The county magistrate is not slag very A

It is said in the book that the heroine finally rehabilitated Jiang Zhifu with the help of the hero, and the hero doesn't know where he is staying in that corner.

If the heroine has something to do, she thinks that she can help if she can, even if she can't be a good sister, at least she can leave a good relationship.

After all, the whole plot of this book revolves around the heroine, if one day I accidentally offend Jiang Fanyin, thinking of this help, at least I can not repeat the same mistakes as the original owner.

No matter what, keep your legs.

Jiang Fanyin looked at Song Boxue who was approaching him. The person in front of him had a pair of clear eyes, which were full of concern, clear and calm.

Her heartbeat stopped suddenly, and she hurriedly turned around: "I'm fine."

Song Boxue looked at the person who seemed to be running away, raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, why did he feel that the heroine was weird.

Jiang Fanyin hurried back to the room, locked the door behind him, and breathed a sigh of relief for no reason.

She checked the packages in the closet as usual, and took out a piece of parchment that she carried next to her.

This was given to her by her father before he was taken away, and it must be entrusted to a trustworthy person.

Looking at the contents on the parchment, Jiang Fanyin's mind flashed Song Boxue's appearance. Whether this person is trustworthy or not, there seems to be no clear answer.

Thinking of Song Boxue, she slowly frowned.

The wound on his neck seemed to be finally remembered, and there was a slight pain, showing his sense of existence.

Jiang Fanyin inevitably thought of last night, and when he heard the yamen servant say that Song Boxue was thirsty, why did he panic for no reason?I'm worried about that person getting sick.

She unconsciously touched the dagger in her sleeve, and her eyelids trembled.

The next day, the two walked to the front hall together, and Master Zhou was waiting here early as usual.

After saying hello, the three came to the second hall together.

Song Boxue thought for a while, and then started to drive people away: "It's better for Mr. Zhou to go and do other things."

Master Zhou's expression froze. In the past, this idiot didn't understand anything, so no matter what he did, he had to be by his side.

In the past few days, he seems to be deliberately keeping a distance from him, and even started to chase people away in a blatant manner.

He glanced at Jiang Fanyin at the side and knew it, but he didn't leave as he said.

"My lord, Jiang Qianhu came early in the morning, please see if he invited someone in."

Song Boxue gave him a surprised look, yesterday she just brought him in, but today she thought of asking her first.

Thinking of the poison, she said in a natural tone, "Master Zhou and Jiang Qianhu seem to be very familiar."

It's an affirmation.

Master Zhou's expression remained unchanged: "This subordinate has been in the city defense army for two years, and met Jiang Qianhu a few times."

To be precise, he used to be Jiang Wuyi's soldier. There is no need to hide this fact, because it is easy to find out that he joined the army.

but…

Is this idiot aware of it?

Master Zhou looked at Song Boxue casually, with a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"That's it, let's invite people in." Song Boxue smiled, and when Master Zhou left the door, the smile on his lips stopped.

She turned to look at Jiang Fanyin: "Sister Jiang, do you think Master Zhou has a reason to harm me, or Jiang Qianhu has a reason to harm me."

This unreliable male partner is obviously hostile to her, making it impossible not to suspect?

Jiang Fanyin looked away, and said calmly, "Both of you need to be careful."

Jiang Wuyi seemed certain that she had been hurt by Song Boxue, or that Song Boxue would hurt her.

Even if you explain yourself, it doesn't help.

Song Boxue raised his eyebrows, and looked at Jiang Fanyin silently. The book said that the heroine is a gentle beauty with a soft personality. Why does she think she is soft and thorny? This look that everyone is on guard against, tsk tsk, suddenly felt The male partner is a bit pathetic.

In fact, she can probably understand where Jiang Wuyi's hostility comes from. From the standpoint of the male supporting role, her fiancé may be the same as her love rival.

But just because she is a rival in love, it would be a trifling matter to instruct others to poison her with poison.

With the sound of footsteps, Song Boxue saluted Jiang Wuyi according to the rules.

In this ancient time with strict hierarchy, even if she didn't want to, she could only follow the rules so as not to fall into the trap.

Jiang Fanyin didn't stop her this time, and even knelt down with her silently.

"Meet Lord Qianhu."

Seeing Song Boxue kneeling, Jiang Wuyi raised his eyebrows when he saw Jiang Fanyin also kneeling on the ground.

He couldn't help frowning: "Yinyin, get up."

Jiang Fanyin didn't move, but looked up in Song Boxue's direction.

