Another group of assassins, An Xin doesn't need to guess to know, must be specifically targeting Kong Xun, who exposed the identity of the prince and was rumored to have taken out the prince's order.

An Xin gently leaned back on the recliner and shook it, closing his eyes and pursing his lips.

Do you still need to guess the person who killed it?

is not a killer sent by Concubine Xian and Prime Minister Xiao Cheng.

It was the work of someone who had been hiding in the shadows, watching what was happening, and he was ready to move.

Why An Xin said that someone was about to move, it was because she had received the news from her secret agent, and Beiming couldn't help but contact him, and took advantage of Kong Xun, the prince, who had not officially returned to Beijing, to seize the throne of Daqian.

Emperor Beiming thought very well, and wanted to use such a method to steal Daqian.

If the throne is really inherited by that person, Daqian will inevitably be annexed by the Northern Underworld, and at that time, whether the people of Daqian are round or flat will have to depend on the behavior of the people in the Northern Underworld. Even being a slave is possible.

Thinking of this, An Xin's eyes were slightly gloomy, and the slender and tall figure slowly sat up from the recliner, holding a landscape folding fan in his hand, and gently walked out of the courtyard gate.

Maybe the old emperor wanted to teach a lesson to those families in the capital who watched the fire from the other side when he was poisoned and unable to govern the government, as well as those officials who saw the changes.

In the past two years, he has secretly controlled the court, but Mingli has been arrogant and reckless by the virtuous concubines in the harem.

After being poisoned, his health was good and bad, and he didn't care about the government, and began to ask for a doctor. It's just that Prime Minister Xiao Cheng is pressing those people step by step in order to control power.

An Xin guessed that Emperor Sheng An did not get rid of these two people with a stick, just to let those people see clearly that without him as the emperor, what would happen to them and the officials of these families.

Only when they deeply understand that they can conscientiously and honestly maintain the imperial power in the future, instead of being selfish and evading from the sidelines.

I don't know what the purpose of the eldest prince Si Han is, and he also used his not too bad appearance and identity to take down Xiao Wenrou, the heroine of the crossing who was once very obsessed with Jiang Xuan's peerless appearance.

This made Xiao Wenwen, who considered herself the heroine and wanted to become a master, secretly persuaded Prime Minister Xiao Cheng many times to support Si Han to take the position.

began to want to support the weak lord to take the position, and Xiao Cheng, who operated the real power behind the scenes.

In the next two factions, for the sake of their own interests, the differences between the two factions have become bigger and bigger in the past two years.

thought that even if his third prince was the best candidate for a weak lord, there was a stupid and poisonous woman like Concubine Xian, and people from An Guogong's party making trouble in the back.

It was not easy for him to completely control the three princes.

Why not replace it with a big prince who has been helpless like an invisible person for so many years without the support of his mother, Prime Minister Xiao Cheng was annoyed, there was such a good puppet, why did he ignore it.

Why did he choose the stupid son of Concubine Xian in the first place, and he was still mixed up with the group of people in the Anguo Mansion.

An Xin walked at the gate of the courtyard and came to the street, looking clean and smooth streets, with shops on both sides, people coming and going on the street, bustling, no longer as depressed as they saw at the beginning.

In the tea shed on the side of the road, there were villagers who were tired from going to the street to rest, chatting about the policies introduced by Kong Xun and Li Ziyu.

Talking about their vigorous support for breeding, the eggs laid by chickens, ducks and geese are sent to special places to be made into salted duck eggs and Songhua eggs, helping farmers sell them so that they can increase their cash income.

I also heard them say that the terraced fields that had just been built were not good because the soil was not fertile when they had just been opened.

An Xin, who walked into the roadside tea shed, shook a folding fan and said casually: "The ground is not fertile, but the dead branches and rotten leaves are added to the manure of poultry and animals, and then fermented and sprinkled in the ground to raise the field." ”

"It's still going to be like this." The dark-skinned middle-aged man looked sideways at An Xin and asked timidly, "Can this really fatten this?" ”

An Xin: "If it's true, you can go back and try it, but it takes a little effort and doesn't cost money, don't you say it." ”

A few villagers thought that what An Xin said was right, so they were ready to go back and give it a try, if they could fatten the land, it would increase their income a lot.

An Xin chatted with a few villagers about how they were doing now.

There are very few rich people sitting in the roadside tea sheds, and they are generally the places where the people below are tired from coming to the street and rest and drink water to quench their thirst.

An Xin quietly listened to the villagers in the tea shed talking about the changes in his village,

"In the past, we had no land for us to plant, but now every village has built more terraced fields, and even if the land is barren, we can harvest more grain than before.

In addition, there are no bandits to rob now, and the government is not increasing any messy and harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes, even if we pay taxes in the past two years, we villagers will have surplus food in our families. ”

An Xin also heard the villagers leaning on the side of the mountain talk about the past two years, and the government sent people to teach them to grow herbs, and their eyes were full of hope for the future.

Just when An Xin was having a family affair with a group of villagers.

A subordinate hurriedly ran from the direction of the house where An Xin lived, and when he saw her, he hurriedly shouted, "My lord, someone is coming from the capital." ”

An Xin glanced back at the subordinate who came to call her, turned her head and nodded to the villagers in the tea shed, "I invited today's tea, and I will take a step in advance." ”

In the surprised eyes of a dozen or so dark-colored, plainly dressed villagers, An Xin slowly got up, took out a silver horn or two and threw it to the owner of the tea shop.

Then walk out of the tea shed and disappear into the crowded streets.

"Many... Give too much, each person has enough tea for a penny, just these few people, how can they ask for so much. ”

The owner of the tea shop who reacted took two steps and chased out, and there was still An Xin's figure.

"Just... Just now, the person who chatted with us for a long time," a villager pointed to the direction An Xin left, and said excitedly: "Wouldn't it be the one who led people to exterminate the mountain bandits, and the legend is that the method of building terraces was proposed by her, the exiled female official, right?" ”

The owner of the tea shop looked at the silver horn in his hand, turned around and walked back to add a bowl of tea to everyone, and said:

"There can be a few women who can be called adults, except for Fang Qingping, who was promoted by the female official and inherited the family's military position as a woman.

Isn't this the female official who can be literate and martial, and is wise. ”

An Xin didn't know that her small talk with the villagers would become a secret visit to the people here in Lingnan after she left, and a good story of sympathy for the people.

Misunderstanding, pure misunderstanding.

“……”

An Xin was bored at home, and when he went out, he happened to encounter a topic of interest, so he went into the tea shed and chatted with everyone, and mentioned the method of terraced fattening.

It really has nothing to do with sympathy for the people, secret visits or anything.

(End of chapter)