The villain is far from my CP!

"teacher."

In the north of Jiangdu City, in Luyi, the closest to the Huaihe River, the young man folded his sleeves and bowed his hands, saluted respectfully, and then presented a scroll of blueprints.

"A few days ago, the heavy rain stopped for a while. The students personally inspected the upper reaches of the Huaihe River, and made a preliminary plan for water control in the future. Please have a look at the teacher."

"Well, come on, let me see if I have grown over the years."

The one called teacher by Qi Changting was none other than Chang Cen, governor of Jiangdu prefect handpicked by Emperor Huisheng.

Chang Cen spread out the picture scroll, and followed the Huaihe River from west to east with his fingers, stopping at several estuaries with large bends in turn. It was the place that was most severely affected by the waterlogging disaster, and it was also the place where Qi Changting made special annotations.

"That's right, the key locations are all right, and it's good that you noticed Huihe Lake." Chang Cen was very satisfied and pointed to the lake in Huainan County.

"Flooding in the six counties of Huainan has been a chronic disease since ancient times. This year, there was a little more rain, and it happened like this. [-]% of it is due to poor dam construction, and the remaining [-]% is due to the accumulation of silt in Yunhe Lake."

When Qi Changting heard the word silt backlog, his eyes moved, and he said softly: "It takes a lot of manpower and financial resources to clear the silt, and it takes a long time. Your Majesty..."

Chang Cen turned around and found Qi Changting still standing, beckoning him to sit down.

The two of them are like ordinary teachers and students among the people, obeying the king, relatives and teachers of the world, not even half of the emperor's family, and this is what Chang Cen was most satisfied with Qi Changting at the beginning.

"There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain." Chang Cen brushed off his official robe, tilted his head and said, "Since His Majesty sent me, trust me and do my best not to hide anything, in order to live up to the mighty grace of the Emperor. "

Chang Cen had been suppressed as Minister of the Ministry of Industry for so many years, and now he finally had the opportunity to show his ambitions. Although he didn't know why the emperor suddenly thought of him, he was very excited and didn't notice his student's reticence today.

The mighty grace of the emperor?

There was a flash of coldness in the boy's eyes, and only his teacher would feel that way.

Qingche Jian set off again from the majestic official team, and entered Jiangdu from the north gate about two hours later.

A plaque with "Jiangdu" in gold on a black background was hung on the towering city gate, and all the land two miles outside the city gate was cleared.

It was rare for Chang Cen not to be concerned about this kind of "extravagance". It is said that these days are not peaceful in Jiangdu.

But entering the city is quite different.

The hustle and bustle of the southern coast is fully exposed behind a wall. There are caravans, horses and horses coming and going, and various shops and restaurants lined up along the roadside.

The Sheriff's Mansion is located in the very center of Jiangdu City. In the nearest square city, there is a restaurant named Yuansheng. It is the only three-story restaurant in Jiangdu City. It is also the only way to reach the Sheriff's Mansion from the north of the city.

At this time, all the private rooms on the third floor of this restaurant have been booked.

Bai Qiao leaned against the window of a private room on the far side, watching the team escorted by soldiers pass through the street downstairs, thinking about the miserable situation of the villain, with a smug smile on his lips.

Today, the young man is still wearing the same light blue robe, riding alongside the new Jiangdu prefect, his back straight while talking and laughing, his folding fan swaying lightly, he is as graceful as a young master of the world, as bright as a jade tree before the wind.

At this moment, Baiqiao just wants to let the Jiangdu county guard disappear in place, and replace it with the heroine Ye Huan, let her watch the grand scene of CP tour Jiangdu up close, and make up for her regret of missing the famous scene.

Little did she know, the Jiangdu prefect whom she disliked, and the crimson official robe symbolizing a fourth-rank official, were burning hot in the eyes of several people in the private room next door.

The master of the Bai family stared at the man, his jaw almost couldn't close.

He guessed that Mr. Qi Zheng Qi was a son of an official family, but he didn't expect that he could ride side by side with the majestic fourth-rank sheriff, chatting and laughing happily.

What is this concept? !

At the beginning, Yan's family had been coaxing with rare and rare treasures for several years before they had a three-to-four relationship with the former Jiangdu prefect, but now, the celebrity around the current Jiangdu prefect wants to marry a girl from his Bai family!

Bai Yifeng was ecstatic, his mind was full of Baiqiao's marriage, and Bai Qing obviously thought of this too, but his reaction was just the opposite.

Her fingers were tightly wrapped around the handkerchief, and her face was pale.

What did she miss!

On the first day of arriving in Jiangdu, Chang Cen needed to hand over various matters to the county magistrate, and Qi Changting accompanied him until nightfall, so busy that his feet never touched the ground.

But even though Chang Cen came, he still didn't rest in the government office, and returned to the previous inn after leaving.

He Cheng followed behind Qi Changting.

He always felt that His Royal Highness was not in the right mood after seeing Chang Cen today, but he didn't know why.

The moonlight occasionally penetrated the layered dark clouds and hit the boy's body, turning into a thin circle of light, which was extremely bleak.

He Cheng pursed his lower lip, took a step behind when he entered the room, took a note from his subordinate, and smiled exaggeratedly after reading it.

"Your Highness, according to the news from the Eastern Capital, the eldest prince wrote to His Majesty a few days ago, accusing His Highness of being black, saying that Mr. Chang is your teacher. You deliberately did the opposite and let Mr. Chang be your teacher." This is the governor of Jiangdu."

"Oh?" Qi Changting couldn't hear the ups and downs in his words, "What did the emperor say?"

"Your Majesty said that His Majesty is gentle, respectful and thrifty, caring about the common people, and keeping a low profile, so he would never play such a trick." He Cheng presented the note and sighed, "His Highness has been very effective in keeping a low profile all these years."

Qi Changting gave a pause for straightening his right hand for the folding fan, but he didn't answer the words or the note, and he lowered his eyes slightly and couldn't see the expression clearly.

"Gentle, respectful and thrifty?" The boy suddenly raised his hand to cover his face, and a low laugh overflowed from his palm.

He Cheng's smile froze, and he closed his mouth.

In the empty room, the only candle was swayed twice by the night wind, and then went out with a pop.

In the dark night, the boy sat with his head up against the table, his silhouette was lonely and alienated.

Gentle, respectful and thrifty, caring for the common people.

Seven years ago, when that person died, did he comment on Qi Jingmin in the same way?

Later, when the concubine mother died, did he comment on the queen in the same way?

"Okay, it really is fruitful. After studying for so many years, he finally gave me the same answer."

The young man's voice seemed to be moaning, and also seemed to be relieved, but at a certain moment, it seemed to be suppressing a ferocious beast, which might escape from its cage at any time.

"He Cheng, do you think the silt needs to be dredged?" He asked suddenly.

Yes.

These two words almost blurted out.

He Cheng closed his mouth and said, "But it's up to His Highness to arrange."

laugh.

There was a sneer from inside the room.

Qi Changting wiped his face hard.

After all, he became the person he hated the most.

The author has something to say:

Bai Qiao: You beat the villain hard for you, praise me quickly!

Qi Changting (frank and open.jpg): Thank you, Aqiao.

Qi Jingmin:?I am the hero!

PS.

A good son in troubled times——Sima Qian · "Historical Records"

Bright as a jade tree before the wind——Du Fu's "Song of the Eight Immortals in Drinking"