Wear books to become a villain’s bride, and a miracle doctor takes him into space to be exiled

"Don't call me a kid, I'm not a kid anymore." Chu Shaoyun protested dissatisfied.

He is worthy of being half of the Chu family, so why is he such a little devil?

If Gao Liu'er heard this, where would he turn his face?

Feng Qingchen asked with a smile: "How old are you this year?"

"I'm going to be fifteen soon." After Chu Shaoyun finished speaking, he immediately added, "I'm sixteen years old."

"It's very big. When will the crowning ceremony be held?"

Feng Qingchen laughed loudly and rode to the magistrate's office.

Chu Shaoyun was so angry. Was he mocking himself for not being an adult?

Age doesn't mean anything. My sister and brother-in-law are not very old either. Didn't they save people from two cities?

Chu Shaoyun whipped his horse whip and chased after him angrily.

Yan Ruoli and Ye Weiyun are receiving officials from the court who are delivering disaster relief supplies.

They were still exiled prisoners, so naturally they could not come forward to receive him in their own names. They could only push Fan Xuan out, and they followed Fan Xuan as followers.

Fan Xuan had two heads and one head, and his nerves were tense.

It's not easy to deal with this situation today, maybe something will happen.

Both parties are not easy to mess with. He is really unlucky. It would be great to enjoy it in the house.

Fan Xuan is now more and more accustomed to his role. He doesn't have to deal with official duties, he just works as a salted fish every day and just enjoys himself. Where can he find such good things?

He was quite grateful to the king for sending him two capable generals to handle the official affairs of Nanzhou City in an orderly manner.

That's all, cheer up today, protect both sides, and send the court officials back as soon as possible.

Fan Xuan put on a standard smile and greeted Mr. Wang, the official who was transporting supplies from the imperial court.

"Master Wang, it's been a hard journey."

Mr. Wang also had a standard smile on his face and said, "Hello, Mr. Fan, Nanzhou has been hit by a disaster. It's nothing to work hard for the people."

As usual, Fan Xuan praised and complimented you, and then said: "Your Majesty, my subordinates have ordered a banquet to be held for you. Your Majesty, please invite me."

Mr. Wang was already accustomed to this set of reception procedures and said with a smile: "Please, Mr. Fan."

"Wait a minute," Yan Ruoli reminded, "Master Fan, the relief materials have not been accepted yet."

Her voice was gentle, but it made Fan Xuan's scalp numb.

This little ancestor knew that she was going to do something bad.

Fan Xuan had no choice but to say: "Just leave the acceptance matter to Master Zhou and the others. Master Zhou is meticulous in his work and will check everything clearly."

Lord Wang was a little unhappy.

What's going on with Fan Xuan, the follower?No matter how big or small, how dare you teach the imperial officials how to do things?

Seeing Fan Xuan replying, he endured his displeasure for the time being and said nothing.

How could Yan Ruoli let him fool him? Her tone of voice was a bit stern.

"Master Fan, disaster relief is the most important thing in Nanzhou right now. You should do it yourself, how can you leave it to the people below?"

Fan Xuan's heart was filled with heavy rain.

Auntie, this is an official of the imperial court and you cannot afford to offend me.

Before coming, he had repeatedly emphasized to Yan Ruoli that he must greet Mr. Wang well.

Yan Ruoli smiled and nodded at that time, why did she change her mind now?

Fan Xuan said bravely: "Master Wang and the others have traveled such a long way, it's too hard. It takes a long time to check and accept the relief supplies. Only after they have eaten enough can they have the energy to do things."

Yan Ruoli looked at the long row of relief supplies, then looked up at the sky and said, "It's still early for dinner. Mr. Wang must have had lunch on the road. These supplies don't look like a lot. , I’ll finish the acceptance soon, and I’ll definitely be in time for dinner.”

"Well," Fan Xuan said in embarrassment, "not only eating, Master Wang also needs to take a bath and rest first after a long journey, doesn't he?"

He turned his back and kept winking at Yan Ruoli.

Yan Ruoli pretended not to see it and asked loudly: "Master Fan, which is more important, the court affairs, or bathing and eating?"

Fan Xuan was speechless and couldn't answer.

Of course he knew which one was more important, but these relief supplies could not be accepted in front of Yan Ruoli and Ye Weiyun.

There was something fishy about it, and he was quite aware of it.

The usual practice for this kind of thing is that everyone turns a blind eye and passes by.

I'm afraid the amount of relief materials Mr. Wang received was incorrect and was withheld by the officials who distributed it.

He wants to deduct a little from himself, and maybe take some advantage from others.

I'm afraid there won't be much left after it is sent to me, but it won't be too little. I just need to close my eyes and sign for it randomly.

It is not up to him to decide whether these supplies will be distributed or not.

In this way, everyone can benefit.

But this time, these two ancestors who could not afford to offend came back and insisted on acting in a business-like manner. This was Fan Xuan's headache.

Mr. Wang became impatient with waiting, his face dropped, and his expression turned ugly.

The dignified magistrate, can't even get a follower?

"Master Fan, I'm tired, so I'm going to rest first. Please ask someone to take us to the post house."

His tone was very unkind, which made Fan Xuan feel uneasy.

This person is from the capital of the country. If he goes back to read a book, he will be so far away that it will be difficult to defend himself.

"Sir Wang, please wait a moment. I will send you there in person right away."

Fan Xuan comforted Mr. Wang, turned around and winked at Yan Ruoli, signaling her to leave it alone for the time being.

Yan Ruoli ignored him and said to Zhu Tongpan and Zhu Ziyu, "Zhu Tongpan, please bring someone to check and accept the supplies."

Zhu Ziyu was also quite aware of the court's intrigues and was very resentful. He had complained to Gu Changshi and Gu Xiaoran many times in private.

Helpless officials are undervalued, and there is nothing they can do except complain in private. They can only watch these officials become corrupt and watch the people suffer.

At this time, seeing Yan Ruoli asking him to check and accept the supplies, he perked up and said loudly, "Yes."

He took his men with him and went to inspect the relief supplies.

He is now completely convinced by Yan Ruoli and Ye Weiyun. He does not care about their status as exiled prisoners and follows their orders one by one.

Someone has finally arrived in Nanzhou who can control Fan Xuan. God is really wise. Of course, he must cooperate with them well.

Master Zhou hurriedly followed, thinking that if something happened, he would have to find a way to remedy it.

He complained about Yan Ruoli and Ye Weiyun in his heart. He really didn't know how high the earth was.

Aren't they queens of high-ranking officials in the capital?Why do you act so carelessly?

Yes, most of them were exiled just because they didn't know how to do things.

They were all exiled, so why did they come to Nanzhou to harm them before they learned their lesson?

Sir Fan, why should you obey them?This might cause trouble.

When Fan Xuan saw that Zhu Ziyu was really going to inspect the relief materials, he hurriedly stopped him: "Zhu Tongpan, come back."

Zhu Tongpan wouldn't dump him even if he did.

He had had enough of Fan Xuan's anger, and now he was not the one who kept his word in Nanzhou.

Mr. Wang was furious and said: "Mr. Fan, you are still a prefect, can't you even control your own subordinates and concubines?"