In the evening, the prince gave a banquet to the elderly and virtuous people in Hangzhou. Gu Yan came out of his other business and went straight to Gongyuan.
Gongyuan is empty and quiet.
The lights were on in the library, and two scholars, one fat and one thin, were sitting and standing, each holding a book, and they were very engrossed in reading.
Neither of these two people are Zhou Chennian.
Gu Yan followed Shi Gun's instructions and passed through the Aquarius Gate. In the middle of the spacious courtyard behind the library, Zhou Chennian looked up at the full moon in the sky with his hands behind his back and his mouth half open, looking at the full moon in the sky like a fool.
Gu Yan looked at it for a moment and then moved forward.
Zhou Chennian heard the noise and turned to look at Gu Yan.
Gu Yan walked out of the shadow of the verandah and stopped about ten steps away from Zhou Shennian.
Zhou Chennian looked from the golden crown on Gu Yan's head to the jade belt around his waist. He swayed and hesitated between kneeling or not.
Gu Yan looked Zhou Chennian up and down.
Before seeing Zhou Chennian, he couldn't remember what Zhou Chennian looked like, but now that he saw Zhou Chennian, the former Zhou Chennian suddenly stood before him with incomparable clarity.
He is still the same as before: a little short, a little fat, very slovenly, his eyes are not very good, he stretches his head and squints when looking at people.
However, the Zhou Chennian in the past exuded a desperate and crazy atmosphere, but the Zhou Chennian in front of him was hasty and timid.
"My surname is Gu." Gu Yan put his hands behind his back.
"Shi, the prince." Zhou Chennian knelt down.
"Get up, uncle said you were a crazy person, and I thought you were going to say that carnivores are despicable." Gu Yan looked at Zhou Chennian, who was kowtowing on the ground.
That time in the past, when Zhou Chennian saw him, the first thing he said was that meat eaters are despicable.
Zhou Chennian was stunned by Gu Yan's words.
No matter how crazy he is, he doesn't dare to say to the prince that carnivores are despicable. Besides, the prince is so old and fierce that it's too late for him to admire him.
Did someone slander him in front of the prince? Or did the prince hear something?
"The prince has extraordinary talents..."
"Excellent." Gu Yan smiled half-heartedly and interrupted Zhou Chennian's words, "Extraordinary talent. What did you hear? What's so extraordinary about it?"
"In the case of the Customs and Excise Department, I think the prince has a foresighted plan." Zhou Chennian held his breath slightly and said cautiously.
Wei Xuezheng kept a few of them here for the apparent reason of asking them to help sort out a few rare books, but Wei Xuezheng still missed the point. In fact, it was the Crown Prince who asked him to pick some suitable staff.
This is a great opportunity.
"Huh?" Gu Yan's tone was high.
"I believe that the Customs and Excise Department's abuses have been going on for a long time and must be extremely involved. If we want to clean them up, it will not happen overnight." Zhou Chennian said boldly.
"Alas." Gu Yan sighed, "It seems that my uncle's problem with his lax mouth cannot be changed."
Zhou Chennian was confused again.
"Come with me." Gu Yan turned around and walked out.
Zhou Chennian got up, waved his sleeves, and trotted after him.
Gu Yan was too busy with his affairs, so he only saw Wan Qing’s report the next morning.
"It was delivered last night. When I got it, the prince had already rested. I thought he was very tired, so I didn't wake him up." Shi Gun explained carelessly.
Gu Yan hummed and opened the envelope.
Regarding the report handed over by Wan Qing, his instruction was to submit it as soon as possible, rather than immediately under any circumstances. Shi Gun was not considered wrong.
Wan Qing's letter was very simple: Miss Li went out with Mr. and Mrs. Awu, saying that she heard that the weaving shop had laid off many weavers, and she went to hire weavers. As for where she went, she asked Sister Mei, who said It’s not good to say that we can go wherever there are laid-off weavers.
