Fall In Love With A Substitute

Pushing Qinghe mercilessly onto the chariot leaving the palace, Song Pian turned around and returned to the hall, but saw a corner robe flashing by the door.

Song Pianzhen didn't even see the color of her clothes because she moved too fast, suspecting that she was dazzled.

When she walked into the hall, Feng Yuexian sat on the chair steadily, her breath was calm, she didn't shake her steps, and she didn't look like a cat sneaking to the door.

"What?" Feng Yuexian asked her.

Song Pianzhen shook his head and smiled: "Nothing."

The servants of Ming Shou Palace all retreated, Feng Yuexian let Yinbing Yinxue retreat, leaving only Xueqing to wait.

Before that, in the East Palace, they were never allowed to wait on them after entering the night and Fengyuexian. The two people who drink snow have to discuss major issues.

But seeing the princess, is there anything that the personal palace attendant can't know?

What can Auntie say?

Yin Xue closed the door of the palace, and the curious little head was full of simple question marks.

In the hall.

Feng Yuexian opened his posture, meaning: "Just as I left the palace, you came to see Qinghe."

"When she came to visit suddenly, she didn't hand over the greeting card to the palace, and I never expected it."

Song Pianzhen became serious, her beautiful goose egg face serious:

"Don't worry, if Aunt Fang is guarding the Zizhu Forest, no one will find anything abnormal."

Feng Yuexian choked.

Is this what she is worried about?

She put aside the tea bowl, looked at Song Pianzhen, and said, "With Qinghe's mind, I won't find anything when I think about it. But--"

"Huh?" Song Pianzhen waited for her second sentence seriously.

Feng Yuexian really didn't think of any legitimate reasons for a while, she thought about it, and slightly accused:

"We have a marriage contract and we are newly married. Qinghe enters the palace, and the prince rushes to see her at Mingshou Palace."

The more she talked, the more she felt that she was reasonable, Song Pianzhen was too much, and the more she said the more smoothly:

"It not only hurts my decency, but it is even more detrimental to the prince's righteous image. Although things are rushed to power, I should try to avoid them in the future.

Song Pianzhen finally understood what Feng Yuexian was thinking about--it seemed that Feng Yuexian really cared about "decent". In short, she must be given face.

She secretly wrote down the personality of the partner, and assured her warmly:

"Don't worry, it won't happen again in the future."

"really?"

Song Pianzhen nodded confidently: "Well, when Luo Chen comes back, follow him through the secret road, so you don't have to go over the surface."

In this way, there will be no gossip, and the decent concubine Feng Yuexian will not suffer half a loss.

"..."

It turned out to be dark.

The princess snorted coldly in her heart and said nothing.

Song Pianzhen took the initiative to speak and asked about the progress of the work: "Is it going well today?"

"It's acceptable." Feng Damao's hair went smoother when he knew he cared about himself.

"That's good." Song Pianzhen didn't ask much, giving the other party full trust.

Holding his chin and waiting for follow-up care, Feng Damao glanced at Song Pianzuo before waiting.

Why don't you ask?

After waiting for two more breaths, seeing Song Pianzhen still not speaking, Feng Damao thought a little bit, thinking that Song Pianzhen should be because he didn't know why he was going out, thinking that he didn't want to talk to her more, so he thoughtfully didn't ask much.

In order to express his generosity, Feng Damao put down his figure and said something:

"I met some generals and reminded them to cancel their IOUs."

Song Pianxiu blinked, she really didn't expect this.

In the original world, this matter was done by Feng Yuexian, and Feng Yuexian did not take action at that time. This matter was done late, and it did not develop like this.

It is equivalent to closing the moon and leaving the palace to clear some obstacles to the decree issued by him.

Song Pianzhen was very moved by this feeling, and smiled naturally on her face:

"I'm extremely strange in the courtroom, and I want to thank Yuexian for helping me everywhere."

She laughed as pure and sweet as a gardenia with dew, and her voice was like a croak, Fengyue Xianxin suddenly missed a breath, her throat was slightly tight, don't start saying:

"I'm going to do this, it's good for sealing the family, so I don't need to thank you."

