Manchu traitor, how can you let me be the emperor of the ages

Chapter 49 The Treasure of the Yan Family

As soon as the words came out, everyone present was silent, except for Yan Shifan who kept shaking his fan. He sneered and said, "Look, Mr. and I also understand, he is much more decisive."

Luo Longwen was still confused, but Yan Maoqing sighed heavily.

Yan Song's expression remained unchanged, he just looked at Luo Longwen and asked, "Do you know what you said to your lord and His Majesty?"

Luo Longwen came back to his senses, and immediately cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty came after inquiring clearly. According to the eunuch in the palace, He and Your Excellency sent His Majesty a rare treasure called the Nine Dragon Cup."

"Your Majesty is very happy. He not only gave me food, but also gave me wine to drink with my lord."

"Drinking halfway, Mr. and He felt unwell and needed to go back to the mansion for medicine. His Majesty also gave the shoulders to go out of the palace, and asked Eunuch Wei to send Mr. and Mrs. home back to the mansion."

"Give Jianyu to leave the palace?" Yan Song was stunned.

Yan Shifan on the side also heard what he was interested in, and his fat body stood up from the chair: "Nine Dragon Cup? Doesn't it mean that this thing has long since disappeared? Where did He Shen get it?"

Luo Longwen smiled wryly and said: "I don't know where this Nine Dragon Cup came from, but this thing is miraculously tight, and His Majesty likes it very much."

"The emperor likes it very much?"

Yan Shifan was stunned: "This thing is rare, but it's not that valuable, right? Is the emperor so easy to fool?"

Luo Longwen and Yan Maoqing curled their lips secretly, something worth nearly 10,000 taels is not that valuable to you?

Yan Song ignored these words, but sighed quietly: "This time He Shen walked in front of the old man..."

Even if this transportation is only temporary, it can make many ministers envious.

Because this represents the emperor's attitude and his tendency.

Yan Shifan also came to his senses immediately, straightened up and said, "Father, since this is the case, shall we also send something to the emperor?"

Yan Song frowned tightly, caressing the teacup on the table with his old hand, hesitating.

Luo Longwen and Yan Maoqing glanced at each other secretly, knowing that this is another battle between heaven and man in Yan Xiang's mind.

Yan Shifan looked at Yan Song behind the table speechlessly: "Father, how much is something like the Nine Dragon Cup worth? Didn't you just say that you should value the emperor? You forgot it when you turned around?"

"What do you know!"

Yan Song glared at him: "One porridge and one meal, think it's hard-earned! I told you a long time ago, you should be frugal on weekdays! Have you ever listened to me seriously!"

"Great mansions, delicacies from mountains and seas, gorgeous clothes and beautiful clothes, healthy slaves and beautiful maidservants! Yan Shifan, if you had listened to me earlier, the money you saved would be enough to give His Majesty as many Nine Dragon Cups!"

Yan Shifan curled his lips speechlessly, but he was not arguing, and sat obediently on the chair without moving.

But if you get close, you can still hear him muttering in a low voice: "When you have no money, you live a hard life, and if you have money, you live a hard life. Isn't this money earned for nothing?"

Luo Longwen and Yan Maoqing saw that Prime Minister Yan wanted to discipline his son and talk about family affairs, and it was not good to stay here any longer, so they all got up and said goodbye.

"Yan Xiang, the next official will be on duty in the afternoon, so don't bother me too much."

"Go first." Yan Song waved his hands helplessly.

After the two left, Yan Song sighed helplessly.

"Let's go." Yan Song stood up and walked out of the study with his hands behind his back.

Yan Shifan was taken aback for a moment, then quickly got up and followed Yan Song's footsteps.

The two walked all the way and came to a hidden warehouse inside the Yan Mansion.

"Father! This way, this way!" Although Yan Shifan had a slight limp on one leg, he walked faster than Yan Song.

The guard behind the door saw the two of them and hurriedly bowed to salute.

"Okay, okay, let's all go out!"

