heart, and then said: "I agree."

Yan Chen was stunned for a moment, made an expression of surprise, and bowed his hands: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"What's there to be thankful for? Didn't you tell me just now? As long as it's moderate, this kind of propaganda is acceptable." One size fits all is lazy politics.

The old emperor helped Yan Chen up again.

Seeing him raise his head and look at him with gratitude and admiration in his eyes, the old emperor felt even more proud.

That being said, as an emperor, who doesn't like courtiers who respect and love him?

Being able to win a minister like this is the proof of his charisma!

The old emperor still asked Cheng Qi to fetch the fox fur, and gave it to Yan Chen: "Although the padded jacket keeps you warm, but you are weak, and it is windy at night, so take this fox fur for Aiqing to wear!"

The emperor's gift of personal items is a sign of intimacy, and Yan Chen naturally has no reason to refuse.

He put on a fox fur, said goodbye to the emperor and the prince respectively, and Cheng Qi sent him away.

When Yan Chen's frail figure disappeared into the hall, the old emperor waved to the prince with emotion on his face: "Xiao Wu, come here."

"Father?"

The old emperor brought the prince to the desk, and stuffed a brush into his hand: "Yan Xiuzhuan, it's still too restrained."

"Father?"

The old emperor shook his head: "You will know later how rare it is to have such a pure and simple courtier as Yan Xiuzhuan."

The old emperor twitched his beard and started to ask questions on the spot: "If a subject does not seek power or profit, how should he be rewarded for his meritorious service?"

The prince thought for a while: "Give him a promotion?"

Then he shook his head: "No, this is right..."

The old emperor knocked him on the head: "Power doesn't work, then use emotion to move people. One is to benefit his relatives and friends, the other is to raise his reputation, and the third is to let him know that the emperor will remember his achievements."

The prince suddenly realized, and looked at the pen in his hand: "So, father, this is..."

"Let's write." The old emperor has already finished his ink: "Yan Xiuzhuan cares about his elder sister, so you can let him have no worries."①

The king relieves the worries of the ministers, and the ministers can devote themselves wholeheartedly to relieve the worries of the king.

In fact, the imperial edict can be written by Hanlin officials. The emperor is busy with official duties and does not need to do everything himself.

But the prince may not write it, but he cannot understand it.

Otherwise, when he ascends the throne, if someone makes a fuss about digging a hole in the imperial edict, and he still can't see it, it will be terrible.

Now just taking this opportunity, the old emperor taught the prince to write the commendation edict.

After the edict was written, it would not be sent out until Elder Sister Yanchen's padded jacket was actually sent to Jinzhou, and the emperor kept it away for the time being.

At this time, Cheng Qi who sent Yan Chen away also came back.

The old emperor waved to him, and issued a new order: "Go and find out, Yan Xiuzhuan went to the Imperial Academy today, has anything happened to him?"

Cheng Qi responded and went to give instructions.

This time the crown prince knew why: "Father, are you worried that Yan Xiuzhuan will encounter difficulties?"

The emperor looked at him approvingly: "Although Zhuangyuan Lang was born in a merchant, he actually edited it from the sixth grade. In the Imperial Academy, ordinary people would not give him a cold face."

The prince pondered for a moment: "This time, it is Wei Xitang from the Wei family."

The Wei family used to be a neutral faction.

Wei Xitang once spread the word in the circle of the princes of the aristocratic family in the capital, saying that he will win the first prize this time, but in the end he became the No. [-] scholar.

The prince frowned: "I have seen this person at the palace banquet before, and he also behaved very politely at the Enrong banquet before..."

"Xiao Wu, you know people, you know faces, but you don't know your heart."

The old emperor's half smile was not a smile. Seeing his expression, the prince understood: the father knew the other party's temperament early in the morning.

But he never reminded himself!

"Father!" The prince repented and was angry.

"Eat a pit, gain a wisdom." The emperor turned his face away: "Now I still have the check for you, and you can only rely on yourself in the future."

Before letting it go, the prince must be dejected.

However, today, he retorted: "Not necessarily. Father, when do you plan to bestow Yan Xiuzhuan on your son as a Grand Master?"