The benefits to Fengjia are self-evident—each family solves their own family affairs, and Fengjia has a clue here, but Li Zi may not be able to deal with the civil servants.

The soldier had a big temper, but his eyes were so straightforward that those who were not straight were blocked by Feng Yuexian's trick.

But the literati are different, with the most minded eyes and powerful lips. If no one is willing to spit out what they eat, it is the same thing whether Li Zi can suppress them.

In addition to the factions, there are also many nobles outside the factions. The emperor's relatives and the senior officials, there are many, what can he do in half a decade?

If you don't make it impossible to do it with a tough wrist, you must be held accountable.

If according to Song Pianju's words, if you really come to pick up people, you will definitely offend the family, and will never interact with each other ever since.

Li Zi got this job, and he was destined to not have both.

When Feng Yuexian learned that Song Pianji had pointed Li Zi to handle the job, she immediately understood that this matter was not only about checking the treasury, but also about beheading Li Zi, the right arm of the king of Chu.

"This thing was done very beautifully." Feng Yuexian sighed, looking at Song Pianju with admiration and exploration in her eyes, "Even if it is me, it may not be better than this."

And Song Pianzhen, a princess who had lived in the deep palace for a long time, was able to suppress Li Zi on the court.

Song Pian pursed her lips, rare, a little dazed.

In fact...this is what Feng Yuexian did in the original plot, and she just changed it slightly, which is really not to be praised.

"It's just a whim. What Yuexian did can't be more meticulous."

Song Pianzhen turned to warm voice:

"I thank you for your care just now. The Feng family is helping in the court, which really saves much effort."

This means the performance of Feng Chenyi facing upwards.

It turned out that Song Pianzhen was aware of everything she did.

They all know that it is their own orders and their own minds.

Feng Yuexian's eyes are slightly flushed, and the black eyelashes lightly fan, and there is a little joy in her heart.

Such as the ding of the streams of the stream, smooth out the dissatisfaction and the anxiety caused by uncertainty.

When your heart is received by the other party, you will be happy.

The tips of Feng Yuexian's ears concealed under her sideburns were softly hot, and her voice was softened.

If it is obviously not very polite, say it in this tone, as if to complain softly:

"I'm not afraid that you will be angry again."

Song Pianxiu pursed her lips and smiled.

It reminds Feng Yuexian of the Begonia in the other courtyard, shy and timid, and charming.

If so, the petals of this begonia plant floated to the palm of the hand, if she peeled off her layered, beautiful petals, revealing--

She breathed in confusion for a moment, and she didn't dare to think again.

As for the King of Chu, who was far away in southern Yunnan, his thoughts were lost at this time.

He gathered his staff in the study room outside the palace, and the staff and generals of the southern Yunnan army gathered together.

"...So, the relief workers are coming to Surabaya soon, what do you think?"

The king of Chu had a clear face, and he had the refined temperament of a middle-aged beautiful man. From the face of it, he could not see his ambition. He was waiting for his subordinates to speak freely.

"Killed like the previous two times, Surabaya is in such a mess nowadays, it is normal for some disturbances, haha!"

"No, this time there are two hundred elite soldiers of the Northwest Army. It's too risky."

"Why, do you look down on my Southern Dian Army?"

"It's not that the subordinate's ambition to destroy one's prestige, but... Uh..."

"Ahem, I think it's safer to bring multiple people over."

"you guys--"

"Alright." Chu Wang sullen his face, raised his hand and said, his voice was not loud, and the scene was quiet for a moment.

Sitting on the left is the military commander, and on the right is the staff of the palace. At this time, one advocates fighting, and the other says that you can't beat others. If you really want to fight, don't be embarrassed and bring more people.

King Chu's gaze slipped from the field, his gaze fell on the first person on the left.

"Mr. Kang has an opinion?"

"We are not talented here." Kang Xueying said, "We believe that in the current situation in Surabaya, our goal has been achieved for the most part, people's grievances have been set off, the people have suffered enough, and we have also received the payment."

