His Majesty once instructed that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince should go to the farm to sow seeds in person during spring ploughing every year, which is a trivial matter and the attitude of the Heavenly Family, and the people of Daning can directly feel His Majesty's attention to farming because of this attitude.

So the prince came, a little earlier than expected.

The Great Contest of the Armies has begun, and the prince participated in the ceremony on the first day, and decided to go to the farm on the third day of the Great Contest of the Armies.

Han Zhaozhi is too busy, so every year this matter is handed over to a Qianban to do, but this year I don't know what's wrong, Han Zhaozhi decided to go to the farm to see in person, most of the black horsemen of the Tingwei Mansion are chasing the Bohai people, and all the Qianban who stayed in Chang'an City are investigating the Tianzi Section, so when Han Zhaozhi's black carriage left Chang'an City, there were only twelve black horsemen next to the carriage.

The weather in spring and March is difficult to fathom, the rain does not know when it will come, the sun was shining yesterday, and the drizzle drifted early this morning, and the black carriage drove out of Chang'an along the official road to the south.

Han Zhaozhi, who was sitting in the carriage, opened the file in his hand and looked at it, this file was sent to the Tingwei Mansion by Guan Rou last night, and now Guan Rou is not even clear to Han Zhaozhi, that young girl is like Geng Shan who brought her out with one hand, she is more ruthless than a man when she does things, and she is ruthless to herself when she does things, and she is ruthless to herself when she hands over the case of the Yang family to her, because he understands the character of this girl.

Once she follows someone or something, the ghost will not go away.

The dossier is Guan Rou's investigation of the Yang family in the past few days, Han Hanzhi put the dossier aside and closed his eyes to rest after reading it, many people don't understand why Han Zhaozhi cares so much about his carriage, in fact, the reason is simple, he just wants to make himself more comfortable when he rests, because his rest time is different from others, and he can only relax when he is on the road.

The official road was flat, the car was not bumpy, and Han Zhaozhi soon fell asleep.

The coachman couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly after hearing the soft snoring sound coming from the carriage, which was a kind of pride, a pride in his own driving skills.

The drizzle is misty, the spring cold is at a glance, the carriage and the iron armor of the black cavalry captain is a layer of mist, the official road is built very compact, so it will not become muddy because of a rain, the official road is like building a city wall, the first day of the official road paved at the beginning of the founding of Daning is from Chang'an to Anyang County in the south of the Yangtze River, it has been hundreds of years, and there has not been a single grass on the official road that can drill out.

On the farm, more than a dozen new long-term workers were working in the rain, and the farm official Gu Wei stood in the corridor and looked at the look of satisfaction in his eyes, and his subordinates stood aside with umbrellas and said with a smile: "The newcomers are thirty percent cheaper than those recruited last year, but this motivation is a hundred times stronger than those who came last year." ”

Gu Wei snorted and asked, "Where did you find these people?" ”

His subordinate Peng Yan replied: "It's the farmers in the nearby Dawei Village." ”

Gu Wei snorted: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is coming tomorrow, if nothing else, someone will come over from the Tingwei Mansion today, it was Geng Shan who came last year, and I don't know who it is this year, but you all have to be careful, none of those ghosts in the Tingwei Mansion can be offended, you and I are just a word from them." ”

Peng Yan smiled: "Could there be someone more troublesome than Geng Shan?" It's not like Han Zhaozhi. ”

Gu Wei shook his head: "Lord Han is so busy, how can he come...... You go and tell them not to do it anymore, go back to the workshop to rest, and pay them for today's salary, and let the kitchen boil a pot of ginger syrup for them. ”

Peng Yan nodded hurriedly: "There are adults who sympathize with them, they should really be grateful to Dade." ”

After finishing speaking, he ran into the rain curtain with an umbrella, and the rain was not big but fine enough, so that the sky and the earth became gray.

Gu Wei thought about it, there was nothing to do, what could happen in this weather, could it be that the adults of the Tingwei Mansion would still brave the rain?

Hot pot should be eaten.

On the roof of the thatched house next to the stable on the side of the farm, Guan Rou carefully moved to wipe away the rain that fascinated her eyes, she was lying here last night, wearing a camouflage made of straw, lying on the roof almost integrated, who would be okay to stare at the roof, as long as she didn't make much movement, even if she stood not far away, she couldn't see anything wrong.

She never left those farmers, and after a few days of tracking, she could basically determine that the dozen or so people who sneaked into the farm were all related to the Yang family, and some of them were even related to a Jianghu sect that had disappeared for twenty years.

It is rumored that on the night when Shang killed Zhen Xuanyuan at the age of nine, a group of mysterious people broke into the big opening and closing knife door, and more than 100 people were all killed, but there were no details of this case later, and I didn't hear that the people from the Tingwei Mansion had tracked down.

But Guan Rou found in the archives of the Tingwei Mansion that the person who opened and closed the knife door was very likely to be the previous Tingwei of the Tingwei Mansion.

