Chapter 3 It's Hard to Be a Traitor
Feng Bao looked deeply at Yan Shaoting who was leading his men out of the imperial city, and then he led other men back to the palace.

After entering the palace, Feng Bao first found his godfather Lu Fang and explained what happened in front of the Meridian Gate.

Lu Fang pondered for a long time and looked at Feng Bao deeply.

"Master Yan is helping you today."

Feng Bao looked suspicious: "Did he help his son today?"

Lu Fang sighed and said, "Your Majesty, are you going to beat Zhou Yunyi with a stick in the court today, or are you going to beat him to death with a stick?"

"Twenty strokes of the cane in court..." Feng Bao's voice became softer, and when he understood what was happening, he lowered his head.

Lu Fang hummed: "Now you understand, you must remember Master Yan's kindness today."

Feng Bao thought for a moment, raised his head and said, "But..."

Lu Fang interrupted by waving his hand, and asked, "Didn't Master Yan say in front of the Meridian Gate today that the lack of snow this winter was entirely due to the season, and had nothing to do with any person or thing? He also said that after the New Year, it would snow soon?"

Feng Bao nodded, somewhat confused.

After getting a definite answer, Lu Fang stood up and said, "I will report this to His Majesty. You should think about this matter more."

Feng Bao probably couldn't figure it out for a while, and when he saw that his godfather was going to the emperor, he quickly stood up.

"My son sends his godfather off respectfully."

……

outside the palace.

Yan Shaoting and his men looked at Zhou Yunyi, who had a broken leg and was being carried onto a carriage by his family.

The news that he had ordered the breaking of Zhou Yunyi's leg had already spread from the Meridian Gate.

The Zhou family members all looked at him angrily.

Yan Shaoting ignored these idiots and took out a purse from his pocket and threw it to the Jinyiwei flag officer present.

"Let the brothers take it and have a drink after work."

The flag officer took the money bag with a smile on his face: "Thank you very much for the reward, young master."

After driving away this group of killers, Yan Shaoting rode back to the Yan Mansion alone.

But I don't feel relaxed.

I am a member of the Yan family, and this cannot be changed no matter what.

Even though I broke that idiot Zhou Yunyi's leg today just to save his life, he will definitely not be grateful to me.

And it is impossible for me to do something like killing my father and ancestors.

This is totally incompatible with today's etiquette and laws.

If he killed Old Yan and the one-eyed man now, or reported them to Jiajing, who only knew how to practice Taoism and become an immortal, he would never be able to achieve anything great in his official career in this life.

No one dared to use a man who could kill his grandfather and biological father.

Yan Shaoting had to admit that Yan Song and Yan Shifan had done all kinds of bad things and deserved to be put to death.

But he also had to admit that the reason why he dared to snatch Feng Bao's job in front of the Meridian Gate and break Zhou Yunyi's leg today was because he borrowed the power of Yan Song and Yan Shifan.

Faced with this embarrassing identity now, I can only try to ensure that the Yan family and myself are settled safely as soon as possible.

Yan Shaoting couldn't help but think of the time at the Meridian Gate when Zhou Yunyi angrily scolded him and the Yan Party for being birds of the same feather.

He couldn't help but let out a helpless smile.

"Others are treacherous and flattering, spending their days in brothels listening to music and enjoying wealth and splendor."

"It's hard to be a traitor like me!"

Now he not only has to avoid being dragged down by Yan Song and Yan Shifan, two teammates who deserve to die.

He also had to ensure that he would not be killed along with the Yan family by Qingliu.

We must also ensure that the Ming Dynasty will not fall into the hands of a group of upright people who only know how to troll and do nothing.

At the same time, he also had to get money from Jiajing, the biggest corrupt official in the Ming Dynasty, in exchange for his favor and protection?

Finally, the now terminally ill Ming Dynasty was gradually changed.

When he thought of this, Yan Shaoting wished he could die again to see if he could get a better start.

It’s a pity that this world can’t start over again.

Not long after, Yan Shaoting returned to the Yan Mansion with a heavy heart.

The lackey Yan Hu had been waiting at the gate of the mansion early. When he saw the young master coming back, he immediately stepped forward to lead the horse. "Young master, you are back. I have done everything you asked me to do."

Yan Shaoting dismounted and threw away the whip: "Have they found everyone?"