"It's a good time to finish at this time. After all, this Jiangnan--or this world, will be your people in the future."

The last sentence was very complimenting, and the king of Chu narrowed his eyes, but said:

"It's too early to say this."

Kang Xueying smiled knowingly: "It's abrupt."

King Chu's complexion was much more comfortable, and the relationship between the two ministers was extremely harmonious, and he looked at the generals next to him for a moment.

The literati did this flattering!

My heart feels comfortable, and my ears feel comfortable. King Chu feels that Kang Xueying’s proposal is reasonable.

From now on, Jiangnan will be its own Jiangnan, even if it is used to spoil the use at this time, it can't let people die, otherwise it will have a headache in the future.

His face was relieved and he made a decision:

"Just put Deng Bo into Surabaya."

"The minister thinks it's wrong!" Immediately a general stood up and arched his hands.

"What's wrong?" Chu Wang smiled lightly.

"The previous imperial envoy entered Surabaya and ended up miserably. Without reason, now the disaster is getting worse, but calm down."

"This is inconsistent with common sense!" The general who called Dewey sonorously said.

"Yes!" As soon as Dewey's voice fell, he was recognized, and waited for him to look up--

Why is Kang Xueying looking at herself with approval?

"General Du's words are reasonable." Kang Xueying turned to the king of Chu. "The Surabaya disaster has progressed to the present situation. Although there are indeed some gangsters, it is far from enough to explain the experience of the predecessor."

"On top of this, we have to perform another scene, otherwise, we will be caught by the north."

The king of Chu nodded his head, his gaze was on the line of military commanders. He hadn't called his name yet. A young general stood up with a haughty face:

"I want to go!"

"It's been a long time since I went out to live my muscles and bones, so please let the prince give me a chance." Xi Qingyan called to the prince, not as much respect as others, but rather close.

The king of Chu was startled, frowning slightly.

Xi Qingyan...

He was dissatisfied with Xi Qingyan doing this, but thinking that the concubine Xi Qingmei in the palace was extremely doting on his younger brother, if Xi Qingyan wrote a complaint, he would have had a headache.

No matter what, just take him out and let go.

Chu Wang Ruya smiled: "Okay, Qing Yan and Dewey will lead the troops, and go together."

After leaving the palace, Xi Qingyan went to Kang Xueying's house for a drink.

"... Mr. pointed out that the road is very good, the prince really let me go, this time I will be able to contribute."

"Then I wish you first." Kang Xueying said after taking a drink.

"But the prince pointed Dewey with him again, and he would take credit for me if he wasn't sure."

Kang Xueying's heart was clear. Dewey was more prestigious than Xi Qingyan. Although the prince didn't clearly say who was in charge, the army would definitely listen to Dewey when the two went to the station.

At that time, there was no chance for Xi Qingyan to perform.

"The prince is very cautious." Kang Xueying said casually, "You are both brave and brave, even if only one of you can go, you can do things properly."

"By the way, on the day you set off, the prince seems to be going out. If you really don't want to go with Dewey, why don't you—"

"Why not?" Xi Qingyan asked immediately, with a slightly greedy light in his narrow eyes.

Kang Xueying paused, and Gu Zi waved his hand: "I'm drunk, you don't care about me."

Xi Qingyan tutted, but his mind was no longer on the banquet.

If Dewey can’t start together, wouldn’t the credit be his own--

In order to gain credit, Xi Qingyan was full of mobility and injured Dewey's leg with injuries on the day of departure.

King Chu was not in the mansion, he was backed by the Xi family, and there was also a concubine who was in charge of the Sixth Palace. No one dared to stop, she went straight to Sishui County with eight hundred min soldiers who were not in uniform.

The original intention of the king of Chu was to make them pretend to be gangsters and to stop the harassment, and then sent a group of people to Surabaya for disaster relief.

But when the two men and horses really met, it was unknown whether the Northwestern elite had raised their bones in Shangjing. The force was weak, and the Fujian soldiers retreated steadily. Xi Qingyan grinned openly, very proud.

