Self-cultivation of Male Supporting Role

Shi Yan is not a procrastinator. Since he agreed to Xie Mingyue, he turned towards the palace after leaving the ancestral mansion. He handed the sign of entering the palace outside the palace, and soon a little **** came to lead Shi Yan in.

Now, is there anyone in the entire capital who doesn't know His Majesty's unprincipled love for Min Anbo?

If it weren't for the similar appearance of Min Anbo and the traitor Li Shimo, everyone would suspect that Min Anbo was an illegitimate child who sent His Majesty to the people.

What's more, even His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince, treats this person very politely and familiarly, which is simply confusing.

Shi Yan was led directly into the side hall of the Taiji Hall, and soon Gong E skillfully served Shi Yan with tea and snacks. He ate and drank rudely, and when he was feeding himself, the emperor finally came. Late.

When Shi Yan met the emperor, he didn't hide it, and told the story of the Zongren's mansion in its entirety, and then he said to the emperor: "I personally think that the reason given by Xie Mingyue is worth the minister's help in coming to your place.

But what you think, it has nothing to do with the minister. "

After listening to Shi Yan's retelling of Xie Mingyue's words, the emperor was stunned for a long time before he said, "Uncle Wang is very ambitious and talented. I didn't expect to have such an ambitious child, but unfortunately it is a daughter."

Shi Yan answered: "Fortunately, it's a daughter."

The emperor suddenly remembered another thing: "I heard that Li Shimo said crazy things at the execution ground on the day of his execution..."

Shi Yan was too honest, and bluntly said to the emperor: "Not really, in fact, the minister has long suspected the origin of the child, but he is too lazy to verify, but after that incident, according to the minister's understanding of Li Shimo, it can basically be confirmed, that The child is indeed not the child of the minister."

The emperor's face darkened: "Why are you so spineless? You have worked so hard to raise a son for others for so many years, and you don't even want to kill that adulterer?"

Shi Yan's face was full of helplessness: "His mother has been punished long ago and died in childbirth. As for father Kanda... There is no one else but Li Shimo who can survive under Mrs. Li's eyelids."

The emperor slapped the table angrily: "Too deceiving! Deceiving too much!"

Shi Yan had no choice but to pat the emperor's back, "Chen here is not angry for a long time, why are you angry? No matter how dirty their thoughts are, the people who are living well now are the ministers, and they have long since become one. Holding the loess and tangled in the ground."

The emperor suddenly understood why Shi Yan didn't want to get married, and suddenly said to Shi Yan, "I won't force you to get married in the future, as for you.

I will have someone arrange it properly for you! "

Shi Yan was stunned for a moment, not understanding what the emperor suddenly thought of, that's why he said that.

But he was also very satisfied with the result, so he gave the emperor a cup of tea with a smile: "Then thank you Your Majesty for your troubles!"

Not long after Shi Yan left the palace, an edict was sent from the Hall of Supreme Harmony to the Zongren Mansion.

After listening to the imperial edict on his knees, Zong Ling was horrified, and he unconsciously changed Shi Yan's status from the emperor's close minister to the emperor's favored minister.

That night, the sinner Xie Mingyue disappeared silently from the clan's mansion, but the royal dark guard camp had a new dark guard who was very ruthless towards himself during training.

Also that night, in a desolate clan courtyard in the north of the city, the husband and wife looked sad. In the small courtyard, they were about to bury a two-month-old baby who died unexpectedly. They unexpectedly saw a bright yellow swaddled Lord Zongling. .

The next spring, the wheat city on Shiyanzhuangzi successfully planted 200 mu. The yield of wheat here is obviously much higher than that of other places, which has long attracted the adults of the DPRK and China Agriculture Department.

In previous years, all of you adults could be reserved on the surface, find a reason to come to Shiyanzhuangzi, and by the way, check the reason why the output of wheat is so high.

This year, everyone didn't even bother to look for excuses. Knowing that Min Anbo intends to hand over a set of planting experience to the court next year, his attitude towards Shi Yan is flattering.

There are a few old men with gray beards who wish to move their bedding to the field and live here for twelve hours a day for observation and research.

What makes Shi Yan most satisfied is that although the people on Zhuangzi have not figured out how to not waste wool, yet make it fluffy, soft and comfortable.

