My bad words were heard by all the civil and military officials in the court

The beef buns Xu Changyu gave to Ye Shengxin were taken back to Jingzhao Prefecture after the court session.

I planned to distribute one to each of the yamen runners during dinner.

Beef is not something you can eat often. Seeing that his colleagues have been working hard on night guard in prison these days, Ye Shengxin plans to reward everyone.

There were not enough things, and she said that he was her boss and she felt sorry to only give her one.

I waited in Jingzhao Prefecture for a long time but no one came.

He changed out of his casual clothes, took some money and prepared to go to the street to buy something.

For example, distributing cakes of various flavors to colleagues, and using brooms to clean the prison later.

For example, they used to wash their own washbasins and towels, and the cheapest linen clothes that the prisoners were allowed to change into.

On the way back, Ye Shengxin pulled a cart. Halfway through, he met an old man who was driving sheep into the city to do business.

Looking at his clothes that were covered with patches, Ye Shengxin took out two linen shirts and handed them to him.

I spent a few more taels of silver without any bargaining.

Let the old man take the trouble to cut all the wool off the sheep.

System: [Host, what do you want wool for? ]

Ye Shengxin looked at the slightly dirty and smelly wool being loaded onto the cart, covered his nose and took a few steps back.

[Of course, I would try to make clothes with wool. 】

[My roommate taught me how to knit a sweater when I was young, and I still remember the knitting process. 】

[If the wool experiment is successful, some sheep farmers will also be able to earn more income. ]

[Also, sheep have too much hair on their bodies. Summer is coming and they will feel very uncomfortable.]

The system nodded; [Host, I will be with you then. ]

Everyone had a short-term goal and they chatted all the way back to Jingzhao Prefecture.

After Ye Shengxin came back, before he had time to have someone deliver the things behind him to the yamen, a hurried voice came over.

"Master Ye, you are finally back. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Zhang Liang pulled his son and servant over, glanced at the things behind Ye Shengxin, and didn't ask any more questions.

I got straight to the point while she looked at me in confusion.

"Master Ye, I received news a few days ago that someone was planning to attack my ancestral tomb."

"I didn't believe it at first, but after receiving the news today, I had no choice but to believe it."

"So I brought my family to Jingzhao Yin to report to the authorities and seek help from you, the person in charge."

The ancestral tomb was about to be dug up, so Zhang Liang ordered the driver to speed up and drive towards the mansion as soon as he got out of the court.

After explaining the whole story to his family, he took the servants in the house, picked up their weapons and prepared to guard the ancestral tomb.

But before leaving, Zhang Liang suddenly changed his mind.

It would be a win-win for Ye Shengxin, the Jingzhao Yin, to be present in deciding such a matter.

So he turned around and came here, but he didn't expect Ye Shengxin to go out, so he had to wait here for more than an hour.

Ye Xingxin was shocked, "Dig up your ancestors' graves?"

【Who is so immoral? 】

Zhang Liang nodded and said, yes, it is really immoral.

"Master Ye, I suspect this man is likely to take action tonight, so I would like to trouble you to accompany me."

Since it is a normal procedure to report to the police, Ye Shengxin must not sit idly by.

After having the purchased items taken into the government office, he called over the head of the government officials, Li Changming.

"The buns I brought back earlier and the cakes I just bought, distribute them to the hardworking yamen runners at dinner time."

"Please also take care of Mr. Wei who is recovering next door. If he feels unwell, please call a doctor."

"Here is five taels of silver. Take it just in case."

"By the way, if Princess Jiaojiao comes to visit Master Chen Wen, please persuade her to come another day when I am in Jingzhao Yin."

Ye Xingxin explained everything one by one, and finally confirmed that Li Changming could handle it.

He ordered a few more people to be on duty tonight, and then followed Zhang Liang into the carriage.

The carriage was moving quickly.

Ye Xingxin sat by the small window and looked at the young man opposite her who had both good looks and temperament. Unable to suppress his curiosity, he asked tentatively:

"I wonder what is this gentleman's name?"

System: [Host, do you suspect that he is the one who made his own father drink the foot washing water? ]

[Of course. But Lord Zhang has a plain appearance, so he probably can't give birth to someone this good-looking with such vivid features.]

[Besides, this gentleman behaves very elegantly. I really can't imagine him clinging to the iron pot and washing his feet in it.]

Zhang Liang, who was worried about his ancestors’ graves: …

o(≧mouth≦)o

Can this matter just be over like this?

However, if Ye Shengxin didn't mention it, he would not be able to remember the fact that this rebellious son had brought shame upon him in the court because of his ancestral grave.

Furious, Zhang Liang glared at his son fiercely.

Zhang Shuyu didn't understand where his father's dissatisfaction with him came from, and complained a little in his heart.

Then he bowed and replied: "My surname is Zhang and my name is Shuyu. Mr. Zhang Liang is my father."

Ye Shengxin: Σ(っ °Д °;)っ

[This man is really the son of Mr. Zhang. ]

[I can't believe he's such a serious person, but sometimes a bit silly.]

System: [Host, didn’t our ancestors say that one should not judge a person by his appearance? ]

[Perhaps Zhang Shuyu is actually a lively and unrestrained young man in private. ]

Ye Xingxin agreed: [That’s right, the child is still young, it’s harmless for him to be naughty. ]

Zhang Liang, whose son is now old enough to marry: ...

Not wanting to lose face or be misunderstood by Ye Shengxin, Zhang Liang cleared his throat and cleared his son's name.

"Master Ye, Shuyu is a steady person. If you have any errands later, please tell him. Shuyu will definitely do it properly."

Zhang Shuyu didn't know why his father, who held a high position, wanted to show goodwill to Ye Xingxin, a fifth-rank official.

But he doesn't care about background when making friends, and he will never undermine others.

"Master Ye, you can tell Shuyu what you want. As long as it does not violate morality, Shuyu will do his best."

Zhang Shuyu has bright eyes and a powerful voice.

[System, Master Zhang is not doing this out of gratitude for me accompanying him to the ancestral tomb, right? ]

System: [If you can't think of any other reason, then this should be it.]

That being the case——

Ye Xingxin smiled and said confidently: "Then I won't be polite."

Zhang Shuyu: ...

The Jingzhao Yin was so direct, didn't he even try to refuse?

[System, I just bought some wool and no one is taking care of it. Zhang Shuyu is so good at washing things. What do you think of asking him to wash the wool for me? ]

Washing wool?

Zhang Liang frowned.

Then release it again, that's fine.

This child should be allowed to suffer a little, so as not to trouble his father.

System: [Will Zhang Shuyu agree? He was born rich, so you are not afraid of offending him? ]

Ye Xingxin: [Have you seen the servants that Master Zhang brought with him? ]

[There are thirteen people, only three of them are young, and the rest are middle-aged and elderly. ]

[Don’t underestimate Mr. Zhang because he has a high position. He is not necessarily rich.]

【Look at what he and his son are wearing, they are all made of ordinary fabrics. 】

[If Zhang Shuyu learns the skills of wool washing and weaving from me, he might become a well-known and most profitable wool man in the future.]

System: […Host, isn’t this title a bit unpleasant to the ear? ]

[What do you know? This is called a spokesperson. If it weren't for this, it would be a waste of his good looks! ]

The system thought: [You are right. ]

Wool Prince?

Zhang Liang twitched his lips, looked at his fair and tender son, and patted his arm as he looked at him in confusion.

"Son, work hard. The family's income in the future will depend on you."

"You're old enough now. Dad can't support you forever."

"Dad thinks those animals' hairs go well with your face. You should make good use of them."

Zhang Shuyu: ...

What a sudden topic.