The sun slowly sets westward.

He Yi slowly walked over from the other end of the long street with his hands on his back.

Although it was already cold and the corners of the walls were still covered with snow, the gray wall seemed to ignite a flame in such a blood-red sunset.

But he was still cold.

He looked thoughtful, and while walking, he was thinking about something. The corners of his clothes were covered with snow, and he didn't seem to feel cold.

Just as he was about to reach the door, he looked up and saw a familiar figure standing at the gate of his mansion.

It's Ye Zheng.

He stood there, still holding a horse, and I don't know how long he had been waiting.

As soon as I saw him, the originally gloomy expression on my face slightly raised, and even my eyes lit up.

Then, a little smile appeared.

"You old man, where did you go?"

“…”

"You have been waiting for you for the past half day, and you are finally back."

When He Yi saw him, he was stunned for a moment, but a smile immediately appeared on his face and said, "What are you doing here, waiting for me?"

"Who are you waiting for at your doorstep?"

"Then why don't you go in?"

"Get in, are you at home?"

“…”

He Yi smiled and said, "But you usually run in by yourself. If I am not here, you think this is your home."

“…”

"Why are you still polite today?"

“…”

He said this very gentle. The two of them had known each other for many years, and they had been fighting and making fun of each other. Of course, Ye Zheng was looking for him to play, and he was always gentle tolerant of each other.

This time, Ye Zheng became polite to him.

Ye Zheng seemed to feel it too. He glanced at Heyi, then coughed lightly, and said, "How do I know, if you are not at home, what will I see when I go in? What if you are not serious, you, the old man in the bull's nose, hide something that cannot be seen in it."

"Oh? What will I hide?"

"For example, beauty?"

“…”

"Don't you Taoist priests always like dual cultivation or something? Even our old uncle has a dual cultivation..."

He said this and shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "What are you not a double practice? That's a fellow practitioner."

"Oh..., then do you have it?"

He Yi looked at him and said with a smile: "If you come to practice with me, it's not impossible."

"cut,"

Ye Zheng snorted coldly and said, "You are in such a great age. I'm rushing toward me. I'll practice Taoism with you? That's a waste."

He Yi shook his head, as if he could no longer listen.

He turned around and walked into the gate, saying, "Okay, just tell me if you have anything to do. Stand in the wind for a long time, be careful of catching a cold."

Ye Zheng was anxious when he saw him walking in.

Just as the janitor in the door came out, Ye Zheng threw the reins to the man, chased him, walked to Heyi, and said, "What do you think about what happened in the court today?"

"Me? What can I think?"

"Heyi, don't forget that you are the chief minister of the cabinet. These things will eventually pass through your hands. Did you not go to your mind at all?"

“…”

"Then what's in your mind?"

"In my head"

He Yi looked back at him and said with a smile: "I'm thinking about the matter of gold and jade clothes in my mind now, so how can I pretend to be anything else."

The two of them were talking while walking in.

Heyi's mansion is still the same as before. Apart from the gatekeeper, the kitchen chef and the cleaning staff, there is no one else to serve him, and it is very quiet.

Ye Zheng frowned and said, "Golden Wire Jade Clothes."

“…”

"You really take this as a matter."

"What about that?"

“…”

"The emperor personally told me to supervise the creation of gold-wired jade clothes, which is also an opportunity to enter the northwest in the future and establish good relations with the countries in the Western Regions."

“…”

"Although this thing is small, it's a big deal."

"No matter how important the relationship is, this matter shouldn't be so in your mind."

Ye Zheng frowned and followed him into a open pavilion in the garden.

He Yi seemed to be born without fear of cold and heat. Regardless of whether it is cold or hot, his residence was full of doors. After walking in, he knelt directly on the futon in the center and bowed to the tablets of the Sanqing.

Although he was born in the world, his habit of becoming a Taoist priest was still preserved.

Ye Zheng stood aside, and also swayed toward the top, and then continued, "Then, your head is so big that it is impossible for the one who can help the emperor plan everything to seize the throne, now, you will be filled with just a small golden jade robes. I ask you, how should you deal with those mulberry farmers?"

He Yi lit another stick of incense.

Then he turned around, brushed his sleeves and said, "If I remember correctly, the raw silk trade with Yue was the national policy that the emperor had set after visiting Yongzhou."

"That's right."

"That must be the reason why he made this decision when he was in Yongzhou and on the border between Vietnam."

Ye Zheng thought about it.

He only remembered that when the two sides were about to go to full war on the border of Vietnam, Jian Ruocheng asked the emperor to go to the camp of Vietnam. Before that, he seemed to have said some words about raw silk.

But at that time, Jian Ruocheng spoke vaguely, and he also listened vaguely.

Now, I don't remember it anymore.

Perhaps, Jian Ruocheng's advice to the emperor had his profound meaning, and the emperor understood his profound meaning, adopted his opinions and implemented this national policy.

But now, Zhu Feng has lost his memory, and Jian Ruocheng has already left the court. I don’t know how much he still remembers this national policy.

I don’t know whether this national policy is still necessary to be implemented.

No matter what, it is not a good thing for the mulberry king to continue making trouble like this.

He said: "What is the national policy? Let's put it aside. If the mulberry farmers continue to make trouble like this, they are afraid that the people will cause trouble. At that time, it will be another big event."

He Yi said: "Just cause trouble in the people, let's go and quell the chaos."

"This year's trouble, this year's trouble; if it's trouble again next year, will it be fine?"

“…”

“Is this happening every year?”

“…”

But He Yi did not answer immediately, but was silent for a while, as if he was thinking about something, and murmured: "It won't take a few years."

"Um?"

Ye Zheng heard it in a daze and asked, "What, how many years did it take?"

He Yi glanced at him, smiled faintly and said, "It's okay, it's okay."

He also said, "If you are doing this, you don't have to worry. If the mulberry farmers make trouble, there will naturally be people from the lower yamen to take care of them. If the trouble is big, the emperor will naturally send someone to pacify them. Unless."
Chapter completed!