Yan Shifan waved his hand, then took out a bunch of keys from his clothes, smiled and said to Yan Song behind him: "Father, don't be scared later, it's very different from the last time you came here. .”

Yan Song nodded expressionlessly.

With a smug smile on Yan Shifan's face, he stepped forward to insert the key into the lock, and turned it from left to right.

There was the sound of clicking, clicking, and at the same time, Yan Shifan's proud voice:
"Father, you always blame me for wasting money, but you don't know that it is because of the money spent that my son can make more money!"

Yan Song did not comment on his words, but stared at the thick bronze patterned door with a cold face.

After opening this gate, the road began to descend, and the surrounding environment gradually became darker. The two walked forward, and Yan Shifan opened two more gates, and exchanged a code word with the person behind the gate. The last gate This was opened.

"Father, look!" Yan Shifan turned around and looked at Yan Song with a smile.

The moment the door was opened, an almost dazzling silver light pierced people's pupils.

Yan Song squinted his eyes subconsciously, and after getting used to it for a while, he looked intently, looking at the situation behind the door.

This is a cellar, and one thick long candle after another is lit in the cellar, and the candle light is flickering because of the wind caused by the door just opened.

Under the faint candlelight, rows of wooden frames in the cellar were reflected.

On the shelf, there are mahogany trays, and there are neatly placed snow-white silver ingots in the wooden trays. The silver light just came from here.

As far as the eye can see, they are all wooden frames like this. At a glance, there are only dots of candlelight, deep and deep darkness, and brilliant white silver ingots...but there is no end in sight.

Yan Shifan stepped into it slowly, he turned his head and glanced at Yan Song's face, and found that he didn't have any shocked expression, so he couldn't help being a little disappointed.

However, he was not discouraged, but smiled and said: "Father, we can't give money to the emperor as a gift, that's too vulgar."

"Come here with me." He turned and walked to the left.

Yan Song took a look at the silver here, his face sank a little, and followed Yan Shifan to the right.

The two stepped on the neat bluestone slabs and walked for a quarter of an hour before they came across a bronze gate.

Use the key to open the door, the light behind the door is brighter than this side.

Golden light!

Behind this door, there are also rows of wooden shelves, but there are gold ingots placed on the shelves.

It is still hard to see the end.

But Yan Shifan stroked his short beard under his chin, and said with a smile: "Father, this gold is more vulgar than silver, and it cannot be given away."

Although Yan Song didn't say anything.

But his face was slightly uglier under the reflection of the candlelight.

Yan Shifan didn't notice this, and proudly led Yan Song forward.

This time it didn't take that long, but after a while, the two of them came to another door.

Yan Shifan opened the door again, but this time the light from behind the door was much softer.

"Father, what's inside is the real good stuff."

Yan Song walked in with a sullen face, and the lighting behind the door was not candles, but huge night pearls, emitting fluorescence in the dark, illuminating the room like daytime.

At a glance, in front of you are rows of exquisite mahogany antique shelves, on which are placed all kinds of rare and expensive things.

There are Ru kiln blue and white lotus plum vases with twined branches from the reign of Emperor Xuanzong, crystal clear blood jade corals as tall as a person, yellow jade biscuits with carved dragons and phoenixes, and long wooden boxes containing all kinds of calligraphy and paintings. Taste……

"Father, although many of them were given to you by others, most of them were earned by your son's business!"

Yan Shifan proudly puffed out his fat belly: "There are more gold and silver properties in this cellar than the Taicang treasury! Ordinary people can't spend it all in a few lifetimes!"

"Stop it! Rebel!!"

Yan Song's angry voice came from ahead.

"Ah?" Yan Shifan was dumbfounded, looking at his father in disbelief.

I have earned so much property, why are you scolding me? ?
"It's really a traitor!"

Yan Song was still angry, pointed at Yan Shifan and reprimanded: "If you don't squander all day, wouldn't there be more gold, silver and jewelry here!!"

(End of this chapter)