Shi Chanli walked out of the Bamboo Garden Restaurant and made a shushing sound. He wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead. The building behind him was currently being renovated. However, there was still some time before it opened for business. The business of Baoyue Brothel expanding into Jiangnan had started off smoothly. However, there had been a small problem with the matter of buying girls in Suzhou. Although they had relied on the Third Prince's power and influence, they had not been able to invite any of the popular girls.
Every time he thought of this matter, Shi Chanli felt a headache. Jiangnan girls were famous for their beauty. Why couldn't they find some decent girls? Had they all been hidden away by someone? Originally, there had been other ways. He had also gone to the broker shop to look. However, the girls the brokers enthusiastically recommended were all pitiful girls who had escaped from Jiangbei. Although it was their parents who were selling them, they had not been able to extract their money. Shi Chanli could not bring himself to do it. He was also afraid that Fan Xian would be angry.
Speaking of his teacher, Shi Chanli's head swelled even more. He really didn't know what that young master was thinking. After returning from the palace treasury the day before yesterday, he had dove head first into the Hua Garden that the salt merchant had given him. He had shut himself inside all day and did not even seem to have made any preparations for the palace treasury's opening bid that was about to arrive.
Shi Chanli was wearing a cotton robe. Although he now had the identity of a merchant, he still could not shake off the scholarly mannerisms that his decades of bitter study had nurtured. His hand stroked the smooth walls of the carriage, but he did not get in.
The guard beside the carriage looked at him curiously.
Countless people passed by beside the carriage. On the busy streets of Suzhou, Shi Chanli's mind suddenly wandered. He looked at the peaceful and happy Jiangnan commoners and furrowed his brows slightly. Thinking back to what had happened this year, he suddenly felt a glimmer of fear toward his own choice.
After Yang Wanli's conversation in Hangzhou, although these people still saw Fan Xian as their leader and firmly headed toward that unknown future, Shi Chanli was different from those three schoolmates. However, Shi Chanli was different from those three schoolmates. He had already lost the thought of an official career and began to help Fan Xian take care of some secret matters. He also knew some secret information, so he increasingly felt that Fan Xian was difficult to grasp. They wanted to help the world and provide for the people, but what exactly did their teacher think?
He understood that the expansion of Baoyue Brothel was, on one hand, to make it convenient for Fan Xian outside of the Overwatch Council to have a second source of information. But, more importantly, it was to make it convenient for Fan Xian to launder money in the future. Perhaps what his teacher had done was for a good purpose, but in the process of reaching this goal, perhaps many sacrifices had to be made. For example, the lives of innocent people, the righteousness that scholars always believed in, and the conscience that everyone seemed to have.
At this point, Shi Chanli knew that Fan Xian was already a powerful official and not the righteous official he had hoped for. He also understood that if he wanted to be a righteous official who could leave his name in the annals of history, seizing power was also a necessary part. In this process, the word "righteous" would appear too stupid.
This was a philosophical dilemma. Shi Chanli sank into it, but he could not find an answer. He could only silently get into the carriage and bet on his trust in his teacher.
The carriage was headed toward Taiping money house. Recently, Shi Chanli had been moving silver everywhere there. That 50,000 liang of silver truly terrified him. Sir Fan junior's silver was a bit too much. He could only hope that after he obtained enough power and money, he would still remember what he had thought in the beginning and do something for the world.
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"I know very well what I am doing." Fan Xian looked at Yang Wanli in front of him with a calm expression. After returning to Suzhou from the palace treasury, he had sent Yang Wanli over. Although logically speaking, Yang Wanli could not leave his post without permission and Fan Xian had given random orders, he had the identity of an imperial envoy. Presumably, the officials in Fuchun County, as well as the people in Shangzhou, would not dare to criticize Yang Wanli too much.
Yang Wanli sighed and said, "Teacher, I am just worried that the officialdom is dangerous and can tempt one to desire luxury and power …" Although he did not finish, the meaning was already clear.
Of Fan Xian's four disciples, Fan Xian liked Yang Wanli the most because he spoke directly and always remembered the hardships of his childhood. He was upright and plainspoken. He did not care about anything, and he was incorruptible and self-restrained. Although Fan Xian was not an upright official, this did not stop him from admiring upright officials. Although Shi Chanli's heart was clear, he was only willing to keep the matter in his heart. As for the other two, Cheng Jialin was overly mediocre and sought stability. Only Hou Jichang, a scholar who had once been as famous as He Zongwei in Jingdou, had a sharp mind and was truly a good choice to handle matters. It was a pity that he was far away in another province and Fan Xian could not use him for a while.
