marquis of jingan

Zhou Futai didn't know the taste of this meal.

But anyway, the time for a meal is not very long, after the meal, Shen Yi invited him to his study in Shen Yuan.

In the study, Master Shen made a pot of tea himself, and asked Zhou Futai to sit down. Then he pointed to the three bookshelves in his study, smiled and said, "Zhong Cheng, do you think my bookshelf is not bad? This is I bought it in Yueqing City, it is said that it is a hundred-year-old huanghuali, and it really cost a lot of money."

Zhou Futai glanced at the bookshelves casually, and then squeezed out a formulaic smile: "There are quite a lot of books. It can be seen that Shen Xianggong is a person who loves to read."

"Not many books."

Shen Yi shook his head and smiled and said: "Most of them are the documents of the Anti-Japanese Army and the things recorded by the military secretary office. They are all piled up here. There are not many real books. Most of my books are in Jiankang. It’s thousands of miles from the southeast, but there’s no way to transport them all.”

Hearing Shen Yi's words, Zhou Futai didn't pay much attention at first, but after listening, he suddenly looked up at Shen Yi thoughtfully.

The young man in front of him seemed to have something to say?
Does this sentence mean that his roots are in the capital, not in the southeast?
But at this time, Zhou Yishan didn't worry too much about the matter when it wasn't time to guess the dumb fans. He looked at Shen Yi with a smile on his face: "Mr. My heart can wait to die of anxiety."

Shen Yi unhurriedly found an envelope in the drawer of his desk, held the envelope in both hands, and handed it in front of Zhou Futai, smiling: "Your Majesty's secret letter, Zhongcheng Take it and see."

Zhou Yishan was startled, stood up quickly, pretending to kneel down, Shen Yi smiled and helped him up, and said: "There is no outsider, and it is not a clear decree, Zhongcheng doesn't have to be so circuitous, just take it to see. "

Zhou Yishan didn't even think about kneeling down.

He was a civil servant of the second rank, and at his level, even if he went to Jiankang to meet the emperor, there was a high probability that he would not need to kneel.

It was only because of Shen Yi's presence that he put on a show, so as not to be caught by Shen Yi, the "traitor" again.

After Shen Yi said politely, Zhou Futai no longer insisted on kneeling. He took the letter that Shen Yi handed over with both hands, unfolded it respectfully, read it up and down carefully, and then carefully folded the letter. , looked up at Shen Yi, and asked, "Little Mr. Shen, when will you return to Jiankang?"

Shen Yi has read this letter.

Because originally it was the emperor's letter to Shen Yi, and along with the letter, he also brought a text message to Zhou Yishan, only two or three sentences before and after.

The meaning of the letter is very simple.

It is to let Zhou Yishan go to Jiankang with Shen Yi when Shen Yi returns to Jiankang...

face saint.

In addition to this sentence, there is no other content.

A little cloudy.

But this is not surprising.

For the emperor, the basic skill is not to speak clearly, let the subordinates guess by themselves, and do it by themselves. If it is done well, the emperor is aware of the details, and if it is not done well, the people below are incompetent.

And the emperor's text message to Zhou Yishan also has this function. Just three short sentences have already made this border official mutter in his heart.

Shen Yi lowered his head, took a sip of tea, and said with a smile: "The Anti-Japanese Army fought well in Fujian. The battle report sent back a few days ago has already won two consecutive battles. In this way, most of my errands in the southeast have been completed. I will wait until the New Year's Eve." , you can go back to Jiankang for a business trip."

He looked at Zhou Yishan and asked, "Why did Zhongcheng suddenly ask this? What did His Majesty say in his letter?"

This is knowingly asking.

Zhou Yishan knew that Shen Yi had read the secret letter.

Shen Yi also knew that Zhou Yishan knew that he had seen it.

However, the form that should be taken must be taken. After all, the relationship between the two of them is not very close.

Even in a sense, the two can be said to be enemies, after all, Zhou Futai just suffered a small loss in the hands of Shen Yi.

Zhou Yishan lowered his head slightly and said: "Your Majesty said in the letter, when you return to the capital, Mr. Shen, I will let the old man go with you to the capital, and face the saint..."

"Good thing."

Master Shen clapped his palms and smiled and said, "A big official like Zhongcheng, who is in charge of the border suddenly, is ordered to enter the capital, and he is probably going to be promoted."

Zhou Futai's face was not particularly good-looking, he glanced at the letter in his hand with a complicated expression, and sighed: "It is also possible that I will be imprisoned in Dali Temple."

He looked up at Shen Yi with a cloudy expression on his face.

"Little Mr. Shen, tell the truth, about the dog..."

Zhou Yishan said with some difficulty: "Have you heard from Heaven?"

"I do not know."

Shen Yi shook his head slightly, and then said lightly: "But there is one thing, Zhongcheng must know, the people around me are not the thugs I found in Jiankang Dongshi Street, but the inner guards, Zhongcheng, you are from the officialdom Senior, you should know what an inner guard is."

Master Shen lowered his brows and said: "On the one hand, the inner guards are protecting me, and on the other hand, they are also staring at me. I can't control them."

Shen Yi's words clearly told Zhou Yishan that if the inner guard chose to report this matter, he would not be able to control it.

