The villain is far from my CP!

The Yan family set their sights on Baiqiao again, but at the same time, another group of people also set their sights on Baiqiao.

"Borrowing money from the counter shop can not only repay the grain merchant's money, but also force the central general to give him disaster relief funds," the young man rubbed his thumb on the hilt of the sword unconsciously, and muttered to himself: "How could the third child think of such a thing?" Killing two birds with one stone.”

If he just thought about it, he actually borrowed money from the cabinet shop, Huang Sheng didn't even have the ability!

"Check it out, let me check it out!" Qi Jingmin's warmth and jade finally cracked for a moment, "Qi Changting has no ability to come up with such an idea, check who is around him recently, and report back immediately!"

"Yes." The guard took the order and was about to leave, but was suddenly stopped again.

"By the way, there are more," Qi Jingmin took two steps forward, and lowered his voice to advise: "The new governor of Jiangdu, let the people of Dongdu serve me some snacks."

"This time, we can't make any more mistakes, understand." He stared into the spy's eyes seriously, and paused word by word.

The young man's voice became gentle again, but the guard felt that his gaze was like a sharp knife against his back.

"Yes!"

The torrential rain in Huainan for more than 20 days finally came to an end. Although the losses were heavy, the disaster relief work in all counties was proceeding in an orderly manner, and finally the former Jiangdu county guard was escorted to Beijing.

Qi Jingmin was far away in Huainan County, so the escort could only be entrusted to Qi Changting to preside over it, and the county magistrate who was temporarily acting as Jiangdu's affairs finally got to meet the Third Highness, who was so unpredictable.

"Your Highness, this way please." Jun Cheng slightly bowed and led Qi Changting into the mansion, and served hot tea in person.

Qi Changting glanced across the teacup, and glanced at the sheriff in a nonchalant way.

I have to say, this is a smart guy.

Although it was Qi Jingmin who promoted him to the position of temporary governor, but now Qi Jingmin obviously does not intend to remove this "temporary governor" for him, so the county prime minister immediately turned his head to show his affection to the third prince.

With a smile on his face, Qi Changting listened to the magistrate's report on his work, nodding from time to time, but he didn't answer.

At a certain moment, the hall suddenly fell silent.

After a while, Jun Cheng's sneer sounded.

The man lowered his head slightly, leaned sideways to the first place, and asked in a low voice: "I dare you, I don't know if there is a candidate for the new county sheriff, and when will he take office?"

The silence of the superior made the air in the hall a bit thicker. Jun Cheng felt the eyes looking at him, and his body tightened. Just as he was about to say something to show his loyalty, he heard a chuckle.

The young man picked up the teacup and scraped off the foam, and said in a harmonious voice, "Your Majesty, don't worry too much. If you don't know, I don't know either. It's better to be patient and let His Majesty make arrangements."

Thousands of miles away, in the Eastern Capital, Miyagi, and Zichen Hall, the early dynasty has not yet ended.

Emperor Huisheng moved his sore neck, frowned and looked at the few ministers who were still arguing in the hall.

It has been a long time since Chaoshang had such a violent conflict, he recalled.

"Master Wang is proficient in matters of money and grain, so it would be perfect to be transferred to take charge of this granary in Jiangdu!" An old minister said angrily, followed by "Your Excellency's words are very true".

"Absurd, isn't this year's waterlogging enough to teach you a lesson? The most suitable person in Jiangdu is a master who is proficient in water conservancy, such as Mr. Zhang. If you put the people in your eyes, you should let him go!"

The two groups of people fought with red faces and thick necks, so that no one noticed that the person sitting on the high steps stood up at some point.

Emperor Huicheng's personal lieutenant was in a cold sweat, and he wanted to do something but was interrupted by a direct wave of his hand.

"How long has it been since I ascended the throne?" the emperor quietly looked down and asked softly.

"Back, back to Your Majesty, Your Majesty was enthroned at the age of 13 and has been in power for 28 years now."

"Oh, it's been so long, no wonder I can't remember clearly, are they always so noisy?" Emperor Huicheng asked again.

The Zhongguan opened his mouth and stammered: "No, not really, it's just that Jiangdu is too important, so, so..."

So the two princes fought a little too much.

Of course he didn't dare to say such words, and he didn't even dare to raise his head.

He heard a chuckle from the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, and then he saw Emperor Huicheng leave all the ministers behind and walk away from Zichen Hall with his hands behind his back.

"Retreat—"

The Zhongguan's flustered, but very penetrating voice resounded through the empty hall, and the quarreling ministers suddenly stopped talking.

Everyone looked at the empty dragon chair, and they didn't know who was the first to fall to the ground with a plop.

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty bowed their heads and shouted long live, and no one dared to get up without authorization.

Emperor Huisheng returned to the Chaowu Hall, the table was already full of memorials, the emperor stepped forward and randomly picked up one, opened it to recommend the official surnamed Wang, threw it away and flipped another one, the one recommended was Master Zhang .

Emperor Huisheng held the memorial, turned around suddenly and threw it out viciously.

The anger of the emperor is like thunder, and so is the wimpy emperor.

The court ladies and eunuchs kneeling on the ground in the hall.

"Come on!"

"My servant is here!" One of the little eunuchs stepped forward on his knees.

"Here, list the names of the officials mentioned in these papers, remember how many people recommended them, and who recommended them, not one of them is missing!"

"Yes!"

There was chilling silence in the Chaowu Hall, the little eunuch Fan Zhezi's hands were shaking, and it took a full half an hour to count and submit the results.

Emperor Huisheng looked over line by line, his veins throbbing with anger.

"Okay, that's great!" He sneered, "There are so many fourth-rank officials from the Ministry of Household Affairs and the Ministry of Industry, I don't believe there is nothing else that can be used!"

Among the recommended candidates counted by the little eunuch, there are the left and right servants of the household department, the right servant of the engineering department, and even two fifth-rank inspectors from the household department.

Emperor Huisheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and tapped on the paper, "Come here! Chang Cen, the left servant of the Propaganda Department, I want to see him."

The Zhongguan hurriedly responded, got up and delivered the decree.

"Xuan—the minister of the Ministry of Industry, Chang Cen, see—"

The long and sharp hooting sound drifted far away, like a sword blade tearing through the bright and prosperous brocade.

Chang Cen, the most insignificant left servant in the Ministry of Industry.

Almost no one remembers that he accepted a student five years ago.

The author has something to say:

Emperor Huisheng: Stupid author, are you polite?Is there an emperor more useless than me in this world? !

Stupid author: Well, there are actually, do you want to try it?

Emperor Huisheng: ...Come here, drag it down and chop it up!