Chen Quean is not a hanging quail, so he naturally has to be treated with different strategies.

To put it bluntly, Zhang Hangquail is a real villain, Chen Que'an...... It is obviously too much to say that he is a hypocrite, but this master has more or less Confucian pretense.

Therefore, when Bu'an dealt with Zhang Hangyan and Chen Que'an, it was just the opposite.

In fact, he didn't need Chen Quean to express the slightest sign of allegiance.

The reason is simple.

Bu'an has no one in Jiaxing Mansion, and only by firmly pinching Zhang Hangquail can he hold Jiaxing Mansion in his hand.

Jianzhou is very different.

Jianzhou Mansion is far less wealthy than Jiaxing Mansion, and even some family backgrounds have been scraped clean by Bu'an. Therefore, what he wants is not the money and food of the Jianzhou Mansion, but the actual control of it militarily.

With Ma Qian in charge of the Dingmin Army, Chen Que'an, who had no political ambitions and was somewhat implicated in his personal feelings, was the best candidate for the prefect.

Of course, Bu'an also took into account two other layers.

First of all, Chen Que'an came from Tianmu Academy, and even if Song Yinting tried his best to promote him, he was not afraid of the emperor's suspicion.

Secondly, when he had just cut down Tianmu Tu Liangyi, he made an exception to promote Chen Que'an and become a painless prefect of Jianzhou, which also helped the emperor to put on an attitude of "judging things on the matter, with clear rewards and punishments" to temporarily appease the Confucian sects in the world.

In short, this matter seems to be exceptional, but it is in line with the interests of all parties, and whether it can be done or not depends on Song Yinting's ability.

Coming out of the Wurong official post, Bu An went to the Qufu army camp outside the city.

Sure enough, you can see the sparse green-clothed envoys from a distance - it seems that they don't take the Qufu army too seriously, and they can't look down on the huge army with just these people, but they are just pretending to teach them not to act rashly.

Bu'an didn't approach, turned around and went back to the city, passing by the market, bought a few snacks, thought about going back to coax Susu, saw that there were stalls selling hairpins, the materials were simple, the workmanship was quite exquisite wooden hairpins, I felt that it was very suitable for Qingshan, so I also picked one.

I was paying the money and was about to leave, but I was stopped in my way.

"Okay, you are walking in a hurry! My sister still thinks that you are still in Jianzhou, and she is worried about your safety day and night! You are happy here! The hairpin you just bought was given to which one?"

It's Kong Ling!

"Who I'll send you to your. "Bu Anxin is also angry, originally said that the Qufu army would go to Jianzhou, but suddenly changed the hexagram, causing him to be busy with a lot of work, and he was almost hit by Luo Chengjie, the right capital Yushi, so he glanced at her and wanted to take a detour.

Unexpectedly, this little girl suddenly had a cow temper, like a chicken catching an eagle, blocking in front of Bu'an, you go east and she also goes east, you go west, she also goes west.

"Don't think I don't beat children!" Bu An glared at her condescendingly—the difference in height between the two was a head and a half.

"You dare!" Kong Ling took the lead, holding up his destitute chest and confronting him.

"Hmph!" Bu An took advantage of her carelessness, flashed around quickly, but turned his head and glanced at her: "I cried and went back to complain, I'm still too troublesome!"

Kong Ling was so angry that he stomped his feet, scolded a few words from afar, and saw that Bu'an turned a deaf ear, so he had to run out of the county seat with a smoke.

At this time, it has been nine days since Luo Chengjie went to Jianzhou, and the people of the Inspectorate have not been as close as they were in the previous few days, watching the Qufu army closely.

Kong Ling ran into the barracks, and only a few green-clothed envoys glanced at her, and they didn't even pretend to stop and ask.

When Kong Ling ran into Song Manqiu's tent, he saw a half-altered Confucian robe spread out on her legs, holding a needle and thread in one hand, and the other hand seemed to have just been pierced by a needle, and was sucking it in her mouth, so she stepped forward and snatched the robe.

"You little girl, what are you crazy about?" Song Manqiu got up and grabbed it.

Kong Ling hid his robe behind him and said hatefully: "Sister! What do you still care about him! People don't have a sister in their hearts at all!"

Song Manqiu froze slightly when she heard this, as if she had reached the sore spot, but she shook her head and said, "Ling'er, you are still young, there are some things you don't understand." As he spoke, he went to grab the half-altered robe again.

Kong Ling was about to feel sorry for her sister, and she was about to cry with her mouth flattened: "He ...... He's obviously in the county seat! Who said he's still in Jianzhou! I just ...... I saw him buying hairpins just now, and he picked it carefully!"

"Did you see Bu Gongzi?" Song Manqiu exclaimed: "Ling'er, you can't recognize the wrong person, right?!"

"His appearance is not salty or light, he is burned to ashes, and I recognize it!" Kong Ling said hatefully.

"Where did you see him?" Song Manqiu panicked, thinking that if Bu Gongzi didn't stay in Jianzhou Mansion, then his grandfather and father would have been wrong.

"It's in the West Market......" Kong Ling said halfway, and when he saw Song Manqiu leaving, he grabbed her: "Sister, don't think about him anymore! There is a good man in the world, and he is not the only one left!"

Kong Ling was young, and of course Song Manqiu would not tell her about the crisis that the Song family was experiencing, so she didn't know why her sister was so anxious.

Song Manqiu hurriedly grabbed her shoulders and said, "Don't make trouble Ling'er, I'm going to find him, it's a serious matter, a hundred thousand urgent business!"

Kong Ling didn't dare to stop her, but he only hesitated for a moment, and then followed.

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Wurong County is not as good as Ningyang County, this place has not been affected by the Lunatic Cult, even in the first month, the inn business is very prosperous.

The Seventh Division is now generous, so it is natural to find the best inn in the county to stay, but the upper room of this inn has already been full, and there is no chance to open it even if you want to.

So more than 100 people, as long as there are more than 20 rooms on the street, barely squeezed in, even so, compared to the wind and fire along the way, the conditions are still a lot better.

Bu An watched everyone move in before going out to run errands, but when he returned to the inn, he felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong.

In the courtyard of the inn, several young men were leading a group of officials to make noise, and it seemed that they were aiming at the row of guest rooms along the street, probably saying that someone had beaten them and asked the officials to hurry up and take people.

Bu An grinned, a little excited in his heart.

Others cross, there are always mentally handicapped people running all over the street, and I have been wondering, why I don't have such a good life, except for the idiot Bu Jingping, all of them are cunning opponents.

This time, he finally saw it.

He pushed aside the crowd and looked at the young men with a grin, as if he wanted to take a closer look at these rare species.

There was someone in the guest room over there with sharp eyes, who had already seen him, and immediately pushed the door out, and said loudly: "Master Bu, you are back!"

Bu An waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay, just because I haven't come back yet." ”

He was in the Seventh Division, and he already had the momentum to make an order, so the people in the guest room over there actually retreated.