Reincarnation of the powerful minister

The young master who played hooligans received another solid thump.

Su Yan took out the diorama from the closet in the carriage, looked left and right at the neck, and pulled up the neckline vigorously, barely covering the obvious hickey.As long as you get off the car and add a cape with a fur collar, no one will be able to see it, so you can rest assured.

The prince's carriage was going to Baizhifang, and he simply followed to see the explosion site.

The center of the explosion was the warehouse of the Gunpowder Bureau, and it exploded into a deep pit with a radius of more than a hundred feet. It was impossible to tell whether it was a dust explosion that caused the black powder.Shock waves radiate outward, and the closer the houses within two miles are to the center, the more serious the collapse will be.The damage on the outer periphery is slightly less severe, and it can be stabilized after repairs. The entire Baizhifang in the inner circle will basically be rebuilt.

Under the command of officials from the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Industry, the Beijing Army is looking for survivors from the ruins of civilian houses, and filling the pit with broken bricks and rotten wood in an endless stream.

There are ruins everywhere, traces of smoke and fire everywhere, cries, cries for help, and moans come and go.

Zhu Helin grew up in a deep palace. He sneaked out in the past, and all he could see was the splendor and prosperity of the capital. He had never seen such a tragic scene, and he looked deeply shocked.

Su Yan patted his arm comfortingly, and said: "Compared to natural disasters such as river disasters, locust plagues, earthquakes, and the Little Ice Age, this kind of man-made disaster is relatively light. Do a good job in disaster relief. It can be rebuilt in a year or two, so don’t worry too much.”

There have been almost no earthquakes in recent years.On the contrary, the Yellow River broke through repeatedly in Shandong and Nanzhili, and several times failed to control the water flow. In order to finalize the new river control policy, the officials of the Ministry of Industry are still arguing endlessly at the court meeting, and the emperor feels very headache because of this.

Zhu Helin thought of the difficulties his father had to face, and suddenly felt that his task this time was not so difficult.

"What is a small... ice age?" He asked Su Yan.

Su Yan put his hands into his sleeves, walked out carefully along the road full of gravel, and replied: "There will be a long period of time - decades, or even a hundred years, the climate will change suddenly, and there will be severe droughts and droughts in summer. Great floods appeared one after another, and the winter was extremely cold, and even the originally hot Lingnan experienced heavy snowfall."

Zhu Helin was quick thinking, and quickly responded: "Irregular seasons, wouldn't that mean a famine?"

"That's not true. The temperature dropped sharply, causing drought in the north, and a large reduction in food production, which would lead to a great famine. The long-term famine is the root cause of the decades of wars in the world. No dynasty or monarch can recover."

"...how did you see it?"

Su Yan stopped and turned to look at the prince, "This kind of little ice age has happened three times in history. One was at the end of the Yin and Shang Dynasties, and the Shang Dynasty, which had stood for more than 500 years, fell. The other was at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and the Three Kingdoms ended in melee. , followed by the chaos of the Five Dynasties. Another time at the end of the Tang Dynasty, it led to the great division of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms. Every time there was famine and chaos during the Little Ice Age, the population of the Central Plains would drop by four-fifths.”

Zhu Helin was thrilled to hear this, and blurted out, "Will it happen a fourth time? When?"

After thinking about it, I felt that I was asking a stupid question. Qinghe is not a real person who can predict the future, how can he know when the natural disaster will happen?

meeting!In this dynasty, less than 200 years later, it directly led to the demise of Da Ming.

——But that was the world before time travel.What happened in the history of that world may not happen here, Su Yan comforted himself in this way.

Regardless of whether he entered a parallel space or not, from the moment he was projected in, the historical track has shifted slightly.Despite his meager powers, he'll push the wheel as hard as he can, pushing this shift in a brighter direction, if only just a little.

Natural disasters cannot be avoided, but we can minimize the fatal blow to the people and preserve the population as much as possible.

Improve production levels, increase national grain reserves, speed up business prosperity and material circulation, open seas to ban overseas trade, introduce and plant a large number of drought-resistant and high-yielding crops from the Americas—potatoes, corn, and sweet potatoes...

Su Yan can say many countermeasures in one breath, but he knows that it is too difficult to turn all ideas into reality.

