Fall In Love With A Substitute

Pushing Qinghe ruthlessly onto the chariot leaving the palace, Song Pianjue turned back to the palace, only to see a corner of her robe flash past the door.

Because the movement was too fast, Song Pianliu didn't even see the color of the corner of the clothes clearly, and suspected that she was dazzled.

When she walked into the hall, Feng Yuexian sat firmly on the chair, her breath was steady, she didn't even shake her steps, no matter how she looked, she didn't look like she was sneaking past the door.

"What?" Feng Yuexian asked her.

Song Pianyi shook her head and said with a smile, "It's nothing."

All the palace servants of Mingshou Palace retreated, Feng Yuexian let Yinbingyinyinxue retreat, leaving only Xueqing inside to wait on her.

Previously in the East Palace, Feng Yuexian never let them serve at night, and Yinxue and Yinxue were the masters to discuss important matters.

But seeing the princess, is there anything that the personal palace attendant can't know?

What can my sister-in-law say?

Yinxue closed the door of the palace, her curious little mind was filled with simple question marks.

Inside the hall.

Feng Yuexian opened his posture, implying something: "I just left the palace, you came to see Qinghe."

"Her visit came suddenly, and I didn't hand out a greeting card to the palace. I didn't expect it either."

Song Pianli became serious, her pretty goose egg face became more serious:

"Don't worry, there will be Aunt Fangruo guarding Zizhu Forest, no one will notice anything abnormal."

Feng Yue choked.

Is this what she worries about?

She put down the tea bowl, looked at Song Pianliu, and said, "With Qinghe's brain, I wouldn't find anything. But—"

"Huh?" Song Pianlu waited seriously for her next sentence.

Feng Yuexian really didn't think of any legitimate reason for a while, she thought about it, and slightly accused:

"We have a marriage contract, and we are newly married. When Qinghe entered the palace, the crown prince rushed to Mingshou Palace to meet her."

The more she talked, the more she felt that she was reasonable, and Song Pianliu was going too far, and the more she said, the smoother she said:

"Not only does it hurt my dignity, but it is also detrimental to the prince's upright image. Although the matter is urgent, we should try our best to avoid it in the future."

Song Pianlu finally understands what Feng Yuexian cares about - it seems that Feng Yuexian really cares about "decentness", in short, it means that face must be given to her.

She secretly wrote down the character traits of the partner, and assured her in a warm voice:

"Don't worry, it won't happen again in the future."

"really?"

Song Pianlu nodded confidently: "Well, when Luo Chen comes back, follow him all over the secret path, so you don't have to go through it in the open."

In this way, there will be no gossip, and Crown Princess Feng Yuexian's dignity will not be damaged.

"..."

It turned out that it had turned into a dark place.

The Crown Princess snorted coldly in her heart, and stopped talking.

Song Pianlu took the initiative to ask about the progress of the work: "Is today going well?"

"It's okay." Still knowing how to care about himself, Feng Big Mao's fur exploded a little smoother.

"That's good." Song Pianlu didn't ask too much, and gave the other party full trust.

Feng Damao, who raised his chin and waited for follow-up care, did not wait, and glanced at Song Pianliu.

Why don't you ask?

After waiting for another two breaths, seeing that Song Pianliu still didn't speak, Feng Damao thought for a while, thinking that it was probably because Song Pianliao didn't know why he was going out, and thought he didn't want to talk to her, so he thoughtfully didn't ask her any more.

In order to show his magnanimity, Feng Damao lowered his posture and raised a topic:

"I met some generals and reminded them to cancel the IOU."

Song Pianlu blinked, she really didn't expect this.

In the original world, this matter was advocated by Feng Yuexian. At that time, Feng Yuexian was unable to take action. This matter was done late, and it didn't develop like this.

In other words, Feng Yuexian left the palace in order to remove some obstacles to the decree he issued.

Song Pianxuan accepted this feeling very much, her heart was moved, and a smile appeared on her face naturally:

"I am very unfamiliar in the court, so I would like to thank Yue Xian for helping me everywhere."

Her smile is as pure and sweet as a gardenia with dew, and her voice is like a yellow warbler's twitter. Feng Yue Xianxin suddenly missed a breath, her throat tightened slightly, and she said:

"If I do this, it will be good for the Feng family, so thank you."

