Chapter 295: The Neck of the Copper Coin
The soft embroidered shoes threw a beautiful arc, Fan Qingjun didn't expect Jiang Banxia to do this, and watched the embroidered shoes slap on his face.
Fan Qingjun was dumbfounded, he had never seen such a woman, she was not gentle at all, and she was arrogant and domineering.
Jiang Banxia sat back on the couch with her feet crossed, with a cold expression, obviously unhappy, she let go of the quilt in her hand and sat calmly.
"I don't like your words." She said.
Which of his words? Remind her to follow the rules? Still is......?
Jiang Banxia's arms were propped up at her sides, her black and half-pulled hair fell down her shoulders, her expression was cold, and her whole person was wrapped in a pile of fabrics, like a cat with teeth and claws.
"You're a bit wide." Jiang Banxia then said, "We are just colleagues. ”
Fan Qingjun suddenly laughed: "We are colleagues? ”
Use colleagues to draw boundaries between them, or something else.
Looking at Jiang Banxia from the perspective of a colleague, she is undoubtedly perfect, and her ruthless methods and handling methods are enough to throw off some officials a few streets.
"You're right, we're just colleagues."
Jiang Banxia smiled and stopped talking.
"Don't worry about the mine first." Fan Qingjun pondered: "After the current temporary lockdown, the number of displaced people outside the city has surged, and according to the Yamen, there has been a riot among the displaced people outside Yangzhou, and many soup kitcheners have suffered heavy losses. ”
"Now the problem of the gathering of displaced people cannot be solved, and no matter how much food is raised in the future, it will not help."
The most severely affected villages and towns along the rivers and rivers are the ones that have been affected by the disaster in some places, and they have not yet survived, and people who are greedy for small profits have flocked to the city gates when they see that they have free porridge to drink but do not have to work, and they have crowded the city gates, causing chaos.
He wanted to borrow troops from the Dusi Yamen to drive people away, but he couldn't say the words on his lips, in what capacity did he borrow troops? Excuse yourself as a messenger? Or in the name of an individual?
If it is obviously inappropriate to borrow troops in the capacity of Zhejiang's envoy, borrowing troops in his personal name, his face is not big enough to convince the other party.
"Just solve the problem of troop transfer, I can help you." Jiang Banxia brushed the broken hair on his sideburns to the back of his head: "But how to make these homeless people safe is the matter of the political envoy, I advise you to discuss with Lord Hu before making a decision." ”
"After all, you're not Lord Futai."
She has the heart to admonish, officialdom is not child's play, it is difficult to do her job well, not to mention that Fan Qingjun is only in charge of affairs such as criminal names, and too much intervention will only make people annoying.
"In that case, I'll leave it to you." Fan Qingjun is not a hypocritical person, although he thinks that Jiang Banxia is too indifferent and does not look like a woman, but he has no doubt about Jiang Banxia's own ability.
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Thirty miles outside Hangzhou, Xie Fei and the others chased after me for three or four days, and both sides stopped by the river exhausted.
"Damn, are these people crazy? Isn't it just to bite two chickens to death and chase us for three or four days? He Qiao leaned on the knife, revealing an expression of eating.
Although there is a shortage of food now, there is really no need to kill them for the two chickens, and they thought about reconciliation in the middle, but the other party did not eat them at all, and almost cut down the little county king who went to talk about peace with a big knife.
"Hey! The good man on the other side, shall we truce! Lu Xunran's legs were weak, and his face was bitter: "Isn't it just two chickens, and the master will compensate you for twenty!" Two... Two hundred will do. ”
The other party didn't listen and shouldn't, pinching the knife and staring at them, the fierce appearance scared a few of them just to run.
"Woo woo, are we in a big deal?" Sun Pu wanted to cry without tears, why was he so miserable this year! These people look fierce, and killing them is probably as easy as slaughtering chickens.
"What do you say, little county king?" He Qiao pouted and said, "Let's rush up and fight with this group of people?" "Twelve Literary Network
"We can't beat it." Xie Fei is telling the truth, the other party is all powerful men, and they go up to fight hard purely to add food to others.
However, he also noticed a detail, which was that the group was just chasing them, but there was no other movement.
Do you just want to... Beat them up? Gassing?
Xie Fei shook his head vigorously, trying to shake out the strange thoughts in his mind.
"You... Do you think they're weird...?" Sun Pu, who had been wiping his tears, pointed to the group of people and asked tremblingly.
"Strange? It's a little weird, chasing us, of course weird. He Qiao leaned and said: "Everyone can see that something is wrong." ”
"It's not... Not this one. Sun Pu said anxiously: "It's their accent." ”
Although he is not from the south, his family's business is southern, and he can more or less know the southern dialect.
Now stop and listen again, where is what the other party is talking about is Nanyin!
"I'm listening... It's kind of like the dialect of the north. Sun Pu was not so sure: "It's a bit like... I answered. ”
Living in Jindi all the year round, and his family is a salt merchant, he has more or less privately come into contact with the people of Ida, and the difference in accent is subtle, but familiar people can hear the difference.
Shall I answer someone?
What is the situation, He Qiaoyi and Xie Fei looked at each other, and the two of them thought of the matter in Hezhou at the same time.
Xie Fei thought that Hongmatou would send someone to settle accounts with him.
He Qiaoyi thought of the deal between Jiang Banxia and the prince and grandson, and now two or three months have passed, and the boss has not yet made a name for himself, and the other party has come to take revenge because he was deceived and embarrassed.
"I think it's better to run first." He Qiao leaned and rubbed the handle of the knife subconsciously.
The barbarian in the north, he hasn't married a wife yet, and he can't fight to the death.
The four of them looked at each other, and the atmosphere was tense, and the big copper coin suddenly came up, arching its big head and meowing.
The coquettish little Lu Xun patted its head: "It's all your fault, just make trouble for us!" ”
Meow~
The copper coin was aggrieved and half-lay down, with a big head on his back, and his round eyes were full of grievances.
How can such a plush not be liked? Cat lover Xie Fei took the opportunity to take another handful of copper coins, he first rubbed his ears, and then began to smooth the hair from the top of his head, and halfway through, Xie Fei suddenly paused.
There seems to be something on the neck of the copper coin?
He was busy touching the neck of the copper coin, but the fur was too thick to find what it was, so he called Lu Xun to help, and the two of them brushed off the thick fur on the neck of the copper coin, and a golden token hung on the neck of the copper coin.
Lu Xun had never seen this type of token, and it looked like something from the people of I.
"It seems to be a pair of troop moves." Xie Fei looked left and right, no wonder the group of people chased after them, but where did this token copper coin come from?
Xie Fei couldn't figure it out, and He Qiaoyi couldn't figure it out either, no matter how smart the copper coin was, it was just a brute, how could he know what this coin was for?
Don't... Could it be that someone deliberately hung on it? But who could it be?
Copper Coin has a really bad temper, except for a few of them who can touch and slash, as soon as others get close to it, it will bare its teeth to warn, wanting to make Copper Coin obedient, unless it is a familiar person.