Kings of Cangchuan and Kings of Hejian left with their evil sons. The one who was half dead would probably be lost if they were not treated in time.

As for why he only knocked on King Fengchuan's bamboo robbery, but was more charitable to King Liu De of Hejian. Han Yan thought about it. First, he had a relationship with his fellow disciples and was not easy to deal with. Second, he was handsome, had a good temperament, and had sincere conversations. If you like him, you would naturally feel good about him and would show mercy when doing things.

The gold, silver and jewelry he knocked out were worth about three million yuan. Han Yan didn't expect to take all of them, so he just took two-thirds of them and used other people's stories to fill his personal pockets. After this incident, his reputation and Wei Wan were broken, but he had already thought of a solution.

Gonggao Hou Mansion.

Wei Wan was silent when she looked at the gold, silver and jewelry in the room like a waterfall. Han Yan privately accepted gifts from others for him, making him feel that this child was aborted. The more sorrow he was more than death and being harsh, it was useless to blame him. But in the future, he would forbid him to mention that he was his disciple to others.

Han Yan looked at the six directions and kept observing Wei Wan's expression. Seeing his deep disappointment when he glanced at him, he quickly said, "Teacher, receiving gifts is a science. King Fengchuan and you have no relatives and reasons, but you have taken a handle that can kill him. If you don't accept these gifts and give him a handle, he will not trust you just by opening his mouth. After returning, he will definitely be unable to sleep or eat and treat you as a thorn in your eyes."

"So, as you say, it is natural for me to bet on reputation and accept private bribes?"

"Of course you have to collect it, but what do you do after collecting it will determine the nature of the matter."

"Oh?" Wei Wan's expressionless face.

Han Yan: "Take these things back to Chang'an and hand them over to Your Majesty. Don't mention the gold and silver cart. Just say that Liu Yan hits you on the road, splashing you all over mud, and then apologizes. And this gift is the kind that you leave before leaving the door without any explanation. You tell Emperor Jing that the minister has no choice but to bring these things back to honor His Majesty. He will definitely praise your loyalty. At that time, the people will also spread this story as a good story... This will block everyone's mouth."

"..." Wei Wan was speechless for a long time, her mouth opened slightly, and she was a little dumbfounded. It took her a long time to stare at Han Yan, as if she had seen him for the first time, "Who taught you this?"

"Self-taught." Han Yanyan said nonsense to his nose. It is difficult for modern people to understand Wei Wan, who is kind-hearted.

"Go down, I'm going to rest." Wei Wan sat all night yesterday, worried and exhausted.

"Here." Han Yan saluted, retreated respectfully, and brought the door with him.

When I went out, I was so happy that I ran into my room like a child.

The door was closed and there were four guards standing guard at the door. Han Yan pushed the door open and saw Han saying that he was pulling out golden cakes from the nine-story cabinet and stuffing them into the middle of his collar...

Each cake weighs one pound. Han said that the edges and corners of his chest were bulging, and his clothes were transformed, like a fat pig with big breasts and big belly. There were three strings of beaded jade chains hanging around his neck and seven or eight bracelets on his wrists. Han Yan laughed and scolded: "You are fucking crazy, aren't you afraid of crushing you to death if you pretend so much?"

"Brother, we are rich." Han Shuo was so excited that he couldn't stop himself, but his hands kept stuffing until the collar bulge out, pressing the golden cake with his jaw before he stopped.

"You can take it in the room, but you are not allowed to take it out. You can only use the money after Teacher Wei Wan leaves."

"Ah?" Han said he was disappointed.

Maybe the pancake was too heavy and he couldn't hold it anymore. He let go of his hands holding his big belly. The golden pancake suddenly seemed to be ashen, and all the golden pancakes slipped out from under his robe. The scene was quite funny.

"Brother, with this money, why not let's renovate the Hou's Mansion, decorate it with tiny glass and jade tiles, so that it's more comfortable to live."

