It's time for a showdown, all the powerful officials in Beijing are my students!

In the end, the farce ended with Wang Renhuai giving Zheng Xiaoling a subordinate gift.

As for Zheng Xiaoling who he said was only half a rank higher than him, that was only when a civilian official of half a rank lower than him could surpass the military attache without the support of a big boss.

Fang Zhifu gritted his steel teeth, and this idiot didn't look at the disfigured military attache. Behind him, there stood a high official who had absolute power to supervise officials like them, who was responsible for correcting corruption and upholding and supervising laws and regulations.

An Xin: "..." Otherwise, why would he be called a supervisor?

After this little farce, although the atmosphere was a little weird, when An Xin saw the delicious food and fruits that were served, she even saw expensive wine.

Jiang Xuan has now brewed this kind of wine with the recipe she gave her after experiments. The price sold in Daqian is not as high as the previous import, but it is not cheap either.

He looked at the same food placed on the table in front of him.

An Xin suddenly thought of a saying he had heard before, the wine and meat in a wealthy family smelled bad, and the road would freeze to death...

If it hadn't been for the distribution of disaster relief food today, I would have seen that the people were all skinny and skinny, with sunken eye sockets and sallow complexions.

She almost thought that she was coming to a Nanyang Mansion where the weather was smooth, the officials were clear-minded, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment.

An Xin did not throw down his sleeves and leave aloofly, nor did he eat and drink happily. He even used comforting eyes to suppress them. He did not even bother to associate with the group of people like Fang Magistrate, the upright and simple-minded imperial doctors.

She was waiting, waiting for the magistrate to reveal the real purpose of inviting them to this banquet.

Even during the banquet, the maid who was pouring wine and dishes beside her was quietly replaced by a handsome young man, and she continued to eat and drink without changing her expression.

Li Ziyu looked at the already stale banquet with a reserved expression and indifferent eyes. He saw the Nanyang official who had drunk too much and began to move towards the maid who was pouring wine for him.

The hands hidden in the wide sleeves pressed down on his sides, trying to rush over and push away Liu Boxing, who was getting closer and closer to the man next to his mountain chief.

"Don't move, be careful if you mess up her plan and you'll be dealt with when you get back." Li Ziyu's voice was as soft as a sigh, and only the two senior brothers who were very close could hear it.

An Xin seemed to be drunk, supporting the young man next to him, pointing to an undamaged tiger skin on the wall behind him with drunken eyes, and shouted domineeringly: "This... this tiger skin... I... I'll take a look. It's pleasing to the eye.

Little... little beauty, do you like... do you like it? If you like it, I... I am the biggest official here.

I brought it... brought it... to you. "

The young man with a bit of feminine beauty couldn't help but look at Fang Zhifu after hearing what An Xin said.

When Fang Zhifu saw An Xin with a sly smile on his lips, his eyes showed even more disdain and contempt.

Originally, it was just a test to find a beautiful man for An Xin. Unexpectedly, not only did their man become an official, but he also loved the beautiful woman for fun. Who would have thought that this female official would not be able to escape beauty.

Seeing Magistrate Fang nodded slightly, the man immediately approached An Xin and whispered in a gentle voice: "Xiao, I like it."

The drunken and hazy An Xin half-closed his eyes with a cold light flashing, and as if his body was unsteady, he cleverly opened the distance between him and the man.

She went up and grabbed the tiger skin hanging on the wall and pulled it gently and it fell into her hands. However, because she had to pull it off with brute force, a hole was still ripped open at the tiger head hanging on the rivet.

An Xin felt a pain in her heart. She had spent a lot of effort to kill this tiger. She was not willing to chop it with a knife in order to get a complete tiger skin.

But now is not the time to worry about this, because the tiger skin was taken away by Dr. Su back then, and now it is in the hands of Fang Zhifu, so where is he and Mr. Liu now.

Li Ziyu saw An Xin pretending to be drunk and pulled off the tiger skin, her eyes flickered, she glanced at Liu Boxing, pursed her lips and said nothing.Liu Boxing also saw that the tiger skin looked familiar, but he didn't think much about it.

Fang Zhifu frowned when he saw the tiger's skin being torn by An Xin, but he finally endured it for the sake of his future plans.

Seeing that An Xin was already a little drunk, Magistrate Fang deliberately brought the topic to the batch of disaster relief money that An Xin and the others had escorted to Nanyang Mansion for relief.

An Xin lowered his head and held his chin up as if he was drunk. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and the fox's tail was finally exposed.

Sure enough, there was no good banquet, and she had already guessed that sooner or later, the prefect Fang would come up with the idea of ​​a few 10 taels of disaster relief money.

"The supervisor has been busy distributing disaster relief food to the people since he arrived, and we also want to share your worries.

Your Excellency has already distributed the relief food. Can I let the officials and others handle the distribution of the relief money? We also want to do something for the people. "

"Okay...okay!" An Xin said inarticulately.

Hearing An Xin's agreement, not only Fang Zhifu but also other Nanyang officials almost jumped up with excitement.

That's hundreds of thousands of taels of silver. At this time, they have even calculated how much they are greedy for. Who wouldn't be excited?

Miao Guangchu, the colleague of Nanyang who was sitting in the corner, closed his eyes. He regretted taking the risk of being discovered and exposing something like this to Nanyang Mansion.

As a result, the imperial court sent such a person. Miao Guangchu gritted his back molars and glared at An Xin, who was so drunk that he couldn't even speak fluently and gritted his teeth with hatred.

An Xin glanced sideways at Miao Guangchu, who was glaring at him, raised the corners of his lips, and then slapped the table with a snap.

Facing Magistrate Fang, his eyes were filled with confusion and coldness, and he yelled: "You... before you go to distribute the money, just... open the granary in Fucheng and let me pull half of the grain...

The Emperor... The Emperor dug so hard and gave me this little disaster relief food, which is not enough for me to distribute for two days. "

Everyone present took a breath of surprise when they heard that she even dared to arrange it for an emperor.

You don't know... when those people saw me giving them food, they all worshiped me.

It turns out that being an official is so fun, but if I can't provide disaster relief food to me... I haven't distributed enough yet, tomorrow... you have to give me food, or... or I won't give you money. "

Li Ziyu picked up the wine glass and put it to her lips gracefully, slowly raised her head to drink, and at the same time suppressed the smile on her raised lips.

He couldn't let anyone see it, otherwise someone wouldn't let him go easily.

Doctor Tang, who was still doubtful about An Xin, suddenly realized something in his eyes after hearing An Xin's drunken words.

As for the officials of Nanyang Mansion, who had never been in contact with An Xin and didn't know her at all, they were arrogant and looked down on women.

I just feel that when this female official is sober, she is a smart and capable person who is not easy to mess with. Now when she is drunk and accompanied by male sex, the woman's stupid nature is revealed.

Fang Zhifu rubbed his fingers together and thought for a while, and finally made up his mind, "Okay, tomorrow you will take people to the Fucheng warehouse to pull half of the grain for disaster relief, and I will take people to distribute disaster relief money to the people."

(End of this chapter)