Chapter 227: child prodigy

"We sent people to meet the Chazhou border. The carriage in Hezhou has arrived. They were chased by Hezhou Yamen, and they dared not stop on the road. The carriage turned over the old road outside Chazhou City and fell into the ditch." Jin Yiwei hesitated a little, then said, "It fell to pieces ... no one survived."
The guards in the courtyard were like chills, and only heard the sound of running water. The bamboo tube dangled in the rock, and the newly changed pool water washed the stone surface and washed away the remaining moss.
Fei Sheng's heart sank, and he immediately looked at Shen Zechuan.
Shen Zechuan looked calm. He stood under the eaves for a moment and said, "Why should Hezhou Yamen chase a carriage?"
"When they passed the checkpoint, they showed signs and lied to be relatives of Yan's family," Jin Yiwei said. When they are absconding. "
What a coincidence, it seems that God is preventing the coach from reaching Zhongbo.
Fei Sheng didn't believe this coincidence, Qiao Tianya didn't even believe it. The people sent to meet this time were all elite. They said that the carriage was turned over, that is, it was turned over, and it did n’t do anything. Hands and feet.
It's interesting.
Before Jin Yiwei answered, Shen Zechuan had already predicted that the master of a lantern would be more fierce or less fierce, otherwise they could resolve it by themselves instead of reporting to Shen Zechuan. If Yan Heru treats the master as a card, he is too eager to throw it this time, so anxious that it makes it difficult for Shen Zechuan from the beginning to believe that he will actually hand over the master.
Where does Yan Yan come from?
Shen Zechuan erected a folding fan without letting Qiao Tianya speak. He rushed to the side hall and said, "It's so late, get ready."
Qiao Tianya's face was so calm that he retreated.

When Shen Zechuan picked the curtains in, Yao Wenyu was out. Yan Heru was playing with his golden abacus with his feet on his feet. His mental calculation was not good, but the abacus was very powerful. The "crack" of the abacus sounded and the numbers in his heart would not be confused.
"What happened to the master of a lamp?" Yan Heru poked out the last bead, leaned over when Shen Zechuan sat down, and said to Shen Zechuan across the table, "I'm listening."
No one was waiting in this room. Shen Zechuan poured a cup of hot tea by himself, and said with regret to Xiang Yanna: "It turned over."
Yan Heru said, "What's wrong! The master is okay, right? I asked Wan Wan, and specially sent a good hand from my family to follow."
Instead of drinking tea, Shen Zechuan pulled the porcelain plate over the table case and poured the tea in, as if sipping a cup. He shook his head lightly and said, "It was said that Hezhou Yamen was chasing after him, the carriage was panicking and fell into a river ditch, and everyone in the car died on the spot. Unfortunately, I am waiting for the master to continue his life this year."
Yan Heru discolored slightly and said, "The master is gone?"
Shen Zechuan pressed the hot empty cup between his fingers, looked up at Yan Heru, and repeated: "The master is gone."
Yan Heru's eyes didn't have waves at first, but Shen Zechuan looked at him. He gradually expressed his suspicion and said tentatively, "... man, I can deliver."
Shen Zechuan's fingertips were slightly loose, and the empty cup fell to the table, rolled a few times, and leaned next to Yan Heru's abacus. The lights in the room were all behind, covered by the hanging bamboo curtains. Shen Zechuan did not speak for a while, and looked at Yan Heru with interest. No trace of concealment could be found on this face. Based on this, Yan Heru was better than Xi Hongxuan.
Shen Zechuan laughed when he thought of it. He lowered the folding fan, leaned it on the table, and said, "Worry comes from heaven, how can you blame you?"
Shen Zechuan was not angry, but Yan Heru could not figure out what the monarch was thinking. However, he had a little understanding of Shen Zechuan in the past six months, knowing that he could not wait at this moment, and Shen Zechuan was the most eager to attack. As long as he was slightly relaxed, the prince might change his face.