Mayflies may really be able to shake trees, but it requires extremely firm beliefs, extremely precise inputs, extremely long time and countless companions who follow one after another.

Not to mention anything else, just increasing the national treasury reserves will involve adjusting tax policies, increasing commercial taxes, reducing agricultural taxes, solving land mergers, and so on.

Under the feudal system, the problem of land annexation could never be completely resolved. It would only erupt periodically, destroying a dynasty, and then reshuffle the cards to rebuild a new order and redistribute land. Conflicts accumulated for hundreds of years, and broke out again to destroy the dynasty.

This is why no dynasty can last forever.

It is also the reason why all the founding monarchs are wise and powerful, and all the last emperors are unable to support themselves.

Su Yan stared fixedly at the future emperor, finally shook his head and said nothing.

Zhu Helin tried hard to digest for a while, and finally decided to throw this eternal puzzle to Miaomiao's will.At present, it is enough for him to perfectly solve the problem of disaster relief and comfort for the people.

Su Yan quite agrees with the prince's attitude of focusing on the present. The little ghost is only 15 years old after the new year. Looking forward to the future, it is better to leave this difficult matter to himself, to Emperor Jinglong.

And he himself has an urgent need to solve right now, and that is the elusive "player".If this poisonous boil is not eradicated, maybe Daming will finish playing here without waiting for the natural disaster that may come in 200 years.

After Su Yan said goodbye to the crown prince, he went to Dali Temple worriedly, found a group of capable servants, and asked them to go to various rice and noodle shops in the capital to find out if anyone had bought flour in large quantities recently, and who they were.

In the evening, the officers who inquired about the news went back to the yamen one after another and reported the results of the investigation to Mr. Shaoqing.

Su Yan compared the information and found that the mass purchase of flour was concentrated more than a month ago, and the buyers claimed to be grain merchants from other places.He copied down the directory and prepared to go to Fusi, Beizhen the next day, and let Jinyiwei's spies track them down one by one to see if he could catch the investor behind him. This person must have something to do with the "player".

More than a month ago, at the end of last year, he came back from Shaanxi.

That is to say, as soon as he returned to Beijing, he alarmed the camp owners of the Seven Killing Battalion, even the "players". In order to prevent him from investigating more inside stories, he laid out a countermeasure to blow up the secret road in advance.

This shows what?Su Yan fell into deep thought:

His aid to Altan in Qingshuiying, Shaanxi, made the trick of Heiduo Dawu wanting Altan to die directly in the territory of Daming to fail, and temporarily suppressed the conflict between Wala and Daming, thus destroying the conflict to a certain extent. The layout of the "player" has been changed.

Shen Qi caught the blood pupil assassin who was trying to assassinate the prince.And he mediated in the court, and saved the precarious reputation of the prince from the raging criticism among the people.These also undermined the plan of the "players" to shake the country.

He, Shen Qi and Jing Hong pursued to solve the case of Honglu Temple, abolished Fuyin, the lurker, and further hurt the nerves of the "player".

Therefore, these flours that caused dust explosions have changed from being prepared for any danger, to finally becoming tail-docking to survive.

Does this also explain from the side that although he has never met, the "player" already regards him as a formidable enemy that needs to be vigilant?

So the other party controlled Jing Hong to chase and seriously injured Shen Qi, which was equivalent to cutting off his left and right arms in one go.Next, how will we deal with him?Will he be killed directly like the assassination of the prince?

...that seemed easy enough.

Su Yan squeezed his slender arms and legs, and smiled wryly, wondering whether the four king vajras sent by the emperor could protect him.

After the check-in, he abducted to Shen's residence to visit Shen Qi, and was dragged to have dinner.In order not to affect the recuperation of the seriously injured, he declined Shen Qi's persuasion, and returned home after nightfall.

Before going to bed, Su Yan carefully checked the door bolts and window locks. Just in case, he tied thin wires with bells on all the doors and windows.

He tossed and turned on the bed for a long time, and just felt a little drowsy when the bell rang twice suddenly, waking him up.

For the window facing the back garden, Jing Hong chased the one she often turned in and out of.

Has Ah Zhui escaped and returned?

Su Yan didn't even bother to put on his coat, jumped out of the bed barefoot, rushed to the window, and shouted in a deep voice, "Who?"