Yan Hu nodded: "I have found them. They are all people who are used to doing big business in Beijing."

As he spoke, a trace of difficulty appeared on Yan Hu's face.

Originally, Yan Shaoting wanted him to negotiate with those Beijing merchants on the grounds that the Yan family had an overseas business and needed a large amount of cash as preparation.

But when the merchants heard that the Yan family wanted to sell things for silver, no one dared to take it seriously.

Yan Hu himself felt that this matter didn't seem to be true, so naturally nothing was achieved after the two sides talked about it.

After Yan Shaoting learned about the situation, he asked, "Where are these merchants coming from?"

Yan Hu immediately said: "We followed the young master's instructions and found merchants in the southeast."

In the southeast, officials and businessmen are no longer distinguished. Officials have businessmen under them, and businessmen have officials behind them.

Yan Shaoting nodded and asked, "Have you explained the reasons clearly?"

Yan Hu replied cautiously: "I have already told you that our family does have an overseas business, but they don't believe it!"

Yan Shaoting frowned slightly.

He also hoped to let Yan Hu handle the matter and then spread false information to set a trap for Xu Jie's group of Southeast Qingliu.

It seems that I have to do this myself now.

Yan Hu then took another step forward, leaned closer and whispered, "Young Master, there was a message from the palace just now, saying that the old master and the master will settle accounts in the cabinet tonight and will not be back until tomorrow."

Yan Shaoting nodded, and then followed Yan Hu to the main hall in the front yard of the Yan Mansion.

In the hall, many wealthy businessmen dressed in silk had gathered.

Seeing the eldest son of the Yan family coming back, the merchants all stood up and bowed.

Yan Shaoting walked up to the crowd in a hurry, sat down with his horse and sword in his arms, and spoke directly.

"The reason I asked you to come here today is not for any other reason, but because my Yan family wants to sell some things to you in exchange for some silver for overseas business."

After saying that, Yan Shaoting asked Yan Hu to deliver the list he had compiled to all the merchants.

There was really not enough time, so Yan Shaoting could only temporarily let Yan Hu sort out the Yan family's property in Beijing. As for the property in his hometown in Jiangxi, he would have to wait until he came back to figure it out.

But even the Yan family's assets in Beijing are enough to shock the viewers.

There are more than 1,500 private residences and hundreds of shops.

In addition to these real estate properties, there are tens of thousands of fans and thousands of calligraphy and paintings.

These include but are not limited to authentic works by Wang Xizhi, Yan Zhenqing, Liu Gongquan, Song Huizong, Huaisu, Su Shi, Huang Tingjian, Cai Xiang, Lu You, Zhu Zhishan and others.

Such as Huaisu's "Self-narration" and Huang Tingjian's "All Elders"

It was only today that Yan Shaoting learned that the Yan family also collected national treasures such as Yan Liben's "The Tribute Picture" and Zhang Zeduan's "Along the River During the Qingming Festival".

Every item here is worth a fortune.

When the businessmen saw the list, their faces changed drastically.

Before Yan Shaoting could react, the group of merchants from Beijing had already knelt in front of him in unison.

Yan Shaoting had already picked up the teacup, ready to drink some water and wait for these people to give their quotes, but he was startled by this sudden action.

A businessman knelt on the ground, raised his head, and pleaded miserably, "Master, if you are short of money, just tell us, why do this?"

"Right, right, right! Master, just tell us a number, and we'll go back and raise the money. Tomorrow... No! Before dark today, we'll deliver the money to your house!"

Hearing this, Yan Shaoting was dumbfounded.

Could it be that these people got it wrong?

"Don't you think I'm asking you for money?" Yan Shaoting asked hesitantly.

The merchants all raised their heads and stared at Yan Shaoting with pitiful eyes, probably because they wished they could hurry home and move the silver to Lord Yan's home.

"The Yan Party deserves to die! What a disaster they have brought to this group of people!"

Yan Shaoting couldn't help but curse in his heart.

Then he put down the teacup, slapped his hands on the table, and glared at me, "Who wants your money? Now calculate for me how much the things here are worth. Don't lie. Calculate the price truthfully. If you like anything, just take the money and leave!"

Yan Hu was watching from the side, his face was shocked, he hurried forward and asked in a low voice: "Master, are you really going to sell all these things to our family?"

(End of this chapter)