The benefits to the Feng family are self-evident - each family has to solve their own affairs, and the Feng family has a clue, but Li Zi may not be able to handle the civil servants under him.

The soldier ruffian has a big temper, but he is very straight-minded, and those who are not straight are blocked by Feng Yuexian's trick.

But literati are different, they have the most eyes, and they are very talkative, and no one is willing to spit out what they eat unless they have to. Whether Li Zi can suppress them is one thing.

In addition to the faction, there are also many nobles outside the faction. There are all kinds of high-ranking officials from the royal family and the country. Half a decade is enough for him to do?

Don't make it hard to do it with a strong hand, and the higher-ups must be held accountable.

If according to what Song Pianjue said, if you really come to arrest someone, you will definitely offend that family to the death, and from then on, you will never communicate with each other.

Li Zi got this errand, so he is doomed to be unable to have both.

When Feng Yuexian learned that Song Pianju had pointed out Li Zi to run an errand, she immediately understood that this matter was not only about checking the treasury, but also beheading Li Zi, the king of Chu's right-hand man.

"It's done extremely beautifully." Feng Yuexian sighed, looking at Song Pianlu with admiration and inquiry, "Even if it's me, I might not necessarily do better than this."

And Song Pianliu, a princess who lived in the deep palace for a long time, was able to overwhelm Li Zi in the court.

Song Pianli pursed her lips, feeling a little embarrassed.

Actually... this is what Feng Yuexian did in the original plot, and she only changed it a little, so it's really not an exaggeration.

"It's just a sudden whim, what Yuexian did could not be more meticulous and appropriate."

Song Pianjue turned and said softly:

"I also thank you for your care just now. With the help of the Feng family in the court, it really saves a lot of effort."

This is the performance of Chaoshang Feng Chenyi.

It turned out that Song Pianlu had noticed everything she did.

They all know that it is their own orders and their own will.

The blush at the end of Feng Yuexian's eyes was slightly deep, and his black eyelashes were lightly fanned, and he felt a little joy in his heart.

Like the tinkling sound of a thin brook, it smoothes out all the dissatisfaction and anxiety caused by uncertainty.

When the heart is received by the other party, you will be happy.

Feng Yuexian's ear tips hidden under the temples of her hair were burning softly, and her voice was also softened by the heat.

It's clearly not very polite words, said in this tone, as if gently complaining:

"It's not because I'm afraid that you will be angry again."

Song Pianli pursed her lips and smiled.

Reminds Feng Yuexian of the crabapple plant in the other courtyard, shy and timid, charming and charming.

If so, it was the petals of this crabapple that floated to the palm of my hand, if she peeled off her layer upon layer of beautifully made petals, revealing——

She was breathless for a moment, not daring to think anymore.

But the king of Chu, who was far away in southern Yunnan, had no romantic thoughts at this time.

He gathered his staff in the study outside the palace, and the room full of staff and generals of the Southern Yunnan Army gathered together.

"...So, the disaster relief team is about to arrive in Surabaya, what do you think?"

The king of Chu has a clear and handsome face, with a bit of the elegance of a middle-aged handsome man. His ambition cannot be seen at all from his face, and he is waiting for his subordinates to speak freely.

"Just kill like the previous two times. Surabaya is in such a mess now, it's normal for some troubles to happen, haha!"

"No, no, there are [-] elite soldiers from the Northwest Army accompanying me this time. It's too risky."

"Why, are you looking down on my Southern Yunnan Army?"

"It's not that the subordinates make others want to destroy their own prestige, but... um..."

"Ahem, I think it's safer to bring several times the troops there."

"you--"

"Okay." King Chu raised his hand sullenly and said in a low voice, calming down the scene in an instant.

The one on the left is the military general, and the one on the right is full of aides from the palace. At this time, one side advocates fighting, while the other says that you can't beat him. If you really want to fight, don't feel ashamed and bring more people.

The king of Chu looked around from the field, and his eyes fell on No.1 on the left.

"Mr. Kang, do you have an opinion?"