There was no movement outside the window.

He called out again: "Ah Zhui?"

A familiar deep and deep voice outside the window said: "It's me."

—— King Yu?Su Yan was a little surprised.

According to the prince's usual pissing behavior, it is true that he can do such shameless things as breaking into the dormitory at night, but when this kind of mountain rain is about to come, he is still in the mood to get angry?In the last two meetings, I just got a good look at him, and dared to stick my nose in the face, this is eating but not hitting!

Su Yan clacked his knuckles, and asked in a cold tone, "My lord's private visit at night is not in line with etiquette. If you have anything to say, go to the official office of Dali Temple tomorrow morning."

King Yu said through the window: "Qinghe misunderstood, this king is not here to harass you."

"But the prince has already disturbed people's dreams."

There was a little silence outside, and the voice became low: "The king sent Han Ben off for the last time today. On the way back, I saw you walking with the crown prince. When you came out of the ruins of Baizhifang, your face was serious, and you must be in a bad mood. So tonight, my king will come to drink with you."

Su Yan was slightly stunned, and said: "If you drink wine, you will be even more worried, let's forget it."

"One drink can relieve a thousand worries. It's a pity that I won't get drunk for a thousand cups, but I can't even ask for one. If you don't feel at ease, just drink lightly. Just drink me hard. If you can get me drunk, I thank you."

Su Yan heard his words full of depression and depression, and remembered that during the day in the medical hut, King Yu said that Han Ben had followed him for 15 years, and it must be more than the relationship between the master and the guard.

Fifteen years ago, King Yu was still in the army, and the two of them should still be in the robes of "Qiyue Wuyi, with the same clothes as Zi". No wonder Han Ben died, he would be so sad.

Su Yan sighed, picked up the bell, and opened the window.

A gust of cold wind came in, he was only wearing a mid-sole, and he was barefoot, so he turned his head and sneezed.

King Yu turned inside neatly, closed the window immediately, and said, "Hurry up and put on your coat! Where's the charcoal basin, I'll go get some."

Su Yanben still regretted his soft-heartedness for a moment. He was only half relieved when he heard the other party urging him to put on his clothes instead of taking them off. .

"It's already February, and it's still so cold." Su Yan said.

The last time the two of them were alone, it was at the parasol water pavilion that we couldn't bear to look back on.Although he has let go of his resentment now, and King Yu has expressed his apology and repentance to him with practical actions, he will inevitably feel embarrassed at the moment, so the safest topic is to talk about the weather.

"It's cold in spring." King Yu replied casually, putting two heavy jars of spirits on the table, "Come, get me drunk."

When Su Yan poured a bowl, he raised his head and drank it faster than water.

Seeing that he drank most of the altar by himself, Su Yan still didn't say anything nonsense, so he also poured himself a bowl and finished it slowly.

"Come on, let's spit bitter water on each other," he said.

"...I don't have any bitterness to vomit. You are a prince, well-clothed and well-fed, so what bitterness can there be?" King Yu poured another bowl of wine down his throat.

Su Yan picked up the wine bowl, "I have a discovery about you."

"What did you find?"

"You usually call yourself 'the king' when you talk, and when you put on airs, use your accent, and have something in your words, you call yourself the 'lonely king'."

King Yu stopped drinking and looked at him: "Do I have any?"

Su Yan nodded: "Only when you don't have any mood to pretend, you will call yourself 'I'."

"You left out a little bit—"

"Which point?"

"And let go of your guard, such as when you are facing someone close to you." King Yu said with a serious look on his face.

Su Yan had indescribably complicated emotions, but it was definitely not beneficial, so he turned his face away, and said while drinking: "My relationship with the prince is more than that of meeting strangers, and it is by no means intimate. "

King Yu sighed, "An expected answer."

He pushed the wine bowl and drank directly from the jug, as if he wanted to die of drunkenness immediately.

The wine was quite strong, and after drinking two bowls, Su Yan felt like his stomach was on fire, but King Yu poured down a whole jar, and went to slap the clay on the second jar.

Not afraid of acute alcohol poisoning, Su Yan reached out to press the mouth of the altar.

King Yu smirked: "Don't worry, you won't die if you drink it."

