The Tyrant Takes Love: Dote on the stunning fairy princess

Chapter 137 She really doesn't know!
On the way back to the Yamen, Yan Zhiyuan hesitated to speak several times behind Jun Xian, scratching his ears and cheeks, which made Jun Xian laugh.

"National teacher..." When he was about to return to the backyard of the government office, Yan Zhiyuan finally couldn't hold back, and lowered his voice mysteriously, "National teacher, can you tell me how you know there is food in the moat? "

No normal person would have guessed that someone would hide grain in the frozen river.

Jun Xian raised his eyebrows, "If I say that I am a god, I can know the truth by pinching my fingers, do you believe it?"

Yan Zhiyuan: "..." I felt that the national teacher regarded him as a fool.

With a few chuckles, Jun Xian said indifferently, "Your father has been an official for many years. Although he was cautious, when he faced those people, he was negligent because of his conceit. He thought he knew them very well, and even was put together without knowing it. .Perhaps your father has never been suspicious. After all, there is no rice in the government granary, which is itself very suspicious. Fortunately, your father has no competent people to use, so even if you have doubts, there is no way to investigate."

What's more, Yan Xide was restrained behind his back, so he knew many things and couldn't do anything, so he could only turn a blind eye and close his eyes.

She was different, she brought with her the specially trained guards from the palace, whose abilities were beyond comparison to ordinary guards.

If you want to check something, as long as you have done it, you can always find some clues.

Follow the vine and wait for the rabbit.

On the eve of the food distribution, those people in An Lishan were worried that there might be some omissions, so they specially sent someone to check the moat. Only this time, she caught the handle.

"The local officials are greedy for official food in Mexico. If this matter is reported, will those people in An Lishan be convicted? Does the national teacher have any solid evidence? I think that person in An Lishan is very difficult to deal with. At this time, he still pretends to be stupid. He refuses to plead guilty, and even pours dirty water on my father, if he grabs my father later, will my father be implicated?"

"Didn't your father help me find out the hidden official food? Just based on this, the merits outweigh the demerits. Even if An Lishan insists on your father, at most, your father will be sentenced for not reporting the situation. Or if the rule is not strict, I will intervene in front of the Holy One, and the punishment should not be too severe." These words are equivalent to a clear promise.

Yan Zhiyuan was overjoyed, and the big stone in his heart was really relieved, "Thank you, the national teacher!"

Shaking his head, Jun Xian returned to his other courtyard, shutting the door behind the follower.

In fact, she should not be thankful, the one who really saved Yan Xide was himself.

It is not too late to rein in the horse from the precipice and make up for it after a dead sheep.

She was willing to open her mouth and agree to intercede in front of Brother Huangshan, and her tone said that she was helping Yan Xide, rather than helping the people of the Northland.

Yan Xide has been stationed in the Northland for more than ten years, and he is very familiar with the Northland. Moreover, this person is well versed in the way of being an official, not pedantic, and capable. It is most appropriate to let him continue to work for the well-being of the people in the Northland.Another person may not be able to compare with Yan Xide.

The distribution of grain lasted for six full days, and 20 shi of grain was distributed to various counties and towns under the Beidi rule, in addition to the victims in the city.

This matter finally came to an end a year ago.

An Lishan, Lu Xinhai and other officials involved in the case of embezzlement of ink and food were temporarily imprisoned. Yan Xide will report to the imperial court at this time. people.

Jun Xian didn't pay too much attention to this matter, it was outside the scope of her duties.

As long as it has nothing to do with her, even if it is something that will turn the world upside down, she will not care too much about it.

To put it bluntly, lazy.

As for the disaster relief money brought over, after the food was distributed, Jun Xian found time to hand it over to Yan Xide for the reconstruction of the people's homes. She only supervised it from the sidelines, and the time was finally free.

When I am free, I miss her little doll especially.

I don't know if he received the letter sent out.

letter……! !

Jun Xian jumped up from the armchair by the window in the living room.

It’s over.

During this period of time, she was patronizing the clues to investigate the official food, and she forgot about the letter every two days!

When Yan Zhiyuan came in, he saw the woman with a terrified face, completely gone from her usual lazy and sloppy posture.

"National teacher, what's wrong with you?" You are respectful, the reason is the incalculable psychological shadow area after being frightened.

"Mr. Yan, if you usually exchange letters with others, is there a faster way?" Jun Xian turned his face awkwardly, with a look of lovelessness.

"If it's an urgent letter, you can send it with a flying pigeon. Haven't the national teachers used it before?" Is this common sense?

Jun Xian: "..."

What the hell, she really doesn't know!

Then he ran towards the room like a frightened wind, leaving only the lingering voice, "I'm going to write a letter now, you wait, I will send it to me with flying pigeons later!"

Yan Zhiyuan: "..." What did he come to see the national teacher for?

In the capital, the atmosphere of the New Year's Eve has become stronger and stronger.

The streets and alleys of the city can be seen everywhere decorated with bright red lanterns.

The street, which had been quiet for a long time because of the cold, began to be lively again.

Vendors braved the severe cold and filled up the frontage of the avenue, with a dazzling array of goods at a glance.They are all rushing to make a fortune before the year and have a rich and fat year.

The National Teacher's Mansion is also very lively.

The maids and servants began to shuttle around the courtyard, pasting red grilles on the courtyard, doors and windows, and hanging red lanterns under the eaves of the corridor.

The joy of the New Year is everywhere.

Jing Li nestled in the wing room, holding the letter paper that had been read countless times in his hand, carefully flattened the rolled corners of the letter paper, carefully reading every word on it.

Eight pages of letter paper, not much content, he can already memorize it fluently.

Damn woman, she is too lazy to write a letter. She writes the calligraphy in such a large size that there are not even three sentences on a page.

While gnashing his teeth, there was an uncontrollable smile in his eyes.

Young fingers stroked the font lightly, the writing was really ugly.

No wonder I've never seen her practice calligraphy on weekdays, maybe it's because I'm afraid of making a fool of myself.

I don't know how she is in the north, but the New Year festival there is as lively as here.

"My lord, my servant just went to pick up a newly opened wintersweet, how about putting them in your room? Let's also fill in some window grilles in the room to make it look more joyful." Yun Xi walked in with a large bunch of wintersweet blooming in full bloom. Chattering while walking.

Jing Li didn't raise his head, "It's up to you."

Then he paused, seemingly unintentionally said, "Did you receive a letter today."

"No, I went to the concierge to ask today, but I didn't receive a letter." Taking out the plum branches from the tall vase next to the long case and replacing them with new ones, Yun Xi laughed and joked, "Young Master is waiting for you every day. What about Miss's letter, Miss knows that Young Master misses her, she must be happy."

"Who's waiting for her letter, talk too much." Jing Li scolded in a cold voice.

Yun Xi covered her lips and smiled. After being alone for a while, she was no longer so afraid of the young master's sarcastic remarks.

(End of this chapter)