He waved his hand to stop Yang Wanli from worrying too much. He smiled and said, "My nature is firm, why would I need you to worry? Don't always be afraid that I will slide into the abyss of evil. Once I get used to the darkness, I won't be able to see the light. "
Yang Wanli was slightly startled. He then thought about what kind of person his teacher was. How could he be so useless? Perhaps he had been worrying too much.
"Money is only a tool," Fan Xian said. "Anyone who is greedy will always need to use money to exchange for some kind of physical or psychological pleasure. For a person who has enough money, greed for money … if it is not to count silver, then it must be for some other purpose."
Yang Wanli shook his head and said, "Greed is difficult to satisfy. There are too many such things in the world." Although Fan Xian often said strange words, Yang Wanli was already used to it. In any case, he understood the general meaning.
"I'm not a eunuch," Fan Xian said with a smile. "I don't have any special interest in things like silver."
Yang Wanli smiled bitterly and thought, If you don't love silver, then why use Shi Chanli's name to run a brothel? In particular, the operation against the Ming family and the palace treasury this time was clearly to steal silver. When the time came, how much would be handed back to the court?
Fan Xian completely ignored his student's silent criticism and said straightforwardly, "I called you over this time because there are some things I need to tell you."
Although Yang Wanli disapproved of some of Fan Xian's methods of doing things and felt conflicted in his heart, for the things Fan Xian gave him, as long as they did not violate the law, he would carry them out with great care and effort.
"Please give me your orders." He looked at Fan Xian's serious expression and thought it was a matter of government, so he changed the way he addressed him and replied very seriously.
Fan Xian glanced at him and said carefully, "There will be an appointment coming from the capital immediately. You will be transferred to the Ministry of Works. I'm letting you know in advance so you won't be confused."
Hearing these words, Yang Wanli was startled and truly confused. He was doing well in Fuchun County. According to tradition, he would be able to enter the province next year. Not only did his career look good, it was also the right path. Although he was a loyal person, it was not that he did not understand the entanglements in the officialdom. Of course, he knew why his teacher had sent the three of them to the provinces after the spring examinations and not find a way to stay in the various ministries in Jingdou.
Because the Fan family's power in Jingdou was already strong enough, they needed some help in the provinces. This was the reason Yang Wanli had been sent to Fuchun County.
Hearing that he was going to be transferred to the Ministry of Works, Yang Wanli was a bit confused. Given his rank, he could still help his teacher do some things outside the capital. After returning to the capital, his official position would be so low that he couldn't even speak. He didn't know what deep meaning his teacher had in this arrangement.
Seeing his confusion, Fan Xian explained in a quiet voice, "Entering the Ministry of Works from a local place, according to tradition, you will move up half a rank. Don't think this is something I did again. As for why I'm letting you enter the Ministry of Works, you don't need to guess too much. "
Yang Wanli nodded with confusion.
"There are four departments in the Ministry of Works," Fan Xian stared into his eyes and said. "During the new policies in the first year of the Qing calendar, the Ministry of Water was changed to the Ministry of Clear Water. This time, you will be entering the Ministry of Clear Water."
Yang Wanli opened his mouth slightly, thinking that he could guess what his teacher was preparing to do. His tender face flushed red as he said, "Daren, although the repair of the river works costs a lot of silver, this silver … cannot be touched."
Fan Xian paused and immediately scolded laughingly, "What kind of pig brain do you have? Did the scolding in Hangzhou not wake you up? "
Only now did Yang Wanli come to his senses. He thought that even if his teacher wanted to be greedy, he would not care about the Jiangnan Ming family and palace treasury. How could he extend his hand to the river works? He must have thought wrong. He sighed repeatedly with great shame.
Fan Xian glared at him in annoyance and sighed. "You need to change your rash personality. It's fine in front of me, but after you enter the Ministry of Works, you will still be like this in front of those incomparably crafty officials. How can I be at ease letting you go?"
Yang Wanli gritted his teeth and said, "I will listen to teacher. In the future, I will be more steady. Teacher, please explain."