Gu Yan frowned at the letter and thought for a moment, then ordered Shi Gun: "Pick someone to go to Pingjiang. First, let Wan Qing find Miss Li and follow her. She knows about the weaving workshop. Let her Do a favor to Miss Li. Secondly, tell Wan Qing that after finding Miss Li, a letter will be sent to me every day. Let Uncle Hong arrange the necessary personnel and supplies."
"Yes." Shi Gun agreed. Seeing that Gu Yan didn't give any further instructions, he bowed out and quickly picked someone to pass on the message.
Gu Yan and the prince had breakfast together. The prince, accompanied by Gao Shuaisi from Liangzhe Road and others, inspected the docks and shipyards in Hangzhou. Gu Yan sent the prince and his party away, went straight back to the courtyard where he lived, and entered the last row. Back room.
He temporarily arranged Zhou Chennian in the back room.
Gu Yan did not enter the house, but sat in the yard in front of the back room, looking at Zhou Chennian carefully.
When he came back last night, he asked someone to bring a thick stack of official documents and documents to Zhou Chennian.
Zhou Chennian, who had not slept all night and his eyes were red from staying up, exuded the slightest hint of excitement and madness.
This is indeed the Zhou Chennian who pointed at his nose and cursed.
"Sit down and talk, what do you see?" Gu Yan seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
"Your Majesty, I...can you make it a little stronger? The stronger, the better." Zhou Chennian's words were interrupted by the waiter offering a cup of tea.
"No need to change." Gu Yan raised his hand to stop the boy, "After you finish speaking, you should have a good sleep. The tea is too strong."
"Your Majesty!" Zhou Chennian looked grateful.
Gu Yan and Zhou Chennian were so filled with gratitude that they tilted their upper body back slightly and tapped Zhou Chennian with the folding fan, "You said what you wanted."
"Yes!" Zhou Chennian straightened his back, "I think that the three ministers in the court have three different thoughts."
Zhou Chennian paused as he spoke, and Gu Yan leaned back on his chair, his face expressionless.
"I think that Prime Minister Zhang can best uphold the Holy Will and seek stability. Prime Minister Pang is afraid that he is selfish. As for Prime Minister Wang," Zhou Chennian paused and sighed.
Wang Xiang came from a poor family in the south of the Yangtze River. He was originally a benchmark in his mind, but after a night of changes, he saw that this benchmark had begun to falter.
"I think that the Prime Minister is just too fair for fear of being inconsistent with his appearance."
Gu Yan shook open the folding fan and swung it slowly, with a slight smile on his lips.
This Zhou Shennian is indeed sharp and sharp.
"Are you going to say more?" Zhou Chennian looked at Gu Yan, who was shaking his folding fan and smiling half-heartedly, feeling unsure.
"If you haven't finished speaking, just continue." Gu Yan said slowly.
"Yes, after Pang Shilang took office as the Ministry of Rites, he advocated the pacification of Bei Huairou, the establishment of etiquette, teaching the barbarians to read and know etiquette, cannibalization and assimilation, etc. The momentum became stronger year by year. Prime Minister Pang wanted to make Pang Shilang's son inherit the throne. Father's duty? The relationship between father and son has never happened since the founding of the People's Republic of China." Zhou Chennian's tone was less certain than before.
Gu Yan shook his folding fan, his expression remained unchanged and he did not speak.
"The Prime Minister serves the country too impartially, and I don't understand." Zhou Chennian continued.
"Zhang Xiang is already seventy-one." Gu Yan put away the folding fan and stood up, "You should have a good sleep first, and we will talk after you have rested."
"Yes." Zhou Chennian hurriedly stood up, followed closely behind Gu Yan, and sent Gu Yan out of the corner door before turning back.
Prime Minister Zhang is already seventy-one, and seventy-year-old people are rare in ancient times. So the justice of the Prime Minister is for the position of Prime Minister?
This is the Crown Prince trying to nudge me, which means that I have fallen into the Crown Prince’s eyes?
Zhou Chennian stood at the door of the hut, smiling happily.
