I'm still so majestic

In the misty rain, seven days and nights.

The rain continued for nearly a month. Whether Jiangnan could survive or not, the seventh dam of the three dikes and twelve dams collapsed silently in one night.

Jiangnan Zhezi rushed to Beijing, and the emperor sat on the Nine Dragon Seat and looked down at the officials: "I wonder if someone has thought of a suitable countermeasure now?"

Everyone knew that they couldn't delay any longer, so they handed over their papers one after another. Yan Ji read them one by one, his brows gradually furrowed, and finally he smiled angrily, and raised his head: "In my eyes, the ministers of the Daqi court can It is divided into four types, do you know which four are they?"

Baiguan shook his head in trepidation.

"The first type is those who have good-looking faces but also have deep-seated hearts, such as Fu Xiang, General He, and Taifu Xie.

"The second type, although the appearance is a bit poor, but the heart has great talent." Yan Ji propped his chin and clicked a few names, and then said: "The third type is lacking in talent, but the appearance is pleasing to the eye. And the last one..."

Yan Ji lowered his head, his eyes slowly swept across the officials below, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "It's the rest of the people besides these."

Courtiers classified as the fourth type: "..."

Does this mean that we are ugly and have no ability?

For a moment, his face was very exciting.

Yan Ji tapped the handrail lightly: "I don't want to classify myself as the fourth type. I usually have a long brain when I do things. Is there any other tips?"

After the words fell, the ministers subconsciously looked at the few people who hadn't spoken.Mrs. Su looked like an old fox, Xie Wenzhuo smiled and said nothing, Fu Zhihuai stood with raised eyebrows, in the end, only Yan Zhou took a step forward: "Your Majesty, I still have some superficial opinions."

As he said that, he took out a notebook from his bosom and asked Shao He to present it to the emperor. Yanji opened it and saw that the notebook was really well written. Uncle will explain in detail what is on the booklet, and let all the ministers listen to it."

Yan Zhou made enough preparations, and when he heard the words, he said the above content with a gentle expression. After he finished speaking, Luo Ming, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, stepped forward: "Your Majesty, I think the prince's opinion is very safe, and he will definitely be able to bear it." Duties of the Governor-General."

After Yan Zhou's death, all the ministers seconded.

Yan Ji raised his eyebrows: "What do Grand Master Su and Wei Shangshu think?"

Su Mo had always been at odds with Yan Zhou, so he just smiled when he heard this.Although Wei Rong was dissatisfied with Yan Zhou because of Wei Cheng, he was used to being neutral and upright. After thinking about it, he was very honest: "I have heard so much these days, is it really the best way?"

With the last word out, Xie Wenzhuo said: "Your Majesty, the prince's opinion is indeed good, but speaking of the best, I feel that the one that Fu Xiang showed to me before is more suitable."

Yan Ji looked at Fu Zhihuai.

Fu Zhihuai was taken aback for a moment, and quickly realized that he walked forward. Xie Wenzhuo stood there with a smile. When Fu Zhihuai walked by him, he moved his fingers and handed a booklet to Fu Zhihuai.

Yan Ji smiled: "I don't read Zhezi either, so let the prime minister talk about it."

Fu Zhihuai opened the booklet, his mind was quick, he could give a general idea after just a glance, and he could also add some of his own things in time.After listening to him, Grand Master Su smiled with satisfaction: "Your Majesty, I think it is indeed suitable for the prime minister."

"What do you think?"

Naturally, the positions of the old grand master Su and the courtiers behind Yan Zhou will not change, and only Wei Rong is left.

Wei Rong frowned and pondered, considered all possible situations, and then analyzed the contents of the two papers in detail in his heart. He bowed solemnly, "Your Majesty, I feel that the prime minister is the best."

So the dust settled.

Yan Ji ordered some trivial matters again, and waved down with satisfaction.Yan Zhou stood at the back with his head down, his expression was gloomy. Fu Zhihuai stood among a group of courtiers who came forward to congratulate him. He glanced at Xie Wenzhuo and narrowed his eyes.

Royal study.

The first one Yan Ji waited for was Yan Zhou.

Yan Zhou walked over in a hurry, trying his best to maintain a gentle expression on his face. He was anxious. Before that, he was bound to win the position of governor and inspector. He had already arranged a series of plans with Chi Fang's letter. Now it will not work, it will be bad. It's not just a move in chess.

He was eager to see the emperor, so he quickened his pace a few steps unconsciously. When he reached the door of the study, he waited for Shao Hetong to pass on the message. He wanted to go in, but was suddenly blocked by Er Gouzi who was squatting beside him.

Yan Zhou took a step forward, Er Gouzi's eyes were fierce, and his throat let out a threatening roar.

He knew that Cang Qing had a fierce reputation, so he didn't dare to move. He slowed down his expression and waited until Er Gouzi regained his obedient appearance. When he moved, he was yelled at again.

The scene was very embarrassing.

Yan Ji was inside, and he could see the movement outside when he raised his eyes. He sat and watched the play with a smile on his face. When he had seen enough, he got up and walked slowly to open the door.

Seeing the owner, Ergouzi behaved instantly, walked to the side and squatted and shook his ears.

Yan Zhou followed Yan Ji into the study, frowning: "Your Majesty, your cangqing..."