During this period, wool felts, wool blankets, wool capes, wool knitwear and other items were researched, making full use of every hair on the sheep and never wasting it.

As soon as wool products were launched in Beijing, they became popular and spread to the surrounding area at a very fast speed.

Under the intentional guidance of the imperial court, he soon entered the territory of northern Xinjiang, where he made a living by raising sheep and grazing.

A large number of businessmen went to northern Xinjiang and started a wool purchase business with local residents, which brought vitality to the underdeveloped local economy for many years.

It has driven the development of other local economies at a very fast speed. In the Beijiang City, in almost two months, row upon row of restaurants and tea stalls appeared on the streets, and various commodities were moved from their homes to the market for sale.

After the king of Dingbei was imprisoned for treason last year, the hearts of the people have been uneasy.

The fixed northern border suddenly became stable and alive because of the impact of this force.

People have more money in their hands, and their lives have a head start, and their hearts naturally settle down.

When Shi Yan heard Wang An say this, he was not surprised.

Wang An squatted on the side of Shi Yan's reclining chair, and his voice was flying, and his expression was flying: "Wow, boss, you don't even know, now many businessmen outside say that you are that Tao Zhugong who is alive, and you have the ability to turn a stone into gold. !

The storyteller in the teahouse made up this incident into a story, and the name was called - Min Anbo skillfully used wool to set the northern border!

Lots of people are listening! When I went to the city to pick up Mr. Yang home that day, I even gave the storyteller a tael of silver! "

Shi Yan looked at the blue sky above his head and felt that his mood was very smooth, so he simply gave Wang An a response: "It's over, this is the result of the concerted efforts of many forces, the credit is all on me, it's inappropriate !"

Wang An disagreed and said, "What's inappropriate? Boss, I've heard people say it! After the imperial court took down the northern border, the local residents have always resisted the officials sent by the imperial court.

In the past half a year alone, there have been hundreds of conflicts, large and small, and even several times, the two sides fought directly and used the army!

But even so, those people in Beijiang are still very xenophobic and do not want to obey the imperial edict!

In the end, it was our woolen products that opened up the hole, allowing the northern Xinjiang people to accept businessmen from other places, and then accept the dispatched jurisdiction of the imperial court.

In this battle, wool has made great contributions! I heard people say that the court has recently discussed meritorious deeds, and someone proposed to give you a credit! "

Shi Yan shook his head: "No."

Wang An was puzzled: "Why not?"

"I won't have any credit for this."

Wang An was still not convinced: "Is that possible? From now on, I will wait at our Zhuangzi intersection, waiting for the imperial court's decision to award a reward! I don't believe it, how could the imperial court not award a reward for such an important credit?"

In fact, the court did not grant rewards, not only Wang An was puzzled, it can be said that the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty were puzzled.

This question was pressed in everyone's heart, and it was not until twenty years later that he finally realized it.

It was a very ordinary spring. It was near noon, and the warm sun shone on people most comfortably.

Everyone knew that Min Anbo must be lying under the tree in the yard basking in the sun at this time.

Miaomiao, who was 24 years old this year, was holding her three-year-old daughter in her hands, and the mother and son approached the yard where Shi Yan was located briskly.

Miaomiao told the girl

Er: "I'll see Uncle later, do you know what to say?"

The little girl is small and small, and she doesn't look like her grandfather Liu Quan. She has a bit of grandmother Liu's style on her face. She has an oval face, big eyes, and red lips.

Obediently nodding: "I know, let Grandpa teach grandfather a lesson, don't let grandfather go out drinking all day, it is not good for your health, and you have to invite Grandpa to our house to be a guest at our great-grandmother's 70th birthday.

The great-grandmother said that she should share some of her blessings with Grandpa Uncle, so that Grandpa Uncle can live a long and long life. "

Miaomiao touched her daughter's forehead as a reward: "It's so good!"

It's a pity that their wishes were never fulfilled.

Because Shi Yan was lying on the reclining chair under the tree in the courtyard on such a sunny morning. He passed away peacefully without any disease or disaster. When he left, his expression was very calm, and he had a book that could be completed in his hand. .