The northwestern elite guarded Deng Bo while fighting back, but there was no time to manage a box of Snow Silver. I don't know who shouted in Xi Qingyan's ear:

"Master Xi, don't don't don't don't use these silvers, they are all military pay when you bring them back."

Yes. Xi Qingyan's eyes became brighter. If he not only completed the task, but unexpectedly received hundreds of thousands of military salaries, who would dare to look down upon him in the future.

As long as you leave the imperial life, you only get half of the money, and half of the money is left for disaster relief. What is the difference between a bowl of rice and half a bowl of rice for those victims?

Just don't die.

Xi Qingyan made up his mind and raised his arms and shouted: "Take the silver couple!"

He shouted loudly, and the northwestern elite soldiers dashed forward in response, and Xi Qingyan almost startled Xi Qingyan with his courage.

Fortunately, Deng Bo greedily shouted like a screaming chicken: "Let them take it away, take it away! You come to protect the officer!"

The beast that swooped over was immediately caught by the reins, and retreated unwillingly and cautiously.

"Hahaha, your fate is so miserable, you can stand on this kind of officer!" Xi Qingyan laughed openly, and raised his eyebrows proudly, complacent.

Xi Qingyan's happiness was so long that they took the heavy food and payment all the way out of Surabaya and headed south Yunnan.

His happiness was short-lived. They were overtaken by the mountains and rivers from southern Yunnan, and they were overtaken by the northwestern elite soldiers behind him, surrounded by four to five hundred people, still **** and sharp-pointed.

The eyes of the headed person are as fierce as a beast, and the sound is like a tiger howling and a wolf crying:

"The courtiers and thieves who dared to intercept the official bank for disaster relief will be arrested before they stop!"

"This...what's going on?" Xi Qingyan looked at the knife light, his legs were straight and soft, and he almost fell off the horse.

He had a guilty heart and shortness of breath, and almost broke his voice: "You, aren't you only two hundred people?"

Wasn't it scared to retreat by their nearly 1,000-person team?

Isn't Deng Bo afraid of death?

"Who are you?" Xi Qingyan still refused to believe it.

"I follow the prince's will, secretly protect the imperial mission for disaster relief investigation."

"Unexpectedly, you came so fast, you want to be assassinated as an imperial commissioner, and your food and payment are missing, and you can't get rid of it!"

"No, it's not me." Xi Qingyan finally realized the seriousness, "I am the younger brother of the concubine Xian, the second room of the Xi family——"

The man with a big horse on the opposite side cut his ears and said coldly:

"You should save these words when you meet the prince."

Xi Qingyan pulled the horse's reins, trembling, and his teeth fighting uncontrollably.

In the face of the reality like Fallen Bingjiao, the regret in his heart instantly spread.

Why did he make his own claim and pulled the money over? Now that people get stolen goods, he really got into trouble, maybe even the concubine can't keep himself.

Even, why did he take the initiative to help King Chu do this?

Is it good to live well?

At this time it was near dusk, the sky was faint and yellow, the sky was dim, and the sky was a line.

The Northwest Soldiers are already shrinking the encirclement, like a pack of wolves on the reckless ground, rounding up their prey, with a vicious momentum, and they are bound to win.

Faced with the fangs finally revealed by the Northwest Soldiers and the absolute suppression by force, the generals of their own, not to mention taking the lead in the charge, almost smashed their feet when they dismounted.

The eight hundred soldiers led by Xi Qingyan will disarm and disarm. Like a flock of sheep being chased by beasts, it is defeated and defeated.

When the commander of the Northwest Soldiers went back to report the battle to Deng Bo, Deng Bo immediately let them set off and sent Xi Qingyan to Beijing with the Min Soldiers.

This is the iron proof that the king of Chu made trouble.

Never give King Chu a chance to react and chase him.

The commander left and personally took three hundred elite soldiers to **** them back to Beijing. Although there are only three hundred, it is enough to control these soft-footed soldiers. Previously, showing the enemy's weakness was only to "get all the money."

There were really only two hundred elite soldiers left by Deng Bo this time, but he was not afraid.

