A sentence with an unclear meaning made Zhou Ziwei a little confused, but listening to the words, it seemed that the county lord had also compromised, and immediately thanked Chu Wanning and Lu Shicong first, and returned to his position.

It's just that the atmosphere in the wing room is no longer as lively as before.

After sending everyone away, Zhou Ziwei breathed a sigh of relief, fell softly on the table, the top of her head suddenly darkened, Cen Beisheng stood in front of the table and looked down at her darkly.

"Brother Zhou's words today, do you know what the consequences will be?"

Zhou Ziwei was stunned for a moment, then bounced up from the table, and there was a little more resentment between her words, "What did you do just now?" Have you forgotten that you have offended the county lord of Wanping before, you don't want to be used by her, but you still want to meddle with her affairs, if you really have a backer behind you, others will let you?! ”

From beginning to end, she knew that no matter how many people the county lord of Wanping gathered here, it would inevitably not include Cen Beisheng, who was degraded from the court in Beijing.

The road is different, and he should go his own way, but he wants to find another way and squeeze into the road of Wanping, if something happens, who can tolerate him?

The gloom on Cen Beisheng's face dissipated a lot, and his cold thin lips even hooked a slightly upward arc, "Are you worried about me?" ”

There is no fake "Brother Zhou", there is no polite rebuttal, at this moment, Cen Beisheng is really aware of his own abnormality, and for Zhou Mingshu, his heart is different.

This difference is not the pride of talking about ideals and ambitions with friends in Beijing, but the spring breeze and rain, moisturizing things silently, and if you are not careful, you will surrender without a fight.

As if he was burned by something, he subconsciously took half a step back, avoiding her gaze, "What I do is just for the country and the people, not something that her little county lord can control, I just believe in you, and I won't take my own family business." ”

Zhou Ziwei lowered her head and bit her lip to prevent her emotions from being revealed, but after a moment, she still couldn't help it, and when she raised her head, she had a smile as warm as a flower, "Brother Cen really understands me." ”

In fact, when it comes out today, only three people are crucial, the owner of the Mancang rice shop, the county lord of Wanping, and the person in front of him.

Lowering the price of rice and letting Chu Wanning relent, in fact, is just an expedient measure, what she wants is to see tangible results after they cede a little benefit, and then ask for more things from them.

With only a small teaching from her, this thing can't be done, and with Cen Beisheng, a person who dares not to take the county lord of Wanping in his eyes, her chances of winning will be greater, and her poverty alleviation policies will be targeted.

Cen Beisheng's eyes flashed, and he said softly, "I will remind Lu Shicong to save enough grain for next year, and I will also write to my friends in Kyoto to ask them to find some farming books, and other things, even if I want to help, the county lord of Wanping will be suspicious, you, do it yourself." ”

After speaking, he put down a food box and walked out of the wing room with a cold face.

Zhou Ziwei raised her eyebrows and looked at the thin back, stretched out her hand to open the food box, and there were several plates of Jingshuilou's signature dishes that were still exuding steam, and they were still double.

She closed the lid, a smile on her face, and walked slowly to the carriage at the door with the food box.

When she returned home, she gave one of the dishes in the food box to Qingli to take to Zhou Mingshu's yard, and she set the other one in front of the table in the room, and while eating, she thought about what kind of agricultural book to write.

Of course, she made up the deviant Taishi Ling at the banquet, and naturally there was no agricultural book. However, during the inspection of various places, a lot of experience in poverty alleviation was summed up, and it was enough to save Wanping, who was backward in the mode of production.

Soon, she sorted out her thoughts, threw away her chopsticks, and wrote the paper with the stars and candles.

The candles in the room were lit all night, and when Zhou Ziwei rubbed her sour wrist and raised her head, it was already dark outside the window, I don't know if it was her illusion, the Zhou family mansion, which has always been lifeless, has a lot of voices today.

She listened carefully, and her face suddenly changed, she hastily folded a pile of paper on the table and stuffed it into her arms, and walked towards Zhou Mingshu's courtyard in the front yard with her skirt.

I don't know why, Zhou Mingshu's courtyard was crowded with people again, but this time people didn't make any noise, only Zhou Mingshu was amazingly loud.

"Don't think about it! I, my sister, will not marry, marry like that, scoundrel! ”

Zhou Ziwei, who walked into the courtyard gate, paused, and as soon as her figure appeared, countless pairs of eyes suddenly fell on her in the courtyard, but at the same time, she was silent, and her face was full of secrecy.

"What's going on?" Zhou Ziwei frowned, and her cold eyes swept towards the people around her.

The people she was staring at shrank back and back, their eyes dodging.

Zhou Ziwei snorted coldly, stopped asking, and walked straight into Zhou Mingshu's room, "Big brother, what's wrong?" ”