"The grandeur of a prince is the person who is the master," said Yan Heru, "I have seen so-called heroes elsewhere. No one is better than the prince. There is no master now. What can I do? Mr. Yuan Zhuo's illness is getting more and more serious, and it must be cured. "
"The doctor is easy to find, and the doctor is hard to find." Shen Zechuan seemed curious. "How did you find the master?"
"Well in Hezhou," Yan Heru's expression eased. "The governor didn't know, this Hezhou is the master's layman's home. Since I knew that the second master was looking for the master, he sent someone to stare. Who knows? The master really went back. It's a pity that I didn't catch up. If I come a few days earlier, the master should be in Duanzhou now. "
"It's impossible for people to wish," Shen Zechuan said, "there is nothing you can do."
"But I know that there are several old doctors in Juexi, all masters of Xinglin, who used to see Grandpa Guangcheng in the past," Yan Heru lifted the empty cup, "the name is not less than the master, and it is quite good in Shisancheng Many senior officials are asking for a doctor. If the prince wants to see you, I will bring it to you next time? "
Shen Zechuan actually picked up the teapot and poured tea for Yan Heru. He said, "Is there a lot of consultation money?"
"If tens of thousands of silver can make the governor happy, then it is nothing." Yan Heru watched that the tea was almost overflowing, and raised his hand to block, saying, "I spend money to honor the governor, and I feel happy. "
I don't know where the night breeze leaked and wrinkled the tea noodles.
In this posture, Yan Heru let out his voice lightly: "I heard that Er Er set up a bureau in Er Du, and wanted to besiege the governor, but ended up killing himself in front of the governor. Hey, the blood was all over the ground, too Crap."
Shen Zechuan didn't put down the teapot, with a smile: "I can't stop myself from doing more wrongdoing."
"But I look," said Yan Heru, "the monarch is not a proper gentleman ..." He stretched his voice and giggled, "I and Jin Jinwei from the government are both acquaintances. Tell me to surround me? "
The candlelight in the house swayed violently, and the courtyard was quiet, and the guards seemed to disappear.
Yan Heru retracted his hands and was not afraid, and said, "I, I have n’t learned kung fu, I ca n’t even embroider fists and legs, and the governor is going to kill me. Why bother? Yang Shanxue came out of the scabbard and gave me a knife on the spot." He said At this point, I patted my thigh, and it reminded me, "I forgot that the prince can't get the knife now. No wonder the second grandfather tried every means to find a lamp, anxious to die."
This little bastard.
Fei Sheng, slumped on the roof, took a silent sip.
"How can I be willing to kill you," Shen Zechuan put down the teapot, "Qidong's military rations will be provided by you after April, and Liuzhou Port will also arrange for you. Who will do it for you without you?"
"I expected that the monarch would not be willing to kill me," Yan Heru's finger cleverly knocked on the handle of the chair, leaning his leg, "No way, I was so hard hitting it some time ago, now it's OK, half of your net worth is in It's on me. But can I tell the truth to the governor? I can't bear to turn my face with the governor. Where can I go next to find such a good and clever master of the governor? I'm really surprised at this light. If the governor is willing, can I give Mr. Yuan Zhuo more than one hundred thousand silver as a gift? It is important to be happy, and to be happy, to be alive. "
The atmosphere in this room seemed to ease, but unexpectedly, Shen Zechuan's words turned around and said, "Master Yi Deng is dead early."
Yan He looked at Shen Zechuan wryly, with a smile on his face: "That can't ..."
"If he didn't die, how could you leave it to me so easily?" Shen Zechuan lifted his finger and rubbed the folding fan slowly, thinking slowly, "What is the granary in the eight cities? I wouldn't kill you if it was true. It ’s impossible to say.
Shen Zechuan looked at him with deep affection and looked at him.