"I'll use this money very much, and I'll ask you to help you when the time comes."

"Me?" Han said in a daze. You asked me to eat, drink and have fun. I was asked to do a good job. I was less than the age to tie my hair. Do you think I am reliable?

Han Yan: "You have followed your uncle around the various vassal states, and you have become familiar with each other. After Teacher Wei Wan left, you will use the money to purchase real estate in major vassal states. From large cities to small counties, you must have storefronts and convenient transportation."

"Buy a house?" Han said staggeringly, reminding: "The court's "Two-Year Law" stipulates that if you want to buy a house better than the house, don't allow it. It stipulates that the house you want to buy must be close to your existing house. Even if we pay, the people will not dare to sell it."

"Then you pay a lot of money to buy a house allocated by the public. Didn't the household law also stipulate that if you accept land and houses, you will not be able to bear it even more if you sell a house. If it doesn't work, go to the princes to help buy a few houses. Your descendants of the princes should have enough face."

The "Two-Year Law" stipulates that you can sell any house or homestead that the state has allocated to you, but after selling it, you can no longer apply for distribution.

In addition, you can only buy a neighbor's house, which is equivalent to once you sell a house, you will never have a place to stay in your life. Therefore, there are few house sellers without real estate.

However, since Emperor Jing issued an edict that millet could be used for titles, house trading has emerged again.

Because money can buy food, you sell the house for money and then collect some grain to donate titles. With the title, the government will allocate you a new good house according to the title level and have a place to live...

As long as you have money, buying a house is no problem, and changing a title is a side dish, so the title of the great man is becoming less and less valuable. If this continues, the title system will collapse.

The land annexation followed, and a large number of wealthy and powerful people who spoke with money were born, who kept their guests and hired escorts. Even the government rarely dared to provoke them, such as the Hei Family in Anlu County.

Han said that he was still young and asked him to run around the country. That kind of suffering was really not good, because he had already experienced it and looked bitter at this moment.

If Han Yan had not established the status of the elder brother in his heart and convinced him, Han said he would definitely slam the door and go out. You are just my brother, not my father, why should I listen to you?

"Brother, can I not go?" Han said in a stern manner, "Besides, why are you buying so many houses? You can't eat them."

"It is of course useful to buy it. Do you know who can do it except the emperor who is in charge of the world?"

"No more..."

"There is another group of people who study literature, engage in ideological struggles, write articles of the Virgin Mary, teach the people, and teach the people to read and write. They can take charge of the world."

"What does that have to do with you buying a house?"

"There is something that can control this group of people. His name is the news media." Han Yan felt something was wrong after he finished speaking and corrected it, "Oh, no, it should have been called Di Bao in the old era."

...

Han Yan never thought of using newspapers to control public opinion to rule the world because this is unrealistic.

If your newspaper wants to survive, the only way is to be consistent with the emperor's thoughts and become the emperor's voice-over.

But when you are in this phonetic tube, you can probably operate what content, how to write, and what language to use. While echoing the emperor's wishes, you occasionally mix some selfish thoughts and hide your personal opinions between the lines, use public interest to make private matters, and do your own business with a big man's face. In this way, you will have the capital to settle down.

If it is deeper, Han Yan actually wants to secretly guide the Han’s public opinion orientation and let them develop in their ideal ways... This direction is to be pioneering and enterprising, promote social development, and promote some of his small inventions and creations, so that the people can eat and live a happy life. When the Han Dynasty becomes rich, he will have the confidence to go out of the country and fight for dominance in the world.

When he came to the Han Dynasty, Liu Che was destined to be the second child, but Han Yan was not discouraged. His heart was always wandering outside, yearning for the Three Kingdoms to compete for hegemony, the heroes of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, expelling Manchus and protecting the orthodox Han family. With these goals, he would not feel that life was like years.

By the Zhang River.

The huge wooden water truck is reflected in the clear river. As the water waves flash, it looks like a picture of countless fish scales splicing together. Occasionally there are incompleteness, but the wind blows tightly, disrupting the rhythm of the ripples.

