It doesn't matter what your identity is.
Whether it’s time traveling or being a heavenly being.
He is just Zhao Yan now.
It is the foundation that so many people rely on for survival.
With him, Prince Qi's Mansion will be there.
It's ridiculous to worry about where you come from.
After thinking about this, Zhao Yan knew that he had some signs of inner demons before.
This discovery surprised him.
Logically speaking, that is a level only for those who slowly improve step by step.
How could a person like him, who could become stronger just by reading, have inner demons?
"Do you understand?"
Ren Yingying carefully observed Zhao Yan's expression and felt relieved when she saw that he changed from sudden surprise to slightly confused.
"I understand, it's you who can answer the questions, Sister Yingying."
"Hmph, stop flattering and come here."
Ren Yingying glared at him, took a large book and opened it.
Zhao Yan stood beside her obediently, and the two of them were very close to each other.
A faint fragrance spread into his nose, and when he looked at the tender white auricles of the woman next to him, he couldn't help but feel an uncontrollable impulse.
Fortunately, Ren Yingying didn't notice anything unusual, and her attention was still on the booklet.
"The Red Sect you raised has now become a big thing. They withstood three attacks by the Ming army. Not only did they not suffer too much loss of personnel, they defeated the Ming army and expanded their territory to the seven states. If they continue to grow, the entire south The noble way is all taught by Hongyi."
"What should we do now? Should we continue to increase support or what?"
Zhao Yan was quite surprised by this.
He originally only hoped to let the Red Sect survive and cause some trouble to the Ming Kingdom, but he never thought that such a day would come when the Ming Kingdom would lose a place.
In particular, Nangui Road has thirteen states under its jurisdiction, which is a very large territory.
"Didn't you say that the Marquis of Xiping went to quell the rebellion? Why is it so ineffective?"
"It's not that the Marquis of Xiping is unhelpful, but the phenomenon of empty pay for his troops is too serious. Except for the less than 20,000 pro-army troops who still have some combat strength, the number of other troops is less than half of the full quota, and they lack training. How can they do this? war."
"It seems that although Taiping is only ten years old, the situation is similar in all countries..."
Not only the Ming Dynasty, but also the Song Dynasty military had many problems. Otherwise, how could Fan Xixiwen be worried and want to implement reforms.
And I think of what my great-grandfather said about the national destiny being sucked...
Perhaps in addition to war, this is also a form of difficulty in the national destiny.
"The Great Song Dynasty is getting better..."
After hearing Zhao Yan's sigh, Ren Yingying suddenly changed her words.
"After Fan Xiwen came to power, he re-enabled Yue Manjiang and made him the privy envoy. Now all the armies have begun drastic reforms, and the situation is better."
"So smooth? Didn't the people below make trouble?"
Zhao Yan asked incredulously.
Military reform is a big deal. The cake is too big and no one will give up easily.
What's more, free salary represents money in vain...
From the bottom to the top, there is an extremely huge chain of interests.
If you dare to use a knife here, you will be irreversible if you are not careful.
"Why don't you make a fuss? The fuss is huge, but these two people are also very powerful. If they can solve the problem, they will solve it themselves. If they can't solve it, they will raise the flag. They actually solved most of it in one go."
"Hehe, Fan Xiwen is still quite capable, but it's just that the emperor is so dragged around that he's exhausted from wiping his butt. It's really hard for him."
Ren Yingying glanced at him speechlessly and asked inexplicably.
"You don't think that big flag is your imperial brother, do you?"
"What do you mean? Besides the emperor brother, who else can take on this important responsibility?"
Zhao Yan looked surprised and had a bad feeling in his heart.
Ren Yingying's words later confirmed this hunch for the first time.
"Of course it's you. Fan Xiwen has already said that if you all can do it for me today, King Qi will definitely reward you generously in the future."
“？？？”
Zhao Yan's expression had solidified.
"A generous reward? What reward should I get?"
"Look at me, how do I know how you explained to Fan Xiwen? He made his promise with all his heart. These days, there are not many military commanders visiting Sanxian Village. The Long Banner Army, the Wuwei Army, and the Japanese Army …”
The military names were announced one after another, and Zhao Yan became even more numb.
I just went out for a few months, right? Less than two months, right?
Why do I feel like I'm being held on top of a fire...
I am not Zhao Yan, I am the reincarnation of a heavenly being!
At this moment, he began to think about who he was again!
……
……
Qinyuanfang.
Fan Mansion.
Tong Zhongshu's official position is Fan Xiwen's current official position.
The seemingly complicated official name actually has a simple title.
Prime Minister.