Fan Xian was silent for a moment. He slowly raised his head and stared into Yang Wanli's eyes. He stared until Yang Wanli's heart was a little scared. Only then did he calmly say, "The Ministry of Clear Water … is responsible for examining and distributing the silver that the court allocates to control the rivers along the river. The amount is very large, particularly after the river burst its banks last year and countless people died. This year, as long as the situation of the court's national treasury improves slightly, the Emperor will certainly allocate enough real silver. I want you to go to the Ministry of Clear Water because I want you to look after this silver. "
Yang Wanli froze in his chair and didn't come back to his senses for a long time. River works? The banks? Flood? A flood of silver? Everyone knew that river transport was the most expensive business in a country's economy and people's lives. Particularly over the past dozen years, the Qing Kingdom had repaired the river every year and breached the dikes every year. Silver poured in like a flood, but not a single sound was heard.
On one hand, the heavens did not give them face. On the other hand, it was a man-made disaster. From the Ministry of Works in Jingdou to the officials of the river transport governor's manor and below, no one knew how much they had benefited from this enormous amount of silver. The disaster of corruption was greater than a flood.
Of course, the Emperor also knew of this matter. Four years ago, the river burst its banks. After the Overwatch Council investigated in detail, the current court killed the river transport governor at that time. It was said that the river transport governor's family had accumulated wealth for the country and had the empress dowager as his backer. However, despite the Qing Emperor's ruthlessness, he still could not stop the corruption of the river works. The position of the river transport governor had been empty for four years. No one had taken it.
In addition, in recent years, the income of the palace treasury had been declining year by year. Fighting on two fronts, the national treasury was empty, and the irrigation facilities on both sides of the river had not been repaired for a long time. This caused the terrifying consequences of the river bursting last year.
Something that even the Emperor could not completely resolve … for him to do?
Yang Wanli had no choice but to be stupid. He knew his own limitations. Perhaps he had the ability to govern a county or a province, but governing a river involved the lives and deaths of tens of thousands of people. He did not dare to say such big words.
Thus, he fearfully bowed in front of Fan Xian and repeatedly asked to be excused.
Fan Xian looked at him and shook his head. "What are you panicking about? I'm just asking you to look at the silver, not asking you to fill the river with earth. "
"In order to protect the safety of the river, what is there to fear even if Wanli has to fill the river with earth?" Yang Wanli smiled bitterly and replied, "However, since you are thinking about the river works, you know this matter has great implications. If there is the slightest mistake, it will be a tragic matter of drowning tens of thousands of people. I truly do not dare to accept."
Fan Xian smiled coldly and said, "Don't you want to be an upright official whose name will go down in history? I am asking you to go to the darkest nest of corrupt officials in the Qing court, yet you don't dare to go? "
Yang Wanli's face reddened and he slowly lowered his head.
Fan Xian didn't say anything more. He only looked at him coldly.
After a long time, Yang Wanli finally raised his head bravely. Gritting his teeth, he said, "As you wish, sir." He thought to himself that even if he was killed in the river transport yamen, he would at least be able to put in some effort. Just as his teacher had said, since he was working for the benefit of the world, why should he cherish his body?
A glimmer of admiration flashed through Fan Xian's eyes. Evenly, he said, "To be willing to be cut and dare to … ahem, pull the Governor down from his horse."
Yang Wanli paused and thought these words were a bit strange.
Fan Xian hid his smile and said, "Furthermore, the position of the River Transport Governor has always been empty. With the Fan family and the Overwatch Council watching you, although the river transport yamen is as deep as a dragon's pool, if those corrupt officials want to use underhanded methods to deal with you, they will have to see if I agree or not."
Yang Wanli thought about it. Right, he had such a powerful backer as his teacher. Why would he be afraid of those people? His mood changed quickly. An eager expression immediately rose to his face. It was as if he was ready to rush back to Jingdou to report and then quickly rush to the banks of the river to see if the court's silver was being spent properly.
Fan Xian looked at his expression and couldn't resist smiling. Shortly after, he said seriously, "There is one thing you have to remember clearly."
"Teacher, please instruct me."
"You … can only manage silver, not the river works." Fan Xian looked at him very seriously.
Yang Wanli paused slightly. He thought that repairing the river was beneficial to the country and the people, so why couldn't he do it?
