The Ming Dynasty started with caution

Emperor Hongzhi looked haggard, like pale and withered grass that had lost its vitality.

Older people will inevitably feel sad when they see the people around them die.

Yan Chengjin knew that it was time for His Majesty to drink a bowl of chicken soup. "Your Majesty is bored in the palace, why don't you go out of the palace to relax?"

Emperor Hongzhi did not raise his head, as if he knew everything, and said in a low voice: "You want to take me to see the houses of refugees again? See how miserable their lives are?"

"No." Yan Chengjin shook his head.

"I don't want to go anywhere."

Influenced by Confucianism, the ancients valued filial piety, so there is a saying of mourning for three years.

"Perhaps, I can show Your Majesty what a prosperous age is like." Yan Chengjin lowered his head. He really came to the palace this time to ask His Majesty to allow the wedding.

However, he could not resist hard, as it would easily touch His Majesty's reverse scale.

Emperor Hongzhi's eyes gradually became bright: "Are you serious?"

My efforts have not been in vain. I can pass the throne to the prince with peace of mind during my lifetime.

Xiao Jing looked at Yan Chengjin, this boy must have some plan.

Soon, the carriage galloped all the way, without asking Yan Chengjin where he was going.

"If this is not Liangxiang, then where is it?" asked Emperor Hongzhi.

Yan Chengjin said: "It is Liangxiang, Your Majesty, you see, they are all refugees from the capital. When they arrived in Liangxiang, they were still hungry, but now they have extra money to marry and have children."

In front of him was a village with the three words "Liangren Village" written on the plaque.

Liangxiang expropriated too much land, and the shantytowns where the refugees originally lived were demolished and moved to the remote foot of the mountain.

Emperor Hongzhi looked back in disbelief: "Are these people refugees?"

"Yes, under your Majesty's diligent governance, 30,000 refugees have become civilians again, but there are still many refugees in the world."

30,000 refugees became civilians?

Emperor Hongzhi showed astonishment on his face. He walked into one of the families. The eight-immortal table, porcelain pot, warm kang, rice jar, and other small family items were all available.

Yan Chengjin pulled out an account book from his sleeve: "Your Majesty, please look, this is the tariff of Tianjin Wei."

Emperor Hongzhi was shocked, his voice trembling: "There is, there is so much silver?!"

It was like winning 10 million in the lottery, shocked but unable to speak.

The tariff is ten times higher than the commercial tax, and all the commercial goods of Northern Zhili are shipped to the sea in Tianjin Wei, so of course there is a lot of silver.

Yan Chengjin said: "The six ministries have many affairs, please start the court tomorrow."

With silver, there is confidence. Emperor Hongzhi regained his strength and suddenly became excited. The prosperous era is getting closer and closer.

He changed his decadent posture and said: "I will go to court today!"

Yan Chengjin bowed slightly: "I have something to say, I don't know if I should say it?"

"Your wedding?" Emperor Hongzhi seemed to have seen through everything.

"It doesn't matter whether the wedding is big or not, the main thing is to cheer for the court."

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Yan Mansion,

There are still nine days before the auspicious day, Yan Kesong is restless.

He could come back only when there was no war in the nine frontiers.

When the next auspicious day came, which was September when the Tatars went south to plunder, he would not be able to come back.

"Where did the young master go again?"

He Neng smiled flatteringly, "Reporting to the master, he went to the palace."

The housekeeper hurriedly led the Jinyiwei in.

The Jinyiwei said, "Your Majesty has ordered that the Marquis of Anding should go to the palace immediately!"

At this time, all officials above the sixth rank in the capital received the Jinyiwei's order: the holiday is over, and it's time to go to the palace to take duty!

Li Dongyang was stunned, thinking that His Majesty would be decadent for more than a month.

Why did the rest suddenly end?

All the officials were confused and did not come back from the rest.

Yan Chengjin stood in the hall and suddenly became quiet.

