"Nonsense!" Xia Xiaodong suddenly denied his sister Yurong's statement: "If you really think so, if you don't report this matter to your father, then you will live up to the painstaking efforts of the prefect and Sister Wenjuan!" ”

What's the pain? Zhang Wenjuan hurried closer, bent on taking advantage of Yurong's words to dissect this matter clearly: "Sister Xiaodong, it's really a misunderstanding!" It's all the little hooves of Yingsleeve who died, and he couldn't recognize his own identity and talk nonsense. What Sister Yurong said is that this matter really has nothing to do with my father. ”

There was a pleading in his tone, and he was clearly convinced.

As the prefect's daughter, I have never eaten fat pork and have always seen fat pigs running, the water in the officialdom is deep, and it is complicated to say that it is twists and turns. Even if she is a concubine, if she is really labeled by Xia Xiaodong as 'the prefect hints at this', she will definitely be blamed when she goes home.

Xia Xiaodong looked at Zhang Wenjuan's face that was a little anxious and sweaty, her eyes were cold, and there was a little contempt in her calmness, which made Zhang Wenjuan's heart suddenly sudden.

I wish I hadn't provoked this fox.

At this time, Xia Xiaodong blinked, a hibiscus delicate face, suddenly blooming like a peony, and smiled at Zhang Wenjuan.

Zhang Wenjuan's heart...... Don't break down, just freeze it.

Please, can you stop laughing.

"Sister Wenjuan said yes." Xia Xiaodong never seemed to deny Zhang Wenjuan's statement: "This matter has nothing to do with the prefect." It must be nonsense. ”

It's finally characterized as 'sleeve nonsense'. Zhang Wenjuan looked at Xia Xiaodong's smiling face uncertainly, not knowing whether to continue to lift or put down a heart.

"Did you learn it again this time?" Xia Xiaodong turned his face and asked his sister.

"Hmm." Yurong nodded suddenly: "I learned." ”

Then Xia Yurong turned his head to his personal maid Cuizhu and smiled: "Have you learned?" When it's time to talk nonsense, you have to talk nonsense for the girl! Well said, I'll reward you back! It's not good, you're just a little girl, what else can you do. ”

Seeing that the Xia family sisters were acting so obviously, and they didn't know who was taking the lead, they laughed twice, but gradually laughed and got out of control. Everyone saw the end of a good show, and they couldn't help it at the end, and there was no longer the reserve of the young ladies, and even the maids who followed the young ladies laughed a lot.

If you have something to say, let the maid endorse you, but if you can't do it, you will take the maid to blame. This kind of little trick is really something that everyone can play, but the means are superior.

If it was really Yingsleeve nonsense, as soon as the words came out, the master would have been reprimanded a long time ago. Besides, is it really a maid who doesn't know the importance of talking nonsense, and can be sent to the girl's side to serve personally?

Everyone laughed, after all, Zhang Wenjuan's identity was there, it was not too much, seeing that the rest time was almost over, they gradually dispersed and prepared for the next class.

It's just that after being explained by Xia Xiaodong, everyone will inevitably twist a few times in their hearts, and think about the relationship between the two bosses in Suzhou City.

Zhang Wenjuan held on, scolded Yingsleeve for two cruel words, pretended to be nothing, and sat down. Although Yingsleeve is to blame, he really has to be severely punished in public and even sold, but he can't do it - it's not a matter of reluctance, it's mainly because he is worried that Yingsleeve will be forced to say something worse.

Xia Xiaodong was light and light, as if he had nothing to do, and continued to gossip with Qin Zhenzhen.

In Xia Xiaodong's eyes, this is really not a big deal, so there is no need to make a big fuss. It's just a teenage girl, buttoning up a big hat, raising it high and gently putting it down, just let people know that they are not easy to bully.

But everyone looked at her strangely.

This is an alternative who dares to argue with the prefect's daughter.

Today's events seem to be just a slight quarrel, a few words, and there is nothing drastic, but anyone who is a little clever knows that things are not as simple as they seem, and it should not be over.

