Dressed as a villain eunuch, he was robbed by the world because of his sand sculpture.

Jun Jing closed the folding fan and said, "What's it called?"

"Master." Yue Fuling turned around and whispered, "Master, according to my revenge plan, if we can't break through the Zhao family from the outside, we will steal "Farming Essentials" from the inside. But before that, can you Tell me how to get to the Zhao family?"

Just as Jun Jing was about to speak, several officials appeared at the end of the dark street, pointing at Yue Fuling and shouting: "Where are the thieves from? Catch them quickly!"

Soon, four officials rushed to Yue Fuling, pinned her arms without politeness, and held her captive.

Jun Jing silently opened her fan and covered her face.

Yue Fuling said angrily: "Why do you call me a thief? I didn't do anything!"

"Looking like this, you are a thief. Otherwise, why would you be covering your face at night? You are still sneaking around. Let's take him back to the Yamen first!"

Yue Fuling died unjustly. She quickly pointed in the direction of Jun Jing, "That's my young master. I was with him. I'm really not a thief!"

The official looked at Jun Jing and saw that Jun Jing had an outstanding temperament. Just standing there made people want to bow their heads and salute.

"This young master, is what he said true?"

Yue Fuling said: "Master, you can't be cowardly at this time, a man can't say no!"

Jun Jing put away the folding fan and looked at her coolly, "Can you say no again? Don't want a man's dignity? Can your fragile heart withstand the sword of words again?"

Yue Fuling: "..."

What a vengeful thing.

Her body was bent under the pressure of the officer, but her head was held up stubbornly, announcing: "My principles and emotions have always been flexible and moveable."

Jun Jing shook his head and walked slowly closer, "He is indeed my servant. He was not trained well, and he asked several officials to show his favor."

Junjing is the emperor. Although these night patrol officers are called officials, they do not have formal approval documents. Most of them are hired by the government and are no different from civilians.

He didn't even have the chance to meet the emperor, let alone the king's mirror.

But Jun Jing was dressed in white, and the pattern on his collar glowed faintly with gold under the moonlight. At first glance, he was no ordinary person.

Several officials quickly let Yue Fuling go, "I'm sorry, there was a misunderstanding."

Yue Fuling knew that she couldn't blame others, but she would never blame herself. Every mistake she made was everyone else's fault.

She said: "It's okay. I don't blame you. It's all my fault that my young master didn't teach me well. It's all his fault."

Jun Jing closed his eyes and said nothing.

Several officials exchanged polite words and continued their night patrol.

There is no curfew in the Fengyi Dynasty, but it is an imperial city after all and is guarded by night patrols at night.

Yue Fuling pulled off her face covering and was still complaining about Jun Jing, "Master, why don't you give them some money to get something close to you?"

Jun Jing stared at her, "You don't know how to do serious things. You are proficient in sneaking, cheating and bribery."

Yue Fuling was puzzled. Based on her experience of reading more than 3000 million words of officialdom novels, isn't this the case?

The two people walked quietly under the moonlight, avoiding busy places and choosing secluded alleys.

In the silence, Jun Jing suddenly spoke: "I'm very curious."

Yue Fuling said quickly: "Don't be curious, curiosity will kill the cat."

Jun Jing: "..."

"Let me ask you, when we were in court earlier, why were you so sure that there was something wrong with the fact that rice could only be grown in the North? Have you been to the North, or did you say you knew about the Zhao family's conspiracy?"

Yue Fuling chuckled, "To be honest with you, I just made a wild guess."

"A wild guess? Aren't you afraid of guessing wrong?"

Yue Fuling held her head high and said, "It doesn't matter whether I'm right or not. What's important is my personality and attitude when facing difficulties! I must overwhelm them with momentum and make them feel ashamed!"

Jun Jing quickened his pace and said angrily: "I don't need to ask you more."

Jun Jing's legs were long, so Yue Fuling had to trot to keep up, "Master, I also have a question."

"Don't ask, curiosity killed the cat."

