The most powerful minister in the world

The water ripples were reflected by the moonlight, and Lian'er's biting red lips gradually softened, and her mood seemed to return to normal all of a sudden.

She blinked her almond-shaped eyes, happily walked over to hold the two girls' hands amidst everyone's surprised gazes, and said with a smile, "Are the two sisters always taking care of the young master in southern Xinjiang?"

"Yes."

Jingxi shouted loudly when he heard this, grabbed Lan'er's shoulders and took two steps back: "Don't talk nonsense, I just have a maid, her name is Lan'er!"

"Oh my, what a misfortune for my family." Li Min, who was watching the excitement, muttered without thinking it was a big deal.

Jingxi turned her head and glared, then she put her hands on her chin and teased Liu Huangying, "Your pig brother is burnt."

The anxious Jingxi stopped paying attention to everything behind him and raised his eyebrows: "Who told you to tell such nonsense?!"

The two girls said in unison: "Jingshuai asked us to say that. The original words are, after you two go, just do what I said and tease Sister Lian."

Hearing this, Lian'er blushed and snorted without saying anything. Jingxi pinched his brows speechlessly and said: "This damn old man is fighting on the front line, and he still has this free time. Hey, you two What is your name?"

Any fool can tell that they are twins, but the similarity is extremely shocking even among twins.

I saw the one on the left step forward and said: "I am the elder sister, my name is Liu An, and she is the younger sister, her name is Hua Ming."

"This..." Jing Xi swallowed, "It's really hard to open your mouth and scream, why don't you change your name?"

"As you wish."

Jingxi paced back and forth, looking at the peach blossoms in his eyes, he suddenly had an idea and said: "My sister's name is Taoyao, my sister's name is Taozi."

My sister's name is fair, but my sister's name is a bit too harsh.

However, neither of them meant to argue. They only nodded slightly and said, "Yes."

"By the way, what are your identities?"

"Secret."

"Master, I order you to say it!"

"Jingshuai's military orders are now greater than those of Second Young Master, so please forgive me for not obeying them."

Jingxi was still thinking about getting angry, but his raised arm was pulled off by Lian'er. Lian'er murmured: "Young master, there will always be opportunities in the future, don't be so anxious."

Don't talk about it. When Lan'er said this, Jingxi suddenly smiled and patted her hand gently. Then he turned to Taoyao and Taozi and said, "From now on, you two will protect Lan'er exclusively. Do you hear me?"

"Yes."

Jingxi didn't give Lan'er a chance to refuse. He stretched and yawned, "I'm sleepy, let's go back?"

As a result, a group of people walked back in the direction of Dancheng. It is worth mentioning that 10% of Liu Huangying's Peach Blossom Fat Pig is still edible.

Now he was sitting on the carriage, holding it up and gnawing away, his mouth full of oil and black charcoal.

After walking into the canyon for a while, he scratched his forehead and said, "Did you forget something important?"

"Damn it, Lao Mu hasn't gotten in the car yet!"

Liu Huangying thrust the pig rack into the front and shouted, "Master Jing, Lao Mu hasn't come back yet!"

After a breath, the valley echoed with this sentence: "That horse was trained by me myself. It knows the road. When it gets tired, it will go back by itself."

So, it wasn't until the early morning of the next day that the morning fog at the entrance of Dancheng government office was cleared away by a galloping horse.

Countless government officials gathered around, and when Yang Hu and Li Chengcheng, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, immediately stepped forward to check, Mu Sheng was lying on the horse, with messy hair and a little bit of foam flowing from the corner of his mouth.

When Yang Hu carried Mu Sheng to the warehouse, Liu Huangying was sitting cross-legged at the low table, drinking porridge and taking a mouthful of dust.

"Boss Liu, hurry up, prepare some hot water, I'm tired of looking at Mr. Mu."

"What?" Liu Huangying stood up suddenly, scooped a spoonful of water from the side and sprayed it on Mu Sheng's face, "This... Master Jing is too cruel."

Mu Sheng opened his hazy eyes, raised an arm and said weakly: "The only thing in the world is...only..."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Sheng passed out again.

When he woke up again, it was already noon. He coughed a few times on the bed, drank a large bowl of water, put on his coat and walked out.

What he was worried about was that there were still many unfinished official matters in the warehouse, so he held on to the wall all the way to the door of the warehouse.

I heard the sound of people moving around inside, and when I walked in, I saw Jingxi waving a pen on the desk and writing on the bamboo slips with ink.

"I must check this account clearly. Even if a bandit den has hundreds of thousands of soldiers, it is impossible for it to have so much money."

"Also, what is the name of the son of the Hangzhou magistrate?"

Liu Huangying wiped the sweat from her forehead and replied: "Liu Yuqi, Mr. Jing, do you still remember this matter?"

How could Jingxi not remember that when he was in Beijing to take the exam, he took the oil seller Wenxuan's sister by force.

Wenxuan informed the surrounding government offices, but no one dared to accept the case. In desperation, he had no choice but to take advantage of Chunwei's opportunity to pass the written examination and go directly to the court.

"Master, I was busy suppressing bandits a few days ago. This matter has been making me uncomfortable. Now I have my hands free. I don't want to turn Jiangnan upside down, or I will go backwards in the future!"

"Absolutely not!" Mu Sheng, who was holding the door, shouted dryly.

"Hey~ I can still stand up. I'm in good health. I'm not as helpless as you said. Most people would have to lie down for two or three days before they can barely get off the ground."

Mu Sheng, however, had no intention of joking with Jing Xi. With Liu Huangying's help, he slowly walked to the wooden chair and sat down.

"Ahem, Second Young Master, the prefect of Hangzhou, can be said to be the most difficult tree to shake except Li Chang. Moreover, we all seem to have overlooked one of the most crucial points!"

Seeing Mu Sheng's bold look, Jing Xi squatted on the chair and asked, "Which point?"

Mu Sheng grabbed the handle tightly and squeezed out three words from between his teeth: "King Annan!"

Jingxi's pupils shrank sharply and he slapped his forehead: "Indeed, he has never come forward. When we came to Jiangnan, he closed the door and thanked us."

"Ahem, this prince who was only one step away from the throne back then is definitely not an ordinary person. He has never appeared in our field of vision. There is definitely a big conspiracy."

"Slow down!" Jingxi squatted on the chair and touched his thumb, thinking, "Pang Dun'er, go get the list that Zhao Yingying gave you."

As soon as Liu Huangying left, a servant rushed in and immediately bowed and said: "Your Excellency, General, someone at the door reported that Du Ming, the tea field supervisor, died suddenly at home last night!"

Just between the sparks of calcium carbide, Jing Xi and Mu Sheng looked at each other. Jing Xi knocked on the table and said with tense teeth: "Check for me, is it a violent death or a homicide?"

"Yes!" The officer took the order and left.

"Ahem, Second Young Master, I'm afraid I won't be able to find anything. This guy is the least talked about. As soon as we finished talking, they have already started to take action."

Smart people never need to say unnecessary things in their conversations. The sudden death of Du Ming, the supervisor of the tea field, is obviously fishy.

If there was no trick, how could it be possible that Du Minggang died suddenly that night just after he claimed that he wanted to throw one hundred thousand taels of silver into Jing Xi's door?

"Look at this posture, you want to fight me with open swords and guns!"

He slapped the table and stood in the hall with his hands behind his back with great pride: "I'll take it, young master, that's it!"