Wei Wan stood next to the three-meter-high reservoir on the river bank, staring blankly at the wooden hollow cylinder mounted on the reservoir. This cylinder is connected to the sink above the windmill. As long as the windmill lifts the river water step by step, it will flow along the sink into the hollow cylinder when it is sprinkled, and finally flow into the reservoir.

"It's amazing." Wei Wan's long amazement, with a ray of wisdom in her eyes, and she stroking her long beard and admiring.

"Teacher, do you admire me a little?" Han Yanli stood beside him, dancing with long hair at his waist and dancing in the wind, and asked with pride.

Wei Wan just glanced at him lightly, holding an air and didn't reply. She thought in her heart that she had really underestimated you before, but if you dare to be so proud in front of me, you must suppress it.

"Han Yan obeyed the order." Wei Wan's waist was straight and her voice was solemn.

"Ah?" Classmate Han was confused.

"Your Majesty ordered me to make a book for you, but why don't you kneel down?" He shouted sternly.

Han Yan knelt down when he heard the sound, looking confused.

Wei Wan: "Han Yan, the evil son of the marquis of Gonggao, is the descendant of the princes. He does not want to be loyal to the country, but he is idle all day long and does not do his job properly. He does not want to train martial arts, but is a carpenter. It is really inappropriate. Where did you place your Majesty's kindness? Although you have developed a dragon bone water truck, it also promotes unhealthy trends and leads many people to the heretics. You set an example for them, causing them to not think about mulberry farmers and be guilty. So they will repay their merits and demerits, and will not be rewarded. I will not be given any examples."

When Wei Wan finished speaking, Han Yan had already raised his head and looked at him.

If you say this, wouldn’t the keel waterwheel be bad?

Even making paper and printing by yourself has become a crime?

Thinking of this, I don’t know when it was raining on the river bank. I couldn’t hear the drizzle around me, nor could I feel the rain drizzle. The rain was like velvet and the wind was scattered in the air. It was rain, but it was soaking fog, which fell on people’s faces and was soaking people’s mood as if it were cold winter.

No matter what he thought, Wei Wan continued: "Your Majesty pays attention to agriculture and does not like heretics. It makes sense. People cannot even eat enough. Where can I get time to do these things like you? I will ask Your Majesty about the waterwheel, after all, it can increase the grain harvest."

After a pause, under Han Yan's disappointed gaze, Wei Wan put her face over and said in a whisper: "You have to respect yourself in the future. You can do something like a keel and water truck, but there is no need to make it known to the whole world. Especially if you give your Majesty a memorial, will your mind be filled with grout?"

"Your Majesty is about the country and the people, and what you think about is about the people. How could your strange tricks and tricks catch his eyes?"

"Your teacher, as a censor, I can promote your waterwheel to all counties and counties in the Han Dynasty with just one order. In the future, this kind of thing that is beneficial to the people will come to me."

"Your Highness the Crown Prince asked me to bring you a message, how often do you go back to Chang'an?"

Wei Wan lowered her head and muttered. With Han Yan's dementia expression, she suddenly stood up straight, solemnly, bowed to Changkong, and sang: "Report to Your Majesty, Wei Wan was ordered to reprimand Han Yan for the end. Long live Your Majesty."

"..." Han Yan's cold body seemed to melt the ice and snow, and his heart was alive with the messy silk rain. The mist like gauze rose silently on the Zhang River, like a newly-written ink painting, ethereal, vague, and vague, making people feel comfortable in a fairyland.

"Get up." Wei Wan was so rare that she didn't show off her airs and bowed to help Han Yan kneeling on the ground.

The relationship between the master and the apprentice has never been so harmonious...

Han Yan felt warm in his heart and sighed in his heart. If we met a teacher like Wei Wan before traveling through time, we would not fail every lesson when we were in school, and we would eventually fall into society and stay at the bottom to survive.
Chapter completed!