In the evening, the prefectural government.

Song Wan heard a burst of cat barking outside the house, she pricked up her ears and listened for a moment, and then heard that this was the code set by Zhang Xuehai and her, today the county order is not in the mansion, Song Wan changed her clothes, and slipped out of the back door quietly with a cloak.

Not far from the back door, Song Wan really saw the little guy next to Zhang Xuehai.

"Miss Song, the master is waiting for you in the old place." The little guy obviously knows the *** between the two.

"Got it." Song Wan responded and handed a few pieces of silver to the little girl, but her face was not very good.

She remembered that she had said to Zhang Xuehai not long ago that during this time, it was better to see each other less, after all, she had just been favored by the county order, and if she was discovered at this juncture, whether it was her or Zhang Xuehai, it would be over, not to mention the plan between the two.

After looking around, Song Wan was sure that no one from the county order mansion had found out, so she put on her cloak and hat and left the county order mansion quickly.

The journey from the prefectural government to Gimsenji Temple takes only about half an hour.

Song Wan is a vigilant person, she is looking around all the way, and once there is a suspicious person, she will immediately give up going to Jinquan Temple and return to the county mansion.

But despite this, Song Wan still ignored the person sent by Ye Hao to follow her, but it was also possible that the person was hiding too well.

When she arrived at the hut in the dense forest outside Jinquan Temple, Song Wan knocked lightly on the door three times and then knocked twice heavily according to the agreement with Zhang Xuehai, this was the code that the two of them had set before, and only the two of them knew it.

On weekdays, no one came to this hut, so in order to prevent anyone else, Zhang Xuehai thought of such a way.

Zhang Xuehai opened the door and pulled Song Wan into the room.

As soon as they met, Zhang Xuehai couldn't wait to take Song Wan into his arms, buried his face in Song Wan's neck, and greedily breathed the fragrance that belonged to Song Wan.

"Don't make a fuss, go in first." Song Wanqiao blushed and pushed away the man in front of her slightly.

Although it was not the first time that the two of them had done such a reluctance to do such a thing, every time they carried it out, Song Wan would feel extremely shy.

"It's all up to you." Zhang Xuehai leaned over and picked up the woman horizontally, and then walked into the house quickly.

The dress in the room is extremely simple, maybe because of the fact that he doesn't come often, there is a little dust on the table, but the two don't seem to care, they kiss together as soon as they enter the door, and Zhang Xuehai skillfully unravels Song Wan's clothes.

"Hate~" Song Wanjiao snorted, and the slender jade hand clenched into an empty fist and gently hammered Zhang Xuehai's chest, looking like she wanted to refuse and welcome.

At this time, Song Wan was untidy, her snow-white fragrant shoulders were exposed, and the air was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

In other words, no man can stand such a glamorous beauty in front of him.

Zhang Xuehai didn't care about anything else, and directly threw Song Wan on the bed and bullied him.

The two of them were quickly united.

After a while, a red-faced voice came from inside the room.

After everything was over, the two of them were naked, and Song Wan leaned on the man's arms with charming eyes like silk, looking satisfied.

"Can Wan'er say good things in my ear for the county magistrate? You also know that I am the eldest son of the Zhang family, and I have not made a name for myself for a long time, and I have aroused the contempt of other brothers and sisters in the family." Zhang Xuehai turned around as he spoke, looking at Song Wan with affection, "Don't worry, when I become famous in the future, I will definitely snatch you from the county order."

"But......" A hint of hesitation flashed in Song Wan's eyes, it's not that she doesn't want to, it's just that she can't, after all, she has just been favored, and if she is bored by the county order because of this matter, I am afraid that the gains will outweigh the losses.

"Why don't you wait a while?" Song Wan opened her mouth tentatively, she was not Zhang Xuehai, she had a lot to consider.

She once tried to probe the tone of the county order, and knew what kind of attitude the county order maintained towards Zhang Xuehai at present, and now is not a good opportunity.

"Can you bear to see me remain silent?" Zhang Xuehai got up suddenly, and the quilt slipped off him, taking Song Wan with him

, because the window was not closed, a gust of cold wind blew in, and Song Wan shivered subconsciously.

"But you should also think about me, you should know that I won the favor of the county magistrate." Song Wan sobered up for a moment and tried to argue with Zhang Xuehai.

"If I can take the place of the prefectural magistrate, you won't have to look at that old man's face again!" After speaking, Zhang Xuehai took Song Wan's hand, "Wan'er, you can help me, okay?"

"I'm ......" Song Wan was still hesitating.

"Did you lie to me when you said you wanted to be with me all the time?" Seeing that Song Wan was still hesitating, Zhang Xuehai simply played the emotional card, hoping to make Song Wan agree.

"I really wanted to be with you, I didn't lie to you." Song Wan held the man's hand anxiously, with tears in her eyes, for fear that the man would not believe her.

"Can you help me?" Zhang Xuehai held Song Wan's hand and put it on his chest, his eyes were sincere.

Under Zhang Xuehai's persuasion, Song Wan finally compromised and agreed to help Zhang Xuehai say good things in the ear of the county commander.

The wind in the ears of the pillow man is more useful than everything.

"It's not too early, let's go back first, lest someone find a flaw." Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Zhang Xuehai's mood suddenly improved a lot.

Glancing out the window, it's not early.

After the two got dressed, Zhang Xuehai stuffed the pearl hairpin he had bought on the street into Song Wan's hand, and said some sweet words by the way.

