Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

"It's a misunderstanding, Marshal."

Yan Xin and Jing Yuanzhao went out and were provoked by people from the Nancheng government.

The other party is the son of the Gao family of the Bureau of Statistics.

Yan Xin knew that the Bureau of Statistics was similar to the former Ministry of Civil Service. They were responsible for official evaluation and performance statistics, so they had a high status.

The current chief is Gao Zhan.

What Yan Xin and Jing Yuanzhao met were Director Gao's two sons.

One is named Gao Yining. He is the older brother, tall, strong, reckless, rough yet shrewd.

The other one is named Gao Yike. He is fair and gentle, and speaks in an unhurried manner, but every word is on point.

"Commander Gao's inspection in Yicheng was an order from the Presidential Palace." Gao Yike told Jing Yuanzhao, "We are just the advance troops to explore the road."

Jing Yuanzhao glanced at him coldly: "When the special commissioner comes, there will naturally be people to receive him. He is 'exploring' the path in a sneaky way. Does he have bad intentions?"

The stout Gao Yining was displeased: "What are you talking about? Don't think that you are covering the sky with one hand in Yicheng. With an order, the military government has to change its people."

Jing Yuanzhao raised his eyebrows.

Are you really stupid or just pretending to be so naive?

However, the Jing family needs the government in Nancheng as a symbol of "democratic government" to reduce the pressure of public opinion.

Because in the eyes of the press and new democrats, it is very scary for warlords to be in power. Governing a country by force is terrifying and requires a fig leaf.

This is the value of the existence of the Nancheng government, just like the democratic government of the North city.

The barrel of a gun can kill, and so can the barrel of a pen.

"...Okay, brother, please don't be rude." Gao Yike, the second oldest brother, blocked his brother and said to Jing Yuanzhao, "Today was just a small misunderstanding.

My brother saw you driving a little erratically and thought you were blocking the road on purpose, so he kept honking the horn. "

He said it was Yan Xin and Jing Yuanzhao who deliberately provoked them.

Jing Yuanzhao is capable of great things, and his character is not dandy.

He never thought about breaking up with the Bureau of Statistics, nor did he continue to embarrass the Gao brothers. He just said: "No need to apologize to me. Make amends to my sister."

Gao Yining, the eldest son of the Gao family, looked at Yan Xin. He was a little nervous, and at the same time his eyes were burning: "I'm sorry, miss."

Gao Laoer also said: "Miss, we were the ones who were offended."

Yan Xin: "Forget it."

Both sides get on the bus.

Yan Xin moved the car further to the side and let the Gao brothers' car pass first.

Jing Yuanzhao looked at the car driving away and calmed his expression.

Yan Xin looked at him: "Brother, are you angry?"

"No." Jing Yuanzhao thought for a while, "Those who can drive a car in Yicheng are naturally not ordinary people.

These two brothers were provocative as soon as they arrived, probably for the purpose of testing. I'm afraid the next special commissioner will be difficult to deal with. "

He added, "It takes a lot of effort to deal with these political people. Unless we don't need that fancy democratic government at all."

It is still needed for the time being.

Yan Xin said: "In the past, civilian officials were particularly afraid that military attachés would have too much power. They were afraid of military attaches and fearful of military attaches.

Now that the imperial court is gone, those pens are similar to those of the former officials. They were not afraid of killing, and the more they persecuted them, the more their reputation spread throughout the world. "

Jing Yuanzhao smiled: "Exactly what he said, Zhu Zhu'er actually understands government affairs."

"I also read history books." Yan Xin said, "The emperor had to compromise even if an official had to live or die in court.

If someone kills him because of his rude words, his classmates, contemporaries and even fellow villagers will all have an excuse to seize power.

From ancient times to the present, the right to speak is as powerful as the weapons in the hands of military attaches and the guns of the current military government. "

Jing Yuanzhao made a mistake and looked at her.

She is such a treasure, she knows everything and has a clear mind.

Jing Yuanzhao once again felt that she was like his mother, wise and intelligent.

The last time he said she was "suitable to be my wife" made her unhappy, so he didn't say it again.

He gently shook her hand: "I can handle it, Zhuzhu'er."

Yan Xin nodded: "I know!"

The world has changed, and the "official officials" may not realize that the backbone of their power is imperial power, which has collapsed.

When this pillar that supports everything falls, the power of Yan Guan is like a castle in the air.

Jing Yuanzhao never confronts these people head-on.

In the days to come, he unified Jiangnan and Jiangbei, and also had a puppet presidential palace.

Zhang Qingya also married the puppet president to fill houses.

Yan Xin knew that he had great talent.

"Going back?" Yan Xin asked him.

Jing Yuanzhao: "Turn around and keep driving forward. A little further ahead, you'll find Sansilipu. There's a small restaurant over there that makes delicious tofu soup."

Yan Xin said: "I don't like tofu. No matter how you make tofu soup, it always tastes like plaster of paris. I hate this taste."

Jing Yuanzhao smiled: "Go and try it! Zhuzhu'er, eat something new and try to get in touch with anything you don't like."

Yan Xin started the car and said with a smile: "Drink strong wine, wear new clothes, eat delicious food, and enjoy the simplest happiness, right?"

Jing Yuanzhao laughed: "You're ready to go!"

Yan Xin also smiled, and at the same time thought in her heart: I don’t want to become a teacher. There is still a lot you can teach me and I am willing to learn from you.

Your world is so bright and warm, powerful and solid, so different from my precarious little world.

Yan Xin also wanted to build such a strong inner city wall.

Only when you are strong and indestructible can you gain true "freedom".

Only in this way can she live up to her rebirth in this life.

The two of them went to Sansanlipu.

There is a small street in Sansanlipu, which is considered a small town. There are about a dozen small shops of various kinds.

Jing Yuanzhao asked Yan Xin to park the car, found the small restaurant Jing Yuanzhao mentioned, and ordered a table of food.

There were a lot of people eating at noon. When the waiter at the small restaurant saw them arriving in a car, he was more eye-catching than the Gao brothers and immediately invited them to sit in the only private room inside.

Jing Yuanzhao ordered a few dishes.

The taste of the dishes is average, very salty and not enough for rice. Yan Xin has always been a picky eater. She ate so much that her mouth tasted salty and she kept drinking water.

The tofu is also salty.

However, what is surprising is that the tofu made with a lot of salt water covers up the smell of plaster of paris that Yan Xin hates most. When you taste it in your mouth, it is really fresh and tender.

"It's delicious!" she said.

Jing Yuanzhao: "Look, you will like whatever I think is delicious."

Last time he introduced her to eat smelly fish. It sounded so incredible, but it was actually delicious.

Yan Xin: "Yes."

The two of them were eating a table of rough food in such a simple little restaurant, but Yan Xin was particularly happy.

She was in a great mood, lighter than the afternoon sunshine outside the window.

After Jing Yuanzhao finished eating, he chatted with the boy about the impact of the recent heavy rain on them.

The boy said that their street was located on a high ground, so there was no water accumulation, the wall did not collapse, and there was almost no damage.

Jing Yuanzhao was very happy after hearing this and gave him two silver dollars for cooking money.

When he went back, he wanted to drive, but Yan Xin didn't fight with him.

As he drove, he hummed an unknown tune. Yan Xin fell asleep in this slightly bumpy and out-of-tune ditty.