Yue Fuling: "..."

This damn vindictive thing!

"Why do you care so much about Feng Yi's farming skills? It doesn't look like Feng Yi is short of food."

"There are many wastelands in Fengyi." Jun Jing said after a moment of silence: "Fengyi is rich in silver, gold, and iron ores, but most of the land is not suitable for growing food.

Every year, Feng Yi buys most of his food supply from Yuan Chen State, and Yuan Chen State raises the price. The price of food is getting more expensive year by year, and..."

Jun Jing stopped talking.

When fighting and marching, food and grass are the most important.

The grain Yuan Chen sold to Feng Yi was not only expensive, but also limited.

This resulted in Feng Yi having to requisition food if he wanted to go to war, and the people would starve.

It is equivalent to Feng Yi's lifeline being pinched by Yuan Chen, so that Feng Yi can never grow stronger.

No matter how much money you have, it can't be turned into daily necessities.

Jun Jing became worried when he thought of this and frowned.

Yue Fuling opened her mouth wide and was shocked.

She suspects that Jun Jing is showing off his wealth, and there is evidence!

In other words, the Fengyi Dynasty was full of gold, and there were too many rich people, resulting in less land for farming.

She will!

She knows how to farm!

She is professional!

She also interned at the Academy of Agricultural Sciences!

Yue Fuling cleared her throat and tried to keep her tone calm, "Your Majesty, how much salary can those talented people in the Zhao family get in a year?"

"One year?" Jun Jing smiled, "The Zhao family treated them to ten thousand taels of gold a day, and countless houses and fields."

Yue Fuling looked at the sky, tears streaming down her face with excitement, "I'm going to be rich!"

She knew that studying medicine would not save Valoran.

Only farming!

She wants to engrave the 5000-year-old farming genes of China into the bodies of Fengyi people!

Jun Jing was accustomed to seeing Yue Fuling go crazy, and the searching in his eyes gradually turned into speechless.

After walking for a while, Jun Jing pointed to a large house not far away and said, "The Zhao family is here."

This is a big house, and you can't even see the end of it at a glance.

Occasionally, lights were still on in a few places, and the perimeter was guarded by forbidden troops.

Jun Jing has not yet found all the evidence to punish the Zhao family, and now he has only banned the Zhao family from traveling.

But this does not affect the life of the Zhao family.

Every morning, vendors will deliver the best food.

In the middle of the night, a beautiful lady will come into the house to accompany the lonely young men in the house.

Just like what Jun Jing and Yue Fuling saw at this moment.

Five sedans appeared at the side entrance of the mansion, and five slim women filed in.

The imperial army did not take care of it. After all, the Zhao family had a veteran from three dynasties and they did not dare to push too hard.

Jun Jing pulled Yue Fuling closer and whispered in a low voice: "Cover me."

Yue Fuling understood instantly that Jun Jing had to be the one to steal things.

She looked at the big yard, which looked like a man-eating abyss, and she felt like she couldn't get out once she got in.

Let Jun Jing die.

After those women entered the door, Yue Fuling lowered her head and followed behind. She wanted to get through but was stopped by the young man. "Stop, why are you following the third young master's yard? The third young master does not need you to serve him tonight. Come with me, old man." I need someone to take care of me over there.”

Although Yue Fuling was as short as a quail in front of Jun Jing.

But compared to normal people, she was tall, and if she raised her head slightly, she could completely block the sight of the boy in front of her.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jun Jing quickly slipped into Zhao Mansion.

However, Yue Fuling was being led away by the boy, looking confused.

Did she sneak in now?

Are the servants of Zhao Mansion a little too hasty?

Just as he was thinking about it, several guards came towards him carrying a stretcher. The boy in front hurriedly pulled Yue Fuling to one side and reminded her in a low voice: "Don't look around."

Yue Fuling lowered her eyebrows, and when the stretcher passed in front of her, she could smell the smell of blood.

Those on the stretcher were dead people.