Husband-in-Law: Reborn Peasant Girl Busy Farming

The long-lost sun finally showed up, and the brilliant and warm sun dispelled most of the haze that had shrouded the city recently.

The prime minister's mansion was peaceful, and Liu Xiang was sitting alone in the room drinking tea, with a purple gold incense cage burning with spices beside him, the gauze-like smoke curled up, and a few maids were fanning the wind behind him, feeling very comfortable.

At this time, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly sounded in the yard, the two maids around were stunned for a moment, Liu Xiang paused with the hand holding the teacup, and knew who had come in a hurry without looking up.

"grandfather!"

Liu Zishao began to yell loudly before entering the room, his footsteps were anxious and heavy, and he almost stepped out of several holes in the ground.

He ran and shouted all the way, he was out of breath, his chest heaved violently, his face was flushed, his forehead was covered with sweat, his veins were bulging, his face was sticky with beads of sweat and grease, and condensed on the tip of his nose Into a yellow greasy shell.

Liu Xiang raised his eyelids to glance at him, took the tea lid and continued to brush off the foam on the tea juice calmly, and asked with some disgust, "Why are you so flustered?"

"Grandpa, something is wrong!"

Liu Zishao slapped his thigh anxiously, and was about to speak, but was stopped by Liu Xiang's eyes. He was wondering, but saw Liu Xiang winking at the two maidservants beside him.

The two maids understood, quickly put down their fans and walked out the door, carefully closing the door behind them.

For a while there were only two grandparents left in the room, and Liu Xiang was still drinking tea calmly, without speaking.

Liu Zishao pinched the hem of his clothes, sweat dripping down his face layer after layer, "Grandpa, something is wrong, have you seen the emperor's imperial decree?"

"The decree is aimed at the officials of the Manchu Dynasty and all the people, how could I not have seen it?"

Liu Xiang felt a little disgusted by this knowingly asking nonsense.

Liu Zishao was still nervous when he heard the words, he was sweating profusely while pinching the hem of his clothes, and the beads of sweat gathered on his forehead flowed down his face, soaking his collar.

"The emperor said to wipe out the remnants of Hongyang Dao, Grandpa, what should we do?"

His two eyebrows were about to be kissed together, and a dull deep groove was drawn between the brows, which was filled with sweat.

Liu Xiang took a sip of tea calmly, his face full of vicissitudes was still calm and calm, his cloudy eyes were calm, and he flicked the tea leaves slowly with his hand, which made Liu Zishao anxious.

After a while, Liu Xiangcai slowly asked, "What should I do?"

"Oh!" Liu Zishao turned around anxiously, and slapped his thigh, "Don't you understand? That boy Jing Shan confuses the crowd in front of the emperor, saying that Hongyang Dao is a crooked way, and the emperor listened to his slander, what did he say? We also want to wipe out the remaining evils in the Dao, aren't we..."

Speaking of this, he seemed to suddenly think of something, trotted to the front of the door, opened a small gap to look around, and closed the door tightly after making sure no one was there, and then ran back like a thief, pressing down. voice.

"Don't we have a relative who belongs to Hongyang Dao? We asked him for help before."

While speaking, he carefully peeked at Liu Xiang's expression from the corner of his eyes, but he didn't see any panic on his face.

"Really?" Liu Xiang said in a neutral tone, his eyes did not move away from the light green tea juice, the cloud was so light and breezy that he didn't seem to hear Liu Zishao's words.

"If you don't mention it, I really forgot about this person."

He calmly said an innocuous sentence, then raised his hand and put the teacup aside, clasped his hands together, and glanced at Liu Zishao whose face was flushed.

"Grandpa," Liu Zishao said anxiously again, "How could you forget? Should we report this person? If the emperor finds out, we can't afford to go around, and we can't keep this disaster."

Speaking of excitement, Liu Zishao couldn't help stamping his feet.

Liu Xiang was annoyed by his quarrel, and gave him a look of resentment, and he quickly shut up.

"What's the rush?" Liu Xiang frowned, "Without courage and no plan, it's hard to make a big deal. This Hongyang Dao has not been found out, and he started thinking about getting out. Didn't he take the initiative to give Jingshan a handle?"

"Yes yes yes," Liu Zishao hurriedly bowed his head to admit his mistake, "but..."

"Don't get confused," Liu Xiang raised his hand to pick up the teacup again, "This matter is of great importance. Although the emperor issued a decree to wipe out Hongyang Dao, this is a hot potato after all, and no one will take it for a while. , wait and see what happens."

Liu Zishao was bored, and after waiting for a long time for the result of his grandfather, he was still flustered, and was about to persuade him again, but when he looked up, he met Liu Xiang's stern and disgusted gaze, so he had to give up, stood for a while, and then went out .

The Prime Minister's Mansion returned to normal after experiencing this episode, while the Yuedong Mansion on the other side had just gained a moment of respite and caused some waves.

Just after noon that day, Ke Ran and Xue Tang were spreading newly picked red flowers in the courtyard, when they suddenly came to report with a piano in their arms, saying that Shen Huaizhong had come to ask for an audience.

The three of them froze for a moment, a little surprised.

In the past, Shen Huai would come as soon as he came, and he always entered the house directly without notification, why is it so formal today?

Without too much entanglement, Xue Lince agreed to ask for a meeting, and after a while, the familiar white figure in Shen Huai's arms flashed out from the courtyard gate.

He was still wearing a grass-white shirt, with swords on both sides of his waist, his hair was half tied and half tied, fixed with a simple plain silver hairpin, and his complexion was rare and serious.

Tang Luoyu's thoughts were delicate, and she could tell at a glance that something had happened, and Liu Mei subconsciously frowned slightly.

Ke Ran didn't care about that much, Da La La stopped there, half teasing and half joking: "Hey, what kind of wind brought you, a rare visitor, from the capital."

Shen Huaizhong glanced at him, and said with disgust: "I have no time to joke with you today."

After that, he turned his head to look at Xue Lince again, "I have something important to tell you."

Seeing his serious face, the three people in the courtyard looked at each other, exchanging uneasy glances.

Shen Huaizhong fumbled in his sleeves for a while, and took out a white envelope, with a more serious expression on his face, "You have to be prepared, today's matter is no joke."

He weighed the envelope and saw that Ke Ran was anxious, so he stepped forward and snatched Scar away.

The letterhead slipped from the envelope, and the three of them picked it up, put their heads together, and just after reading a line, they showed surprised and serious expressions at the same time.

The letter stated that the mob in the south was agitated and intending to rebel. Yuedong is located at the junction of the north and the south, and a group of gangsters followed in the rebellion.

"This letter is from a friend of mine in Jianghu," Shen Huaizhong said solemnly, "His hometown is in Yuedong. It's at stake."

Tang Luoyu carefully studied the letter paper, and suddenly found an important point.