"I'm not talented." Kang Xueying cupped her hands, "I think that with the current situation in Surabaya, we have achieved more than half of our goal, the public grievances have been aroused, the people have suffered enough, and we have also received the last payment."

"It's a good time to finish at this time. After all, this Jiangnan—or this world, will be your people from now on."

The last sentence was very flattering, King Chu narrowed his eyes, but said:

"It's too early to say that."

Kang Xueying smiled knowingly: "I'm being rude."

The king of Chu looked much more comfortable, and the relationship between the two courtiers was very harmonious, and he was stunned by the general next to him.

The literati flattered me!

Feeling comfortable in my heart and following my ears, the King of Chu felt that Kang Xueying's proposal was quite reasonable——

In the future, Jiangnan will be our own Jiangnan. Even if we use it to spoil and use it at this time, we can't let people die, otherwise we will have a headache in the future.

With a calm face, he made a resolution:

"Let Deng Bo enter Surabaya."

"I think it's wrong!" Immediately, a general stood up and cupped his hands.

"What's wrong?" King Chu smiled lightly.

"The previous imperial envoys entered Surabaya and ended up miserable. It makes no sense that the disaster is getting worse now, but it has calmed down."

"This is contrary to common sense!" The general named Dewey said sonorously.

"That's right!" Dewey was recognized as soon as he finished speaking, and when he looked up——

Why was Kang Xueying looking at her with approval?

"General Du is justified." Kang Xueying turned to the king of Chu and said, "The disaster in Surabaya has progressed to the present situation. Although there are indeed some rogues, it is far from enough to explain what happened to the former imperial envoy."

"On this, we need to put on another show, otherwise, we will be caught by the North."

The King of Chu nodded, his eyes wandering around the ranks of generals, before he called his name, a young general stood up with a haughty face:

"I would like to go!"

"It's been a long time since I've gone out to work out, please give me a chance." Xi Qingyan called the prince, far less respectful than other people, but seemed very close.

King Chu was startled, his brows slightly frowned.

Xi Qingyan...

He was dissatisfied with Xi Qingyan for doing this, but thinking about the virtuous concubine Xi Qingmei in the palace who doted on her younger brother very much, if Xi Qingyan wrote a letter to complain, it would be a headache.

Forget it, just take him out for a walk.

The king of Chu smiled elegantly: "Okay, Qingyan and Du Wei lead the army and go together."

After coming out of the palace, Xi Qingyan went to Kang Xueying's house for a drink.

"...The road pointed out by the master is very good. If the prince really let me go, I will definitely make a contribution this time."

"Then congratulate you first." Kang Xueying said after taking a sip of wine.

"But the lord pointed to Dewey to go with him, and if he is not sure, he will take the credit for me."

Kang Xueying understood that Du Wei had a higher rank and prestige than Xi Qingyan. Although the prince didn't say who was in charge and who was in charge, the army would definitely listen to De Wei when the two of them went there.

At that time, there will be no chance for Xi Qingyan to perform.

"My lord is very cautious." Kang Xueying said casually, "You two are brave generals, even if only one of you can go, you can still handle things well."

"By the way, the prince seems to be going out on the day you set off. If you really don't want to go with Dewey, why not—"

"Why not?" Xi Qingyan asked immediately, a greedy light appeared in his narrow eyes.

Kang Xueying paused, and Gu Zi waved her hand: "I'm drunk, don't worry about me."

Xi Qingyan clicked his tongue, but his mind was not on the banquet.

If Dewey can't set off together, wouldn't the credit be all his own——

In order to grab the credit, Xi Qingyan was very active and injured Dewey's leg on the day of departure.

The king of Chu was not in the mansion, he was backed by the Xi family, and there was a virtuous concubine who was in charge of the sixth palace. No one dared to stop him, so he took [-] Fujian soldiers who were not in uniform to Sishui County to intercept.

The original intention of the King of Chu was to let them pretend to be bandits, obstruct and harass them a little, and then let the imperial envoys go to Surabaya for disaster relief.

But when the two sides actually met, I wondered if the elite soldiers from the Northwest had blanched their bones in Shangjing, their strength was weak, and they were beaten back steadily by the Fujian soldiers, Xi Qingyan grinned, feeling very proud.

