Zhang Yan's mansion is much smaller than Jiao Niang imagined, and the second uncle was also too guarded before, but the mansion is bigger than these two. The pavilion courtyard is not exquisite, as if it has not been repaired for many years.

Mrs. Zhang was even more simply, wearing a half-worn rust-red brocade skirt, with only two plain silver hairpins on her head, and a pair of jasper pendants on her ears, and no other decorations.

It's just that when she walked past Jiao Niang, Jiao Niang still smelled a smell of heavenly water on her.

On this day, the water incense is not rare, but it costs a lot, only a taste of Hainan ripe agarwood in it, it will be obtained by silver, not to mention anything else.

"Coarse tea and light rice, please don't be surprised. ”

The meals are also light, the whole table, only one chicken and one fish, and the rest are vegetarian dishes.

This......

Jiao Niang couldn't help but smack her tongue, is it too obvious? Or do you take Ying Che for a fool?

Of course, Ying Che is not a fool, and with a sweep of his eyes, he can see that Zhang Yan's intention is nothing more than to be honest in front of him.

But if you want to do it cleanly, won't this jade glass glass glass feel dazzling?

Ying Che raised his glass and shook it slightly, the glass was full of color, and the light and color changed, alluding to the mysterious and unpredictable smile in Ying Che's eyes, and Zhang Yan's pretended exclamation in his ears, "A few heavy rains, almost no harvest throughout the year, can suffer the people of Chongyang." "And wipe his eyes with his sleeve.

"Xia Guan tried his best to help, but his strength was meager, and he couldn't save so many people. He let out a glass of wine in a distressed breath.

Zhang also did his best, and when the relief food did not arrive, he also opened his own rice warehouse and distributed it to the victims, and pawned the valuable things in the house to distribute the same rice to the victims. Sitting next to Zhang Yan was his subordinate, Chongyang Tong sentenced Zheng Qian.

Tall and thin, with small eyes, and a shrewd and calculating appearance.

Other officials also echoed him, "Yes, Lord Zhang, why should you blame yourself, manpower is naturally unable to resist natural disasters, just do your best." ”

"Besides, if there is no Lord Zhang, how can the people be settled so quickly. ”

"Exactly, exactly......"

Chongyang has a total of nine prefectures and eighteen counties, and almost all the officials in the vicinity have arrived and set up five tables.

The long eyebrows that penetrated into the temples gave people a sense of majesty, and they raised slightly, "In this way, Lord Zhang is really a good magistrate who is honest and loves the people." ”

Zhang Yan hurriedly got up and said humbly: "The prince praises falsely, the lower officials don't dare, as a party too guarded, this is what the lower officials should do." ”

Ying Che smiled without saying a word, and drank the remaining half of the wine.

His gaze swept over the faces of all the officials as if he was careless, and said secretly: "Now it seems that the officials in the entire Chongyang are almost looking at Zhang Yan, and they are colluding from top to bottom, and it is not easy to secretly investigate." ”

He bent his fingers and randomly tapped the wall of the cup twice, and suddenly, the movement stopped.

The blood book that was anonymous to the old man was sandwiched in the mezzanine of the folds played on Chongyang, and if it weren't for Gonggong Li, who accidentally scratched the folds to the ground when he was cleaning up, the blood book would not have escaped from the mezzanine.

I think that person also wants to gamble, or maybe there are all in the mezzanine of Chongyang's music in the past, but this time it is crooked.

However, who is the person who wrote the blood book? He has read this blood book, the font is upright and magnificent, the language is concise and capable, and at a glance he knows that it was written by a person who is upright and upright in his bones.

But this group of people, he really didn't see a statue.

He must find this person, and perhaps he will be the key to this secret investigation.

"Today at Zhang Yan's house, have all the officials in Chongyang gone?"

After eating, Yingche lived in the house arranged by Zhang Yan, which was a three-in and three-out house, with a north-south and a garden, and a garden in front and back, which was also very chic, much better than Zhang Yan's house.

After he had bathed, he called for questioning.

The guard Wuji replied: "There are only two remote county officials who did not come, but they sent gifts to the prince, and there is another one, which only said that it was a stomachache and did not come." ”

The dancing shadow of the candlelight was reflected on Ying Che's face, softening the color between his eyebrows, "Stomach hurt?"

"Yes, that's right. However, his subordinates inquired that this official had always had little contact with Lord Zhang, and rarely met except for quarterly meetings. Moreover, I heard that Lord Zhang was very dissatisfied with this person. ”

"Oh, what's that man's name?"

"Tan Haoran, the county magistrate of Qingping County. ”

"Tan Haoran. Ying Che leaned back in the soft chair and muttered the name repeatedly.

Jiao Niang washed her hair and didn't dry, she walked out of the room, Wuji was not taboo at all, she heard the sound of footsteps, and she gave her hand to Yingche to retire.

Ying Che waved his hand and turned his head to look at Jiao Niang, "Is it still uncomfortable at this time?"

He had long arms, pulled Jiao Niang around in a circle, and hugged him.

Jiao Niang's hand was propped up on his upper arm, and the arm under his clothes was solid and powerful, "It's not uncomfortable." ”

Zhang Yan is a person who knows how to look at the eyes, at the dinner table, he saw King Rui several times at the little girl dressed up, so he secretly instructed the housekeeper to arrange another table of meals, saying that the prince's entourage worked hard all the way and prepared for them.

Jiao Niang was able to rest, and she was on the boat before, vomiting all the food she ate, and finally ate a hot meal at this time, and Ying Che was also a lot more relieved, Zhang Yan looked at Ying Che's relaxed face, and he was even more sure of the unspeakable relationship between the two.

"I wouldn't have promised you to bring you here if I had known. Ying Che held her hand and kissed it, Jiao Niang's hand was weak and boneless, delicate and smoother than egg white.

Jiao Niang lowered her head, and her fingertips picked at the gold embroidery on his collar for a while, "As long as I can be with His Royal Highness, Jiao Niang is willing to endure as much hardship as possible." ”

The soft and waxy voice is like a soft feather across the face, which makes people feel comfortable and itchy.

This is also very ear-catching, Yingche unconsciously bent his lips, but said stiffly: "There is no guilt to find guilt, how good it is to stay in the house, you have to come out." ”

Jiao Niang squinted and smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck, "But there is no His Highness in the mansion." ”

Ying Che smiled even more, held her face and lightly touched her lips with her lips, looking at each other, Jiao Niang saw his smile reaching the bottom of her eyes, rippling out like a spring flower, "I have a smart mouth." He kissed him hard and said, "Let this king love me very much." ”

Jiao Niang suddenly blushed, lowered her head, and stopped looking at him.

Her slender neck was snow-white, Yingtou looked at it, her throat kept surging, Jiao Niang didn't see him speak for a long time, and when she looked up, she saw the surging enthusiasm in his eyes.

"Your Highness. Jiao Niang said softly, like a string full of bows, Ying Che lowered her head and buried it in Jiao Niang's neck, and the dense kiss made Jiao Niang tremble.

She suddenly pushed Yingche, interrupting his enthusiasm that was ready to go, "Your Highness, Jiao Niang is here for that, and her body is not clean." ”

After speaking, looking at Ying Che's expression as if he was stuck in his throat while eating, he secretly pursed his lips, but he still couldn't hold back his laughter.