Xia Yurong couldn't put this matter down gently, and couldn't help but ask on the way home: "Sister, let's go back...... Do you really tell your dad to know? ”

Xia Xiaodong looked at her strangely: "Of course." You don't have to say it. Just tell Madame, and Madame will naturally tell Daddy. ”

"But......" Yurong bit her lip: "Daddy, will you think that we are gossiping and stirring up trouble?" In the end, it's just a few words from Yingsleeve. ”

"Moreover, our family has a really good relationship with Uncle Zhang's family." Yurong then added: "We all visit each other during the New Year." ”

Xia Xiaodong couldn't help laughing. This sister, speaking smartly, is really a little smart, as if there were a few words before, and the transition is very level; It's stupid, but some places are really ill-informed.

"My father has been in Suzhou for more than ten years, right?" Xia Xiaodong asked.

"That's right." Yurong didn't understand what it meant, why was it that in my sister's place, she always had to take it slower.

"That's right. Don't worry, my father won't be angry. ”

Local civil and military officials must not wear a pair of pants, otherwise once the two sides join forces, the power of both civil and military forces is too great, and they will definitely be jealous of the superiors. Even if there is a real eye to see, it will be turned away. Xia Bashan has been in Suzhou for so many years, this truth must be understood.

"The things on this side are naturally hello, hello, hello, everyone, and everyone is harmonious. It's that you don't even have face, so it's almost to the point where you live or die and you leave me behind. Seeing that Yurong didn't seem to understand much, Xia Xiaodong smiled and said: "And there are too many people who know about today's events, let's not say that others will say it." If my father heard the news from elsewhere, it would not be beautiful. ”

In fact, the high and low levels of officials are very subtle. Sometimes it's just a slight difference in the number of seats, or a slight difference in the title, and it is already obvious that the humility is coming.

According to Xia Xiaodong's view, the so-called emphasis on literature over military force cannot be generalized.

It must be known that for the emperor, the military attache can be said to be a love-hate figure. It is true that it is necessary to open up the territory and defend the border passes, and it is impossible for them to seize the throne with swords and swords.

But no matter who sits on the throne of Huanghuang, the butt decides the head, and they are inevitably worried that one day, their own prince and even courtiers will push themselves off the throne. All have the checks and balances of civil rule and military force.

More importantly, there is another sentence in emphasizing literature over military force, that is, the power belongs to the central government. Let these civil and military officials restrain me, I will restrain you, in the final analysis, the purpose is to have internal friction among the officials, and to get the power into the hands of the emperor, otherwise there will be so many pipes of wool.

If you can't see the overall situation clearly, and just see the importance of literature and light martial arts, you will consider yourself the boss and come to Suzhou to suppress the generals, then this Zhang Governor will probably only have the life of being hollowed out.

Xuannan Province, where Suzhou is located, has a long and narrow terrain, which is the closest province to the border, with many mountains and few farmlands, and very barren farmland, and military households account for as much as 30% of the residents. Such a place is clearly the world of military generals.

Xia Xiaodong had already analyzed these situations when he first came, and he still thought that his father Xia Bashan was the local boss, so how could he put Zhang Wenjuan in his eyes.

Yurong finally accepted Xia Xiaodong's construction, and sure enough, she told Mrs. Zhuang about the events of the day.

Before the time for dinner arrived, Xia Bashan sent someone to spread the word and asked the eldest girl to go to the martial arts training ground to talk.

The Xia family's inner house was cramped, mainly because there was a rather large martial arts training ground in the outer courtyard.

The flat and neat square field, surrounded by some spears and sticks and other weapons, is no different from the ordinary martial arts training ground. The four younger brothers lined up and were practicing boxing with a master. Xia Bashan sat on the side, staring at his sons, but his mind was obviously not on this.

"Daddy, you're looking for me." Xia Xiaodong watched from the side for a while before asking.

Xia Bashan didn't reply, so he sighed and asked directly, "Do you think I should go to Zhang Xiaozi?" ”