"I just think that things should be done in a hurry. Although Yan Xiu has no achievements in writing, but..."

Facts have proved that a good emperor is not necessarily a good teacher.

At least for this half afternoon, facing the prince's frequent questions, Yan Chen's answers to him were clearer and easier to understand than the old emperor's in many ways.

Chang Jingxiao felt that he had met his true grand master.

The old emperor brought out a pile of notebooks: "I chatted with Yan Xiuzhuan for half a day. I haven't finished my official business today. Come sit down and correct it with me."

Prince: "..."

Hmph, Yan Xiuzhuan will be his sooner or later anyway!

It's just that I don't know what the father is scruples about repeatedly rejecting this...

After correcting the memorial, it was already late at night, during which the father and son had a hasty meal, and the prince was still growing, so the emperor ordered him to go back first.

The night was like water, and the maids, eunuchs, and guards in the palace changed their duty for a round. Some were full of energy, while others hid in the corner and fell asleep.

"Cheng Qi."

Cheng Qi shivered, subconsciously raised his sleeve and wiped the corner of his mouth: "Your Majesty, the servant is here! What do you want to order?"

After finishing this series of words, Cheng Qi completely opened his eyes.

The emperor sat in front of the table, resting his head tiredly, rubbing the center of his eyebrows with his right hand, and waved his left hand at him: "It's nothing."

"I will sleep here today, you should go and rest earlier."

Cheng Qi, as the chief eunuch, actually didn't need to watch the night.

Looking at the old silhouette in front of the desk, Cheng Qi wanted to persuade him, but he didn't say anything in the end.

He bowed and retreated: "Yes, Your Majesty, the old slave retreated first."

After Cheng Qi left, the emperor took another sip of tea, washed and undressed and went to bed under the service of the maidservant.

Lying on the bed, but can't fall asleep.

After the prince left in the evening, the people Cheng Qi ordered quickly brought back the news they had inquired:

Yan Xiu wrote in the Hanlin Academy, but was rejected by Wei Xitang because of his background as a merchant.

It's not surprising at all...shit.

He wanted to suppress merchants, but he was still at the stage of business strategy, and now he has gone to Zihai, a Chinese merchant.

Why did Wei Xitang look down on Yan Chen?

The Wei family... the old emperor tapped his fingers on the edge of the bed, and after thinking for a long time, he finally remembered:

Concubine Duan's sister-in-law seems to be Wei Xitang's eldest sister?

This was a marriage many years ago. At that time, the Wei family was not as prosperous as it is now, and it was even very inconspicuous.

Concubine Duan's father, who is at the top of the list of military officials today, holds military power and has a close relationship with King Anwu.

Before the emperor asked Cheng Qi to investigate the second princess, he found that Concubine Duan would announce her sister-in-law into the palace from time to time.

Now it seems that it is not enough for these two families to mix together, even the aristocratic family, they have to start to win over.

The Three Princes faction headed by the Right Prime Minister did not dance as happily as they did.

There was a sharp pain in the old emperor's heart.

When Concubine Duan's younger brother got married, he wrote the imperial decree himself!

He turned over, tried to calm his breathing, and while poking the villain in his heart, he fell into a deep sleep.

A group of unscrupulous people wanted to compete with his Xiao Wu for the throne.

He will let them know that the last name in this world is... After all, it belongs to his Xiaowu!

Time flies.

With the emperor as the backstage, Yan Chen successfully sent the cotton clothes from Yan Lingchuan to the scene of the frost disaster in Jinzhou.

Following the awarding of the imperial edict by the crown prince, the common people rushed to tell each other, word of mouth.

At this time, Jinju was still cold, but Suzhou was already enjoying the warmth of spring, and the common people put on spring shirts.

But because of this edict, the people of Jinzhou remembered the name of "the eldest daughter of the Yan family in Suzhou".

The people in Suzhou also thought of the warmth that a thin dark gray padded jacket brought them not long ago.

"No wonder the Yan family bought cotton from everywhere before! I thought they were trying to buy all the cotton, so as to prevent the padded clothes from being scoured!"

Someone said in shame: "It seems that I saved the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain."

Some people also looked envious: "The people of Jinzhou are so happy, the Yan family doesn't want such a good padded jacket."

