The officials retreated with the piled up of papers, and the officials also walked a lot, only a few officials who were anxious to get the approval of the documents in their charge surrounded the front of the case.

Li Fengyao didn't bother to say that he was tired and drove them away, and sat in front of the case and carefully followed Li Min's instructions and approved.

"Master Xiang, sit down and rest." He saw Xiang Yun standing in the hall and said with concern, "I need your help in the future." ”

Xiang Yun looked at Li Min, who was standing behind the case and almost stretched out his arm to hold Li Fengyao's hand for approval, turning a blind eye to this situation, not caring about the officials who only cared about the documents, and on the other side, Lin Qian was reluctant to answer the question and took out the account book from the basket.

There are not many people in the Quartet, busy but not chaotic, the gaps are filled, and there is no need for one more person.

It will be needed in the future, and he is not needed now, Xiang Yun responded yes and bowed his head and retired.

Li Fengyao did not keep it, and told Xiang Yun to recuperate from his injuries.

Li Min raised his head in the back: "Don't worry about Lord Xiang over there in Nanyi, the third master will arrange someone to take over, and Lord Xiang only needs to do one thing well and recuperate." ”

The officials in the hall also nodded their heads and said so.

Xiang Yun smiled and walked out.

All the way through the mansion, there are still so many people coming and going, and the running is still so busy, but the previous panic atmosphere has disappeared.

Xiang Yun walked back to his residence, and after he became the envoy of Longyou Jiedu, he also asked Li Feng'an to keep his residence in Jiannan Road.

This residence is not large, and it is surrounded by seven other residences, just like they are in the army.

Li Fengan has eight soldiers and horses, eight generals, and Xiang Yun and Yan Mao are one of them.

Xiang Yun walked into the room and was immediately surrounded by a thick medicinal gas, and his entourage brought a medicine bowl, and took a knife and medicine powder.

Unwrap the cloth and cut off the rotten flesh on his arm, sprinkled with medicinal powder to wrap it, during which Xiang Yun remained motionless, a white-faced and elegant person like him also had the will of iron and stone.

"It's too slow to heal." The attendant sighed in a low voice.

Xiang Yun didn't care: "This arm is useless, and it's the same as the speed and slowness." ”

At that time, a sword stabbed Yan Mao to death, and in order not to arouse suspicion, Xiang Yun stabbed his arm with this sword to show danger.

The sword was quenched, and although he used the antidote in time, it was still badly wounded.

But this is all in the plan, his arm has been injured a lot because of the last time he saved Li Mingyu, and he can't swing the knife anymore, so he will be injured again this time and completely wasted, it is better than being injured again in other places.

The attendant looked at the rewrapped arm: "It's a pity that this arm was wasted in vain." ”

As soon as the words came out, he lowered his head nervously.

Xiang Yun was not angry, because the white face of the carrion was indifferent, this arm was scrapped to kill Yan Mao, and Yan Mao was killed in order to replace Yan Mao in charge of Jiannan Dao, but Yan Mao was killed, and Li Fengyao sat in the mansion.

"My lord, Master Li San is actually a name, and when the time comes, the adult can hold him in his hands." The attendant whispered to save the gaffe of the right talent.

Xiang Yun picked up the medicine bowl on the table: "Master Li San is indeed a name, but now it is not me who is holding him, it is Li Min and Lin Qian." ”

That's the key.

Li Min and Lin Qian are different from Yan Mao, they are both servants, and they rarely appear in front of people, but their control of Jiannan Dao and their own ability are not inferior to Yan Mao, and Xiang Yun, who is also Li Feng'an's right-hand man, is very clear.

Do you have to kill them?

Of course Xiang Yun wouldn't do such a crazy thing, that would be too stupid.

And this matter revealed a more critical matter, Jiannan Dao really wanted to exclude him, otherwise, even if Li Min and Lin Qian wanted to control Jiannan Dao, they would pull him in.

He knew they were reliable right-hand men, so didn't they know that he was too?

