Xiao Jiaojiao suffered from morning sickness and had many babies, and was pampered by Qing Leng'

As keen as Xie Yuan was, he quickly noticed his wife's gaze. Fortunately, he had already finished writing the memorial.

"Why don't you read?" He turned his head and looked at his wife with gentle eyes.

"The book is not as good as yours!"

Xie Yuan's lips curled up slightly when he heard this.

"Not enough?"

Jiang Mingyue shook her head gently, held the man's face and kissed it.

"Of course I can't see it enough. I will watch it for the rest of my life!"

She glanced at the memorial and asked, "Have you finished writing it?"

Xie Yuan said 'hmm'.

"Can I see it?"

After all, this is the first time that my husband has written a memorial.

"of course can."

Xie Yuan picked up the memorial and handed it to her.

After Jiang Mingyue read the memorial, she looked at her husband in surprise: "Did you tell the Holy One?"

This memorial is written about Xie Yuan's application for transfer.

"Well, this morning the Holy One asked me what reward I wanted, so I took advantage of the situation and told him that I wanted to go to Yuanjiang Mansion."

"Does the Holy Spirit agree?"

"I said I have to think about it, but I guess it's close, because we both know there is no one more suitable than me."

Jiang Mingyue put down the memorial after hearing this.

"Doesn't that mean we can go to Yuanjiang Mansion soon?"

Xie Yuan does not plan to take his wife to Yuanjiang Mansion, at least not this year, as it will be very dangerous. But now he doesn't plan to tell his wife, so as to save her sadness.

"Well, it's very late, let's go back to the house and rest!"

Jiang Mingyue stretched out her hand towards the man and said coquettishly: "My husband, I can't walk on my back, my legs are sore!"

Xie Yuan smiled and hugged his wife.

Jiang Mingyue was startled when her body suddenly hung in the air. She immediately wrapped her hands around the man's neck, pressed her cheek against his warm chest, and yawned.

"Am I a lot heavier than before?"

Xie Yuan said softly.

Jiang Mingyue; "..."

His face instantly turned red, and he was embarrassed. The little hand placed on his shoulder pinched him restlessly, but without much force, as if it was scratching an itch.

"Put me down! I'll go alone."

Xie Yuan chuckled softly and teased his wife before saying: "It's good to have a little flesh, and it feels like cotton when held in my arms."

He carried her all the way back to the bedroom with very steady steps.

At the same time, in Yuanjiang Mansion, Jiang's clerk's room was still brightly lit, but he was usually dealing with things. Today, he was obviously a little absent-minded. He glanced out from time to time, as if he was waiting for someone.

Time passed bit by bit, and at the end of Xu Shi, there was suddenly a rush of footsteps outside. Jiang Wen stood up suddenly. As soon as he walked out from behind the desk, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside. Jiang Wen watched as he walked in. The person who had been holding on to his heart finally fell to the ground and let out a sigh of relief.

Shen Bingxin looked at her worried husband, relaxed at a speed visible to the naked eye and said warmly: "Don't worry, we are back."

Jiang Wen helped his wife sit down, poured a cup of tea and handed it to her and asked, "How are you guys?"

"Both Mao Shaoxia and Xiao Wu were slightly injured."

Jiang Wen couldn't help frowning when he heard this.

"What about the rest?"

"Everyone else is fine, but many people from the merchant, Lu family, and Qian family were killed or injured."

Jiang Wen nodded.

"If you go for an assassination, people will naturally die."

What he didn't say was that as long as his people were okay.

"Did you succeed?"

Shen Bingxin said 'hmm'.

"Uncle Mao approached Zhang Zhongyue under our cover. Although he did not kill him on the spot, he stabbed him again. Miss Miao also applied a secret medicine on the sword, enough for him to drink a pot."

Jiang Wen had a slight smile on his face when he heard this.

"However, we did not stop Zhang Zhongyue. This time he did not stop even though he was dragging his sick body, but his speed was a little slower. According to our estimation, he will enter Yuanjiang Mansion in five days."

"This result is already very good. After all, we have delayed him for another two months."

Shen Bingxin said 'hmm' and asked in a low voice: "How are we doing here?"

"I have transferred all the properties that can be transferred to the dark place to the dark place, and I have also transferred the people away. Most of the properties on the surface have been rented out, and now I only keep a few. A shop."

"So I feel relieved. When we came back from Kyoto, my son-in-law repeatedly reminded us that we must keep a low profile in the future."

Jiang Wen also knew that Zhang Zhongyue would definitely take action after he came back. Before, his focus was on the Jiang family, but now that the Jiang family has been defeated, he should not target the Jiang family again.

"Did you remind the merchants, the Yang family, and the Lu family?"

"We have all been reminded, but their foundation is stronger than ours. As far as I know, they have started cooperating with the few people sent by the Holy Spirit."

Shen Bingxin raised her eyebrows when she heard this and held her husband's hand: "We are not bad either. That Captain Zhao is really not simple."

Jiang Wen smiled when he mentioned Zhao Mingli.

"He really gave us a surprise."

Because Zhao Mingli was the first to establish a foothold among the few, although he secretly helped him a lot, it also showed from the side that he was a very capable person. During this period, he had led a group of his The navy went out for training on the island. When Zhang Zhongyue returned to the navy, even if he had to deal with him, he would be able to save his life.

"Anyone who can be valued by our son-in-law and son can't be bad."

Shen Bingxin paused and asked, "Is there any movement over there from the prefect?"

Jiang Wen nodded.

"That means he will definitely be transferred this year."

Jiang Wen said 'hmm'.

"I don't know who the Holy Spirit will send here."

"No matter who it is, it will always be a good thing for us."

Jiang Wen helped his wife up.

"You are also tired after this trip. It's very late and you should go to bed early!"

The next day, after the dynasty dispersed, Song Ming summoned Mr. Shen Ge alone.

The two began to discuss who should be assigned to the Yuanjiang Mansion. After a while, Song Ming took a sip of tea, looked at Shen Ge and asked, "Ai Qing, what do you think of Editor Xie?"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Shen Ge knew that His Majesty wanted to send Xie Yuan to Yuanjiang Mansion. He thought slightly and said respectfully: "He is very good, and he is different from others."

Song Ming smiled when he heard this.

"He is very much like a calf."

Mr. Shen Ge's heart beat rapidly. Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. I don't know what Xie Yuan has done in the past two days to give His Majesty such an impression. But what he meant by His Majesty's words was...

"Aiqing, thank you Aiqing for speaking out yesterday and telling me that he wanted to go to Yuanjiang Mansion..."

He recounted yesterday's conversation between the monarch and his ministers to Mr. Shen Ge.

Mr. Shen Ge listened very carefully, and then discovered that the Holy Master and Xie Yuan coincided with each other.

"I want to transfer Cao Zhong, the prefect of Yuanjiang, back to Kyoto."

"Your Majesty wants to appoint Xie Yuan as the prefect of Yuanjiang?"

"He is a talent that can be made, and he is also a good knife that has not yet been sharpened. The incident in the Yuanjiang Mansion can be used to sharpen him."

No matter what Mr. Shen Ge was thinking in his heart, he said: "Your Majesty is wise, but editor Xie is a bit younger after all. It may be difficult to convince the public when he first enters Yuanjiang Mansion."

"What Aiqing said is right. He still needs someone to take care of him. What do you think of my Xiao Wu?"

Old Shen Ge's heart skipped a beat. It turned out that the Holy Master had already planned it, and maybe he had already started the layout.