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

Chapter 406 405 Misunderstanding, pure misunderstanding

Another group of assassins, An Xin knew without guessing, must be specifically targeting Kong Xun, who exposed the identity of the prince and was rumored to have taken out the prince's order.

An Xin gently leaned on the recliner and rocked, closed his eyes and curled his lips.

Do you still need to guess the person who assassinated him?

They were not assassins sent by Concubine Xian and Prime Minister Xiao.

That was the doing of a guy who had been hiding in the dark, watching the changes, but was ready to make a move.

Why did An Xin say that someone was ready to make a move? It was because she had received news from her own spies. Beiming couldn't bear to contact him anymore, so he took advantage of Kong Xun, the legitimate prince, before he officially returned to Beijing. The throne of Daqian.

Emperor Beiming had a good idea and wanted to use this method to steal Da Gan.

If the throne is really inherited by that person, Daqian will inevitably be annexed by Beiming. At that time, whether the people of Daqian are round or flat will depend on the behavior of Beiming's people.It was even possible to become a slave.

Thinking of this, An Xin's eyes darkened slightly, and his slender and tall figure slowly sat up from the recliner, holding a landscape folding fan in his hand, and walked out of the courtyard gently.

Perhaps the old emperor wanted to teach the wealthy families in the capital who watched from afar when he was poisoned and unable to govern the government, as well as the officials who watched the changes.

In the past two years, he has secretly controlled the court, but secretly allowed the virtuous concubine in the harem to be arrogant and do whatever he wanted.

After being poisoned, he was in good and bad health and stopped caring about government affairs. He began to seek medical advice.It's just that Prime Minister Xiao pressed on those people step by step in order to control power.

An Xin guessed that Emperor Sheng'an didn't get rid of these two people with a stick, just to let those people see clearly what fate would have come to them and the officials of their aristocratic families without him as emperor.

Only by deeply understanding this can they conscientiously and honestly safeguard the imperial power in the future, instead of selfishly escaping and watching.

I don’t know what purpose the eldest prince Si Han had, but he also used his not too bad appearance and identity to win over Xiao Wenrou, the time-traveling heroine who was once obsessed with Jiang Xuan’s peerless appearance.

This made Xiao Wenrou, who considered herself a heroine and wanted to be a master, secretly persuaded Prime Minister Xiao many times to support Si Han in his rise to power.

At first, he only wanted to support the weak master to rise to power, and he controlled the real power behind the scenes, Prime Minister Xiao.

In the past two years, the differences between the two factions of Xianfei and Xianfei have become increasingly large for their own interests.

He thought that even if the third prince was the best candidate for a weak master, there would be Concubine Xian, a stupid and poisonous woman, and people from Duke An Guo's party making trouble behind him.

It's not easy for him to completely control the third prince.

Why not replace him with the eldest prince who has no support from his mother's family and has been helpless like an invisible man for so many years. Prime Minister Xiao was very upset that he had ignored such a good puppet.

Why did he choose the idiot son of Concubine Xian in the first place, and get mixed up with those confused people in Anguo Duke's Mansion?

An Xin walked through the courtyard gate and came to the street. He saw that the street was clean and flat, with shops on both sides. People were coming and going on the street, and it was bustling. It was no longer as depressed as they had seen it before.

In the tea shed on the roadside, there were villagers who came to rest after being tired from walking on the street, chatting about the policies introduced by Kong Xun and Li Ziyu.

Talking about their strong support for breeding, the eggs laid by chickens, ducks and geese are sent to special places to be made into salted duck eggs and preserved eggs, which are sold to farmers to increase their cash income.

I also heard them say that the newly built terraces were not producing ideal crops because the soil was not fertile.

An Xin walked into the tea shed on the roadside and shook his folding fan and said casually: "The ground is not fertile, but we use dead branches and leaves plus the manure of poultry and livestock to ferment and spread it on the ground to cultivate the fields." "It can still be like this." The dark-skinned middle-aged man looked sideways at An Xin and asked timidly: "Can this really make me fatter?"

An Xin: "You'll know if it's true if you go back and try it. It just takes a little effort and doesn't cost money. Tell me if it's true."

Several villagers thought that what An Xin said was right, so they planned to go back and give it a try. If they could fertilize the land, they could increase their food harvest.

An Xin chatted with several villagers about how they were doing now.

The people sitting in the tea sheds on the roadside are rarely rich people. They are usually places where ordinary people come to rest and drink water to quench their thirst after being tired from walking on the streets.

An Xin quietly listened to the villagers in the tea shed talking about the changes in his village.
“Before, we had no strength and no fields for us to grow. Now every village has more buildings and terraces. Even if the land is barren, we can still harvest more food than before.

In addition, there are no bandits coming to rob, and the government is not adding any messy exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes. Even after paying taxes in the past two years, we villagers still have a surplus of food at home. "

An Xin heard from the villagers leaning on the mountainside that in the past two years, the government had sent people to teach them how to grow herbal medicine. When they talked about this, their eyes showed hope for the future.

Just when An Xin was having a family affair with a group of villagers.

A servant hurriedly ran from the direction of the house where An Xin lived. When he saw her, he shouted hurriedly: "Sir, someone is coming from the capital."

An Xin turned around and glanced at the servant who came to call her, then turned to the villagers in the tea shed and nodded, "I've invited you to have tea today. Please take a step beforehand."

Under the surprised eyes of a dozen or so dark-colored and plainly dressed villagers, An Xin slowly stood up, took out a tael of silver and threw it to the tea shop owner.

Then he walked out of the tea shed and disappeared into the crowded street.

"It's too much...it's too much. One penny per person is enough to provide enough tea. How can these few people ask for so much?"

The tea shop owner reacted and took two steps to chase after An Xin.

"Just... just now, the person who chatted with us for a long time," a villager pointed in the direction An Xin left, said excitedly: "Could it be the person who led the people to exterminate the bandits? It is said that she came up with the method of building terraces. Yes, the exiled female official?"

The owner of the tea shop looked at the silver horn in his hand, turned around and walked back to give everyone a bowl of tea, and said:

"How many women can be called adults, except Fang Qingping, who was promoted by the female official of the Fang family and inherited the family's military position as a woman.

This is not the lady official who is talented in literature, military, and extremely wise. "

An Xin didn't know that her chat with the villagers would become a story about secretly investigating the people's feelings and showing sympathy for the people in Lingnan after she left.

Misunderstanding, pure misunderstanding.

"..."

An Xin was bored at home. When he went out, he happened to come across a topic of interest. He went into the tea shed and chatted with everyone for a while, and suggested ways to fatten up the terraced fields.

It really has nothing to do with being considerate of people's sentiments, making secret visits and so on.

(End of this chapter)