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"Brother Qiao, what will happen to the princess after she counts the people who escaped?" Qin Ziqing didn't talk to him politely, and directly pulled Jiang Qiao aside from Lin Sanchun's side.

He and Qin Ziyuan are both going to take the imperial examination, and it is of course a good thing to be able to show his face in front of the emperor first, but he is also one of those recruiters.

When they were building embankments on the Wei River, they saw with their own eyes that someone had stumbled and fallen into the Wei River, and was swept into the flood by a two-foot-high wave, never to come up again; He also personally ate the whip of the river warden, and the bruises on his back have not disappeared; His brother contracted the plague and nearly died in the cobweb-strewn abandoned house!

It wasn't without a dispute when he grabbed food to eat, he hadn't even seen many people, but they had all tasted the embarrassment of having nowhere to live in this Weicheng, and they had no food or clothing to survive together for more than a month, thinking of the consequences of what they did, Qin Ziqing couldn't do it.

"You also saw the man who encouraged the others to leave that day, do you think he just fled back to his hometown?" Jiang Qiao didn't blindly promise Qin Ziqing anything, and directly brought out the example.

That person looked different from ordinary villagers, and he would definitely not be a peaceful person.

Qin Ziqing sighed, and there was a bit of melancholy in his eyes: "Brother Qiao, we have all been husbands. ”

"That's loyalty to the country, they're different." Jiang Qiao used Qin Ziyuan's logic to correct Qin Ziqing, "It is a matter of course for the people of Great Qi to contribute to the country. We suffered, because the corrupt officials withheld the things allocated by the imperial court, and the beaten was because the river supervisors did not restrain the small officials, and there was no place to live, because the rich people in the city were not kind to the rich! But that's not a reason for them to stir things up. ”

"They don't necessarily ......"

"That's better." Jiang Qiao interrupted Qin Ziqing's words, "You can also see the princess's style, she is not a brutal and murderous person, if those people come back by themselves, they can be completely exempted from being held accountable for escaping." ”

Qin Ziqing remembered the appearance of the noble highness supervising the Imperial Forest Army in the rain to find someone, and nodded hesitantly.

Knowing that Qin Ziqing had figured it out, Jiang Qiao raised the account book in his hand again: "Okay, you can help me do the account first." ”

"Didn't you write ......well," Qin Ziqing took the account book, and when he saw the words on it, he silently shut up.

He asked himself that he was also full of poetry and books, and he was full of statecraft, but what did Jiang Qiao write?

Looking at the neatness of his pen by stroke, Qin Ziqing didn't dare to say that it was a ghost drawing that was written blindly, but if he wanted to say that it was a word, he was missing an arm and a broken leg, and it was not right to draw one stroke at a time. Could it be ...... He thought to himself, is this some kind of unseen calligraphy?

Seeing Qin Ziqing's face full of confusion, Jiang Qiao felt happy in his heart, hooked his shoulders and walked towards the City Lord's Mansion, "The little general will also come along, I will read it to you, and you will write it again." ”

This is the disadvantage of being illiterate, and you have to find someone to write everything again. Mr. Jiang shrugged helplessly.

The plague is menacing, even if preparations are made in advance, it will not be solved in a while, plus the flood has not receded, and the torrential rain is still falling, it is uncertain whether Weicheng can be saved.

Qi Jiang walked around Weicheng and returned to the City Lord's Mansion worriedly, just happened to meet Jiang Qiao and his party.

Seeing the guards and palace maids surrounding behind her, Jiang Qiao didn't want to provoke criticism, and was about to kneel down with Lin Sanchun and them to salute, when he saw Ah Jiang waving his hand and was directly exempted.

"Jiang Qiao, come with me." Qi Jiang was the first to enter the mansion, and Jiang Qiao silently followed her to the back garden.

Weicheng Ling has relied on the Wei River to send a lot of water over the years, greedy for a lot of disaster relief funds from the imperial court, and even this mansion has been repaired beautifully, even if it has been May, there are still many flowers blooming colorfully, but the rainstorm has been going down these days, and no matter how beautiful the garden can be.

"Sad red and miserable." Ah Jiang made up his mind.

The gloom of this garden was more solemn than what she saw on the mountain road in Qinghe Village in winter.

Jiang Qiao held back for a long time, and he didn't think of any chicken soup for the soul, but he really didn't want her to be too pessimistic, so he could only blame himself for not reading a few inspirational books in his previous life.

"Graceful flowers."

Stopping next to a cluster of flowers, Ah Jiang looked down at the scattered red petals, his expression a little incomprehensible.

"Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers." Jiang Qiao helped her hold the oil-paper umbrella, and unexpectedly smelled a dark fragrance, wrapped in rain.

"Turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers?"

Ah Jiang's eyes flickered, and the brilliance made Jiang Qiao's heart move fiercely.

"Jiang Qiao, I know that you are a capable person." Ah Jiang held the handle of the umbrella with both hands and looked up at the gray sky, "I don't know why, I always feel that there will be a hero to help Daqi change this unbearable situation." ”

Jiang Qiao moved his lips, looking at Ah Jiang's slender figure speechless.

If Ah Jiang is a man, or if the "Great Qi Law" recognizes the inheritance of the emperor, this should be a good emperor.

The premise is that there is not so much corruption, darkness, crisis in this country.

"My mother died when I was six years old, when my father was still the prince, and my grandfather put me in the palace to raise me personally, and several imperial aunts have always taken care of me." Ah Jiang smiled, the corners of his mouth were a little bitter, "Grandpa Huang has told me since I was a child, 'Ah Jiang, you are a phoenix girl, and you have to bear the fortune of the Great Qi country', but I don't know what to do to fulfill the obligations of the royal family, until the six imperial aunts are married to the Nanban ......"

"Jiang Qiao, Nanban is too far away."

Jiang Qiao snatched Ah Jiang's paper umbrella and caged the person under his umbrella.

"The dignified Emperor Qi, just use this kind of flower umbrella for a few pennies?" He sneered, and successfully got A Jiang a roll of his eyes, "You are a princess, learn from the style of the county lord of Wen'an, and people will not forget to put the county lord in prison." ”

"I'm good at shooting well, would you like to try my accuracy?" Ah Jiang blinked, the corners of his mouth hooked to the side, and pulled out a sneer.

Jiang Qiao coughed, pretended not to hear the provocation in her words, and continued: "I mean, the dignified princess of Qi, also bring out the pie of Her Royal Highness the princess, whether it is the son of the family of Daqi or the messy royal family of Nanban and Beidi, it is a little minion who is not even worthy of carrying your shoes!" ”

"They don't deserve it." Ah Jiang muttered and looked up at Jiang Qiao, "But in this case, who else is worthy of marrying me?" ”

"What do you want to marry at a young age!" Unable to say the answer to shame in Ah Jiang's clear eyes, Jiang Qiao roared angrily, and turned his head away from looking at her.

Ah Jiang snorted and said to himself: "This princess is beautiful and beautiful, beautiful and wise, virtuous and virtuous, and whoever can marry this princess must be a great hero of the world." ”

"Heroes of the world?" Jiang Qiao raised his eyebrows, and he had to contradict her: "Maybe it's a butcher who sells sugar gourds on the streets, shouts and sells buns on the street, or kills pigs and sells meat?" ”

Ah Jiang smiled lightly, only to make Jiang Qiao feel that the first glow after the rain and the mountains were full of flowers.

So the brothers of the Royal Forest Army, who were guarding Her Royal Highness in the dark, saw that the villager who was suspected of being Her Highness's male favorite was kicked into the mud puddle by His Royal Highness, and he kept giggling to himself.

Is this a fall from grace and madness? Do you want to put this madman out, will it bite......

Ah Jiang was dressed thinly, Jiang Qiao was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he hurriedly got up and gave her an umbrella to cover the rain, and kept making amends in his mouth, bowing his head and waist, and almost knelt down for Her Royal Highness the princess, only to hear her snort coquettishly, knowing that she was not angry.

"Did you just read that, are you done?"

Ah Jiang stepped on the petals of those flowers that were stuck on the ground, admitting that she was not an elegant girl, and it was really not something she could do when she cried and was sad about the moon.

Jiang Qiao paused, smiled lightly and said to her:

"The vast and sorrowful day is slanting, and the whip points to the end of the world. Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. ”

Ah Jiang read it silently, patted Jiang Qiao on the shoulder, and said in a cheerful tone: "You are not discouraged about the future of Daqi, are you?" Then why don't you refuse to take the imperial examination, if you come, I will definitely ......"

"It's not good to cheat for personal gain." Jiang Qiao patted her on the head, inadvertently showing a little doting, "If I go to Kyoto, how can you see me in Weicheng?" ”

Ah Jiang stomped on his feet, calculating the revenge he "committed", and the sorrow in her heart dissipated, and she strode towards the study, regardless of whether this "Diao Min" could keep up.

The little girl lost her temper. Jiang Qiao smiled bitterly and worked hard to hold an umbrella for her.