Fan Xian stared into his eyes and said seriously, "Repairing the river will naturally be done by professional Ministry of Works officials. You just have to make sure the silver is used in the right way. You absolutely cannot manage the river works. In this world, the most terrifying thing is for outsiders to manage insiders. Do you think repairing the river is as simple as filling in the embankments?"
Yang Wanli's face revealed an expression that was as it should be.
Fan Xian sighed in his heart and warned, "I'm letting you go to the Ministry of Works because of your clear-headedness and sincerity. You can't tolerate sand in your eyes. I'm not relying on your half-baked river management skills."
He saw that although Yang Wanli had agreed, he still didn't seem to be listening. In a cold voice, he smiled coldly and said, "Don't think I'm joking … Yang Wanli, listen carefully!"
Yang Wanli unconsciously straightened his body.
Fan Xian stared at him and said each word clearly, "If I find out that you dare to criticize the specific matters of repairing the river works and dare to use my reputation to give random ideas … I will immediately send people to chop you into 36 pieces."
Yang Wanli was forced by Fan Xian's cold gaze. His body trembled. He knew that his teacher was giving instructions very seriously. He quickly corrected his attitude and agreed sincerely.
The two of them then explained the specific details of his appointment, as well as the things he could trust in the River Transport Governor's yamen. Only now did Fan Xian truly believe that Yang Wanli was not as stupid as his impression of him in the past. Regarding the matters he had given him, he should be able to smoothly resolve them. Thus, he began to talk about the main point of their conversation.
"I'm letting you go to the Ministry of Clear Water. I don't actually expect you to be able to get rid of the corruption that has existed for a long time in the river works," Fan Xian said thoughtfully. "The Overwatch Council also has a number of spies there, but there are too many officials. Their connections to the court are too deep. Pulling one hair will affect the whole body. It is not easy to deal with."
Although Yang Wanli was surprised, he had finally learned to be smart. He didn't ask questions and instead listened quietly.
"Thus, the silver the court pulls out into the river … in the end, it will never be enough," Fan Xian said mockingly. "Regardless of whether you believe it or not, in the end, it will become such a situation. Even if the Emperor pulls out 2 million liang of silver, the Ministry of Works will still cry that it is not enough."
"Originally, if we had planned slowly, it was not completely impossible to turn this situation around," Fan Xian said with narrowed eyes.
"However, there is not enough time … last year, the river burst its banks and washed away a number of dams, making the long-neglected dikes and water conservancy facilities on both sides increasingly unbearable. When the water dried up last winter, it was a good time to repair the river. However, at that time, there was not much silver in the national treasury … what do we do this year?"
"If there is no flood this year, then it is the Qing court's good luck," Fan Xian said with narrowed eyes. "If there is another flood, then we won't be able to hold out. Furthermore, we still have to rely on those officials for the river works, so it is not suitable for the Overwatch Council to make any big moves."
Only now did Yang Wanli faintly realize that his teacher's body was in Suzhou, but his heart was above the people of the world. His heart warmed slightly. Probingly, he said, "There is not enough silver in the national treasury. Furthermore, it is already spring. Even if we can survive the spring floods, we will still need silver later."
"This is the true reason I have you go to the Ministry of Works," Fan Xian said calmly. "I will raise a large amount of silver. Most of it will go through the Ministry of Revenue into the national treasury and then to the river transport yamen. However, as I said earlier, there will be harsh deductions along the way, so I don't know how much will be left. Most importantly, I'm afraid there won't be enough time, so I will directly move the other portion of silver to the river transport yamen for you to take over."
Yang Wanli paled in shock. The large amount of silver Fan Xian spoke of was certainly a terrifying amount. Presumably, it had been taken from the palace treasury. However, this amount of silver, logically speaking, should belong to the palace treasury and then, according to the Emperor's edict, move it to the national treasury. For Fan Xian to directly move the silver … at the very least, this was using the national treasury for personal gain. At the very most, it was no different from rebellion.
"Time is too tight," Fan Xian said helplessly. Fan Xian helplessly said, "In the past, the movement of silver took more than half a year. At that time … damn it, the river would have burst its banks long ago. Bureaucracy kills people."
At this time, Yang Wanli knew that Fan Xian's risky and unprofitable method was certainly not for his own benefit. Rather, it was because he wanted the matter of the river repair to quickly step onto the right path. Although he was moved in his heart, he was more worried about his teacher. He anxiously urged, "Sir, you have to be careful in this matter. If someone finds out … what will we do?"