Northwest elite soldiers fought and retreated while protecting Deng Bo, but there was no time to take care of the boxes of snowflake silver. I don't know who shouted in Xi Qingyan's ear:

"Master Xi, don't waste this money, it's all military pay when you bring it back."

yes.Xi Qingyan's eyes became brighter. If he not only completed the task, but also unexpectedly received hundreds of thousands of military pay back, no one would dare to underestimate him in the future.

As long as the imperial envoy is kept alive, he only takes half of the money, and the remaining half is for disaster relief, isn't it all right?What is the difference between those victims eating a bowl of rice and half a bowl of rice?

It's okay if you don't die.

Xi Qingyan made up his mind, raised his arms and shouted: "Take the silver away!"

He screamed loudly, and the Northwest elite soldiers rushed forward in response, the imposing manner almost made Xi Qingyan startled.

Fortunately, Deng Bo yelled like a screaming chicken greedily: "Let them take it away, take it away! You come to protect me!"

The beast that swooped over was caught by the rein immediately, and retreated cautiously unwillingly.

"Hahaha, your life is too miserable to have such an officer!" Xi Qingyan laughed heartily, his brows were filled with pride, and he was complacent.

Xi Qingyan's happiness was very long, until they took the heavy food and salary out of Surabaya all the way to the south of Yunnan.

His happiness was short-lived. They were separated by mountains and rivers from southern Yunnan, and they were overtaken by elite soldiers from the Northwest behind them. A total of 500 people surrounded them.

The eyes of the person at the head are fierce like a beast, and their voice is like the howling of a tiger and the roar of a wolf:

"The rebellious ministers and thieves who dare to intercept the money of the disaster relief officials will be arrested without letting go!"

"What... what's going on?" Xi Qingyan looked at the light of the knife, his legs became weak, and he almost fell off the horse.

He felt guilty and short of breath, and almost broke his voice: "You, don't you only have 200 people?"

Aren't you scared back by their team of nearly a thousand people?

Isn't Deng Bo afraid of death?

"Who are you?" Xi Qingyan still refused to believe it.

"I follow the order of the prince to secretly protect the imperial envoys for disaster relief and investigation."

"I didn't expect that you came so fast. If you want to come here, the imperial envoy was assassinated, and the food and salary disappeared, and you have nothing to do with it!"

"No, it's not me." Xi Qingyan finally realized the seriousness, "I am the younger brother of Empress Xian, the second wife of the Xi family—"

The man on the tall horse on the opposite side pulled out his ears and said coldly:

"Young Master Xi, let's save these words when we meet the crown prince."

Xi Qingyan tugged at the horse's reins, his body trembling, his teeth fighting up and down uncontrollably.

Facing the reality of falling into an ice cellar, the regret in his heart spread instantly.

Why did he take the initiative to bring the money over? Now that he got the stolen goods, he really got into trouble, and maybe even the concubine Xian couldn't protect himself.

Even, why did he take the initiative to help the king of Chu with this matter?

Can't you live well——

At this time, it was approaching dusk, the horizon was faintly yellow, the sky was dim, and the sky and the earth were lined up.

The Northwest soldiers are already shrinking the encirclement, like a pack of wolves hunting their prey on the vast land, they are ruthless, and they are bound to win.

Facing the fangs finally revealed by the Northwest soldiers and the absolute suppression by force, their own generals, not to mention taking the lead in charging and fighting back, almost sprained their feet when they got off their horses.

The [-] soldiers led by Xi Qingyan turned their backs and disarmed, like a flock of sheep being chased and intercepted by ferocious beasts.

When the commander of the Northwest Army went back to report the battle situation to Deng Bo, Deng Bo immediately let them go, and sent Xi Qingyan and the Fujian soldiers to Shangjing to wait for their fate——

This is the ironclad evidence of the Chu king's rebellion.

Never give the King of Chu the chance to react and chase him.

The commander took the order to go and personally escorted them back to Shangjing with [-] elite soldiers.Although there are only three hundred, it is enough to control these soft-footed soldiers.Showing weakness to the enemy before was just to "get all the stolen goods".

Deng Bo really only had two hundred elite soldiers left by his side this time, but he was not afraid at all.