"Bah, happy fart, is your brain flooded? You are suffering from the cold."

"Freeze disaster? But isn't it all spring?"

"Jinzhou is in the north, so winter is long."

"So that's the case, but the padded jackets are given away for nothing, so the Yan family will suffer a lot, right?"

Lady Bao also heard the news.

She pulled Bao Shun and said: "Look, I said that Ms. Yan is a very good person. From now on, we will buy cloth at her house."

Mrs. Bao was naturally afraid of the cold, but the quality of the cotton padded jacket was surprisingly good, and she was still wearing it morning and night.

Bao Shun nodded: "I listen to you."

Mrs. Bao sighed: "It's a pity that the Yan family doesn't recruit female celebrities. I heard that her family's wages are quite high."

Recently, she returned to her original job and took on some female celebrity jobs to do at home.

It's just that after being exposed to the Wen family's modeling work and earning a lot of money, I always feel that the money is a little less.

Mrs. Bao knew that she had a problem with her mentality, so she was not in a hurry.

Anyway, she is down-to-earth now, and if she encounters an opportunity, she can rest assured and boldly try it.

But she didn't expect that the opportunity would come so soon.

Not long after the imperial edict issued by the crown prince to Miss Yan's family, the No. [-] scholar of the Yan family returned.

But this time, he came back as an official of the imperial court.

I heard that there were more than 20 guards following him, and these people even wore knives. Even the county magistrate came to accompany him.

But Zhuangyuan Lang didn't do anything, but took those people to run around the farmland in the suburbs, which made the people in Chongming County very strange.

On this day, Zhuangyuan Lang happened to bring people to the vicinity of the village where Bao Niangzi lived.

Bao Shun went out to carry the goods, and Mrs. Bao happened to be free, so she followed people to watch the fun.

Finally, when I reached the edge of the field, I saw the handsome man, dressed in a green robe with beautiful white birds embroidered on it, squatting and talking with an old man, and grabbed a handful of soil from the ground.

His slender, white hands were immediately stained with mud, and the old man was very cautious.

However, Mrs. Bao felt a little fond of the number one scholar, so she took two steps closer.

Yanchen came to find land suitable for growing cotton.

Cotton is most suitable in mid-April, and now it is early April.

Before they were in Kyoto, they mainly looked up information, and the emperor ordered people to dig up the soil from various places, and gave them as a reference.

Finally, several locations were drawn out and they were sent to investigate.

Due to time constraints, the emperor did not need their reply, but ordered to find suitable land, and ordered people to plant it as soon as possible.

As for the decree to promote cotton, it has already been distributed to officials in various places.

Seeds, welfare policies, all local officials have prepared.

Generally speaking, no one would object to such a policy that benefits the country and the people.At most, it is to stuff a few of our own people among the people who go to various places.

Liu Xueshi went to North China, while Yan Chen returned to his hometown.

When he arrived at his home, he felt much more relaxed. With a smile on his face, he talked to the old man: "Old man, the soil in your land is good, neither sandy nor sticky, but I don't know if the soil layer is thick or not."

"Look, can we dig it?"

The old man hesitated: "I don't know how deep my lord will dig..."

Yan Chen: "About four or five feet."

"This..." Four or five feet, isn't that as tall as a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child?The old man frowned, as if unwilling.

"My lord, I have planted the cotton you mentioned, I am not lying to you. It is better to dig the ground..."

"Dig mine!" The old man was talking when he heard a clear female voice.

Yan Chen also turned his head to look, the woman who made the sound was wearing a woman's bun, she looked quite young, not a few years older than Yan Lingchuan.

Being watched by him, Mrs. Bao was a little apprehensive, but soon she mustered up her courage again: "My lord, are you looking for a place to grow cotton? My land has also grown cotton."

——Half of her land has long been deserted, and the cotton is wild.

Yan Chen glanced at the old man, and then at Mrs. Bao.Turning his head and beckoning, Wang Ji immediately stepped forward to help him up: "Where is your home?"

Bao Niangzi smiled shyly, and pointed to the next door to the old man's house: "That's the one."

The old man could only watch them walk away.