Ce'an worked hard to find a master. When he really found some trace and found that the master died in your hands, that is the King of Heaven. It's useless for me to ask for help, so you have to throw this hot potato away as soon as possible. "
Yan He did this to ask for sin. What kind of sin? The sin of the Eight City Granary. Ye Du found Dancheng, Xue Yanqing temporarily won from that game, Yan Heru knew that he would definitely be seized by the court, so at this moment he wanted to make a master of a lamp, and give Hezhou Yemen a poor Chasing unwilling opportunities to make the carriage go logically.
This card Yan Heru was unwilling to throw at all, but he had no best way to go. He is indeed a master found in Hezhou, and he has been imprisoned in the house since the beginning of the year, but he was really dead! This handle that could threaten Shen Zechuan instantly became a scourge of Yan Heru's death. Once Xiao Chiye felt the trace, he had no chance to deal with it. Only by facing Shen Zechuan could he gain vitality by benefit.
"You're so smart," Yan Heru never praised, he squeezed his abacus. "But since the prince is willing to sit here to talk to me, he is willing to open the Internet. I just calculated the account and calculated it again, Zhongbo Liu The prefecture cannot afford the annual supply of military rations in the North and South battlefields, and the princes also want to restore the people's livelihood in the six states ... I am different from Tong Hongxuan, and the princes can't lack me. "
"You are different from Tong Hongxuan. Why do you compare with him?" Shen Zechuan thought Yan He was interesting. "You are extravagant, wear gold and silver, embroider copper coins and ingots on your robes, and gold abacus on your neck. You love money all over the world, but do you really love money? "
Tong Hongxuan also likes to put on stage, but it is far from this point. Compared with Yan Heru, Tong Hongxuan is more like a family child. According to the savings of the two of them, Tong Hongxuan can even be a good and thrifty son. But Yan Heru was the opposite. He bought and sold silver first. Instead of wanting silver, he was obsessed with the process of making money.
The profit of Chazhou's grain was soaring, and the Yan family suddenly went up. Yan Heru expanded Xiaohu City in Dunzhou, and united the family to sell official goods. The money he earned could not be spent in his entire life. He followed Shen Zechuan. This was a good opportunity to wash his hands in the golden basin. He had lost sight of the previous sale and wanted to wash himself. As long as he honestly supplied military food and military battalions to the north and south battlefields, from time to time he went to the government to ask for peace and wait until the battle was complete. After the fight, Shen Zechuan really went up, and no one could easily move him for the credit of supplying military rations. When he changed, he was a hero.
But Yan Heru refused.
Because of this restlessness in his bones, he was able to come up with bold enough to think of such a new port.
This kid is not unwise, but like his name, he is a child prodigy. He is too smart to be able to play all kinds of tricks. Did n’t everyone be played by him in the same way? He is still picking up money behind his ass. No matter what authority you are, he is not afraid.
Yan Heru, holding a golden abacus, slumped on a chair, laughing in a dimple. After he laughed and sighed, he said, "Fun, what are you doing to be the Lord? Why do you do business, then I will not be lonely."
Shen Zechuan also sighed and said, "I didn't have a good time."
Yan Heru tilted his head and said innocently: "I haven't had a good time. If I were born twenty years earlier, what's the matter with Hong Hongxuan? Dead fat man is so stupid that his family's top card was played by him. It ’s rotten.
He raised his chin a little proudly.
I see them swapping the emperor for their turn, and I want to play a few more.

Seeing that Shen Zechuan had no intention of killing, Yan Heru took a bite of tea and finished his throat. Then he said, "Let ’s admire the princes, but we always have something so different ... not the same. You know me Mother? Hezhou fisher girl was born, she ca n’t eat enough at home, but she also needs to raise waste brothers for her father and mother. My mother was annoyed, scrambled and ran away. The brothers of the state and worshipped the brothers expanded the initial tea sale. Everyone was homeless, and when they negotiated, they were all surnamed Yan. It ’s so good, you have the money at hand, and do whatever you want. "He laughed again. "Other people ’s family is Na Xiaoxun, my mother is a pick-and-send gentleman, she loves all the good-looking men in Hezhou, and my father is the most handsome one. But my mother died early, and my father became Uncle Yan, and did Business, but those who timidly shrank and were afraid of everything. They did n’t even dare to lift their heads when they saw the shopkeeper.