Let's not say that King Chu hasn't found out that Xi Qingyan is bad. Even if he finds out, he can't do anything now. On the contrary, he still wants to be healthy and healthy, otherwise he will be even more incontestable against Shangjing.

The investigation of the case can be regarded as a brow and explanation, and now it is a disaster relief issue.

The money was brought, but no dynasty was short of natural disasters. Although the granary in Jiangnan is empty, Jiangnan has been rich and fertile since ancient times.

At this time, facing the payment and silver brought by the imperial court, they came to the county guard house with a smile, with a unified offer from the Food Chamber of Commerce, and ignoring the scrawny civilians who were begging on the street, just like the big customers in the business field.

They laughed, and Deng Bo laughed with them, and even ate a delicious meal together.

The smell of meat drifted outside the house, and Deng Bo could hear the starving civilians cursing him outside through the wall, saying that he was going to cut off his children and grandchildren.

The people's anger was really raging, Deng Bo chewed the sauce-flavored chicken, thinking deeply.

The grain merchants over there were still talking about it, talking about how much they would benefit Deng Bo.

As long as Deng Bo and them are embarrassed, they are willing to offer beautiful maidservant gold, various precious treasures, and it will not be a problem for him to collect four great oiran and eighteen concubines.

There are even some treasures that ordinary merchants can't get under the system. Needless to say, those who can be so arrogant in front of officials and set prices on the ground must have a backing.

Deng Bo ate the lipstick roasted pork, put down the bamboo chopsticks and asked, "What about your usual food prices? Is there a table?"

The food merchant who drank too much said nothing, asked the maidservant to send a pen and paper, and just waved the ink, and wrote a price list to Deng Bo.

Deng Bo said nothing, and called a guard:

"Go, post it outside and let everyone go to the grain store to buy food at this price."

"Yes!"

The food merchant’s chopsticks were so frightened that the braised chicken, suckling pig, lion head, pipa and prawns on the chopsticks of the food merchant were all scared off, and the wine almost fed to the nostrils.

Everyone looked at each other, suppressing the waves in their hearts, their expressions remained unchanged, and some even laughed, their expressions mocking and mocking:

"What do you mean?"

Someone quickly took the conversation and made a cup of tea for Deng Bo: "The price...it's a bit lower. Your lord, you have to think about it clearly."

"Everyone has their own rules. After all, as the old saying goes, strong dragons can't beat local snakes. If you don't follow our rules, people outside will not be able to eat. In the end, you will not be able to get things done... but you."

He bit the word "you" very hard, made a cup of tea, and pushed it in front of Deng Bo, the food merchant bowed slightly, his lips slightly hooked:

"My lord, look at this tea soup. This is the finest tea shipped from Jinyeling and smoked with pine needles. If you like it, I will send it to the house."

The highest-ranking grain merchants have a shrill voice, with a pretentious tone: "The people outside can blame you for not being able to eat, and the prince will also blame you when you turn back. Aren't you thanking you? Why bother, just order money.

"No need." Deng Bo hiccuped, stood up, covered the tea lid, suppressed the grain merchant's smile, and said with a smile: "Thank you for the hospitality today."

"But." He looked at the food merchant who had just spoken, "Who said that the people would blame this lord? This lord has already spoken, let you give the grain."

"If you don't sell, why would they blame me? Huh?"

The grain merchants heard the words and changed their expressions.

Deng Bo gathered his smile and his face was solemn. Under the **** of the guards, he went all the way to the outside of the county guard house.

Uneasy emotions were layered on top of each other, and the muffled thunder created a terrible silence.

The grain merchant chased it out, thick clouds rolled, and the ground thundered!

"Guardian! Put food!"

"Don't **** think that I don't know you are colluding together!"

"Master Qingtian, I beg you, the children in the family are almost starving to death, please let them open the warehouse for food!"

"The court? What does the court want to do? Follow this group of profiteers to drive up rice prices?"

"You **** don't think we don't know that your warehouse has food! Let it out!"

Cries, screams, curses, rumblings gathered together like thunder.

Deng Bo pressed his hands down to cover the noise.