Fan Xian smiled and said, "What are you afraid of? Could the Emperor bear to kill me? "
Yang Wanli thought about it. It was indeed the case. Although it was impossible to explain the source of this silver, as long as it was used on the river works and not used to privately raise death soldiers, how could the Emperor make life difficult for his own son?
"The source of the silver?" he asked carefully. In reality, he knew that the source of the silver could not see the light of day. However, if he didn't ask clearly, he would always feel uneasy.
"Swindling, cheating, stealing, I like to eat rich people," Fan Xian said with a smile. "The palace treasury is about to start the bidding. You don't have to worry about the silver. The important thing is to use this silver well. The Fourth Bureau of the Overwatch Council will help you handle the specific matters. There will also be people in the Ministry of Works who will help you cover it up. You don't have to worry too much."
Yang Wanli understood as soon as he heard this. For such a large sum of money to be poured into the river works through unconventional channels, of course, the upper echelons of the court had to turn a blind eye to it. Perhaps the mastermind was his teacher's father, the Minister of Revenue, who had always seemed somewhat quiet.
"My silver will increase," Fan Xian sighed. Fan Xian sighed and said, "There will be more and more every year, so what I am worried about now is not how to earn money, but how to spend it, and how to spend it happily."
These words were a bit arrogant. However, he had yet to swindle the Ming family's silver into his hands, yet he was already thinking about how to spend it. This matter was inevitably a bit absurd.
"The position of River Transport Governor has been vacant for four years." Fan Xian smiled slightly at his most stubborn student. "I hope that in the near future, you will be the Qing Kingdom's River Transport Governor. Furthermore, you will be … the first non-greedy River Transport Governor in history."
Yang Wanli stood proudly. A red sun rose in his chest and lofty sentiments rose.
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The reason he had to move Suzhou's silver into the river works was to make the most of the time. Before the autumn floods, he had to make the minimum repairs to the riverbanks riddled with holes. Naturally, Yang Wanli did not want to stay any longer. He hurriedly took his leave. He had to return to Fuchun County to give his report. He also had to report to the capital and return to the river transport yamen. These tens of thousands of li were indeed tens of thousands of li.
Fan Xian sat comfortably in the chair and waited for the person who was about to arrive.
He didn't have to wait long before Haitang pushed open the door and walked in. She looked at Fan Xian like she was looking at a god. A moment later, she quietly said, "The question is, where did you get so much silver?"
"Tomorrow, the palace treasury will open the bids," Fan Xian said with a smile. Fan Xian smiled and said, "If Xia Qifei is not an idiot, he will certainly be able to raise the price to a suitable level. Forty percent of the deposit is not a small sum. Since the Ming family has so honestly handed over the silver to the transport company with both hands, I have to spend it to be worthy of the Ming family."
Haitang shook her head and said, "The Imperial Censor has already come from the capital. The Jiangnan Governor's manor will also send people to listen. You won't be able to move much of this silver."
She continued, "Even if Xia Qifei is able to take over the Cui family's route, it will still take at least seven months for the goods to turn into cash."
Fan Xian smiled and gazed at the girl. "In any case, it is to transport goods to the North. In any case, your Emperor is going to pay up. Furthermore, my transport company yamen has enough silver stored away. After the matter is settled, I will transfer some silver from Taiping money house to use first. Presumably, you won't have too many objections."
Haitang immediately smiled bitterly and said, "That is not bad. It is only seven months. You can always pay it back. However, the Emperor does not know of your arrangements. Furthermore, using the silver that the Qi internal court has worked so hard to save for so many years to build a river for the Qing Kingdom … no matter how you look at it, this cannot be justified, right?"
This matter could not be justified. If the clever little Emperor of Northern Qi knew of Fan Xian's way of playing, he would probably be so angry he would vomit blood.
Fan Xian spread out his hands and gazed at Haitang with a compassionate expression. "Duoduo, you once said that the people of the world are all favored by heaven. We have to treat them as people. If the river bursts its banks and drowns the Qing people, are they not people? Do you have the heart to watch this happen? The silver of the Northern Qi internal court, the silver of the Ming family, the silver of the court … are they not all the silver of the people of the world? I am only taking a great risk to use it on the people of the world. What is wrong with that? "
Haitang smiled slightly and nodded. "Of course, it is not bad to use the silver of the people of the world on the people of the world. However, if in the future there is a time of famine in the Qi territory, I hope that Sir Fan will not be stingy with your assistance."