People who drink to death say so when they drink.If I die here suddenly, then I will be in big trouble.Su Yan grabbed the wine jar and poured himself another bowl, taking as much as he could.

One swallowed, the other swallowed slowly. After finishing the two jars of wine, Su Yan felt hot all over and his head swelled. He felt that he was almost drunk, and asked King Yu: "Are you drunk? Go away when you are not drunk... Hurry up too."

King Yu stood up, looking at his actions without incident, and his eyes seemed to be four or five points drunk, a mysterious state between waking and drunk.

He put down the empty wine jar, "Where are you going? The palace is an iron cage, and the capital is a bigger iron cage. You want me to continue squatting in the cage?"

Su Yan said: "Whether the capital is a cage or not depends on what you think—"

"—Hush, don't preach, don't imitate my brother who is full of great ideas." King Yu put his index finger on his lips, "I'll take you to see the cage gate."

Longmen?The Longmen of Longmen Grottoes?Is it a little far away...Su Yan's feverish mind was a little bit dizzy, and he saw King Yu pull a cloak with a hood from the hanger next to him, wrap him from head to toe, and went to open the door.

"Going out in the middle of the night will alarm the imperial attendant in the front yard—" Before he finished speaking, Su Yan realized that he had climbed over the wall and flew in mid-air.

With his feet hanging in the air, he was so frightened that he grabbed King Yu.King Yu hugged his waist and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, I can't fall you."

Su Yan said angrily: "Put me down, you're drunk!"

"I don't. You see, I can carry people with me, and I can turn over with a kite."

As he spoke, he flipped in the air, and he flew as lightly as a kite.Su Yan covered her mouth: "I'm going to vomit!"

Only then did King Yu stabilize his figure, stop on the eaves of a wine shop, lean down to drink the wine from the altar, grabbed Su Yan, and started flying again.

Su Yan was really afraid of these high-ranking Lianjiazi, so he turned his face to King Yu's chest to avoid the cold wind, and asked intermittently, "Where are you going...the city gates are closed."

King Yu put his arms around the man in his right hand, and held the wine jar in his left hand. His whole body exuded the steaming sweet and spicy smell of wine. He replied nonchalantly, "Don't worry, no city gate or city wall can stop me. Brother Huang also knows this, so use A more invisible and heart-killing power."

He swept up the tower from the steps beside the city gate, threw a token to identify the besieging defenders, and then grabbed the rope hanging from the opponent and slipped down from the top of the city wall.

The defenders seemed to be very used to the prince going out of the city at night to relax. Anyway, he couldn't go very far anyway. At most, he wandered around the capital and came back before dawn, so they cooperated very quickly.It's just that King Yu brought an extra person with him tonight, wrapped in a cloak so he couldn't identify his face, but no one dared to question him.

When the feeling of flying over the wind finally disappeared, and his feet landed on the ground, Su Yan pushed King Yu away with all his strength, holding on to something big that was dark, cold and hard, and felt nauseated for a while.

He discovered for the first time that in addition to motion sickness and seasickness, people can also suffer from light kung fu.

Obviously, when Ah Zhui took him to fly, he didn't feel dizzy at all... This dog Biyu Wang doesn't care about his life or death, bastard!

King Yu patted him on the back, and passed the wine jar over: "Drink a few sips, and your soul will be fixed."

Su Yan took a few sips of wine, suppressed the churning feeling in his stomach, and gasped, "One day I'm going to screw your head off and kick it like a ball!"

King Yu laughed, "Fortunately, you are not my enemy, and this is not a battlefield. The last time he said this was Ye Lizi, the leader of a tribe in Beimo. Then you guessed it, I knocked his head off. Hang it on the flagpole and use it as a target for the soldiers to practice flying knives."

Su Yan said angrily: "What's so 'lucky'! If you become a mortal enemy on the battlefield, you can just sweep my head off, and I can't beat you!"

King Yu looked serious: "I'm afraid that when I face you, my heart will soften and I won't be able to do anything, and you will easily fight back. Then I'm done, the border is over, and Da Ming is also over."

Su Yan felt that this kind of seriousness was more troublesome than foolishness, so he stuffed the wine jar into his arms: "You are really drunk! What are you talking about...Where is the dragon gate? I will go home and sleep after reading it."

"It's right under your palm." King Yu said.

