The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

The King of England felt very uncomfortable when he heard this.

I have to say that Wang Gonggong's subtle influence is very useful.

The King of England already regarded Xiao Er as a child in his palace.

Thinking of this little chubby girl and her sister, they could only sit at the table at the door with the cold wind blowing. From the moment the food was served, they watched eagerly, waiting and waiting, until finally it was their turn to sit at the table.

Isn't it cold when you eat it?

The King of England felt a little distressed and softened his tone: "This matter is unprecedented. I need to think about it again."

…

Yan Yu turned around and went to the next courtyard, repeating the conversation with the King of England exactly to Yan Huaiwen.

Yan Huaiwen looked at her meaningfully, smiled slightly and asked: "Behead first and then play?"

Yan Yu's heart tightened.

Not daring to add any falsehoods, he said honestly: "Uncle, I originally wanted you and dad to discuss an idea, but the prince summoned me in a hurry, so I asked him in a hurry. My godfather said, since this matter is mine, If you want to, don't bring you and dad out, otherwise the prince will misunderstand and think that our family is planning to take the credit. Even if the matter is successful, the prince will not feel comfortable."

Yan Yu was afraid that he could not explain clearly, so he kept talking: "My godfather also said that it is very important to start this matter well. One step can lead to two. If I can make a contribution next time, maybe I can really succeed." My father pushed me to become a high official!"

Yan Huaiwen looked at his little niece's bright eyes and energetic look, and sighed secretly.

He had the idea of ​​giving some credit to Tianyou, but he had no intention of substituting it for others.

When the King of England summoned Yan Huaiwen, he gave a serious explanation.

"The second child is young, and although he is somewhat intelligent, his thoughts are naive. Your Majesty, don't take it to heart.

My brother really wanted to abandon his writing and join the army. His mind was not on studying, he was very quiet and restless, and he had the ambition to serve the country. He set up a militia group. I followed his wishes and recommended him to be the leader of the group. After a few months, , with some results. "

Yan Huaiwen paused for a moment and said, "He is a bit smart, good at socializing with people, and knows some economics. He can leave all kinds of chores to him, which makes people feel at ease. It's better than the governor being obedient. I originally thought, Slowly let him work hard in the army, accumulate some merits, get some qualifications, and then seek promotion. After all, he is not following the right path of joining the army, lest others become worried and make casual remarks about his life."

The King of England listened carefully.

Before he asked Yan Huaiwen to come, he had imagined a lot, but as expected of Mr. Yan, he did not expect it.

Having said that, the Yan family members speak with consistent sincerity.

Needless to say, Yan Huaian was someone who couldn't hold back his words.

Not to mention the sincerity of the second sentence.

Mr. Yan is also a sincere and outspoken person. He was unwilling to let his younger brother start out as a soldier, so he joined the militia to be a leader and trained him. He also frankly said that he wanted to be promoted, earn merit through meritorious service, and abide by the rules.

The speaker is calm and the listener is comfortable.

That's it.

The King of England preferred Mr. Yan's approach to literati who concealed, beat around the bush, talked about things in different ways, and made people guess their thoughts.

The King of England also talked to him about borrowing grain from Leshan Prefecture.

There is a reply there.

Food and grass are already being raised and will be shipped to Guanzhou soon.

Although the King of England expected that Leshan Mansion would not reject him, he was still happy that it was done so quickly and without any delay.

"Does the prince want to inform the capital about the attack?" Yan Huaiwen asked.

The King understood what he meant.

This is asking him if he wants to complain to his father.

"Mr. Yan, what do you think I should do?" The King of England wanted to write a letter, but also didn't want to.

That day, he thought he was going to die.

After suffering such great grievance, wouldn't it be appropriate to complain to my father?

But the education he received since childhood made him endure it. His father, the aloof emperor, was not a warm and affectionate father.

"We have already reported that there are differences in Xizhou before. We still need some evidence to report again." Yan Huaiwen said slowly.