The previous dynasty implemented the system of farming land, and the first emperor continued to use it. Now, there is actually no shortage of land in all parts of the country.

Although the land of Mrs. Bao's house is next door to the old man's, it is really separated by a long distance.

The soil quality of this piece is very similar. After Yan Chen confirmed, the guards took the shovel from the carriage and started digging.

Mrs. Bao dared to talk to him: "My lord, I don't know if you want to buy land, or..."

Yan Chen smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "The Emperor has an order to encourage the common people to plant cotton, so as to avoid the world's suffering from the cold winter."

"If there is no accident, your land should be suitable for growing cotton. At that time, you can either sell it to the imperial court, or you can keep the seeds yourself. The imperial court will not issue compulsory orders."

"However, if you are willing to specialize in growing cotton, you can get a little tax exemption for each acre, for the first three years..."

The amount of tax exemption has not yet been determined, but Yan Chen explained it very carefully, not to mention that he is Miss Yan's younger brother, and Mrs. Bao believes him.

She is only worried about one thing: "It's not that this kind of cotton is not good, it's just that more people grow it, and the price will naturally drop."

If you work so hard all year round, and the money from selling cotton can't even fill your stomach, or even sell it at all, then it's a fart.

Yan Chen smiled and said, "The price has been lowered, this is exactly what the emperor wants to see!"

Mrs. Bao was taken aback for a moment, then listened to him continue: "But this lady doesn't have to worry. Just imagine, how many people are there in Jingguo? Every winter, how many people are reluctant and can't afford thick clothes, so they can only shrink Live by the fire at home?"

"When the price of cotton is low, the price of cotton jackets will naturally also drop. If the common people can afford cotton jackets, the cotton will not have to worry about selling it, right?"

Bao Niangzi felt a little convoluted, but felt that what he said was very reasonable.

But what really convinced her was Yan Chen's last sentence: "What's more, there is Yan's family cloth shop in Suzhou. Even now that cotton is so expensive, Yan's family can produce cheap padded jackets."

"If the price of cotton can be lower, think about it, she will not treat the cotton seller badly."

Yan Chen said it from the bottom of her heart, and Mrs. Bao deeply believed it.

She asked the easy-going champion man many more questions until the guards dug up the soil and filled it back.

After confirming the location of the suitable land, Yan Chen's task is basically completed, and then he just needs to go back and report to the county magistrate.

After saying goodbye to the enthusiastic folk lady, Yan Chen boarded the carriage back to the county.

It was only then that Mrs. Bao came to her senses:

The number one scholar, isn't he from the Yan family?

Was he bragging just now, or was he praising Miss Yan?

No matter which one it is, it doesn't matter to Bao Niangzi.That night, Bao Shun came back with new news: "Lady, I see the county magistrate posted a list, saying that we are going to treat our place as... what kind of trial..."

"Pilot."

"That's right, it's a pilot."

Bao Shun chuckled, and was about to continue, when Mrs. Bao was noble and glamorous, she gave him a sidelong glance: "You don't need to say it, I already know it."

"Let's sign up tomorrow, get the seeds, and grow cotton!"

For cotton cultivation, Chongming and Jinzhou can be said to be the most responsive places.

Feeling deeply about this matter, some people wrote many ballads and poems for Yan Lingchuan to praise and thank her for her kindness.

Yan Lingchuan struck while the iron was hot, and opened several more branches in various counties in Suzhou. After the previous decline, all the shops were crowded.

at the same time.

Wen Luoqing finally gave up thinking about new fabrics.

Yunjin, no matter how many times she touched it that night, it still couldn't be disassembled and reassembled like toys and machines.

Wen Luoqing tried many times, let alone improved, she couldn't even imitate it!

Wen Luoqing had completely given up on Yunjin.

But she still didn't give up, and wanted to overwhelm the Yan family at the empress dowager's birthday banquet.

It's just that the fabric she newly made is not as good-looking as Yunjin.

Now I suddenly learned that Yan Lingchuan not only knows how to weave brocade, but even made a cotton jacket, which was commended by the prince. I heard that he is still researching cotton cloth recently...

Wen Luoqing couldn't sit still.

She even forgot that there are so many new technologies in modern times, but none of them exist here.