Let's not say that the King of Chu hasn't found out that Xi Qingyan has done something wrong, even if he finds out, he can't do anything now, on the contrary, he still wishes for himself to be healthy and alive, otherwise he will be unable to argue with Shangjing.

The matter of investigating the case can be regarded as having a frown and an explanation, and now it is a matter of disaster relief.

The money was brought in, but there are many people who made natural disasters in any dynasty.Although the granary in the south of the Yangtze River is empty, the south of the Yangtze River has been rich and rich since ancient times. It is a small granary in Dali, and there are not many big grain merchants.

Facing the salary brought by the imperial court at this time, they brought the price unified by the Grain Chamber of Commerce, just like seeing the big customers in the business field, ignoring the skinny civilians begging on the street, and came to the Sheriff's Mansion with a smile.

They laughed, and Deng Bo laughed along, and even ate a delicious meal together.

The smell of meat wafted out of the mansion, and Deng Bo could hear the starving civilians scolding him outside through the wall, saying that he was a dog official who was going to die.

The public outrage is really raging, Deng Bo thought deeply as he chewed the sauced chicken.

The grain merchants over there were still talking about how much they would do to Deng Bo.

As long as Deng Bo works hand in hand with them, they are willing to offer him beautiful maids, gold, and all kinds of rare treasures. It is not a problem to get him four big courtesans and eighteen beautiful concubines.

There are even some treasures that ordinary merchants can't get at all. Needless to say, those who can be so arrogant in front of the officials and raise prices on the ground must have support behind them.

Deng Bo ate the red-flavored pork, put down his bamboo chopsticks and asked, "What's your usual food price? Is there a list?"

Without further ado, the grain merchant who had drunk too much asked the maidservant to bring a pen and paper, and wrote a price list for Deng Bo.

Deng Bo also said nothing, and called a guard:

"Go, post it outside, let everyone go to the grain store to buy grain at this price."

"Yes!"

The roasted suckling pig, lion's head, pipa and prawns on the chopsticks of the grain merchant were scared away, and the wine was almost fed to the nostrils.

Everyone looked at each other, suppressed the turmoil in their hearts, their faces remained unchanged, and some even laughed, with sneering and mocking expressions:

"What do you mean by that?"

Someone quickly took over the conversation and made a cup of tea for Deng Bo: "This price...is a bit low. My lord, you should think about it clearly."

"Everyone has their own rules. After all, as the old saying goes, a strong dragon can't overwhelm a local snake. If you don't follow our rules here, people outside won't be able to eat, and in the end you won't be able to get things done...but you."

He bit the word "you" very hard, made a cup of tea, and pushed it in front of Deng Bo. The grain merchant bowed slightly, his lips slightly curled up:

"My lord, look at this tea soup. This is the best tea from Jinyeling. It has been smoked with pine needles. If you like it, I will send someone to the house."

The highest-ranking grain merchant had a high-pitched voice, and said in a high-pitched tone: "The people outside blame you for not being able to eat, and the prince will also blame you later. Aren't you thankless for your hard work? Why bother, it's just a matter of money."

"No need." Deng Bo hiccupped, stood up, put the lid on the tea, suppressed the grain merchant's smile, and said with a smile, "Thank you for your hospitality today."

"However." He looked at the grain merchant who had spoken just now, "Who said that the people would blame me? My lord has already spoken, asking you to give food."

"If you don't sell it, how can they blame me? Huh?"

The faces of all the grain merchants changed upon hearing the words.

Deng Bo closed his smile and his face was cold and serious. He was escorted by the guards all the way to the outside of the Sheriff's Mansion.

Uneasy emotions piled up layer upon layer, and the muffled thunder created a terrifying dead silence.

The grain merchants chased them out, thick clouds rolled in, and thunder struck the ground!

"Dog officer! Let the food go!"

"Don't fucking think I don't know you're in cahoots!"

"Master Qingtian, I beg you, the children in the family are starving to death, please let them open a warehouse to release food!"

"The imperial court? What do the imperial court want to do? Do you want to drive up the price of rice with these profiteers?"

"Bastards, don't think we don't know you have food in your warehouse! Let it out!"

Crying, screaming, cursing, rumbling together, like thunder.