"Guys—just quiet, listen to me."

There was an incredible calmness and smile on his face, and his voice was steady as usual, so that the sound gradually subsided.

"The official has asked someone to post the price of food, have you seen it? Buy it at this price. Those who don't have money will wait in the west of the city. The porridge shed is being built, and the porridge will be served when you are in!"

After he finished speaking, there was silence underneath, and the literate people would look at the so-called food prices suspiciously.

"This, so cheap?"

"The previous price is restored, restored! We can afford it!"

"Master Qingtian, you are here and these people are finally willing to sell!"

The people were agitated, and the joy of life was mixed in disbelief.

The grain merchants looked at each other, and their hearts were filled with surprise.

"Wait, Lord Deng! We haven't agreed yet—"

"You don't agree?" Deng Bo suddenly raised his volume, his usual slick tone disappeared without a trace. He was majestic and inviolable and righteous.

"Looking at the suffering of the people of Li people, you didn't seem to be moved, and you still want to squeeze the people's anointing, you really dare not punish you!"

The grain merchant took a light breath, but was not frightened.

On the Jiangnan side, the influence of the King of Chu had long overshadowed the Shangjing court, and the court had been weak for a long time. The grain merchants were still weighing in their hearts. He was suddenly poked in the waist by other companions, and reminded:

"Stop talking, look down!" If you go on, you will probably not be able to go home alive.

The grain merchant turned his head and saw that the people's eyes were fixed on him, hatred, anger, and even murderous intent.

It is not enough to be afraid of one person or two, but the hatred of dozens or hundreds of people is concentrated in one place, like a sharp blade carrying a wind and a thunder.

He just glanced at it, his scalp was numb, his spine ran through the needle like a pain, and his back oozes cold sweat.

These people regard themselves as the culprit who starved to death!

Before that, they hated the imperial court that had not arrived for disaster relief, but when the imperial court expressed its stance and supported them, what they hated was the grain merchants who were unwilling to sell grain.

These stupid and unsophisticated people do not understand what checks and balances are, and what the court is weak and the Chu king is strong. In their eyes, whoever officials listens to others.

The imperial court has asked you to sell food, and the imperial envoys have let go. You must sell it at the original price!

The grain merchant shook his hands to wipe off the cold sweat on his forehead, and dared not say a word.

After the grain merchants dared not make trouble, Deng Bo bought grain with court silver and sent it to various places in Surabaya.

There are many follow-ups and details of the disaster relief work, but the good news can be sent back to Beijing first.

When Song Pianzhen received the news, her brows stretched out.

There have been some changes in the Hall of Nourishing the Heart at this time.

Wrong Jinbo Mountain stove was burning with a light incense, and mist rose like a cloud, faintly curled.

There is an extra table under the seat, which is set up to close the moon and relax——

She is used to coming. Almost every day, Song Pianzhen sets up a VIP seat for her chief employee, which can also enhance the employee's sense of belonging.

At this time, Lai Shi brought good news, and heard that the person escorting Xi Qingyan was on the road, Song Pianzhen smiled comfortably, and subconsciously looked at Feng Yuexian in the seat.

When Feng Yuexian sat down and raised her eyes to look at Song Pianjue, her eyes were clear, and the fine stars in her eyes seemed to be coated with temperature.

But she was more restrained, and said rationally:

"According to the time, we are about to receive news from the side of Concubine Xian, we can't slack off."

Song Pian nodded, but still couldn't take off her lips and smiled, boasting:

"There really is Deng Bo. The errands are done very well."

Excellent? Is it so good?

No matter how good it is, it's not that the Northwest Soldiers are well protected.

Feng Yuexian's heart was not so light anymore. Instead of looking at Song Pianzhen, he began to read the book in his hand, even the posture of turning the book was calm and dignified:

"It's still eye-catching."

"Is that so?"

"Ok."

Song Pianju was lost in thought.

Isn't Deng Bo the one who closed the moon?

Not everything Deng Bo did was what she ordered. Why did he turn the corner to encourage employees, but the employees seemed unhappy?

Very difficult to understand.