What can't she do?Why waste time and money on such a costly and labor-intensive fabric as brocade?

If Yan Lingchuan can be commended, so can she!

——Wen Luoqing really thought so at first.

But unfortunately, her brain is not as useful as she imagined, and the existing weaving technology is not enough for her to make the fabrics she wants.

And the tools... To be honest, Wen Luoqing didn't know much about these things, and only vaguely knew some directions for improvement.

It would be fine if she had time to research, but unfortunately, her time was running out.

Today, Wen's father and Wen's mother whispered in Wen Luoqing's ear again: "There are fewer and fewer people in the store, Qing'er, why don't we..."

Some people blocked Wen Luoqing's way and asked her if she wanted to sell the shop.

Wen Luoqing couldn't help gritting her teeth: Why is it that she is also a businessman, and she is all behind.Yan Lingchuan has a younger brother who is number one, to win her glory?

The cloth shop is her hope to turn around in this world, and she is absolutely unwilling to resell it.

Wen Luoqing got into the carriage and knocked on the door of Yan's house.

Yan Lingchuan was very surprised when he got the notice from the servant: "Did she say anything about it?"

The servant hesitated and said, "She asked Miss if you are interested in the new loom..."

Yan Chen had no chance to find out about Wen Luoqing's visit to Yan Lingchuan. He was recalled back to the capital after a hasty return home.

The frost disaster eased, and the prince commended Yan Lingchuan, but he got nothing. Wei Xitang walked with wind in those few days.

When Yanchen received the order to promote cotton planting and went to Suzhou, Wei Xitang broke two more cups.

And after he came back, for three days in a row, there was no order from the palace, and Wei Xitang became complacent again.

Out of the lessons of the previous few times, he showed extreme restraint.

Yan Chen didn't bother to talk to him.

During this time, he was very busy.The emperor called him into the palace every day in the name of lecturing scriptures to do the work of the grand master.

As winter went to spring and everything recovered, the old emperor's health deteriorated day by day, and all the original plans were disrupted.

Now there are two things lying in front of him:

[-]: There is more rain on the right side of the river this year than in previous years. Summer is approaching, and there may be floods. It is urgent to repair dikes to control water.

Two: His health is deteriorating, and he fears that time will not be long, so he must complete the restructuring before Xiao Wu succeeds to the throne.

Balancing the two, the old emperor finally chose to focus on the second matter first.

For the first matter, he handed it over to the prince, and asked relevant officials from the DPRK and China to assist him.

Yan Chen was the prince's own rescuer.

The emperor didn't think he would control the water, but Yan Chen himself nodded, so he let them go-if Yan Chen's idea was unreliable, those officials would not agree.

What the emperor didn't know was that although he hadn't promoted Yan Xiuzhuan to the grand master, he had already started to export to the prince crazily.

What if you don't understand the principle of dams?After reading the book, I directly recruit folk craftsmen to ask questions.

They may not be smart enough, but in their own field, they are definitely a master.

"Believe in the wisdom of the working people." This was the first sentence Yan Chen taught the little prince.

In addition to asking, it is best to go to the field to see.

However, as soon as the little prince mentioned this matter, he was rejected by the emperor.

The restructuring is imminent, and he is very afraid that something will happen to the little prince.

The little prince had no choice but to sit anxiously in the palace and monitor the progress remotely through the local officials in Jiangyou.

But soon, new problems appeared.

No money!

In the previous frost disaster in Jinzhou, although there were cotton jackets supported by the Yan family, there was insufficient food and the national treasury expenditure still increased significantly.

Today, the materials for dam repair require money, the workers need money, and the workers need money for food. Money is everywhere.

Facing the number given by the magistrate Jiangyou in the reply letter, the little prince was very worried.

Yan Chen took the letter and glanced at it, suddenly smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him: "Don't worry, the money will be there soon."

The little prince looked at him strangely.

Yan Chen smiled: "Forgot? Your father's restructuring of merchants will start soon."

The first emperor's decree allowed those officials and businessmen who were linked together to grow wantonly for so many years.

It's time, it's time for leeks.

The author says:

①Recognition by edict: How did the ancient emperors commend outstanding figures?Build pavilions, statues, and issue edicts.

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