In other words, even if it is reported, it has nothing to do with Shen Yi.

"Such a small matter..."

Zhou Futai's expression was a bit ugly, he murmured: "It should not alarm His Majesty..."

"It really wasn't possible."

Shen Yi lowered his head and took a sip of tea, and said lightly: "But Zhongcheng, you are a big official in the frontier, so Young Master Ling is not a small person. I will tell you the truth."

"On the West Lake that day, the Lin'an famous prostitute Du Xiaohu, Ms. Du, who is next to Young Master Ling, has been verified by the inner guards that she is a member of the Northern Qi Qingjing Department."

Shen Yi smiled and said: "Although I believe that Young Master Ling will not have any collusion with the Department of Purification of the Northern Qi Dynasty, most of the internal guards are going to verify this matter. If they come and go again, it may leak to His Majesty."

Zhou Yishan's face became even more ugly.

He lowered his head, his hands trembling a little: "So..."

"Your Majesty summoned me to Beijing to interrogate me?"

"That's probably not the case."

Now the tea boiled again, Shen Yi picked up the small teapot, made two cups of tea, poured another cup and put it in front of Zhou Futai, and said with a smile: "Zhongcheng, you are a great official in the frontier, so you don't want to be teased because of some swindling things. Besides, if you were really implicated in this matter, the palace would not write a secret letter, and just let Dali Temple come down to arrest you."

Hearing this, Zhou Yishan turned pale.

Because a spy from the Northern Qi Dynasty, even if he was implicated, he wouldn't do anything to him.

But soon, he heard another sentence from Shen Yi's mouth, like a bolt from the blue.

Master Shen took a sip of tea comfortably, and said lightly: "I just don't know, when the internal guards are checking on Mr. Ling, will they check on you, Zhong Cheng?"

These words made Zhou Yishan freeze in place!
If you are an official in the court, you may still be an upright official in three to five years.

Like Zhou Futai, who has been an official for more than [-] years, from a local county magistrate all the way to a feudal official, if you say that he has never been corrupt, he has never done anything illegal...

That's a fantasy!

This kind of thing, the inner guard will be able to find out some clues once he investigates.

Maybe, he has been checked out!

Zhou Yishan sat on the chair, the hand holding the tea also stopped in mid-air, and he didn't drink a cup of tea for a long time.

He was silent for a long time, and finally put down the teacup in his hand, stood up slowly, cupped his hands at Shen Yi, bowed his head deeply, and said, "Please ask Mr. Shen to show you a clear way."

Shen Yi got up quickly, and supported Zhou Futai with a smile.

"What is Zhongcheng doing?"

Master Shen smiled all over his face: "You and I are doing things together in Zhejiang, and you are a senior. I can't afford such courtesy."

"Shen Xianggong is a close minister of the emperor..."

Zhou Yishan was completely convinced.

He lowered his head slightly, and said in a submissive tone, "Please, Mr. Shen, show me a way!"

Shen Yi squinted his eyes and looked at Zhou Futai for a while, then sat back on his seat, and said with a smile: "Since Zhongcheng said so, the younger generation will say something cheeky?"

Zhou Yishan lowered his head slightly: "President Shen please advise..."

The word "Shen Xiang" was said so abruptly that even Shen Yi was stunned for a moment before he realized it. The words that came to his lips were slammed back by these two words, and he immediately put on a straight face.

"If Zhongcheng makes such a strange sound, then the junior will not say anything."

"It's definitely not weird."

Zhou Yishan looked at Shen Yi, and said sincerely: "In my opinion, it's just a matter of time for Mr. Shen to pay homage to his prime minister."

Shen Yi waved his hand, signaling him not to talk nonsense.

After taking a sip of tea and sorting out his thoughts, Shen Yi continued: "Zhong Cheng, let's get down to business."

"In my opinion, the reason why His Majesty did not rush to call you to Beijing, but let you come to Beijing with me at the end of the year, is to give Zhong Cheng a period of time to see how Zhong Cheng is doing."

Zhou Futai is also a smart person, when he heard this sentence, he reacted almost immediately.

He looked up at Shen Yi and said three words slowly.

"Ship Department?"

"It should be this."

Shen Yi nodded and said: "Your Majesty attaches great importance to the Secretary of Shipping."

"Your Zhejiang Municipal Bureau is the first municipal bureau, and next year there will be four more municipal bureaus to be established."

"If everything goes well after the opening of the Shibo Department in two days, by the end of the year, the Shibo Department in Zhejiang..."

Shen Yi glanced at Zhou Futai, and said meaningfully: "It will start to show results."

The governor of Zhejiang, sitting on a chair alone, kept his head down for a long time without speaking, as if he was thinking about something.

After a long time, he looked up at Shen Yi, with a hoarse voice: "After the opening of the Shibo Department, the old man lived in Yueqing for a while..."

Master Shen had a bright smile on his face.

This old guy is finally willing to do his best.

He stood up, cupped his hands at Zhou Yishan, and smiled.

"The Shibosi has accomplished a great deal. In the future, the prime minister will ascend to the pavilion to pay homage to the prime minister. Remember to take care of the younger generation."

Zhou Yishan stood up, bowed his hands to Shen Yi in return, and sighed sincerely.

"This sentence should be said to Prime Minister Shen."