After rebirth, I joined forces with my mortal enemy to seek revenge.

Pei Jiaoran was thinking about leaving, and the public rooms in various places in the Governor's Mansion were also brightly lit. The disaster reports submitted by the counties under the jurisdiction are piled on the desk. However, the purple-robed senior official in the main seat didn't even look at him, his legs were resting on the desk. The scribe on the side was busy writing based on his words.

"Provincial Governor, aren't we going too far?" The scribe holding the pen looked hesitant on his face. After careful consideration, he said, "Shilang Pei will be here tomorrow, and the memorial will be falsified. What if she sees the clues?"

Glancing at him, Quan Dehui picked up the book next to him and smashed it, "It's bigger than your mother. What's there to be afraid of as a female? And this is my Quan family's territory. Anyone who comes in must give it to me." Act with a low head. Besides, she is a woman who doesn’t know how to get to the position, and she has nothing to be afraid of. But I heard from Chang Shi that she looks good, so you can make good arrangements for tomorrow’s banquet."

Liao Zuo nodded in agreement, and based on Quan Dehui's words, he drafted a memorial to the court to declare the disaster.

The governor is in charge of the military, government and people's livelihood of a state, and has great powers. Originally, after a disaster occurred according to the regulations, the county magistrates of each county under their jurisdiction would first report the actual disaster situation, and finally the governor's office would compile the actual situation of the disaster and then report the actual situation of the disaster to the court, and the court would provide relief benefits based on the situation. Since the implementation of the two-thirds tax system, although the imperial court has given certain powers to local governments to provide disaster relief on their own, they will still send envoys to review the disaster situation and confirm that the reported disaster situation is true to prevent anyone from committing fraud.

This is because the imperial court often grants tax exemptions to the people based on the disaster situation. The implementation and implementation of this decree is also extremely important, so the envoys who come to review the disaster situation must also understand the actual situation and confirm that the memorials submitted to the court are correct, so that the central government can provide disaster relief according to the situation.

After the disaster in Tongzhou, it was Pei Jiaoran who took charge of the review. However, in Quan Dehui's eyes, she was just a female prostitute. She might have gotten to this point through some shady means, so she was not something to be afraid of at all. Besides, there are many gentry in the same state, how can a powerful dragon overwhelm a local snake?

The sky was getting brighter before I knew it, and the rain had eased a lot. The scribe Bingbi handed the written memorial copy to Quan Dehui for his review.

After flipping through it casually, Quan Dehui nodded with satisfaction. He gathered the troops and went to the post in person to greet the minister from Chang'an.

Quan Dehui and his party were stopped at the door of the post. The Shence sergeant at the door was quite cautious, and he also maintained his identity as a Shence soldier. Then he asked him to wait at the door while he went in to report.

Sergeant Shence went to knock on the door, but no one opened the door after knocking for a long time. In a hurry, he opened the door and found that there was no one in the room. He was startled and ran out in a hurry. He shouted loudly in the post house.

The remaining Shence sergeants in the post ran out and looked at him with strange faces.

The man cried: "It's over, General Li and Minister Pei are gone."

Quan Dehui, who was waiting at the door, naturally heard the movement in the inn and rushed in with others. He grabbed the collar of the Shence sergeant just now and said angrily: "What did you just say?"

"General Li and Minister Pei are gone!" Sergeant Shence whispered.

Quan Dehui's eyes suddenly became gloomy, and he sent his sergeants to surround these Shence soldiers first, and also sent people to search everywhere in the inn to find them.

Yi Cheng lowered his head and said nothing, for fear that he might accidentally offend this evil god.

"Shilang Pei left a letter." A sergeant ran out with a joyful expression.

I took the letter and opened it, only to see one sentence written on the letter.

"The sun does not know night, and the moon does not know day. The sun and moon are bright, but they cannot do both."

Looking at this sentence, Quan Dehui frowned. He turned around and left the post, leaving someone behind to watch the group of Shence troops. Although the Quan family is powerful, it has not yet dared to openly attack the Shence Army.

When Quan Dehui left, Pei Jiaoran and Li Xiujing also took He Liang and the others out of the city, and the group rushed to Heyang County.

In order to make the journey easier, he had to abandon his car and ride on horseback. Zhou Mancao and Wu Lingjia were guarded in the middle, while she and Li Xiujing led the way.

Heavy raindrops fell mercilessly, hitting the bamboo hat above his head. The rain blurred my vision.

"Jiajia, no, it's raining too much. How about we rest at the porridge shop in front for a while and then continue on our way?" Li Xiujing said.

When asked, Pei Jiaoran nodded.

The group of people rode towards the porridge shop, reined in their horses and dismounted. After entering the porridge shop, Pei Jiaoran walked towards the pot. Looking into the pot, there was very little millet in the pot. When I took the pot with a spoon, I could actually pull out a lot of sediment.

Looking around, I didn't see a single guard. Pei Jiaoran squeaked coldly and dropped the pot and spoon in his hand.

Li Xiujing, who came in after feeding the horse, caught a glimpse of her like this and handed over the biscuits in his hand, "Let's eat something first."

After breaking off the cake and taking a bite, Pei Jiaoran turned his head and looked at Zhou and Wu who were eating the cake at the side. She closed her eyes, fatigue showing on her face.

The group of people traveled all night and were already exhausted. It's raining heavily now, so it's time to take a break.

"Drink some water." Li Xiujing handed her the water bag, "Let's go to Heyang first?"

After taking the water bag and drinking it, Pei Jiaoran said: "The two lihang from Yushitai should be near Heyang soon. Then we can wait a little longer."

These two censors from Lixing had just been transferred back to Chang'an from local places. She looked through their resumes and was quite satisfied, so she transferred them from the Yushitai to accompany them. As soon as she entered Tongzhou, she arranged for the two of them to go ahead and go to the disaster-stricken counties to verify the disaster situation. As for the remaining officials from the Ministry of Water and the Second Department of Cangbe, she also arranged for them to review the disaster-stricken and disaster-relief situations in each county.

Pei Jiaoran, who was the Minister of Household Affairs, Fan Duzhi, and also had the title of Governor participating in politics. As the governor's relief envoy this time, he had the right to act on his own convenience. Not only did he not need to communicate with the local authorities, he could even deal with lawbreakers at any time when necessary. But she still chose to play it safe and did not confront the gentry in the same state head-on.

Although she understood what Pei Jiaoran intended with this arrangement, Li Xiujing still looked worried. He knew that she valued her grasp of the truth. Only by understanding the truth can we not be passive and have enough confidence to negotiate with those people.

After returning the water bag to Li Xiujing, Pei Jiaoran stood up and walked to the porridge pot. He stared at the steaming pot.

It's a pity that the clear soup in the pot has little water and no rice or millet. She scooped up a spoonful of porridge into the gapped bowl, raised her head and took a sip.

After just one mouthful, Pei Jiaoran spit it out. Wipe away the traces on your mouth and spread your palms. There was a pebble the size of a soybean lying in her palm.

"Jiajia." Wu Lingjia frowned and looked at her.

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran smiled and said, "The food that you can't eat no matter how hungry you are shows how unpalatable it is. If you have the chance, you must ask Quan Dehui to drink it himself."