Self-cultivation of Male Supporting Role

Early this morning, Shi Yan handed a letter to Wang An: "Let it be delivered to Master Zhou Lide Zhou of Ming'an House."

Wang An didn't think about it too much, he smiled: "Boss, you and Mr. Zhou have a really good relationship. The book says that the new year's friendship is just like you."

After Shi Yan finished writing the letter, he was ready to lie back on the chair and squat for a while, when he heard the words, he just hummed softly.

Then I heard Wang An say in an uncertain tone: "Boss, your taste is really different from our young people! You are not the same in terms of living habits and depth of thought.

You don't like young and beautiful girls, but you admire women of Zhou's age? "

Wang An exclaimed, as if he had suddenly discovered something very important, "Boss! Do you dislike that the wife candidates introduced to you by the big families in the capital are too young?

You actually want to find someone who is old, but you are too embarrassed to speak, afraid that we will laugh at you? "

Shi Yan: "…"

When Shi Yan was about to stretch out, his posture stiffened, and he looked at Wang An with incredible eyes: "Are you pretending to be mentally retarded?"

Wang An ignored Shi Yan's expression of wanting to beat someone, and clutched his chest and said with a sad face: "Boss, think twice! Who can live without a little hobby? I naturally support the boss to choose what he likes. The way you live, with the people you love.

But boss! The choice of this wife is different!

You can choose a supportive face, a good wife, have an obedient and sensible son, and then privately find a few old women you like, whether they are elderly or widowed for many years, as long as it is not too much , If you don't favor concubines and destroy your wives, no one has anything to say! "

Now Shi Yan didn't want to lie down and stare for a while, so he just wanted to clean up this ill-mannered guy and talk about it.

One turned over, got up directly from the reclining chair, without shoes on his feet, picked up two shoes on the ground, chased after Wang An and hit him.

Wang An didn't know why, and was chased by Shi Yan and ran around the yard, screaming and screaming, feeling aggrieved: "Boss, I'm doing this for your own good! What's wrong? You still want to hit me?"

Shi Yan threw both shoes out, grabbed a fire in the corner and chased after him: "You **** still has the face to ask me what I said wrong? I'll tell Yang Shi what she said when I look back. I won't slap you in the face!"

Wang An panicked, no longer dared to beep with Shi Yan, and jumped out of the yard: "Hmph, if you don't say it, don't say it! Boss, why are you reporting to Mr. Yang?

my status?

I have to find someone to send you a letter! Don't make trouble with you here! "

Shi Yan chased Wang An and Tie Hanhan for a while in the yard. Suddenly, he lost the thought of squatting for a while. He put on his shoes and prepared to drive the ox cart for two hours to visit his 1110-acre village.

Liu Quan was in front of the ox-cart, Shi Yan sat cross-legged in the car with a pen and a book in his hand. From time to time, he lowered his head to write something, kept thinking about it, and his eyes were full of satisfaction.

"Well, after many choices last year, the most planted in Zhuangzi this year is alfalfa, the purpose is self-evident, it is for the thousands of sheep raised next door.

This point must be written down. The fattest and most beautiful sheep this year must be kept and eaten by themselves, and the ones sold to others can only be selected by me.

The main crop is wheat. After several years of selection, wheat seeds were barely planted on ten acres of land this year. Well, this progress is very gratifying. "

Liu Quanxin, who was driving the car, said, "Just the sentence you want to eat the best fat sheep, your old man said the most sincere feelings."

Shi Yan lowered his head again and made a note in the notebook: "As for cotton and corn, all matters are left to His Majesty the Emperor. I don't have to worry about how to arrange it in the future. Well handled.

Maybe in a few years, you will be able to eat sweet corn in places outside the capital, and you will see people on the streets wearing thick and warm cotton-padded clothes in winter! Just like eight state capitals have already planted potatoes this year!

I am so kind! "

Liu Quan was silent: "If I didn't see a shoe print on Wang An's face just now, this sentence would be too true."

Hearing Shi Yan sighed in an emotional tone: "Hey, it takes too much manpower and material resources to grow cotton, and there are a lot of leftovers from last year in the warehouse, so I simply don't plant them this year. Simply plant two acres of corn, and it will be summer. It is enough to be able to eat fresh corn cobs and drink delicious polenta in autumn.

For the rest of the land, temporarily plant the seasoning seeds that I have found! The current food is still too rough. Last winter, I accompanied Wang An to eat hot pot every day. Now I smell the hot pot and I almost vomit. "

This time, Liu Quan couldn't hold back and said bluntly, "Boss, if you don't want to eat anyone, how can you force you to eat? You ate more than anyone else at that time. Don't you feel hypocritical when you say this now?

This kind of behavior of yours is exactly what you said, and you stand up for it! "

It's June, and the fields are full of

Green, looking at the endless fields, Shi Yan said, "It's all mine, it's all mine! I'm very happy! I'm very satisfied! I shouldn't be angry!"

But Shi Yan was still very angry.

So Liu Quan was kicked off the ox cart by Shi Yan, and crouched on the ground alone, thinking about the art of speaking. Shi Yan drove the ox cart and continued to patrol his 800-acre field.

Soon, Shi Yan received a letter from Zhou Lide, Mr. Zhou. The letter from Mr. Zhou was a few days earlier than Shi Yan expected.