Su Yan turned his head to look—it turned out to be the big granite stele in Wuliyi.The night was dark, and the four characters "Gyeonggi important land" on the surface of the stele could not be seen clearly, but the cracked corner was very obvious, and I was standing on the edge of the missing corner.

He murmured: "I haven't mended it yet, Yi Cheng is so lazy."

King Yu said: "It's not because I'm lazy, but because I dare not make love."

"When I passed by here on my way back to Beijing, Ah Zhui said that it was whipped with a soft whip. When I whipped it down to break the stele and break the stone, only the corners were cut off. It can be seen that this person has strong inner strength and has scruples." Su Yan Caress the bony section.

King Yu was silent for a moment, and said, "I smoked it."

"Huh? Hmm..." Su Yan immediately understood the meaning of the cage door, "Is this monument a boundary line for you?"

King Yu nodded, and sat on the slightly green grass with his back against the stele, bent his legs, and put the wine jar between his legs, "Ten years ago, the emperor erected this stele, and I was forced to swear that I would never step out of it for the rest of my life." Outside of this monument.

"It's been ten years now. Looking back, it's like a silly dream. In the dream, there are luxury, fireworks and love. It seems that I can live my whole life in such a muddle. But one day, I suddenly realized that the face in the mirror was not me, but a pair of disgusting eyes. The mask, the more I want to tear it off, the more I feel the pain of peeling skin and flesh...Qinghe, you brought this pain to me."

Su Yan listened quietly, and when he heard the last sentence, he said without hesitation, "I won't blame you for this!"

King Yu squinted his head sideways, and looked at him from bottom to top, "You'll have to carry this blame, otherwise, why should I come out to blow the cold wind tonight, wouldn't it be good to find a romantic little scholar to hug and sleep?"

Su Yan's anger that had just calmed down rose again: "None of my business! Whichever you like to sleep with, as long as you don't sleep with me, I still care about you?"

King Yu smiled: "Actually, after sleeping with you, I have slept with other people, but it didn't work out. After thinking about it, I didn't want to be reconciled, so I tried another one, and the result was even worse. He was obviously a handsome man, but just after he took off his clothes, he felt His skin is not as white as yours, his waist is not as thin as yours, his legs are not as straight as yours, his buttocks are not as upturned as yours, and he doesn't feel good when hugged. In the end, he lost all interest and had to be dressed back. After that, I really did it for him. You have guarded yourself like a jade."

Su Yan hated him for not forcing his face to the extreme. He could say all sorts of obscene nonsense, so he kicked his feet angrily: "Who the hell wants to hear about your bed! I like to sleep or not, so why do you use me as a raft? It's impossible for me to apologize to you!"

King Yu was not annoyed when he was kicked, and his face was sincere: "Don't you think that I am putting on airs and saying something? Everything I say is true now, don't you believe it?"

It's not a question of truth or lies, but something that shouldn't be said at all!Su Yan kicked hard on the wine jar for the last time, and squatted down hugging his feet with a groan, tears of pain poured out of his eyes involuntarily.

King Yu pulled him to sit next to him, took off his boots, touched his toes, and said: "The bones are fine, it will be fine after the pain. Next time, kick someone more accurately, and don't fold yourself in." .”

Su Yan suspected that he took the opportunity to tease him, and he was even more angry, "You dragged me out in the middle of the night because you wanted to piss me off, and then dig a hole and bury me right there?!"

King Yu stretched out his arms, put his arms around his shoulders, and embraced him in a very daring gesture, "How is it possible? One day, if I am driven into a hurry, go crazy, and do something stupid to kill myself, I have to trouble you to intercede for me afterwards, and ask the emperor not to bury me in the imperial mausoleum. I don’t want to be surrounded by him after I die. Send my ashes to Datong, and bury them under the Great Wall. Lonely ghosts will continue to put on armor and guard the country's gates."

As if a basin of water was pouring out his anger, Su Yan heard the deep boredom and determination from these words, and couldn't help frowning: "Why is this! Even if you really hate the capital, in the future There may not be no chance to leave, the main thing is to let the emperor trust you."

"It's not about the capital city, but I hate this life of being guarded and kept in captivity forever. As for the trust of the emperor's brother..." King Yu chuckled, "Maybe there will be such a day, ten years later, 20 years later, when When my hair grows gray and my hair grows, and I can no longer hold a spear or ride a horse, maybe I can return to the fief."