…

Wang Deshan sent Yan Huaiwen away. When he came back, he saw that the King of England was still sitting in the same posture as before, looking straight ahead, with empty eyes, as if in a daze.

He then stepped lightly and did not reply immediately.

At this time, the King of England was still accepting Yan Huaiwen's idea of ​​a hard-fist complaint.

Instead of putting himself on the pitiful and aggrieved side, he told his father forcefully and forcefully:

Er has some evidence of the rebellion in Xizhou, but he can't nail the other party yet. He lacks the key evidence. He is trying his best to trace it. It seems that the other party has noticed it and wants to kill Er, so he kills him instead! Guanzhou and Xizhou are still maintaining a fragile peace. I don't know when they will meet with each other. I hope the emperor will make plans in advance.

A child's heart is like a sword. If there is chaos in Xizhou, he will be killed!

The King of England rushed to the desk and picked up the hard letter in one stroke.

Iron painting, silver hook, sharp brush strokes!

He laughed, read it again and again, and laughed again.

Like madness.

The prince tried his best to make his presence as dim as possible.

It's rare for the prince to be so happy, so let him stay happy for a little longer.

"Wang Deshan!"

The King of England was finally happy enough and shouted the names of the people around him happily.

"I'm here, old slave." Wang Gonggong responded with a smile.

"Then why did Yan Huaian, Xiao Er's father, change his literary career to martial arts? Do you know?" King Ying asked.

"I know a little bit." The prince paused again and again, and said in a low voice: "The old slave recognized Xiao Er and walked around with his family more. The whole Yan family is full of reading seeds, but this Yan Er, not Taicheng, if he wants to start a career, it will be difficult for him to get ahead. He studied under Mr. Tian and made little progress academically, but he is quite successful in practical matters. Mr. Tian has plans for him and wants him to start as an official, but he himself does not want to. He said that civil service promotion was too slow and he had to join the army."

"You think the rise is too slow?" The King of England wanted to laugh, but held it back.

"Then Yan Er said that it is better to be in the army and to be promoted if you have merit. It's clear." The prince hesitated for a moment and then said: "Last year, the Crown Princess held a plum appreciation banquet and got into the Beirong spies. The palace was banned and the inside and outside were blocked. , Yan Er was waiting for the waiter and the others outside, and they were frightened. The people around could have inquired a little bit, but his family had their heads covered and didn’t know. After this incident, Yan Er changed his ambition and wanted to be a military attache. "

The King of England did not expect that it would be another plum blossom appreciation feast!

His daughter-in-law held a banquet, but the waiter didn't get anything hot to eat. The waiter's father couldn't believe it when he inquired about it.

Both father and daughter have ambitions! ! !

It sounds funny and sad at the same time.

The King of England thought that he would need to be careful when hosting banquets in the future!

"Where is Yan Huaian at this time?"

"It should be in the city."

"Come here looking for him, I want to see him."

…

Yan Er didn't wait long before someone from the Yamen came out to look for him.

He happily packed the bundles, carried two on his back, held one in his arms, and trotted into the Yamen following the visitor without caring about his appearance.

What kind of image do you want when meeting your teacher?

That's how he let the teacher know his hard work.

When he arrived at the familiar entrance of the courtyard, Yan Laoer realized something was wrong.

The prince and the crown prince are currently in the government office, with three steps and one post and five steps and one sentry. It is necessary to be strictly guarded.

But is his teacher's yard so closely guarded?

However, he was happy at this moment, and the above thought only circulated in his mind for a while, and then he suppressed it.

As he stepped into the yard, he shouted joyfully: "Teacher, I'm happy today, let's start walking in the pot tonight!"

Crown Princess: Are there any side effects of spending money to treat guests?

King of England: I am writing a letter to my old father with all my strength. What a big boy, I want to eat soft food!

Prince: Author, where is my chance to appear? Leave me alone to play?

Yan Er: When you are unhappy, you have to have a big meal, and when you are happy, you have to have a big meal!

Waiter: Yes, our family is a foodie! (*▽*)