When Shi Yan opened the letter and read it carefully, he had a thorough understanding of it.

Although the person was still lying on the chair crookedly, his temperament was no longer lazy. He tapped the armrest of the recliner with one hand and analyzed it slowly in his heart.

"The magistrate of Jingyuan County, Yao Zhiming, born in Jinghai County, was born in the very famous Yaojia Village in Jinghai County, Yaojia Village..."

Xiao Fangcai also read Zhou Lide's letter and said, "Yaojia Village, the whole village makes a living by making iron, no matter men, women or children, they all know the craftsmanship of forging iron with one or two hands.

The villages outside were unwilling to marry girls in. In order not to spread the skills of blacksmithing, the family did not allow girls from the village to marry outside.

Xiaojia knows that this is a typical broom, and when the whole village becomes a consanguineous marriage, they will be miserable! "

Shi Yan had no choice but to turn back the idea of ​​being led by Xiaojia: "During the reign of Emperor Gao Cheng, that is, twenty years ago, a large iron ore was discovered in the back mountain of Yaojia Village. The villagers moved out in front.

The only special thing here is Yaojia Village, because their village has a complete set of iron-smithing skills passed down by their ancestors. Not only did they not get compensation from the court, they successfully migrated to the vicinity of the county seat.

He was also forcibly recruited by the imperial court, and the entire village went to the mine to serve in labor, and the descendants were not allowed to leave the mine.

Yao Zhiming, the magistrate of Jingyuan County, was fortunate to be spared a disaster because he was studying abroad at that time..."

Xiaojia was stunned by this series of news: "So, team leader, what's the use of collecting these news?"

Shi Yan was in a good mood, so he took the trouble to share his guesses with Xiao Jia: "According to our previous speculation, it is assumed that Yao Zhiming, the magistrate of Jingyuan County, is from King Dingbei.

His wife, children, parents, family, relatives and friends may have been forcibly detained by the imperial court for labor in the mines, and he himself may be dissatisfied with the late emperor who made this decision.

After nearly 20 years of tireless digging by Yao Zhiming, the mines in Jinghai County are now somewhat under the control of the local garrison.

It's been an unknown for a long time. "

Xiaojia finally got smart: "According to the plot, Yao Zhiming responded to King Dingbei's rebellion plan immediately, and successfully controlled the prefecture's yamen and the garrison, and pushed back, he had already successfully won the mine there. The field! And the weapons are cast out of iron ore!"

Shi Yan nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, and the mines in Jinghai County, maybe the output will be supplied to the rebels in other places."

Xiaojia hugged himself nervously: "It's so scary! Team leader! The enemy is so powerful, if they succeed, you won't end well! Not only will this world have no points by then, we'll have to go through the game to accept it. Severe punishment!

Hey, people are really scared! "

Shi Yan said angrily, "What is there to be afraid of? You forgot that King Dingbei must have two prerequisites for his rebellion to succeed? One is that his strength has accumulated to a certain extent, and the other is that His Majesty is suddenly critically ill and has not established himself. Prince.

For the sake of the crown prince's position, the prince under his knees was in a mess, attacking each other, weakening the combat effectiveness, and causing chaos in the Chao Gang, giving King Dingbei an opportunity to wipe out the princes in one go? His Majesty also passed away without a doctor.

In the end, King Dingbei took the throne in the name of the late emperor's younger brother and the emperor's uncle? "

Xiaojia was persuaded by Shi Yan, and slowly came to his senses: "Yes, the last time I saw the emperor, he looked good and healthy, except for staying up too late and having two dark circles under his eyes, he couldn't see anything wrong with him. Something else is wrong!"

Shi Yan raised his eyebrows, his breath returned to his previous state of laziness, he was lying on the reclining chair, his legs hanging in the air were shaking.

"Then you might as well guess again. In the plot, why did His Majesty the Emperor suddenly become critically ill?"

The foggy mass of Xiaojia kept spinning in circles in the space of consciousness, bumping around like a madman. After 20 minutes of bumping, he recalled the whole plot many times, and analyzed it back and forth dozens of times, word by word. Still haven't found useful information between the lines.

Shaking his head in frustration: "Xiao Jia is so useless, Xiao Jia can't think of it!"

Shi Yan was amused by Xiaojia's actions, and he was also idle and bored, so he briefly analyzed with Xiaojia: "I remember that the emperor was very defensive about King Dingbei, and King Dingbei tried to ease the relationship with the emperor. , searched in many ways, found a peerless beauty, and gave it to His Majesty the Emperor?"

Xiao Jia has only reviewed the plot dozens of times, and immediately answered: "Remember, the book of King Dingbei was read out in court in the morning, and it was written that it was called

A eloquent and touching voice made many people cry on the spot, and they all persuaded the emperor to accept the beauty and reconcile with King Dingbei.

The emperor accepted the dancer for the sake of both parties' face.

Then the emperor was kidnapped by morality and had to sleep with the dancer. If he didn't sleep, he looked down on King Dingbei, but he just didn't want to get along with King Dingbei as his uncle.

So although the emperor slept with the dancer, he took precautions against the dancer many times, making people watch her every move for twelve hours.

But, team leader, didn't the emperor's people find anything unusual about that dancer? "

Shi Yan smiled meaningfully: "Does it mean that there is no problem if you don't find it?"