Fan Xian didn't even think about it. With a smile on his face, he said, "Of course."
It seemed that Haitang had not expected him to answer so quickly. She couldn't help but freeze to the spot. She didn't know if he truly thought this or if he was just casually making a joke. After all, there were too few people in this world who truly did not have the concept of a country.
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Haitang shook her head and said, "Let's not talk about the matter of silver for now. However, you truly surprised me today. I have seen many officials and powerful officials who are greedy for silver, but I truly did not think that you would use your greedy silver on such a matter. "
Fan Xian slowly raised his head and said with a not-quite-there smile, "Is it hard to understand? In reality, it is very easy to understand … just as I said to Wan Li earlier, silver is only a tool. It is only a method used to obtain physical and psychological pleasure. Earning silver is difficult, and spending silver is even more difficult. How can one spend it comfortably? Some people like to buy horses, some like to buy beautiful women, some like to buy manors to become landowners, and some like to buy official positions. "
"And, for me, these are all too simple matters," Fan Xian continued. "Since I am going to spend silver to buy pleasure, then I have to spend the largest amount of silver to buy the greatest pleasure in the world."
"Pleasure alone, pleasure for all, which is pleasure?" Fan Xian began to use Old Master Meng to educate Haitang.
Haitang smiled slightly and sat down. "So, when all is said and done, you just want to make yourself happier. Just like you mentioned in your letters before, you hope that this world can be more beautiful. If you live in it, you will also be more at ease."
"Correct," Fan Xian said with a smile. Fan Xian smiled and said, "Even if you live in luxury and gather power in one body, once the country falls and people die, how can you enjoy it? Even if you sing loudly, have beauty to accompany you, and travel the world without a trace of cloud, your body is surrounded by hungry corpses and black crows pecking at you. How can you be happy? Raising a dog to bite people and laughing loudly, this is a very low quality life of a hedonistic young master. I cannot be happy. "
In the end, he came to a conclusion. "One person is good, but tens of thousands are not. This is not good … only when everyone is good is it truly good."
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Haitang stared into his eyes and suddenly shook her head helplessly. "I really don't know which of your words are true and which are false. Just what kind of person are you?"
Fan Xian thought for a bit and then said sincerely, "Why has no one ever believed me? Actually … I am a good person."
Haitang lowered her head and hid her lake-like clear eyes. In a quiet voice, she said, "Good person … tomorrow, the palace treasury opens the bidding. Do you plan to continue being a good person?"
Fan Xian's expression calmed. "Sometimes, not only am I not a good person, I am also an evil person, a butcher. However, these two do not conflict."
Haitang did not continue this topic. She seemed to ask very casually, "These two mornings, you have begun to resume your cultivation again. Is the condition of your zhenqi better?"
In reality, starting from the lakeside in the west of Hangzhou, Fan Xian's daily routine meditation at dawn and dusk had begun to recover. However, for some reason, he unconsciously avoided Haitang. It was as if there were some things he was hiding from her.
Now that Haitang had asked this to his face, Fan Xian did not respond. He only smiled and shook his head.
Haitang smiled faintly and asked again, "The idea of spending money you spoke of earlier is indeed new. However, there are many injustices in the world, and there are many poor and needy people. Why did you choose the river works first?"
"Charitable halls will gradually open in various places. The court will think of a way to settle the refugees in the Jiangbei area. The Emperor and I have discussed this before, "Fan Xian said calmly. "I must hold at least a portion of the palace treasury's silver in my own hands and then use it to do some appropriate things."
"Is this the last wish of some elder?" Haitang asked curiously.
Fan Xian smiled and didn't say anything.
"You still haven't answered me. Why did you choose the river works first?"
Fan Xian still did not answer. A picture appeared out of thin air in his mind. In the picture, a beautiful yellow-robed woman was standing on a rock by the river. Her face was full of worry as she looked at the ferocious flood dragon in the river and the laborious commoners on the other side of the river bank.
"Rest first," he said quietly. "Tomorrow, the palace treasury opens. There is still a battle to fight."
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