The content on the cover is very simple. At first glance, it is the naming style of Min'anbo - the manual of pepper and pepper planting.

People who heard the news quickly filled the entire courtyard, everyone was silent, and sadness spread among the crowd.

Some ignorant children whispered to the adults in the family: "Didn't grandpa say that grandpa will live a hundred years? Grandpa said the day before yesterday that grandpa is only 42 years old this year, and he can still lead the people in our village to work hard. Ten years!

Why can't Grandpa fall asleep and wake up? "

Everyone asked in their hearts: Yes, why? Why don't such good people live long?

Wang An and Liu Quan, who were rolling on the ground with descendants, squatted beside Shi Yan's reclining chair and cried into tears. She could only cover her eyes and hold her head in pain, crying with no image at all.

Let others look at it with unease, and can't help flowing down with it.

Before the emperor received the news of Shi Yan's death, he was talking to the prince about Shi Yan: "Min Anbo entered the palace a few days ago, and wanted to ask me for a calligraphy that I wrote in my own hand. Misty Rain is exactly the same calligraphy.

He even dared to despise the inelegant poems I mentioned in the past, and asked me to think about it carefully, write an unusually elegant poem on it, and said that I would take it to the ground to show off in the future.

What's more, he has become more and more courageous over the years, and he dares to look down on me, saying that I can't write it, so I ask the minister of the court to write a song on his behalf, he can pretend not to know, in short, the paintings that appear, Must be pretty! No limericks! you

Are you angry? "

The 30-year-old prince heard the words and shook his head amusingly: "This is something that Min Anbo can say."

The emperor handed a book to the prince, leaned on the dragon chair leisurely and closed his eyes to rest, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth: "I'm not as good as he wants! Guess what?

He also got angry with me, saying that I was reluctant to give it to him, so he could only give me the last gift in my life! Listen to what this is like? One last gift! After co-authoring, I plan to go to the next few decades. I just can't get in, and I just want to get things out of me! "

As soon as the emperor's voice fell, the big **** who was serving by his side came in from outside the palace with a very bad expression, and said softly: "Your Majesty, Bo Min An has passed away."

The emperor was stunned for a while, and it took him a long time to react. He slowly stood up and said with an extremely ugly face: "What do you say?"

The **** lowered his head and repeated in a low voice, "Your Majesty, Min Anbo, passed away."

The emperor immediately became unsteady, and the prince's eyes and hands were quick. He helped the emperor to sit down on the dragon chair, patted his back to smooth the air, and fed tea. For fear that the emperor was too sad and hurt his body, the prince immediately called for the imperial doctor.

The emperor, who had slowed down, pushed all the hands of the prince and the **** away, supported the armrest of the chair, stood up slowly, and said word by word: "The imperial edict, Min An Bo Li Shiyan, who has been in power for twenty-two years, has planted and Helping the court to promote potatoes, corn, wheat, cotton, and improving soybean seeds, summarizing the planting experience of countless high-quality products, can be a teacher for the world's farmers.

As a result, the world's food production has increased tenfold in the past 20 years, the people have food to satisfy their stomachs, and the government has food to cope with famine. Making crystals enriches the treasury.

Research wool products to help the court pacify the rebellion in northern Xinjiang. What we do, the merit is in the contemporary era, and the benefit is in the future.

Let Min Anbo enter the imperial ancestral temple, and enjoy the worship of future generations as my parent and son! "

As soon as the decree came out, everyone not only remembered how many great things Min Anbo had done over the years, but also understood why the emperor kept suppressing Min Anbo's credit in the early years and didn't give him a reward.

It's all for the sake of Min Anbo!

Although Min Anbo has no heirs of his own, he has entered the imperial ancestral temple, and every emperor in the future will not forget him when he worships his ancestors.

As long as the world of Lao Xie's family does not fall, Min Anbo is not afraid that no one will worship him and become a lonely ghost!

Everyone once again felt the emperor's unreasonable preference for Min Anbo. As early as 20 years ago, the emperor began to think about the affairs of Min Anbo. How far-reaching is this?

I am afraid that few parents in this world can do this for their children!

But is all this really unreasonable? Perhaps only the current prince, after becoming an emperor in the future, can understand a little by opening the thick "Treasure Book" left by his ancestors.