Looking at the pearl hairpin in her hand, Song Wan smiled sweetly, feeling that she was the happiest woman in the world.

After leaving the courtyard, Song Wan still wore her cloak and disappeared into the depths of the woods.

The little maid had been guarding outside the house, and when he saw his master coming out, he hurriedly stepped forward.

Thinking of the matter of Mochiyue Tower, Zhang Xuehai was still angry in his heart, "You go to Mochizuki Tower to have a look."

How could the little guy who has been working beside Zhang Xuehai not understand his master's mind? After answering, he went to Mochizuki Tower according to Zhang Xuehai's instructions.

At this time, in the Moon Tower, Huang Chuan was talking about the purchase of sugarcane with the head of the same village.

"If the village chief is willing, I will collect all the sugarcane in your village in the future." Huang Chuan was very atmospheric, and he contracted all the future harvests in the village as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Boss Huang actually spoke, then I can naturally trust it." The village chief smiled, in the past, the tons of sugarcane were not cared for at all, but now there are people willing to collect it, which can be regarded as a good thing.

"In that case, please ask the village chief to sign this contract." Saying that, Huang Chuan took out a piece of paper, and drafted several agreements on the paper, in order to prevent these people from repenting.

Just as the village chief was about to sign, the little guy from before suddenly broke in with someone.

"Don't take their word for it." The little guy looked angry and rushed to the middle of the two. snatched the paper from Huang Chuan's hand and tore it to pieces in an instant.

"This is ......" The village chief frowned, not reacting to the sudden situation in front of him for a moment.

"What are you doing here?" Huang Chuan recognized the little guy in front of him at a glance, who was the person who followed Zhang Xuehai.

"Don't think we don't know, this treaty is equivalent to a deed of sale, if it is signed, it is equivalent to selling the rest of your life to him, and you will have to work for them day and night in the future." The little guy is talking nonsense seriously.

Huang Chuan sneered, what time is it now? No one still believes these words, does it?

But to Huang Chuan's surprise, the village chief really believed the little guy's nonsense, and with a cold face, he asked, "I cooperate with you in good faith, and you treat us like this!"

The village chief struck the ground a few times with his cane, his face full of anger.

"Not really." Huang Chuan was about to explain, but the village chief didn't give him a chance at all, turned around and left Mochizuki Tower with disappointment.

The purchase of sugar cane is in vain.

The little guy looked at Huang Chuan gloatingly, and his smug eyes were like saying again: I did it on purpose, what can you do with me?

Huang Chuan clenched his fists, "Don't deceive people too much."

"Tsk, who let you offend people who shouldn't be offended." The little maid's nostrils were facing the sky, and he didn't care about Huang Chuan's words, so he turned around and left with his own people.

Huang Chuan was about to step forward to seek justice, but was stopped by Fu Heng.

"The shopkeeper, just let him go?" Huang Chuan was very unwilling, obviously they were about to negotiate, who knows, this person came out to intervene.

"Do you have any evidence that they ruined our cooperation?" are all smart people, there were only two people in the village chief and Huang Chuan when they were discussed, and now the village chief is angry and left, if they catch up and mess around, it is always them who will suffer.

Huang Chuan couldn't swallow this breath, and was ready to write a letter to inform Ye Hao of this matter.

It's just that before he started writing, he was stopped by Fu Heng, "Why bother Miss Ye with this little matter, leave it to me to deal with."

This Moon Tower was opened by him, and now that someone has come to make trouble in the open, how can he let them go easily?

"What do you mean, shopkeeper?" Huang Chuan didn't react for a while, scratching the back of his head, hoping that Fu Heng would be able to make his words clearer.

"Treat others as they would go." Fu Heng deliberately sold Guanzi, besides, he could solve such a trivial matter by himself.

Immediately, Fu Heng picked up the brush on the table, raised his hand to write a letter, folded it and put it in an envelope, "Send this to the county magistrate's mansion, go now."

The little guy didn't dare to delay, picked up the envelope and ran in the direction of the county office.

It didn't take long to arrive at the gate of the prefectural office.

When the doorman saw the visitor, he came up and asked, "Who are you?"

"The younger one is the person from Mochizuki Tower, and the shopkeeper of my family asked me to send a letter to my master." With that, the little servant held up the letter in his hand.

After the doorman received the letter, he immediately reported it to the government.

As for that little guy, not everyone in the county government can enter.

At this time, the master was in the study to deal with official business, and when he heard the knock on the door, he frowned unhappily, "Come in."

Those who came in were the subordinates who were waiting by the master's side.

The subordinate is very good at observing words and feelings, and seeing that the master is not in a good mood, he said with concern: "The master has not rested well?"

"It doesn't matter." The master stopped what he was doing, "Say, what's the report?"

"It's a letter sent by the shopkeeper of Mochizuki Tower." The subordinate handed the letter to the master.

Mochizuki Tower?

The master pursed his lips and opened the envelope in his hand expressionlessly.

There is only one sentence in it, 'Is the county magistrate unwilling to accept the price of sugar cane and deliberately send people to make trouble?'

The master was stunned, he was the confidant of the county commander, as far as he knew, the county commander was very satisfied with this cooperation, how could he send someone to make trouble?

Could it be that something went wrong?

After thinking about it, the master thought that the culprit was Zhang Xuehai, besides him, who would openly refute the order issued by the county order?

The master's face turned cold, and it was time to teach him a lesson.