Deng Bo lowered his hands to cover up the noise.

"Folks—be quiet and listen to me."

There was an incredible calmness and smile on his face, and his voice was as steady as usual, which gradually calmed down the sound.

"The official has asked someone to post the price of grain, have you seen it? Buy it at this price, and those who have no money will wait in the west of the city. The porridge shed is being set up, and the porridge will start to be put out at Youshi!"

After he finished speaking, there was a silence, and only literate people looked at the so-called grain price with suspicion.

"This, so cheap??"

"The previous price has been restored, and it has been restored! We can afford it!"

"Master Qingtian, you are here and they are finally willing to sell!"

The people were restless for a while, and the joy of life was mixed with disbelief.

The grain merchants looked at each other in blank dismay, with surprise in their hearts.

"Wait, Lord Deng! We haven't agreed yet—"

"You don't agree?" Deng Bo suddenly raised his voice, his usual oily tone disappeared without a trace, he was majestic and inviolable, with awe-inspiring righteousness.

"Looking at the suffering of the Li people, you are not moved, and you still want to squeeze the people's blood. You really don't dare to punish you!"

The grain merchant took a light breath, but was not deterred.

On the Jiangnan side, the King of Chu’s influence had long overshadowed the court in Shangjing, and the court had been weak for a long time. The grain merchant was still weighing in his mind. He was suddenly poked in the waist by other companions, and reminded in a trembling voice:

"Stop talking, look at the bottom!" If you continue talking, you probably won't be able to go home alive.

The grain merchant turned his head and saw that the eyes of the people were fixed on him, with hatred, anger, and even murderous intent.

One or two people is nothing to be afraid of, but the hatred of dozens or hundreds of people is condensed in one place, like a sharp blade carrying wind and thunder, piercing towards oneself.

He only took one look, and his scalp felt numb, his spine felt like a needle prick, and cold sweat oozes from his back.

These people regard themselves as the chief culprit for starving them to death!

Before that, they still hated the imperial court for the delay in providing disaster relief, but when the imperial court expressed its position and supported them, what they hated was the grain merchants who were unwilling to sell grain.

These ignorant people and unruly people don't understand what checks and balances are, what the court is weak and the king of Chu is strong.

The imperial court has asked you to sell grain, and the imperial envoys have let you go. You must sell it at the original price!

The grain merchant wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead with shaking hands, and did not dare to say another word.

After the grain merchants did not dare to make mistakes, Deng Bo bought grain with the money of the court and sent it to various places in Surabaya.

There are still many follow-ups and details to be busy in disaster relief, but the good news can be sent back to Beijing first——

When Song Pianlu received the news, her brows and eyes widened.

At this time, there have been some changes in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The light Hexiang was burning on the Cuo Jinbo Mountain stove, and misty clouds of smoke rose up, curling faintly.

There is an extra table under the seat, which is set up for Feng Yuexian——

She used to come here, almost every day, Song Pianlu set up a VIP seat for her chief employee, which can also enhance the employee's sense of belonging.

At this time, the envoy brought good news, and heard that the person escorting Xi Qingyan was already on the way, Song Pianlu showed a comfortable smile, and subconsciously met Feng Yuexian's eyes.

Feng Yue sat down idly, and when she raised her eyes to look at Song Pianlian, her eyes were clear, and the tiny stars in her eyes seemed to be coated with a layer of temperature.

But she was more reserved and restrained, and said rationally:

"According to the time, I think Concubine Xian will soon receive the news, we must not slack off."

Song Pianli nodded, but still couldn't get rid of the smile on her lips, and boasted:

"There is really Deng Bo, and the errands are done very well."

Excellent?Is it so good?

No matter how good it is, it's better to give orders and protect the northwest soldiers well.

Feng Yuexian's heart was not so buoyant again, instead of looking at Song Pianchu, he began to look at the book in his hand, even turning the pages of the book in a calm and dignified posture:

"It's still eye-catching."

"Is that so?"

"Ah."

Song Pianlu fell into deep thought.

Isn't Deng Bo someone from Feng Yuexian?

Deng Bo didn't do everything she ordered. Why did the staff look unhappy when she turned a corner to encourage the staff?

Very puzzling.