Emperor Hongzhi walked in with great energy, obviously bathing, with a faint floral scent, full of energy and spirit.

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, Marquis Anding is here."

After paying his respects to Emperor Hongzhi, Yan Kesong stood beside his son.

Emperor Hongzhi said: "The marriage between Yan Qing's family and Li's family will be held as scheduled! The Ministry of Rites will prepare a generous gift for me."

Zhang Sheng was stunned.

All the officials were also confused.

"Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager has just passed away, and Yan Chengjin is an important official in the court, so he should abide by the mourning!"

"If this law is broken, it will be a precedent."

Emperor Hongzhi said: "Is there a law that states that weddings cannot be held?"

The censors were speechless. This was a self-respect by the ministers, where did the law come from?

"This is the day I gave. The death of the Empress Dowager was unexpected, and it is not the fault of Yan Qing's family."

Liu Jian and others hesitated to speak, while Wei Shen did not speak.

Yan Kesong saw this and knew that the matter was done.

Eight days passed in a flash, Yan Mansion.

Early in the morning, Yan Chengjin was about to go jogging in the yard. Yan Kesong smiled with some ill intentions and waved: "Chengjin, come here!"

"What's the matter, Dad?"

"This is the soup medicine that Dad personally queued up to buy at Huimin Pharmacy. I asked Dr. Wang. It's not harmful to your body. Drink it."

Smelling the fishy smell, Yan Chengjin knew what it was: "Dad, put it aside first, and I'll drink it later."

"I knew you wouldn't drink it. Come on, pour it down for me!" Yan Kesong hurriedly called.

Pah...

The door was knocked open, and a group of burly guards rushed in, each as strong as an ox.

Yan Chengjin's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stepped back a few steps: "Jinyiwei... Come quickly, my father is trying to murder me."

The next moment, five or six guards were like wolves and tigers, and rudely pressed him on the chair.

Then, Yan Kesong held the medicine and said with some excitement: "Chengjin, Dad has waited for too long. Hurry up and open his mouth."

At the command, the stool was thrown down, and seven or eight strong men opened his mouth and pinched his nose.

Yan Chengjin cursed in his heart. If he had known, he would not let the old man return to Beijing. He saw that his father had just drunk a bowl and brought another pot. He said with a serious face: "Chengjin, Dad is doing this for your own good."

Gurgle gurgle...

As the bitter medicine was drunk, Yan Chengjin suddenly felt hot all over. I'm getting married tomorrow!

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The next morning,

Today is the day of Yan Chengjin's wedding. Yan Kesong is happy and gets up early to prepare. He can't help but look at He Neng: "Is the young master awake?"

"Hehe, the young master is sleeping soundly."

Yan Kesong's smile became even stronger, and he said: "Let him sleep a little longer, the wedding night will be tonight."

"But the master has to go to pick up the bride."

"Wake him up, wake him up."

The wedding of the Yan family was held in the new mansion in the East District. It has five entrances and exits and can accommodate hundreds of tables of guests. Yan Kesong thinks this is grand enough.

At noon, the guests were full.

Liu Jian arrived first: "Congratulations, Marquis Anding, this is a gift from your Majesty and the Queen, and this is a gift from me."

The Li Mansion was beating gongs and drums.

In front of the mansion, there were cloths full of joy. Many scholars who failed the provincial examination gathered around, wanting to see the beauty of Li Dongyang's daughter.

Li Qing'e put on a bright red wedding dress, and the servants couldn't help but feel amorous when they saw her.

The steward ran in: "Master, Madam, Lord Yan is here to pick up the bride!"

Yan Chengjin walked in and saw Li Dongyang crying. Li Qing'e said goodbye to her father and got on the sedan chair.

"Father-in-law, don't be sad. I will treat her well."

Li Dongyang wiped away his tears, but looked at the fat maid and said: "Take good care of the young lady."

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