The national teacher is making trouble again

National Division-4

"For the father, I will give you a name."

"Yanjiang... Yan Tinghan."

"Jiang Ting is clean and cold, so you don't have to pay back... Ting Han, from now on you will be a grown man, stand on your own, and have nothing to do with the Yan family." Father Yan's heavy voice seems to be still echoing in his ears, "Farewell, you It is no longer the second son of Yan, but Da Chen's Yan Da Guoshi."

Through the thin screen, Yan's father gave the name of 17-year-old Yanjiang in this way; Yan's mother, with moist eyes, put a hair crown on her proud young son behind the screen.

There was no ceremony, no banquet, and the second son of Yan's family, a wealthy businessman in the south of the Yangtze River, disappeared in the cool autumn rain. On the boat that Chen and Emperor set off to return to Beijing, there was a young, handsome and cold-faced national teacher, Yan Tinghan. .

Yan Tinghan bid farewell to Jiangnan and embarked on the little emperor's thief ship... Ah bah, the imperial ship.

He himself is not a cold and dignified outsider. On the contrary, he was born in a wealthy family, loved by his parents since he was a child, and has a good head, smart, and arrogant; What a crazy young man.

It was no accident that Yan Tinghan met the little emperor.In fact, since the founding of Dachen, the Yan family has been secretly cooperating with the royal family to run caravans, which can be said to be a hidden thread planted by Emperor Chen Yuan.

It is said that the Yan family, a wealthy businessman in the south of the Yangtze River, is as rich as an enemy country, and has attracted the fear of the royal family, but they don't know that only the emperors and empresses of the past understand the status of the Yan family.

Scholars, farmers, businessmen, and the Yan family run caravans and fleets. No matter how prosperous they are, they are just businessmen; even in order to avoid disaster, no one in the Yan family became an official.

However, from the very beginning, those caravans and fleets belonged to the Yan family on the surface, but in fact about [-]% belonged to Emperor Chen Yuan; He secretly used Jiangnan's business network to build a backup treasury for Dachen, and the main source of income was the Yan family.

After the Yan family was Zhongliang, the first head of the family was a military adviser who had gone to the battlefield with Emperor Chen Yuan, and later occupied the south of the Yangtze River to open up business. He kept two gold medals from Emperor Chen Yuan in his hand, one was alive and the other was dead.

If it benefits the country, it will live, and if it harms the country, it will die.

After Yan Tinghan put on the hair crown, he saw the two gold medals from his father, and then he realized that the fact that Chen and Di settled in their family's Zhuangzi was not really because of the wealth of their family's Zhuangzi.

Their Yan family did not enter the official career, they were not from aristocratic family, but they were important ministers of Da Chen who hid among the mountains and rivers.

Yan Tinghan lived carefree in the first 17 years, and occasionally some amazing social remarks, but all of them stopped in the study, out of his mouth, into Yan's father's ears, and there was no more.

On the boat where Chen Hedi returned to Beijing, Yan Tinghan and Chen Hedi lived in the same room for more than half a month, sorting out what he had learned over the past ten years, and told Chen Hedi everything, no matter how big or small.

The little emperor worked tirelessly day and night, and everyone who didn't know anything asked questions; as for Yan Tinghan, in the process of communicating with the little emperor, he also carved into his bones all those political opinions that benefited the country and the people.

"Brother Ting Han, from now on, you will be the national teacher handpicked by me. With the edict of the late emperor, you can just speak freely in the court. As long as it is not a policy of harming the country and the people, no matter who in the court wants to harm you, you must kill me first; if you Forget your original intention, and I will immediately kill you in court."

The little emperor, who was pale from seasickness, was lying on the bed, and he still didn't forget to say harsh words over and over again in a daze.

Yan Tinghan sat by the bed, wrung out a steaming cloth towel, covered the little emperor's face perfunctorily, and wiped it twice: "Okay, okay, if you are not loyal to the country, I will splash my own blood on the Panlongzhu. Brother, I promise you."

The little emperor tugged at Yan Tinghan's sleeve: "Brother Tinghan, I don't want you to die... You have to treat this country well, and treat me well, okay?"

Yan Tinghan pinched the little emperor's face amusedly: "You are telling me, when did I treat you badly?"

The little emperor avoided his claws, picked up the quilt to cover the lower half of his face, and acted like a baby with his wet eyes open: "Brother Ting Han, can you hug me to sleep?"

Yan Tinghan has been tossed a lot these days. Hearing this, he threw the cloth towel into the washbasin and waved his hand to refuse: "No, you will kick me when you sleep at night."

The little emperor was wronged: "Eunuch Li dare not hug me, but you feel comfortable in it."

Yan Tinghan was not very happy, and raised Fan Er, the national teacher: "The humble minister is just a subject of His Majesty, how dare you commit an offense... Hey, hey, why are you crying!"

Yan Tinghan frantically rubbed and wrung the cloth towel, and went to wipe the golden peas for the little emperor: "I really lost to you... Please, please, let's sleep with you."

The little emperor smiled through tears, plunged his head into Yan Tinghan's arms, raised his face and coaxed him back: "Brother Tinghan, pinch your face."

Yan Tinghan bent his fingers and scratched his soft cheeks: "Tangtangchen and Di, the ability to cry is getting stronger and stronger, it's not shameful."

The little emperor nestled in Yan Tinghan's arms and giggled, and after a while he called him softly: "Brother Tinghan, let me tell you secretly, in fact, I also have a sign."

"Father named me Zhan Xiao at the beginning, hoping that I would go forward like the sword of Zhan Xiao...The queen mother gave me a watch name, called Qinghe, and hoped that I could hold the sword, Haiyan and Heqing, and the world would be peaceful."

"Brother Ting Han, you can call me Qinghe." The little emperor pulled Yan Tinghan's earlobe, and blinked slyly, "Call me in private, secretly."

Yan Tinghan was almost made cute by the little emperor, and he lowered his head and kissed him hard on the forehead: "Xiao Qinghe, you are so good, my brother didn't love you for nothing."

Chen and Di quickly emphasized: "You can only shout quietly."

Yan Tinghan narrowed his eyes with a smile, and whispered to the little emperor's ear, "Qinghe, go to bed soon."

The author has something to say: Zhanxiao Baodao: overhead, made up: D

Brother Ting Han was an honest and good brother back then...