The officer asked a heart-piercing question.

"It's hard to say that Yong'an Bo has a bad relationship with Xin Yu, and he will definitely not let go of this method."

"It's even more troublesome." An official muttered.

The Ministry of Rites Shangshu took a sip of tea without saying a word.

As these people guessed, He Qingxiao went all the way south, and when he arrived at the place where the New Deal was being tried, the first thing he did was to arrange for someone to set up a stage, and the second thing was to find many beggars and teach them to sing the straightforward and easy-to-understand Lotus Fall, which was compiled from the benefits of the New Deal.

Soon, the streets were full of drama, and the streets and alleys were full of lotus flowers about the New Deal.

When the field began to be measured, even the drooping children would sing two words, "The new deal is good, the new deal is wonderful".

The poor people understood the benefits of the new policy and began to look forward to its implementation.

Of course, the gentry and wealthy families were not reconciled. The scruples of the officials did not dare to oppose it openly, and the rich people obstructed it openly and secretly.

He Qingxiao has only one attitude towards this, and that is to be tough.

Not afraid of being scolded, not afraid of killing.

When the particularly strong opposition of the rich households was arrested or killed, and some officials who violated the law were also thrown into prison by him who had the right to "cut first and then play", the implementation of the new policy was much smoother.

He Qingxiao wrote letters, including secret reports to Emperor Xingyuan, and letters to Xin Yu.

The key is to explain the most important things clearly, and He Qingxiao is familiar with how to write secret reports.

When I write a letter to Xin Yu, how to implement the new policy must be written, how popular the big drama will be, and how many lotus flowers will be sung all over the city must be written...... Think about it, the scenery along the way should also be written.

Unconsciously finished writing what he wanted to write, and He Qingxiao completed "a book......

Holding a thick pile of stationery and thinking about it, he was reluctant to delete a certain part, and the thick letter was finally delivered to Xin Yu.

At this time, it has entered the wax moon, and the water outside is dripping into ice, and the cold wind is howling. Xin Yu nested in the warm room, opened the envelope and looked at it slowly.

Xiaolian brought red dates and longan tea, and was pleasantly surprised when she saw the letter in Xin Yu's hand: "Ah, girl, you have written a new book?"

Xin Yu looked down at the thick pile and couldn't help but smile: "Hmm."

"Can the maid take a look first?" Xiaolian couldn't help but lean over.

Xin Yu covered the letter and said seriously: "Waste manuscript, still waste manuscript."

These words can't dispel Xiaolian.

How good "Painted Skin" and "Journey to the West" are. The story written by the girl will not be bad even if it is still a scrapped manuscript.

"Girl, take a look at the servant. It's okay to scrap the manuscript, let the maid have a good time first."

Xin Yu felt a kind of regret for lifting a stone to hit himself in the foot, and seriously refused: "No, I'm used to writing it before I show it to others." Ahem, my hands are a little cold, Xiaolian, go get a hand stove."

"Whoa." Xiaolian was busy, and when she turned to leave, she swept the corner of the envelope pressed under the scroll, although she didn't react for a while, she felt that something was strange.

When I got out of the back room, the little maid was stunned, and I came back to my senses: I received a letter from Lord He today, and what kind of waste manuscript is that thick pile of paper, it is clearly a letter written by Lord He to the girl!

Thinking that she was still begging the girl to see it, Xiaolian patted her head in embarrassment, and then was a little speechless.

Lord He looked at Qing Qing coldly and very noble, how could he write a letter like writing a book?

That's it, the girl still coaxed her - Xiaolian had a flash of inspiration and covered her mouth in surprise.

The girl coaxed her obviously embarrassed. But the girl is such a frank and generous person, what is there to be embarrassed about?

The case has been solved: the girl likes Lord He!

Glimpsing Xin Yu's thoughts, Xiaolian's heart was pounding, and she was floating when she walked.

Not for anything else, one is to be excited about his acumen, and then he is happy for Xin Yu.

In Xiaolian's eyes, Miss Ayu is an omnipotent fairy. But it's too powerful, too rational, and often gives her the illusion that she will disappear at any time without care.

Now, after perceiving Xin Yu's intentions, Xiaolian is inexplicably down-to-earth.

Xin Yu sent Xiaolian to fetch the stove as an excuse, and was afraid that Xiaolian would come back and see her reading the letter and make trouble to take a look, so she pressed the letter, opened a book casually and waited.

This turned out to be longer than expected.

Xiaolian has always done things neatly, what's wrong today?

"Girl, hand stove."

Finally waited for Xiaolian to come, Xin Yu took over the hand stove: "You can rest too, I'll think about how to change the story."

"Yes, girl, think slowly, and call the servant if you have something." Xiaolian pursed her lips and went out with a smile.

Xin Yu looked at He Qingxiao's letter in a down-to-earth manner.

I have to say that it is good to have rich content, and when I read the letter, although I didn't see it with my own eyes, all kinds of things in the south seem to have been experienced in person, and it also made Xin Yu have a lot of words to say in the reply.

Before the reply to the letter began, someone came to the palace and passed on Xin Yu to enter the palace.

Recently, no one in the capital has been looking for her, and Xin Yu can't help but wonder why Emperor Xingyuan suddenly summoned her.

"Ayu is here, it's cold outside, right?" Emperor Xingyuan and the others saluted, smiled and asked, in a tone like an ordinary father to his daughter.

"Stayed in the car all the way, okay."

Emperor Xingyuan gossiped a few words, and then said: "There is a letter from the south, and the beginning of the new policy is quite smooth."

If you start well, you'll be able to do it later.

"That's good." Xin Yu guessed that it was the secret report sent back by He Qingxiao, but pretended to know nothing.

Emperor Xingyuan briefly talked about the situation in the south, but the more specific letter didn't say it, and he couldn't share it with his daughter, Lang smiled and said, "Being able to do it so smoothly is inseparable from your merits."

When he heard about those big dramas for the first time, it is not an exaggeration to describe the mood at that time as shocking.

How can there be so many novel and useful ideas, the same as her mother-

In the past, Emperor Xingyuan only felt uncomfortable when he thought of Empress Xin. Now that I think about it, in addition to regret and regret, I feel a little more proud.

At this time, Sun Yan came in and presented a copy of the recital to Emperor Xingyuan.

Emperor Xingyuan didn't avoid Xin Yu, opened the playbook and read it, and slapped the playbook on the case.

Xin Yu glanced at the notebook that was slammed on the table, but did not say anything.

Emperor Xingyuan scolded again: "These bastards!"

Xin Yu remained silent.

Emperor Xingyuan couldn't hold back and took the initiative to say: "There is a book from the north, saying that nearly a thousand people are blocking the gate of the yamen to protest against the new policy, and it is difficult to carry out the ...... after only measuring a few fields."

When the Ministry of Rites Shangshu and others hurriedly came, they saw the Xin Yu in the hall, which had turned from unacceptable to numb at the beginning.

It's not okay if you don't feel numb, don't you see that the emperor's face is very dark, obviously in a very bad mood, at this time, if you say something that you don't have, you will probably be taken away by the edict.

Emperor Xingyuan and the others all arrived, slapped the playbook, and talked about the situation in the north.