The highest executive of the provinces under the Zhongshu Province has the "power to issue orders" and the "power to review government orders."
After twenty years in the Song Dynasty, Fan Xiwen finally reached the peak of her life.
Coupled with the fact that he and Yue Manjiang get along well with each other, it can be said that he now has military and political power in his hands, and he can be regarded as truly one person below ten thousand people.
But for him, it is an opportunity to use his abilities to realize his ambitions, and it is no different from other places.
For example, he refused the Prime Minister's Mansion given by the emperor and still lived in his small Fan Mansion.
This was the first time in the Song Dynasty that a prime minister did not enter the Prime Minister's Office, and it still attracted a lot of favor among the people.
Unfortunately, this wave of goodwill did not help his military reform plan...
In the end, due to various resistances, Zhao Yan was moved out.
After all, as the emperor, it is impossible for Zhao Lu to completely pull away from each other. He has to consider the balance of forces among all parties, especially on the issue of money. He must be cautious, otherwise the gain will outweigh the loss if it causes turmoil in the empire.
With Fan Xiwen's rise, Fan's mansion, which used to be inconspicuous in Zhongfang City, is now crowded with people and cars.
Even though he hung up his thank you sign, there were still people outside the house constantly looking around, trying to understand all his goings and goings.
Of course, this is not for evildoing, but to create an opportunity to meet the current Yipin.
That's life, when you're hot, everyone will flock to you.
It's just that Fan Xiwen has already seen through this, and no one will buy it.
When discussing official matters, he would go to the Yamen to discuss them. When he was at home, he would not see anyone.
But it’s not so absolute…
For example, today, he was making tea and discussing Taoism with three people.
One is Yue Manjiang, the other is Xiang Feiliu, and the other is Geng Yujing.
"The prince is really back?"
Fan Xiwen's tone was extremely guilty.
"You have asked this question eight hundred times, and I have answered it seven hundred and ninety-nine times."
Xiang Feiliu sipped the tea expressionlessly. Although he was impatient, his tone was calm.
"Alas...didn't we agree that the prince is trapped in Qixia Town? There are three obstacles and five difficulties that are so mysterious that he won't be able to come back in three to five years?"
"Oh, the prince is not an ordinary person. What's so strange about overcoming difficulties and returning early?"
"You... aren't you tricking me?"
Fan Xiwen sighed with a troubled expression.
"If I had known that the prince would come back so early, why would I have made the cake so big? Now that everything is fine, the army commanders are waiting for food, but the prince came back without saying a word. If he knew about this, wouldn't he cause trouble to me?"
"Besides, if I had known that the prince would come back, I would have delayed it for a while, and I wouldn't have been afraid that he wouldn't save me!"
He had a rogue expression on his face, as if he was relying on Zhao Yan.
Shameless!
Seeing him like this, the other three cursed in unison in their hearts.
But no matter how shameless he was, Yue Manjiang had to admit that Fan Xiwen was an excellent partner.
If you encounter any trouble, just discuss it with him and he will do his best to help solve it.
The only bad thing is…
If something cannot be solved, it will be automatically passed on to Prince Qi.
"This matter...should be difficult to solve, right? Could it be that the prince can come up with any good solutions when he comes back?"
Yue Manjiang asked doubtfully.
Although he knew that Zhao Yan was extremely skilled in martial arts and had a lot of good wine and restaurants, he really didn't understand why Fan Xiwen had so much confidence in Zhao Yan when it came to solving military problems.
Unexpectedly, the latter was even more surprised when he heard his words.
"Don't you know who is the greatest god of wealth in the Song Dynasty?"
"Could it be...the prince?"
"certainly!"
Fan Xiwenli replied confidently.
What problems can there be in the army? It can only be about money!
If we want to allow these powerful forces to delegate their power, in addition to violent suppression, we can only find ways to meet their "reasonable" demands.
Violent suppression is obviously undesirable. The phenomenon of empty pay is everywhere in the military. Once excessive force causes a chain reaction, it is easy to make things worse.
Fan Xiwen's idea is to formulate a "disarmament law."
Cut off part of the number of soldiers in each army.
In this way, as long as the commanders of each army can put the vacant pay quotas into the layoff list, the matter can be resolved neatly without any quarrel.
In the future, by improving the combat effectiveness of the troops through troop preparations, the strategy of strengthening the troops will be successfully completed.
But the premise is that the military commanders cannot lose their financial resources. Otherwise, cutting off people's financial resources is like killing their parents. These commanders will never put their empty pay quotas into the disarmament list.
