Cannon fodder prince, he is always pretending to be innocent

He Yuan winked to the side, and the two cavalry were ordered to dismount, and went straight into the pavilion not far away.

They spread out pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and ordered a group of workers who were at a loss to come and report the amount, and they had to register the amount owed one by one.

At first, everyone's faces were full of hesitation.Until two bold and fat men squeezed out from the crowd and shouted:

"I think it's better for everyone to let go of the guy! The one who owes us wages is the official in the yard! Why don't we register first, so that we can get settled!"

There was some truth in what he said, and everyone started talking about it.There are even a few who lost their fellows, and have rushed to the gazebo to report the count.

He Yuan was on the horse, and secretly chuckled, which was captured by Song Qingchen.He recognized it—these two strong men were very familiar.In the morning, they exchanged glances with the person who "hosted" them.Most of them are He Yuan's subordinates.

One after another, some people couldn't hold back, fearing that it would not be their turn, so they put down their things and went to the gazebo.After a while, there was a sound of clanging shovels, and more and more people swarmed towards the gazebo.For a while, the loess road was covered with dust.

The officials at the back of the palace were also released, and they arrived here after a long while.Master Feng took the lead, twisted his chubby body, and rubbed his wrists again.The mouth is sweeter than anyone else:

"He Xiaohou came very timely! I am so grateful! It is really a life-saving grace!" Mr. Feng clasped his hands very standardly, and his eyes were full of flattery and gratitude.

On the opposite side of Yang Chen, He Yuan quickly got off his horse.

However, he ignored Mr. Feng, instead, he went straight to Song Qingchen, and bowed respectfully: "Your Highness was shocked by the delay in putting down the chaos, and I hope your Highness will forgive you for delaying."

While speaking, he secretly glanced at Song Qingchen with a sly smile in his eyes.

Song Qingchen exchanged glances with him, and twitched the corners of his mouth secretly, but said in a pompous voice: "The incident happened suddenly, I don't blame you, please forgive me." After saying that, he turned and walked into the palace, lazily saying as he walked : "Everyone, talk inside."

Arriving at a side hall of the palace, Song Qingchen went directly to the main seat and sat down, "Excuse me, everyone, sit down." He casually rested his elbows on the small nanmu table next to the ground.

Only then did He Yuan untie the knife, and then sat beside him.When putting the knife down, he took the handle of the knife intentionally or unintentionally, and rubbed against Song Qingchen's arm.

The cold touch of the handle of the knife suddenly hit, Song Qingchen knew that he did it on purpose, so he cleared his throat as a warning.He moved his elbow to the side by the way, and lightly swept He Yuan at the end of his eyes.Out of the corner of the eye, he caught a mischievous look.

When Song Qingchen wanted to turn around and stop him, telling him not to be too presumptuous in front of these officials, He Yuan stopped his gaze in time and turned to look at the hall.

"Master Feng is shocked." He Yuan smiled, looking at the plump Master Feng.

Master Feng heard that He Yuan was willing to praise him, so he hastily showed his hospitality and came over to serve tea in person.After He Yuan took it, he bowed his head and said with an apologetic smile: "Let's He Xiao... our great general came in time! Otherwise, the life of being an official, I'm afraid it will be buried in the hands of those unscrupulous people." As he said, Lord Feng twisted his body again, made a bow, and winked at the long entourage in the distance, asking them to hand over the fan.

Whichever official title really sounds good, just pick up the title.Mr. Feng actually shook the fan for He Yuan himself, which can be said to be an extremely flattering act.

"General, you just came here, and you must have heard about the funds allocated by the Ministry of Industry..." Master Feng showed embarrassment, as if he was ashamed to say, "When the money reaches the lower official, it is already missing a lot. He's a little overseer." As he spoke, Master Feng's voice became quieter, intentionally or unintentionally, he glanced at Song Qingchen, and muttered, "Why did you fight so hard, all the adults above..."

Doctor Feng? !I didn't take a penny from you! !I just ate your two meals and one jar of wine!

Song Qingchen's complexion was already very bad, he could barely hold back his anger, and then sneered, "Master Feng, what do you mean? It seems that this king has caused you a lot of trouble by coming here to supervise the work?"

Master Feng could not offend anyone, and immediately apologized with a smile: "My lord, lord, where did you start with this?"

It must be very safe to pull a prince into the water and put him on his back.Therefore, Feng Shilang had to pour dirty water on Song Qingchen.

There must be some uneasy among these civil servants.I don't know which faction in the court is connected with the intertwined roots.It's okay for the emperor's elder brother not to know about corruption.If you know, you must be suspicious.

After He Yuan heard it, he couldn't stand in line immediately, so he could only put on a skeptical expression: "Oh? It seems that there is something else hidden about this matter. Mr. Feng, if you feel wronged, go to the court and tell the whole story. clear."

Master Feng immediately squinted his eyes and smiled, teasingly said: "Yes, yes, my officer... I will definitely make a statement, thank you General for reminding me!" He said so, but actually he did not dare to report to the court, after all he His sin is very great.