Yan Ji smiled embarrassedly: "Uncle Wang, don't be angry, it has been spoiled by me, and it is more demanding on the faces of others on weekdays."

Yan Zhou: "..."

Is this trying to call me ugly?

He took a deep breath and pulled out a stiff smile: "It's nothing...Your Majesty, I came here today to talk about the governor of the south of the Yangtze River. ..."

Before he finished speaking, he looked at Yan Ji's face with a bit of difficulty: "This matter is of great importance, and I also want to see what the people in the court think, and Uncle Wang also knows what the court thinks."

Yan Zhou shook his head: "Your Majesty, I usually have some misunderstandings with Su Taishi and Wei Shangshu. The two adults are angry with you, and that's why they did this. It's just a little bit of emotion."

Yan Ji couldn't help applauding his brazenness in his heart, with hesitation on his face: "But..."

Yan Zhou thought that he was shaken, and he was overjoyed: "What else is there to be afraid of, Your Majesty?"

Yan Ji nodded, looking at him with weakness and dependence in his eyes: "If Uncle Wang goes there, he will be gone for several months, and I will be the only one left in this palace city. There was an assassination before, and I am afraid." , I want to keep Uncle Wang with me, is Uncle Wang unwilling?"

Yan Zhou was taken aback.

Yan Ji pinched his legs with the hand hidden under the table, his eyes were filled with water, and his voice trembled: "Or, when Uncle Wang said that he would protect me, he was actually just talking nicely to coax me?"

Yan Zhou: "..."

Yan Zhou's lips moved, feeling that he had nothing to say.

He lowered his head to look at Yan Ji, whose peach blossom eyes were red, soft and full of hope.

Yan Zhou lowered his head, thinking about how he relied on him when he was assassinated before, and looking at the matter, there was no room for it. After weighing it, a gentle expression appeared on his face: "Why, what Uncle Wang said is naturally doing things."

"That……"

"If you don't want to go, don't go. It's good to be with His Majesty in Miyagi."

Only then did Yan Ji laugh: "Thank you, Uncle Wang."

Yan Zhou smiled warmly, and asked for warmth in a hypocritical manner. Because the road to the south of the Yangtze River was not feasible, he wanted to write to Chi Fang as soon as possible to make plans, so he found an excuse and left after a while.

Not long after he left, the study door was opened again, Xie Wenzhuo walked in with a faint smile, followed by Fu Zhihuai.

Yan Ji glanced at them: "Have you heard what Yan Zhou said before?"

"I heard that, I'm really a little foolish." Fu Zhihuai said, and after finishing speaking, his brows were slightly frowned: "However, I want to know more now, what's going on?"

Yan Ji looked at the note that Xie Wenzhuo had stuffed in his hand before, touched his nose: "Your prime minister is so smart, how can he be so transparent in his heart, this is also the most suitable method that I came up with after discussing with the Taifu."

Fu Zhihuai had an expression of "I knew it": "Your Majesty, it's not that I don't want to, it's just that behind this decision, some people's ulterior motives are too strong."

As he said that, he glanced at Xie Wenzhuo indiscriminately.

The latter lowered his eyebrows and smiled slightly, looking calm.

Yan Ji didn't notice his movements: "The person with ulterior motives just left and returned disappointed, so there are no one else.

Fu Zhihuai didn't know that the deal was done, and he didn't want to dwell on this topic to make a wedding dress for others, so he sighed: "Yes."

Yan Ji lowered his head: "Mingcheng, you know, I don't have many trustworthy people."

Fu Zhihuai's eyes softened when he heard the words he called him: "Yan Xiaojiu, when I come back, I will cook wine with you outside Xuanjing Hall and watch the peach blossoms, you will remember."

Yan Ji laughed: "Okay, by then, I will never return home drunk."

"If you don't get drunk, you won't return." Fu Zhihuai repeated, his expression calmed down, and he remembered his daily life again, took out the letter from his pocket and handed it over.

Yan Ji took it and took it apart, perhaps because he was in a good mood, and even the content of the love poems that felt shameful was also tinged with warmth.After he finished reading, he packed the letter paper and put it in the wooden box. Fu Zhihuai glanced at it: "Your Majesty, how many letters are there?"

"89 letters." Yan Ji said: "It's a lot, and you still don't plan to express your heart to your sweetheart?"

It's not good to hold back all the time.

There was a smile in the corner of Fu Zhihuai's eyes, and he shook his head: "It's not urgent, but when the 260th letter has been collected, I will give His Majesty a surprise, and I hope His Majesty will not be disgusted by that time."

That will take about half a year.

Yan Ji nodded.

Fu Zhihuai smiled even more, and stood up: "Since that's the case, I will go back and prepare first. I will leave for Jiangnan early tomorrow morning. Your Majesty, I will leave."

Yan Ji hummed, and the latter bowed to salute, turned and walked out, turned around, and saw Xie Wenzhuo looking at him, with an unknown light in his dark eyes.

"Teacher, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, but I suddenly feel that there are some things that I can't wait for. It's easy to make mistakes after a long time."

Yan Ji didn't know why he said that all of a sudden, but after thinking about it, it was also applicable to Yan Zhou and Yun Muzhi, so he nodded in agreement.

Then I saw Xie Wenzhuo's smile became warmer, and he reached out to pick up the oil-paper umbrella standing beside him: "It's getting late, Your Majesty, let's go back."