Master Tian didn't expect that what the Yan family was hiding was such a secret matter.

The princess's wedding boat was a thief, and she was still a thief in the palace.

Reminiscent of an old friend's previous letter mentioning that the palace sent people to look for lost items along the river in Gufeng and Changping, what they were looking for should be these boxes sunk in the water.

He also had an even more headache guess, daring to attack the princess, so blatant, the identity of the person behind it was about to come out.

Coupled with the fact that the note that deceived the border defense this time came from the British Prince's Mansion, Master Tian's mood was very complicated.

"Teacher, let's talk to Shizi." Yan Lao Er whispered.

Master Tian was still having a headache and didn't answer immediately.

Yan Huaiwen: "My lord, the prince of the world sent a silver ticket privately, and we will also quietly inform you." ”

As for what will happen to the prince when he learns about it, it has nothing to do with them.

However, after this incident, their connection with the prince will definitely be closer.

He looked at Lord Tian deeply, if there was no God's blessing, this Lord Tian should have died on the day of the tiger breaking the city, and he would die like the second master and the third master.

The son should have died young, but since Lord Tian can save him, who knows if the fate of the son will be different from the previous life.

What happens to people is truly wonderful.

He never separated from his family, never separated from Tianyou, and came to Guanzhou with his family or even the whole village, and since then, everything has become different.

At first, it was just to change the fate of the people around him, but gradually, all the people and things he came into contact with were developing in an unpredictable direction.

Only the time of the day, not human can change.

Yan Huaiwen clearly remembers that this year, Guanzhou reported a cold disaster, and since then it has been closed year after year.

In the first two years, the imperial court would provide timely relief, but the increasingly chaotic battle for storage positions, frequent disasters in various places, and the inability of the center to take care of it, made the barren land of Guanzhou gradually neglected.

Disaster, Beirong Border ...... It has become the norm on the Guanzhou table.

It wasn't until the death of the prince that the emperor remembered King Ying, who was far away in Guanzhou.

That year was the year when the old emperor was determined to establish a prince.

They successively recalled the princes who were abroad to return to Beijing and stayed by their side for inspection.

The British king's beloved son was newly mourned, and the war in Guanzhou was tight, so he missed the period of returning to Beijing, and he had no chance to compete for the storage position.

However, with his knowledge of the British King, it is not a good thing to miss this time.

The old emperor has a deep mind, and he is like raising a Gu, sitting and watching the princes fight each other, attacking each other, and using them to do things......

This is true for the prince, and even more so for the courtiers.

When he was jealous and hateful, he gradually showed his edge, and the sharp knife named Yan Huaiwen was held in the hands of the old emperor, using him to investigate corruption, using him to clear the officialdom, and using him to warn everyone......

Hang this sharp blade above everyone's heads, eager to kill.

In just six years, he walked to the top of the ladder that was beyond the reach of all officials.

Every step is like walking on thin ice, and if you are not careful, you will be crushed!

Even if he was careful and thoughtful, his Heng'er still couldn't be saved.

……

Master Tian set his eyes on his disciple.

It stands to reason that it is best to leave this matter to Tianyou, and only their father and daughter know where the caisson is.

But he just took Tianyou to the palace for a walk, and it would be too eye-catching to go again at this time.

What's more, tonight is the trading period.

Master Tian didn't want to make extraneous branches.

Yan Huaiwen also had the same idea, so his eyes fell on Yan Yu.

……

Yan Yu rushed to Fucheng with the letter written by his master.

There are also three railways that follow along the way.

Santie once went to Fucheng to report the news, and the officials who guarded the city still had the impression that they did not ask the two of them to enter the city.

Yan Yu said with a smile: "Brother Santie, it seems that you have to come often, the more familiar you are with the people guarding the city, the better, and in the future, you don't need to spend copper plates in the city, and you have to save a lot of money." ”

That's not the case when you think about it.

"Little Er, you're right, I'll be close to the big brothers who defend the city in the future."

Yan Lao Er and Yan Yu, the father and daughter, have imperceptibly influenced many people.

Santie admires Second Uncle Yan's ability to talk to anyone the most, and wants to try to learn it.

They didn't want to be noticed.

The donkey cart was full of things.

There were bundles of firewood, as well as prey caught in Xiao'an Village in the past two days.

After handing over the copper plate in the market not far from the palace and putting the things he brought, Yan Yu took the cat in his arms and squatted in front of the stall.

Started to do business in earnest.

Like them, there are not many firewood that is brought into the city to sell, and basically the nearby villagers are waiting at the gate of the city, and there is no need to hand over copper plates if they do not enter the city.

Everyone thinks so, there are many firewood sellers gathered at the city gate every day, and the price is very stable, a bundle of about ten yuan.

Yan Yu can only say that the people in this world are very simple, for fear that their own firewood is less than that of others, and it is difficult to sell, one is more dense than one bundle, and there is no intention of cutting corners.

If you buy a bundle of firewood and only light the stove to cook, it can be used for several days.

The firewood that Yan Yu and the others brought was bundled in a decent manner, and it was not very popular, she asked for ten yuan, and she didn't sell it for half a day.

However, Yan Yu was not in a hurry, and asked Brother Santie to try his luck in the vicinity to see if he could meet those guards who were with Shizi that day.

Pheasants and hares have opened one after another.

Yan Yulun only sells, the price is not high, her mouth is sweet, she calls people's aunts and aunts are not hot, you can hear the crisp sound of selling from afar, people love to join in the fun, seeing a child sitting in a stall selling things, it is very strange, and she is willing to cheer.

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Gradually, two bundles of firewood were sold.

Santie came back and delivered a bundle to the door.

Just when Yan Yu thought that he was going to return in vain today.

The cat, who had been quiet, meowed twice and put her little paw on the back of her hand.

Yan Yu said to Santie, who had just come back: "Brother Santie, you go over there and try it, if you can't touch it, forget it today, let's go home." ”

Santie responded and walked in the direction pointed by Xiao Er.

When he saw the little brother named the book next to Shizi, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Holding a book and seeing him, he looked at him several times in confusion, and determined that it was really the person from Xiao'an Village who came to Fucheng to report the news.

Before he could react.

Santie rushed over and said the lines set for him by Xiao Er seriously: "Little brother, don't you use firewood in your house?" ”

Holding the book was stunned for a moment.

is worthy of the people around the prince, and he quickly noticed something.

"You're selling firewood? Where's the firewood? How to sell? ”

"Ten pieces of money, it's not far from there, the little brother looks at it first, and I think I'll carry it home for the little brother."

Holding the book and following him.

After that, I saw the Yan family's junior sitting behind the stall.

Although he used firewood as an excuse to attract the book, Yan Yu did not sell firewood, but worked hard to sell the last hare.

With the gesture of giving it to the rabbit, he handed over the letter in his sleeve.