Why did they choose Li Fengyao, the people of the Li family were obviously strictly forbidden by Li Feng'an to enter Jiannan Province, unless they were ordered to do so.

Whose order?

Xiang Yun thought of Yan Mao's statement that Li Mingyu, who leaked his mouth, would not go to the capital, what order did he have? Why did Motoyoshi and the eldest lady disappear? Who is behind this? What was arranged?

Why such an order?

Do you know that Lee Bong-an died at his hands?

Xiang Yun raised his head and drank the medicine.

The night shrouded Jiannan Road, the hall of the government was brightly lit, and someone was still busy in front of the piled up documents, of course it was not Master Li San, of course Li Min would do such a hard job.

Li looked at his beautiful hands, each holding a pen in each hand, the pen was held for too long, the fingers were stiff and seemed to grind out calluses, Li Min's eyes couldn't help but redden: "My hands are not used for this." ”

But what can he do, they are not there, he can only hold on first.

The more Li Min thought about it, the more aggrieved he became.

"As I said at the beginning, I will be responsible for eating, drinking, and having fun, and I will not be forced to work."

"You're all liars."

"The Metropolitan Governor is a liar, and Yan Mao is also a liar."

"I knew there would be today, so I didn't come to Jiannan Dao."

"If I don't come to Jiannan Dao, where will I be now?"

"Fishing in the South China Sea? Enjoying the snow on Higashiyama? It's not too vulgar, I should welcome customers at the fat powder shop and sprinkle good rouge all over the world. ”

He muttered about what he had to do, straightened his posture, looked over his beautiful hands, swept over the two open papers, and then wrote his judgment quickly on them.

Under the light, lines of handwriting appeared on the paperwork.

This handwriting is not as graceful as the master, and the words written by both hands at the same time are not as illegible as the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, and it is upright as if it was carved out with a knife.

At this time, Lin Qian also did not sleep.

The lights were lit in the room he was in, the door that had not been opened for a long time creaked and was pushed open, and a group of people carried in baskets of account books, and put away the pots and pans, flowers, grass, insect cages, and chessboards scattered in the room.

The bright lights and crowded people made the thin old man sitting on the recliner dizzy.

"I hate seeing people." He let out a lament, and his face was full of sorrow.

"Grandpa Lin, these are the grain and grass accounts for five years, where to put them?" Someone asked.

Lin Qian added: "I also hate talking to people." ”

In the past, Li Feng'an came, but he just handed over some account books from the crack in the door, and he didn't need to say anything, it was really a fairy-like day.

The fairy days are gone, he pointed at it casually.

These people were all familiar with him, and they didn't ask any more questions, and they put things on the ground at random, but the officials outside couldn't.

They won't be obedient to his fingers, that's what Li Bong-an can do, they listen to Lee Bong-an, don't listen to him.

There was Li Feng'an before, there was no Li Feng'an, and Yan Mao, Yan Mao was gone, so he could only come forward to persuade and arrange them.

Lin Qian stretched out his hand to the sky to grieve: "Why did you die in front of me?" ”

Someone put an account book in his outstretched hand: "This is the summer tax account eight years ago, grandpa wants to do summer tax, look at this first." ”

Lin Qian was annoyed: "I watched it eight years ago, why do you want to watch it again?" Am I too old to remember the accounts I had eight years ago? ”

He threw the book back into the man's arms.

"Put these things down, wipe them with dust, and let those who have a bad memory see them."

On the first day of the New Year, there was no joy in Jiannan Road, the lights were bright, people were busy and there was no chaos, and there was no frustration, as if nothing had happened.

There was no New Year's joy in the distant Dou County, and the main book, as if he had been robbed by a bandit, finally saw Mrs. Wu.

"Young lady, I don't know who let the people in the barracks patrol the city, and spread the news that the soldiers are coming, and the entire Dou County is under martial law." He shouted with a white face, panting.

Li Minglou reassured him: "Don't worry, it's me." ”