Yan Heru was literate and had read the sage books, but the kindness, morality, and morality spoken there could not be far from him. Do n’t all those who talk about righteousness die early? He became more and more determined in the later days, that is, how long to live without worrying, as long as he is happy.
He seemed to be scared of everyone. He snored as soon as the knife was crossed, but the business he was doing was a business that anyone who really took the knife might not dare to do.
What money does Zhongbo make? Yan Heru knows too well. He saw the refugees everywhere when he was passing by the carriage, and was pitifully dead, but what does this have to do with him? He just played in this troubled world. Someone really starved to death. He couldn't find his head. There were more people standing in front of him.
What's wrong with him?
Yan Heru lay on the edge of the table and repeatedly asked Shen Zechuan: "What is wrong with me? It is not my fault that the Chinese soldiers are defeated. That is Shen Wei's fault. Sell the grain. I do n’t do it. Others have to do it. Instead of letting others Spoiled the money, it ’s not as good as if I used it to build a mutual market. It would be the most boring to hide the silver in the silver vault like Chang ’s.

Shen Zechuan was going to kill him. Is he wrong to hide the headlight master? It's just that the master didn't hold it.
Yan Heru said, "According to the life of the master, I will not accept him. He will die when he is old, or he will die in the wilderness."
Yan Heru is too young. In some places, he is as naive as he looks. He is not taught by no one, but by those who teach him. He called Cai Yu a grandfather, Cai Yu was a Chazhou bandit, but Cai Yu also preached morals in his early years, and generously provided for the old and weak women and children in the country, and eventually followed Yan Heru's ambiguity to buy and sell.
"People in this world love to talk about morality, but they all talk about it." Yan Heru jumped out of his chair and held an abacus. "Benefits are money, money is spent, and everything is spent. I do I don't care about this because I make more money and I can't play any business. "
The room was a little quiet, and Yan Heru thought that Shen Zechuan was too silent. He calculated and said to Shen Zechuan: "The master of a lantern, since the governor has to settle accounts, there is no way. I have a chess move and I am willing to make up for it. You look at the medicinal materials needed in the house, even if you speak. Qidong I will continue to deliver military rations this year, have we uncovered this? "
Shen Zechuan looked at him and said, "Go back."
Yan Heru settled in place for a moment, as if to explain to Shen Zechuan, and said again: "The port of Liuzhou is at the core of the eyes, the governor, I will visit again the next day and show you the charter."
Shen Zechuan was silent.
The candlelight in the room was dim, and Yan He was a little scared for no reason. This is different from his previous fears. It is infiltrated into the cracks in the bones, and it is cold. He knew who Shen Zechuan was, and Shen Zechuan wouldn't kill him-no smart person would do that, he had the confidence.
Yan Heru stepped back a few steps to the door, smiled at Shen Zechuan, turned around and opened the curtain. There was a girl waiting under the eaves, and Yan Heru looked at the lamp, pale and pale, and he panicked.
The candlelight in the room went out, and the courtyard was silent.
Yan Heru didn't let the girl-in-law send him. He snatched the lantern and walked under the corridor, walking faster and faster, as if chased by something, and finally ran away. He panted and ran for nothing, at this moment he had to admit that he was still afraid of death!
"Qidong 800,000, silver me, I have ..." Yan Heru heard the footsteps on the ground behind him, he turned back in a panic, and saw nothing, but he cried as if he had broken the vase Little child, aggrieved by the trivial mistake, he shouted, "Shen Zechuan--!"
Sitting in a chair, Shen Zechuan spilled Yan Heru's unfinished tea, just like the cup he poured to Yun Hongxuan at first.
The tea leaves were dried on the urn and quickly dried.
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