Jiang Wuyi understood what she meant in an instant, he clenched his fists, suppressed his anger and said, "Get up, everyone."

Sure enough, Jiang Fanyin stood up with Song Boxue.

In Jiang Wuyi's eyes, it seemed a bit like a husband and wife.

His eyes darkened, and he took out a document from his arms: "Master Song, let's take a look, I hope you will finish it right away."

Song Boxue looked at his haughty look, rolled his eyes inwardly, and looked at the official documents.

Want iron ore?Forging weapons?

Her intuition was wrong, but because she was not very familiar with some of the ancient rules and regulations, she was afraid of showing her feet, so she didn't directly refuse.

"Please Jiang Qianhu go to the side hall with Master Zhou and wait for a while."

"I can wait, but the general can't. If you delay military affairs, you can't afford it." After speaking, Jiang Wuyi paused, and followed Master Zhou to the side hall.

In the side hall, Jiang Wuyi took his seat, while Master Zhou stood aside with his hands down.

"Didn't you say that Song Boxue knows nothing about government affairs and listens to you in everything?" Why did he feel that this dog official didn't rely too much on Master Zhou.

Master Zhou bowed his head: "Before Miss Jiang came, maybe now I only listen to Miss Jiang." One sentence wiped himself out.

When Jiang Wuyi heard this, he felt uneasy again, and stared at the entrance of the second hall with dark eyes, looking for a chance to let the dog official show his true colors, so that Yinyin would believe his words.

In the second hall, seeing them leave, Song Boxue hurriedly got up and handed the official document to Jiang Fanyin: "Sister Jiang, look, do you want to give me the iron ore?"

iron ore?

Jiang Fanyin's heart tightened, and he took the official document.

After reading it, she unconsciously touched the parchment tightly wrapped around her abdomen. Did her father not only ask her to come to Pingchuan County to seek refuge with Song Boxue?

Seeing her serious face, Song Boxue leaned close to her ear and lowered his voice, "Does Sister Jiang also find it strange?"

Because of the close proximity, a faint scent of lemon seemed to linger at the tip of his nose, surrounding Jiang Fanyin.

She moved her fingers slightly, and moved her position: "There has always been a non-interference between the city guards and the local government. Without the permission of the imperial court, it is best not to communicate in private."

This iron ore cannot be given.

Song Boxue got to the point right away: "So, if there is no court order, can I refuse?"

Jiang Fanyin nodded slightly, it was inevitable.

If the private communication between the local government office and the city guards is too close, then it is not a necessary communication, but a collusion.

Song Boxue's face relaxed, and it was easy to handle.

"Then I'll just send him away."

Jiang Fanyin saw that her thinking was simple, put the official document on the table, and reminded: "There is a commander's seal of the guard army on it, which means that the imperial court is in arrears with the army's salary, and the weapons are old and need the assistance of the Pingchuan County Government to replace them. Offend the guards."

Although it is said that they do not interfere with each other, after all, a small county magistrate cannot afford to offend the city guards, otherwise it will be very inconvenient to act in the future.

"Then I'm obedient and obedient? I agree on the surface, but I delay it in private."

Song Boxue thought for a while, and came up with a solution that he felt was okay.

Jiang Fanyin frowned slightly, did he obey the yin?This word doesn't sound very good.

She was silent, and looked outside the door: "Secret Chen Cang, promise him first, and then submit the booklet to ask the imperial court not to go through the Liuping Mansion."

Song Boxue looked at Jiang Fanyin, then moved closer and said, "Uncle Jiang was the prefect of Liuping Prefecture at the time, why was he involved in the case of treason?"

She doesn't need to be reminded by the heroine, she also knows that the current prefect of Liuping Prefecture is unreliable.

It was said in the book that the magistrate Jiang would be rehabilitated in the end, and that it was the current magistrate who actually participated in the rebellion. As for the specific entanglement, she was not clear, after all, it was mentioned in the book.

Song Boxue's words fell on his ears with the sound of exhaling, which was clearly audible.

Jiang Fanyin silently turned his body sideways again: "I don't know much about daddy, so you can pass the booklet to Wei Tianfu."

After leaving Liuping Mansion, the nearest to Pingchuan County is Weitian Mansion.

Weitian Mansion used to be the capital, so it can be said that it was almost directly under the jurisdiction of the imperial court, so it should be credible.

When Song Boxue heard this, he was in trouble: "But who should I send? I don't have anyone in the county government for the time being."

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