Cp Lu Huai × Shen Yan
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In the autumn of the 37th year of Jiajing, there were 3,700 dusty old accounts piled on the desk of the Water Transport Department of Huai'an. Shen Yan had kept this pile of accounts for seven years and had every transaction of grain coming and going engraved into his bones. Others said that he was the most staid living account book of the Water Transport Department and could not get even a cent of oil or water out of it.
Until the man carrying the wine pot and wearing the censor's badge kicked open the door of the Water Transportation Department. Lu Huai, wearing the wind and sand of the northwest frontier, opened his mouth to check the stupid accounts for three years.
When they first met, the two were tit-for-tat. Shen Yan patted the account books on his desk and said, "I don't have a wrong account in my hand." Lu Huai leaned against the door frame and smiled, saying, "I want to see if your live account can cover up the corruption hole that Huai'an has hidden for more than ten years."
They saw through the tung oil arson plot in the Chang Yingcang fire, and hid from pursuers in the reed swamps of Hongze Lake. Lu Huai was stabbed in the arm to protect Shen Yan, and only then did Shen Yan see the past hidden under his old arrow scar - when The northwest frontier army was short of food in that year. A truck of military rations that was supposed to be transported to the front line was left on the dock of Cao River halfway. Hundreds of soldiers died of cold and starvation in front of the pass. This was the reason why he took the initiative to request an order to go south to inspect Cao River.
From the private grain ship at the Huai'an dock to the old secret files in the palace of the capital, they went all the way north along the Cao River, digging out the roots of corruption buried by the strict party in the thousands of miles of canals one by one. Someone in the court besieged Shen Yan, saying that a small clerk was not worthy of participating in the imperial case. Lu Huai put the Wanmin umbrella handed over by the people of Huai'an to the Jinluan Hall, and answered all the criticisms with sonorous words. Killers in the alley surrounded Shen Yan, and Lu Huai defended Shen Yan tightly behind him. The sparks splashed on the opponent's blade when he struck the opponent's blade were brighter than the lantern market on Lantern Festival night.
In the late night when they narrowly escaped death, candlelight illuminated the thoughts that had been suppressed for a long time in their eyes. They went from tit-for-tat rivals to partners who gave each other their backs, and finally became people who wanted to guard the entire Cao River together.
Rejecting the high-ranking reward from the six ministries in the capital, they turned around and returned to Huai'an. They jumped into waist-deep waves to carry sandbags in the floods of the Yellow River.
Later, there were no more grain ships impounded for no reason on the Qianli Cao River, and the river workers along the river were no longer owed wages. Four million stones of grain moved northward along the canal, with steady sails all the way. Shen Yan stood on the stone embankment of Huai'an Pier and turned over the last page of the new canal transport journal. Lu Huai handed over a pot of warm wine. The wind blew over the canal, carrying the aroma of the rice fields on both sides.
They worked together to weather the storm, and finally kept the entire Daming Cao River safe and sound year after year.
Purpose: to protect the peace and stability of thousands of miles with the smallest power, and to protect the people's livelihood and stability with the clarity of the system