After more than 20 years, the disciples of the Great Open and Close Knife Gate reappeared in the rivers and lakes, seven or eight out of ten are related to the two people who fled back then, and there are investigations of those two people in the archives of the Tingwei Mansion, but it is not clear, one is called Qingcang and the other is called Huang, who are the two proud disciples of the master of the Great Open and Close Knife Gate at that time, and they are also Zhen Xuanyuan's junior disciples.

At that time, there was a saying in the rivers and lakes that was widely circulated that three people could slay the dragon, this sentence was enough to show how terrifying Zhen Xuanyuan's strength was to speed up and lead Huang Qingcang, but Guan Rou was not afraid, and the people in Tingwei's Mansion had never been afraid of investigating the case.

The rain became heavier and heavier, from a fine rain star to a pouring rain, and the dozen or so people working in the farmland ran back to the workshop with their heads in their hands, and there was no one in sight in the huge farm, but Guan Rou still couldn't move, she lay there and let the rain wash away.

When she first entered the Tingwei Mansion, Geng Shan told her that if you want to make those men look down on you in the Tingwei Mansion, you must be better than them, more ruthless than them, and make Lord Tingwei feel that she can be trusted, don't think that if you are a woman, you can do less, in that case, you will only get the contempt that men take for granted.

Guan Rou has always remembered this sentence.

God is actually unfair to women, doing the same thing may not be able to get the same treatment as men, only by doing better can you barely be recognized, she once asked Geng Shan, when will men and women be exactly the same, Geng Shan thought about it and replied seriously...... Never.

It's helpless.

Guan Rou doesn't know if what Master Qianban said is right, maybe she will be kind to women in the future, in a certain era.

At this time, Guan Rou saw two people open the door and come out of the workshop, and looked out, as if to make sure that there was no one outside, and after waiting for a while, the two people immediately ran towards King Lu's residence, such a heavy rain, who would be okay to watch outside, these two people were also cunning enough, first ran to the toilet not far away, and then came out from behind, and trotted all the way to the outside of King Lu's courtyard against the low wall.

Guan Rou lay there and watched, and whispered to herself, "Don't open the door." ”

She stared at that side, she hoped that King Lu would not open the door, once the door was opened, many things would become complicated, King Lu was not dealt with too ruthlessly because of his son, and the prince Li Xiaoshan had made great achievements in northern Xinjiang and had been promoted to a general of the fourth grade, so there was no need for King Lu to be involved in right and wrong.

The door opened, and the two men dodged into the courtyard.

Guan Rou let out a long breath, what she didn't want to see still happened, this matter involved the Yang family, which already gave her a headache, and then involved the words of a prince...... She doesn't know what kind of trouble she will encounter in the future, this is a royal matter, find it out, because she knows too much and is too clear, His Majesty doesn't like it, not everyone is Lord Han.

But she is a hundred things in the Tingwei Mansion, and there are some things that she must do.

In the pouring rain, Guan Rou slowly retreated, retreated to the roof of the back house and slid down, approaching King Lu's yard as fast as possible, people climbed from the wall of the back room to the roof like a gecko, her hand pressed on the belt, pulled out a very thin iron rope on the belt, wrapped the iron cable around the ridge of the roof, and she hung upside down and slowly put it down.

The window is open, and if you don't close the window in such a heavy rain, it is not to open the skylight and say bright words, but to have a ghost in your heart, and you can see the outside with the window open, which is a kind of fear from the heart.

Guan Rou, who was hanging upside down on the roof, tried not to make a sound, but it was difficult to suppress the tension in her heart, even if she was no longer powerful, she was a prince.

In the room, King Lu was pacing back and forth, and the two people who slipped in stood at the door and whispered something to you, but soon King Lu became bored and waved his hand to interrupt the words of the two people.

"Don't come back to me in the future."

King Lu looked at the two people: "My biggest kindness to the Yang family is that I won't tell you about your contact with me, the queen treated me very well back then, and I also have a few old friends in the Yang family, because of this, I see that the Yang family is now pitiful to this point, so I won't report you, you can go...... In addition, help me persuade Yang Zongyang, it is precisely because he and I used to be friends that I said a few more words, he has no ability to change the situation, but he has the ability to let the Yang family live peacefully, how to choose him should be very clear. ”

After saying this, King Lu waved his hand: "Let's go, just act as if you haven't come." ”

One of those two people is a member of the Yang family, named Yang Dongyuan, who is the younger brother of Yang Zongyang, and the other is a person from the Tianzi family named Tuoba Lang.

"Lord Wang."

Yang Dongyuan lowered his head and said: "Since the prince has made up his mind, I can't say anything more, on behalf of the head of the family, I thank the prince for his kindness." ”

He suddenly raised his head, and a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

"However, there is one thing that I hope the prince can lend me."

King Lu frowned: "What? ”

"The head of the prince."

Yang Dongyuan approached King Lu with a cruel smile: "Only when a big man like the prince dies will Han Zhaozhi be alarmed, and only when Han Zhaozhi leaves Chang'an City can we have a chance to kill him, and the Yang family will be grateful for the benefits of the prince." ”

He hugged his fists: "Please make it happen!" ”