Therefore, the pie that Fan Xiwen draws is that Prince Qi has given up his words. As long as you cooperate with the troop reduction and reorganization, you will be included in the palace's business in the future.
As soon as this cake was thrown out, the crowd was excited and everyone responded.
After all, as the God of Wealth of the Song Dynasty, Zhao Yan was not known publicly, but few people knew about him privately.
If you can get access to Prince Qi's Mansion, it will be a huge source of wealth.
Isn't this much better than eating the little free pay in the army?
Just because Zhao Yan did not show up, after the first batch of layoff lists came out, most armies only cut a small part of their pay.
These people are very skilled. Although they have taken over the pie, they will never get it right in one go without giving them a taste.
So in the second batch of layoff lists, the number of vacant pay was reduced again.
Seeing that the third batch of layoff lists is about to be handed in, the activities of troops from various armies in Kaifeng Mansion have become increasingly active recently.
They don't dare to stare at Sanxian Village. Those women in the village are too powerful...
Fan Xiwen is also worried about this. These people are really difficult to deal with when they don't see rabbits and don't let go of hawks.
Unexpectedly, Xiang Feiliu brought him both good and bad news.
Fortunately, when Zhao Yan comes back, his backbone is also back.
The bad thing is that he sold his backbone, what if he doesn't help...
"As far as I know, Shuiyunjian is the prince's property? Although Moutai is expensive, the quantity is limited, so there won't be enough for so many people to share it, right?"
Yue Manjiang asked somewhat sadly.
Unexpectedly, this question caused Fan Xiang and the two to look at them like fools.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
"It is absolutely impossible to want the prince to spit out the meat in his mouth."
Xiang Feiliu knocked on the table twice and said clearly.
He knew Zhao Yan. He had earned money based on his strength, so why should he share it with others?
no way!
"Fei Liu is right, the prince will never share the business at hand."
Fan Xiwen also knew Zhao Yan. To outsiders, he was just a miser.
"Um."
Geng Yujing didn't understand, but he would nod.
"Isn't that in vain? Are you deceiving them?"
Yue Manjiang suddenly realized the seriousness of the matter. If this matter was messed up, their prestige in the army and the court would be at the bottom in an instant. How would they convince the public in the future?
But compared to his worries, Fan Xiwen didn't take them seriously at all.
He was only afraid that Zhao Yan's anger would be too fierce.
"You don't understand. If the prince wants to do business, it would be a property... what is the property?"
"Industrial chain."
"That's right, the industrial chain, from the source to the finished product, he has to hold every step in his hand. What is it for...for what?"
"In order not to be punished by others."
"That's right, the prince wants to do everything by himself and earn his own money. Just like in Shuiyunjian, from the brewing of wine, the training of the shopkeeper and waiters, and even the construction and decoration of the restaurant, it was all done by the prince himself."
Fan Xiwen and Xiang Feiliu sang together, leaving Yue Manjiang speechless.
But he had already heard the implication...
This means that as long as Prince Qi wants to, he can help them open up a new way of making money!
this…
The short answer is…
Yue Manjiang was at a loss for words for a moment, and felt that this was too powerful to be exaggerated.
"In this case, as long as the prince can calm down, Yue is willing to go to the prince's palace to plead for mercy on his behalf!"
Hearing this, Fan Xiwen looked at Yue Manjiang with emotion, and almost agreed.
But then the words that came from the courtyard wall made him feel a chill running down his back and he broke into a cold sweat.
"Come on, if you dare to come, I will remove one of Fan Xixiwen's legs."
The Westerners all turned their heads to look at the courtyard wall.
I saw a handsome young master holding a jade fracture fan, standing on the wall like an immortal, looking at Fan Xiwen coldly.
Although the latter had already served as the ruler of a country, he still flinched weakly when faced with this look.
Yue Manjiang was fearless. He stood up, clasped his fists and saluted, "Your Majesty!"
As a privy envoy, he did not have to be respectful and courteous to Zhao Yanxing.
But he always thought that he could return to the court, and there would definitely be Zhao Yan's help, so he didn't feel that he was a privy envoy.
Xiang Feiliu also stood up and saluted, but what touched his heart even more was "The prince's martial arts has improved again..."
In the past, he could still sense Zhao Yan with his energy, but this time Zhao Yan was standing on the courtyard wall, but he didn't notice it at all.
Geng Yujing looked at the strange black long sword hanging on Zhao Yan's waist, his eyes filled with sadness.
Zhao Yan glanced at Fan Xiwen with a snort, and lightly jumped down to the wall of the courtyard.
He took off the Zhenwu Sword from his waist and handed it to Geng Yujing.
"Back to you."
