Chapter 49 Yan Shaoting's Big Pie
Just when Yan Shaoting and Zhou Yunyi, a rare master and disciple pair that could not be found anywhere else in Beijing, were communicating with each other.

The officers and soldiers have gathered all the disaster victims in the capital outside the city of Beijing.

There were no passionate speeches and no promises.

Yan Shaoting simply gave a few instructions to the officer who led the team, and a group of more than 10,000 disaster victims began to set out from the outskirts of Beijing toward Changping Prefecture, where the disaster was the most severe and had the largest number of disaster victims.

At the back of the team were large carts filled with grain that were being watched by people sent by the Ministry of Revenue.

With food following behind.

These tens of thousands of disaster victims finally believed that the imperial court would not let them continue to starve, and chose to obediently return to Changping Prefecture.

It is only seventy miles from Beijing City to Changping Prefecture.

According to Yan Shaoting's plan, he wanted to bring everyone back to Changping tonight.

According to the people's pace, they would not arrive until noon the next day.

But under the temptation of Yan Shaoting's words that they could eat meat tonight, the entire team of more than 10,000 people set off and moved very quickly.

As the sun was about to set in the sky, more than ten thousand people finally arrived at Changping, which had been destroyed by mountain torrents and was covered in mud.

Troops from this side had already moved forward to serve as the vanguard.

In an open space, countless bonfires were lit.

In the big pots, fat meat that has been stewed for a long time is cooked, giving off an enticing aroma.

If the officers and soldiers had not been shouting that the imperial envoy Yan Langjun was speaking to everyone, these disaster victims who had been hungry for a long time would probably have licked the big pots clean.

In the dim sky.

Yan Shaoting stood on a high hill, with tens of thousands of disaster victims in front of him and the continuous Yanshan Mountains behind him.

Next to him was Zhou Yunyi, who was walking down from the carriage with a cane.

Yan Shaoting looked at the darkness under Yanshan Mountain behind him and asked in a low voice: "Where are the tombs of my Ming Dynasty located?"

This matter falls within Zhou Yunyi's business scope.

He smiled and said, "This place is high in the north and low in the south. It is a rare Feng Shui site around the capital. Since Emperor Chengzu of our dynasty, Changling, Xianling, Jingling, Yuling, Maoling, Xiaoling, and Kangling have been buried here."

After hearing what Zhou Yunyi said, Yan Shaoting finally realized that seven emperors of the Ming Dynasty were buried here.

"Tell me, how much gold, silver and jewels are buried here? If they were all dug up, wouldn't our court not have to worry about money and food for a long time?"

After saying this, Yan Shaoting stared at Zhou Yunyi quietly.

Zhou Yunyi's heart skipped a beat when he heard it. He quickly looked around and then his mind moved slightly.

Pretending to guess in his heart, Zhou Yunyi replied in a low voice: "There probably isn't much gold and silver, but there must be a lot of treasures of all kinds."

Seeing Zhou Yunyi's answer, Yan Shaoting showed a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

Zhou Yunyi looked at the reaction of the young man in front of him and felt relieved.

I knew that the gentleman was testing me.

Otherwise, who would dare to ask such a question?
Zhou Yunyi added, "The imperial mausoleum is guarded by mausoleum guards. When you are going to Changping to provide relief to the people, you should avoid that place to avoid gossip in the court that would be bad for you."

Yan Shaoting just nodded with a smile, then turned and looked at the tens of thousands of disaster victims illuminated by countless bonfires.

As he turned around, officers and soldiers began to signal the victims to be quiet.

Seeing that the scene had calmed down, Yan Shaoting said, "Does everyone smell the aroma of meat?"

After a moment of silence, the crowd burst into a huge roar.

"Smell it."

"It's so fragrant!"

Yan Shaoting smiled and said, "I always treat everyone fairly and honestly. If you can arrive on time today, all the meat will be yours."

It is impossible to talk to the common people, especially those who have just suffered disasters, about the great principles of the Qingliu. The most practical meat and food are the issues that these people care about.

Having enough food and clothing is their lifelong pursuit.

There was laughter from the crowd.

Everyone is looking forward to filling their stomachs with the meat tonight.

Yan Shaoting continued, "This meat was given to us by His Majesty. The food that came with us today was also given by His Majesty. The purpose is to prevent us from going hungry."

This is politically correct and must be said in public.

Sure enough, there were shouts of praise for the Taoist priest from the crowd.

Then Yan Shaoting changed the subject and said, "But your majesty cannot just feed us. Your majesty is the head of the whole world. In the first three months of this year, the court's relief was only to feed you.

Next, everyone had to clear the fields, tear down the abandoned houses, build brick factories, open up mountains and build roads, and rebuild their hometown. They also had to make things for the Ministry of Industry and other officials in exchange for food.

As long as I am here, I will never withhold a grain of food from you. Do you have any objections?"

The longer the meat in the pot is stewed, the richer the meaty aroma becomes.

No one will have any objection.

Yan Shaoting's face finally darkened at this time: "As for how we will live in the future? If you all trust me, you will do as I say. I dare not guarantee anything else, but I can only guarantee one thing..."

The anticipation was instantly filled.

The rumbling stomachs suddenly quieted down, and people stretched their necks, waiting to hear what the young official standing on the high ground was going to say.

Even Zhou Yunyi, who was standing next to Yan Shaoting, looked curious.

This time, Zhou Yunyi spent a huge amount of money to break a leg for the Qingliu in exchange for following Yan Shaoting out of the city to provide relief to the people.

After all, even if it’s a huge favor like a broken leg, it can only be used once.

Only if Yan Shaoting does a good job in Changping will Zhou Yunyi have the opportunity to jump out of the scope of the Imperial Observatory.

Seeing that people were already showing their expectations, Yan Shaoting spoke loudly, "As long as you listen to me from now on, I can guarantee that your future life will be better than that of the people in the capital!"

……

"What the hell is Yan Shaoting saying!"

Yanfu.

In the small study belonging to Yan Song, Yan Shifan put one hand on his waist and waved the other hand constantly, his face flushed.

His eyes were full of disappointment.

"Confused!"

"madness!"

"How can it be my child?"

Yan Song was a little annoyed by the noise, and frowned at Yan Shifan: "If it's not your child, could it be that Shao Ting is someone else's child?"

Yan Shifan stared with his eyes wide open and stiffened his neck, but was stumped by the old man's question.

He could only wave his sleeves angrily a few more times: "Dad! Although my Yan family is temporarily peaceful now, don't you understand what the situation is in the court? Xu Jie, Gao Gong and his gang want to peel off our skin, eat our flesh raw, and drink our blood.

At this time, the rebellious son actually made a public announcement in Changping that he could make the lives of those peasant victims better than those of the people in the capital.

Doesn't he know that he is making such a bold statement? Later, Xu Jie and Gao Gong can use what he said now to get the court officials to impeach this rebellious son, and then even my Yan family will be implicated!"

Yan Song frowned in pain, lowered his head, and slowly closed his eyes.

He suddenly realized why his son, who used to be extremely intelligent, had become so stupid.

The entire Yan family is full of truly stupid people.

It’s him, Yan Shifan!
(End of this chapter)