After rebirth, I joined forces with my mortal enemy to seek revenge.

Seeing Quan's father responded, Pei Jiaoran raised his hand and gave him a high five. A servant came out with a wooden box, at her signal. The servant opened the wooden box.

Inside the wooden box was a broken arrow and a letter. She reached out and took out the broken arrow and played with it between her fingers. Pei Jiaoran smiled and said, "Mr. Quan, do you know why these mobs came?" Seeing that they were silent, she continued: "You two don't know the truth, but you should know this arrow. Bar?"

Under Pei Jiaoran's gaze, Quan Dalang hesitated to speak. In the end, it was Father Quan who looked at her hesitantly.

"In order to protect his own interests, Quan Dehui sent people to instigate the people to murder the envoy. The evidence is conclusive. Do you two think this matter should be brought to the central government?" Pei Jiaoran said with a genuine smile.

Want to threaten her? Unfortunately, she is not afraid of threats. What's more, this matter was originally wrong with Quan Dehui, and Shence Army was also ordered to protect her. If the Quan family was willing to cooperate with her and assist the central government in implementing the administrative order, she would be willing to suppress the matter. But if the other party doesn't have this intention, then they can only let the Quan family see blood.

After all, the choice is still in the hands of the Quan family.

Taking advantage of the hesitation of the Quan family and his son, Pei Jiaoran sent his servant to read the contents of the letter loudly.

"President Pei, is this how you threaten the party members and the gentry to cooperate with you?" Quan's father glared at her, his eyes growing more and more resentful, "From ancient times to the present, you have never used such dirty tricks like this."

Pei Jiaoran smiled slightly when he heard this, "Means? If politics were about right and wrong, it would be meaningless. The world only needs to see the results."

Father Quan frowned even more tightly.

Neither murdering an envoy nor framing a court official is a minor crime. But the motivations of both parties are to compete for the interests of the positions they represent, or to try to find a balance point.

The emperor's attitude towards local areas, and even those vassal towns that support troops and respect themselves, all depends on whether the central power is stable. Except for the three towns, although most of the feudal towns and state capitals seemed to be peaceful, they were constantly competing with the central government for profits.

The central government must be even more cautious in handling local property. I am afraid that a careless favoritism will lead to rebellion. Especially when three towns have rebelled, the attitude of other vassal towns may affect the direction of this war.

So this matter is like a new table of food being served, but one person knocks the table over. So the affection between Gu Xi and this person is constantly going back and forth. In the end, the table was turned over and no one had anything to eat. Or sacrifice one person in exchange for peace on the table.

"So what Governor Pei means is to use my son's life in exchange for the stability of the card table?" Quan's father said coldly.

"Mr. Quan, there is no agreement between two parties in this world. Someone has to suffer some loss." Pei Jiaoran took a sip of tea, "And you don't just have this son."

It sounds very unfair to use Quan Dehui's life in exchange for stabilizing the political table. But in fact, this is a higher reward at the smallest cost. The past achievements of the Quan family will not be erased, and the political table will be stabilized. What's more important is that the people will no longer pursue the evil deeds Quan Dehui has done.

Everything in the past disappeared with his death. This is the political price recognized from the top down.

Father Quan scolded coldly, "A human life can only bring such a reward? Governor Pei looks down on our Quan family too much."

"If I look down on your Quan family, Mr. Quan will probably never have the chance to sit down and talk to me." Pei Jiaoran stroked the dark purple robe in front of him and said in an indifferent tone, "If Mr. Quan feels that these are not enough, we can also go to Chang'an. , go and have a good talk in front of His Majesty."

Looking at the smiling Pei Jiaoran, Quan's father's eyes were like a cold blade, "I wonder how Governor Pei wants to cooperate with our Quan family? And how will this political dividend be realized in the future."

Pei Jiaoran smiled when he heard about it. She knew that not only had this conversation reached its climax, but the Quan family father and son had also stepped into half of her game.

"It's not difficult. Mr. Quan only needs to cooperate with me to implement the imperial decree. You and I can discuss the rest slowly. Anyway, both sides can get what they want, isn't it great?" After a pause, Pei Jiaoran continued. : "As for cashing in political dividends? Well, I am currently the governor of Tongzhou. If we cooperate well, it would be good for the eldest son of the Quan family to take over this place in the future."

There is not much difference between the so-called political dividends and profit dividends, except that the former pays more attention to timeliness, while the latter is long-term.

The former needs to allow the recipient to see his or her abilities, establish prestige and reach an alliance within a specified time limit. The latter does not need to be so troublesome, it only needs to provide a steady flow of interest injection. Comparing the two, the former pays more. And it cannot be allowed to pass, otherwise the power will quietly slip away and find a new environment.

"If this is the case, I might consider cooperating with Governor Pei." Father Quan said warmly.

The reason why he avoided seeing Pei Jiaoran in the past few days. Firstly, he wanted to find out why his second son died, and secondly, he wanted to see what she wanted to do and whether he could cooperate with her. Judging from the current situation, the Quan family should have avoided many storms. It all depends on what happens next.

"That's the case. I'll trouble you, Mr. Quan, to give Pei a little more guidance in the future." Pei Jiaoran politely handed over his hand.

Hearing this, Quan's father waved his hand and said, "Prince Pei's words are serious. I have been nagging you for so long. Quan will leave first."

Pei Jiaoran personally sent the Quan family and his son out of the house.

At this time, Xia Yang was about to end, leaving behind a trace of broken clouds. It happened to be reflected on Pei Jiaoran. She raised her head and put her hand in front of her eyes, looking at the setting sun through the gaps between her fingers.

The setting sun lingers, and the cicadas chirp in the wind.

If her information is correct. Li Xiujing should lead the Shence Army to leave Chang'an at this time and march towards the three towns. If he could defeat the three towns and win the title of marquis or king, his efforts to achieve great success would not be in vain.

Although it is sunset, in summer, it is still quite uncomfortable for people to bake. Unable to bear the heat, Pei Jiaoran cut off his hands and walked back to his office.

Since the disaster relief was still in progress, she, the two censors Li Xing, and other low-level officials were the only ones in the huge state capital. The rest of the people were sent out to see how the people were doing, and then it would be easier for her to implement the new decree.

At least the implementation of the new order cannot be blind. Each item must be considered based on the actual situation, and then continue to deal with the gentry, and finally provide an optimal solution.

Just as she was thinking, the servant's voice interrupted her thoughts.

He said there were two people outside asking to see him.

After thinking for a while, Pei Jiaoran ordered his servants to bring them in.

Pei Jiaoran raised his head and looked quietly at the door. A green figure ran towards her quickly, approaching from far away. Also beside her was a scribe in white.

The visitors are Bi Fei and Boyu.

"Girl." Bi Fei rushed towards Pei Jiaoran and looked at her with tears in her eyes, "I thought you would never want me again."

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran smiled, "How could that happen?" She then turned to look at Boyu, "Uncle Boyu, I'll help you this time."

"It's okay. Master Lang asked me to send Mrs. Bi Fei here, and I also want to see if you need help." Boyu looked at her with a gentle expression.