Because he was sitting taller than Su Yan, he tilted his head to the side, leaned his head on Su Yan's shoulder in an uncomfortable position, closed his eyes as if he was overwhelmed by alcohol, and murmured: "The sound of the flute disappears. It's much more comfortable, but the dream keeps going.

"Last night, I dreamed about seeing Han Ben for the first time. And the first time he went to the battlefield with me, he almost fell with me at the foot of Wulan Mountain, and never came back."

"Wulan Mountain..." Su Yan felt that the place name was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"Yes, Wulan Mountain." King Yu said calmly and succinctly about the Black Cloud Tuqi that he had led back then.

The more Su Yan listened to it, the more he felt familiar, and finally remembered—isn't this the famous "Encounter at Wulan Mountain"?With outnumbered classic battles, textbook-level judgment and command skills, it is a hot topic in military forums.It's a pity that the commander was unknown, leaving no splashes in the long river of history.Afterwards, on the border between Beimo and Daming, there were several extremely exciting battles, the style of which seemed to be written by the same person, but it is a pity that the history books are not detailed.

He originally guessed whether the commander had made some political mistakes, and was deliberately obliterated of his achievements under the ruler's behest.It never occurred to her that the commander was Yu Wang Zhu Xujing—no, it should be said that it was Dai Wang Zhu Jincheng!

Fuck... the half-drunk man next to me who wants to live a prostitute full of flirtatious talk is the unknown god of war I once dreamed of!

Su Yan felt that the Three Views had collapsed a bit, and let King Yu lean on his shoulder, speechless with mixed feelings.

King Yu groaned in a sleepy voice: "Ye Lan lies down and listens to the wind and rain..."

"...Iron Horse Binghe is dreaming." Su Yan finally accepted the truth buried in the dust of history, and patted the other person's shoulder pityingly, "I take back what I said before, it's not that 'there may be no chance of leaving in the future', It's 'there is definitely no chance of leaving in the future'."

Because you are the God of War and you are also anonymous.A person who is not allowed to leave his name in the history books.

King Yu let out a gasping laugh, both self-deprecating and disappointed: "Even you think so, it seems that this is God's will."

Su Yan picked up the wine jar with one hand - he miscalculated, he couldn't hold it with one hand, so he picked it up with both hands - took a few sips of wine, and brought the mouth of the jar to King Yu's mouth, "Come on, drink up this jar Liquor, let me tell you what is meant by 'my fate is up to me'."

"Brother? It's almost as good as you call me." King Yu opened his eyes and sneered, but he still drank the whole jar of wine, and then kicked the jar out.

Su Yan hiccupped and said, "Even if your head is smashed by a flower pot, you can still create miracles and start another life."

"Who are you talking about?" King Yu asked, feeling an unprecedented intoxication.

Su Yan smiled dizzily: "It's an ordinary person who doesn't want to die—Zhu Xujing, do you really want to die? Does it matter whether you burn jade or stone together, or hit a stone with an egg?"

King Yu was silent for a moment, and replied, "I don't want to. I want to go back to the border."

"There is always a chance, just wait patiently... Don't bother your brother, he has enough to worry about..." The following words turned into inaudible murmurs, Su Yan woke up suddenly before losing consciousness, and shouted: "I don't want to sleep in the wild, let alone sleep with you... Take me back to the house!"

After hesitating, King Yu got up and pulled him up too.

The cloak was crooked, the collar was pulled a little, and the fresh hickey on the collarbone was exposed.

Shen Qi was seriously injured, Jing Hong chased her missing, the only one who could do this was the old man in the palace... Maybe the young one... King Yu cursed silently, with a frightening coldness on his face.

Su Yan was jumping back and forth between sobriety and drunkenness at this moment. He was probably still vigilant in the face of the ex-convict. Seeing the other party's eyes were not friendly, he quickly straightened his clothes, wrapped his cloak tightly, and walked along the official road to the city gate. direction to go.

He had to wait till dawn to get home.King Yu hurriedly stepped forward to take him under his arm.

Su Yan yelled before he flew out: "Old driver, drive steadily, I'm motion sick."