Mr. Feng wiped off his sweat, then put on a helpless look, and said, "It's just that now... there is no extra salary, and I have to settle wages with all the workers."

have no choice?I see that you eat big fish and meat every day very well!Song Qingchen kept silent, just watched him play quietly.Although it was true that the people above had exploited him, it was by no means that he couldn't even afford to pay them.

He Yuan naturally knew it in his heart, so he only dealt with Mr. Feng, with an ambiguous attitude like a friend or an enemy.Seeing this, the other civil servants didn't dare to say anything, they just sat quietly at the bottom, secretly observing the reactions of He Yuan and Song Qingchen, while exchanging glances in private.

After a while, He Yuan didn't want to listen to his nonsense anymore, so he got up and straightened his robe, looked around the hall, and said:

"In the past few days, new firearms have been added to the East Day Camp, and there are still many things to do in the camp. Since everyone is free, He will leave first. The cavalry will stay here for the time being and take good care of you. He will come back tomorrow and discuss with you about the payment of money. Policy."

After hearing the sound, all the people bowed their hands one after another, saying goodbye in their mouths.

He Yuan nodded slightly and stopped talking.It's just that when he leaned over to take the knife, he whispered to Song Qingchen: "Go around to the back of the palace and wait for me at the colorful carp pond." After speaking, he grabbed the knife and straightened up, as if nothing had happened just now, without changing his expression He strode out of the hall without jumping.

After he left, Song Qingchen pretended to be held hostage by the mob all night and was extremely tired.He ordered everyone not to disturb him, and walked out of the hall with his feet empty.The long follower came over to support him, and said with concern: "How is your lord?"

"It's nothing, take me to the back of the palace, and you go back to the side hall to guard. If others ask, you can just say that I have rested and no one is seen."

Changsui nodded knowingly.

It was already noon when Song Qingchen arrived at the koi pond.The surface of the pool reflected the sparkling golden light, which made people unable to open their eyes.Song Qingchen couldn't help squinting his eyes slightly, watching the colorful carp in the pond straighten up suddenly, making quite a splash.

He suddenly smiled, for the moment of leisure.

Footsteps sounded suddenly, from far to near, Song Qingchen didn't look back - he knew who it was.

The voice of Qingyue came into my ears: "It's such a leisurely life. I'm very envious."

He Yuan strolled over and put his arms around him from behind.After a short pause, he sighed with emotion: "It's only been a few days, but the clearness has decreased a lot. Yesterday I only served you with clear porridge, so I feel very sorry."

Under the shade of the locust tree, it is very cool, and occasionally there is a bird song.Song Qingchen didn't resist his embrace, and only smiled softly: "You are so frivolous. If you have something to say, I can go back and sleep."

"You can sleep without the general's arm to pillow you on?" As he spoke, he let go of his arm, then took him up and walked to the other side.Not far away, I saw the black lima.

He Yuan hugged him onto the horse, and said softly: "I'll take you to a good place." Putting his arms around his waist, he said with a smile, "This time I didn't intend to be frivolous, just for fear that you would fall off the horse."

"Where is this going to take me captive again?"

The mountains and forests are secluded, with no one in front or behind.When Song Qingchen was touched by him, he felt that his face was on fire, and his neck was burned all the way.

He Yuan didn't answer, just smiled, and said with deep meaning: "Take it to a good place, and do some fun things."

"Shao Moji, are you going?" Song Qingchen couldn't stand these nasty words, so he simply grabbed the rein from his hand and started shaking.

The black lima neighed in dissatisfaction, and was even more unwilling to leave.Song Qingchen was so annoyed that he turned his head and glanced at him, resentful and resentful.

He Yuan couldn't help laughing lowly. Seeing that he was in a hurry to ride the horse, he took the whip instead and smacked the horse's butt a few times.The horse walked slowly, carrying the two of them away like a walk, without any sense of urgency.

Song Qingchen frowned, and said dissatisfiedly: "When did you like to ride sick and weak horses, why are you so slow?"

He Yuan leaned close to his ear and whispered, "You didn't say 'war horses have spirit'? How can you say he is a 'sick horse'?"

While talking, He Yuan snatched back the rein in his hand: "Can't you be gentle? Why are you in a hurry." At the same time, he turned the whip behind his back, and took advantage of Song Qingchen's unpreparedness, and swung it down fiercely. Immediately raised his front hooves, raised his head and neighed.

Song Qingchen lost his balance when the horse suddenly lifted his hoof.With a cry of surprise, he fell into the arms of the person behind him with all his strength.Only then did the horse stabilize on the ground and gallop forward.Immediately, there was only the whistling wind in my ears, and the feeling of coolness all over my body.Song Qingchen couldn't help grinning in the wind, and looked back happily.

He Yuan was caught off guard by him looking at him from such a close distance, and seeing him with a very clear expression and a smile on his brows and eyes, he was genuinely happy.He Yuan suddenly had some unbearable throbbing in his heart.The left hand on Song Qingchen's waist couldn't help tightening, and his breathing became heavy.

"There is no one on the mountain road at noon, hurry up!" Song Qingchen's eyes were bright, and he turned his head excitedly, urging him.

"Faster?" He Yuan laughed uncontrollably, "It's okay to go faster, but there is a condition, and it's up to you to agree or not!"