After rebirth, Her Royal Highness is a black lotus flower

Chapter 233 Song Huai Counterattacks Shen Qianzhao

Several people looked at each other for a long time before the soldier retreated.

"This Ming Yi, have you guys heard of it in the past two days?" Shen Qianzhao looked at Zhou Yan Chengfeng and the others.

"Yes, he is indeed known as a good man in the city. After the disaster, he also lowered the price of rice to the lowest in the city, and took away most of the rice shops in the city."

As Chengfeng said, he remembered something, and added, "By the way, this Ming family's rice shop will open a porridge shed at the entrance of the rice shop for two or three days every month."

Zhou Yan nodded, "That's right, and this old man of the Ming family, before he was alive, had a long-term friendship with Prince Qi. The Ming family made great efforts to rescue disasters several times, and his good deeds are still being praised by the people."

Shen Qianzhao frowned, and looked at Song Huai, "Do you think this Mingyi is true and kind, or hypocritical?"

Song Huai poured a cup of hot tea and put it in her hand. Seeing that several people were looking at her, she slowly said, "I have a good relationship with Governor Liu, and I went to the granary where the disaster food was stored several times to transport food. Disaster food, regardless of whether it is true or false, must be investigated.”

"Just be careful."

Mr. Ming was a kind man, his life was upright, and he was an old friend of Prince Qi. Even the first emperor wanted to give a plaque of the number one merchant in the world, but Mr. Ming refused at that time.

This Ming Yi is the grandson of Mr. Ming, just from the perspective of Mr. Ming, he needs to respect this Ming Yi more.

Shen Qianzhao didn't remember hearing about Mingyi in his previous life, but since he was the grandson of Mr. Ming, he probably had a different relationship with Liu Cishi, so he nodded in agreement, "Take a chance and get in touch with this Mingyi."

As soon as the words fell, someone from outside rushed to send a message, "Your Highness, the boss Ming from the Ming family's rice shop outside is asking to see you!"

Several people looked at each other, Shen Qianzhao twitched the corner of his mouth, chuckled, and picked up the teacup on the table, "It came quite quickly."

Song Huai looked at Shen Qianzhao, "Want to see?"

This time Ming Yi came to the door by himself, so he saved some effort.

After taking two sips of tea, Shen Qianzhao put down the teacup, stood up and patted his dress, "See you, I'll listen later."

As she said that, she took Caiqiu and walked to the inner room at the back. There were not many things in the inner room, just a desk and a shelf for placing books.

Walking to the desk, Shen Qianzhao slid his fingertips across the inkstone on the table and landed on the rice paper next to him, rubbing his fingertips lightly.

After a while, Song Huai also came to the back.

She frowned slightly, "Master Song doesn't intend to meet this boss Ming?"

Song Huai went to Shen Qianzhao's side, "There are too many people, it seems that we are deceiving."

Caiqiu covered her mouth to hold back her laughter, Mr. Song clearly wanted to stay with His Highness for a while, anyone with a discerning eye could see that.

Seeing the two standing together, Cai Qiu understood, and walked away from the side lightly.

"This inkstone." Song Huai's eyes fell on that inkstone.

Shen Qianzhao pursed her lips and smiled, "Our Inspector Liu has a good taste, drinks the best famous tea, and uses tribute inkstones."

I just don't know if this head is as strong as this inkstone.

Seeing Shen Qianzhao and Song Huai leaving back and forth, Chengfeng looked at Zhou Yan in surprise, "What's the matter?"

What's going on?
Is this Ming Yi so unpopular?

Zhou Yan glanced at Chengfeng, "It's probably because you talk too much and you're tired of listening."

Chengfeng snorted and clapped his hands, turned around and sat down next to him, thinking to himself: Obviously you are the one who faces the little princess all day long, but if it were me, I would not face your face. Emotions are clearly not high.

After a while, Ming Yi was ushered in.

About 27 years old, wearing a purple brocade robe, with a ring around his waist, and shaking a paper fan in his hand.

"This one must be Mr. Zhou who is serving porridge in the street today?"

Without waiting for Zhou Yan to answer, Ming Yi cupped his hands and saluted, with a clear voice, "Cao Min Ming Yi, pay homage to Mr. Zhou."

It seems to be respectful and polite, but it is not difficult to hear the contempt in the words.

Cheng Feng looked at Ming Yi, he was dressed like a man, and was called a good man by the people in the city, but how could he look like a cunning man?
Zhou Yan nodded, motioning for the other party to sit down, "Boss Ming, please sit down."

"Thank you Master Zhou." Ming Yi put away the paper fan, smiled and sat down opposite Cheng Feng on the other side.

The moment the voice sounded, the two people in the room already recognized that this Ming Yi was the mysterious person who had a late night appointment with Governor Liu in the governor's mansion last night.

Shen Qianzhao pursed her red lips tightly, raised her pen, and wrote a line of words on the paper: I have to investigate this Ming Yi carefully.

The handwriting on the paper was a bit sharp, and it was not difficult to see that Shen Qianzhao showed a bit of hostility towards Ming Yi. Song Huai couldn't help laughing, and gently held Shen Qianzhao's writing hand with his wide palm, and with that soft little hand, Slowly write two words on the paper: why?
Shen Qianzhao: He and Governor Liu had a secret late-night meeting, and they must be discussing something shady.

Last night, I heard Governor Liu say something to make Ming Yi stop the business.

Combined with what the soldier said, Ming Yi will transport grain to the granary where the disaster grain is stored.

Only after checking whether what the soldiers said is true, can we know whether this so-called transaction by Ming Yi is to sell the disaster grain to the people at a low price under the guise of the rice bank, and seek huge profits from it with Governor Liu.

The corners of Song Huai's mouth were slightly bent, and with Shen Qianzhao's hand, he gently wrote a few words on the corner of the paper: Ah Zhao also often meets late at night with me secretly.

After writing, he let go of his hand.

After seeing those words clearly, Shen Qianzhao was taken aback, and turned to look at Song Huai, but Song Huai wrapped his arms around his waist, hugged An and sat on the desk.

Song Huai smiled and looked at the little girl in front of him. His voice was low and mellow and mellow in Shen Qianzhao's ears, "It's all secret meetings late at night. Could it be that in the past, what your Highness talked with your ministers was also a shameful thing?"

The warm palm fell on the desk to support it, trapping Shen Qianzhao between himself and the desk, without giving anyone the slightest chance to escape.

Shen Qianzhao stared at Song Huai blankly, almost thinking that he was hallucinating, but seeing Song Huai's smile, he knew that it was definitely not hallucinations.

Now he is taking the opportunity to fight back against himself. It seems that the things he did in the palace before were not enough.

Song Huai's smiling eyes gradually became deep, and he pulled Shen Qianzhao bit by bit, as if he wanted to draw the person in front of him closer bit by bit, and hug her tightly, preventing her from escaping from his side .

Shen Qianzhao's red lips hooked slightly, and she suddenly smiled brightly. With soft white fingertips, she quietly climbed up Song Huai's waist and slid up, and finally landed on the slightly protruding Adam's apple, "Master Song"

The touch brought by the soft fingertips made Song Huai's throat numb inch by inch.

The little girl in front of him had a bright smile that captivated people's hearts, and all of a sudden, his thoughts of teasing the little girl just now were messed up.

He swallowed nervously, his Adam's apple rolling up and down.

Song Huai raised his hand and grabbed Shen Qianzhao's wrist that stopped at his Adam's apple.
(End of this chapter)