Chapter 693: Xiao Yi, get up and work

Wu Zhen smiled slightly: "The residence of King Yong is located in the northwest, so this typhoid fever is actually caused by you. For the common people in the world, you must move to the south of the Yangtze River and wait until the death spirit is eliminated before you can enter Beijing."
Separated rule of the Yong family.
The local aristocratic family was particularly arrogant, almost indistinguishable from the Tu Emperor.
In the Jiangnan area, the Yuchi family was the most prosperous, raising soldiers and horses to levy taxes. It was like the second imperial court. For many years, the envoys sent by the imperial court to Jiangnan did not survive.
Xiao Yi played to win the money and didn't speak, but looked at Wu Zhen with a smile.
This old man bullied him when he was young and was returning to his homeland for the first time. He was not familiar with everything here, so he wanted to deceive him to Jiangnan and take the hands of the Yuchi family to get rid of his trouble.
Unfortunately……
He stared at Wu Zhen and smiled more.
He was born beautifully and beautifully, like a jade of gold, he looked very beautiful when he laughed, but there was cold in his eyes, like a sharp blade that would be sheathed at any time, which was really daunting.
Wu Zhenyijie Wenchen, timid.
He said unnaturally: "What is your Highness laughing at?"
Xiao Yi hooked his lips, seeming to mention casually: "The family of Wu Family IV and San Gong, the family holds five kinds of veins: cinnabar, realgar, alum, Zengqing, and Cishi, they are very rich and distinguished."
Being so complimented and complimented, Wu Zhen couldn't help showing his face.
He straightened his waist and squeezed his fat and round belly, very proud.
Seated, Shen Jiang lightly picked long eyelashes.
Obviously, she already knew what Xiao Yi had to say next.
She glanced at Wu Zhen and secretly scolded an idiot.
Xiao Yi did not hesitate: "The five kinds of mineral veins are precisely the raw materials for making Wushisan. All merchants selling Wushisan have to purchase ore at high prices from Da Situ. Speaking of which, the outbreak of typhoid fever occurred in Chang'an. The five-stone powder in the drugstore is in short supply. Da Situ, should you make a fortune with blood?"
As he spoke, he casually sat down with his robe.
Dansha brocade robe is broad and luxurious, setting off the young man like a crane.
He lifted his cheeks, still looking directly at Wu Zhen, with a wicked smile: "What is lifeless and angry? This king looks at it. This typhoid fever is caused by someone deliberately in order to make money. Da Situ, what do you think?"
Wu Zhen's face suddenly turned pale and ugly.
He pointed his tail at Xiao Yi: "As a man of anger, no one has ever questioned the official's calculations! King Yong fabricated it out of thin air to frame the imperial official, and the crime is not to be blamed!"
"Oh, you said that the typhoid fever was caused by this king, and it was caused by this king? This king presented facts and reasoned, just fabricated and framed you out of thin air? Da Situ is so capable, and what the trial officer does, let Da Situ go directly Looking at Yunqi, don't you know who the murderer is?"
"You...you talk nonsense!"
Wu Zhen was furious, his round face flushed.
There is no such thing as the calmness of just holding the tail in hand and talking with the family.
On the other hand, Xiao Yi, the young man stretched his sleeves wide, with an elegant and romantic expression.
People admire Meilangjun.
The reason why the celebrities are keen to take Wu Shi San is also because it can make people look thin and elegant like an immortal, and their face shiny like pearls.
Many aristocratic families looked at Xiao Yi's beauty and Wu Zhen's plump, round, rough black.
The two sitting together, it really looks like a toad grass growing next to the Yushu.
Although most of them are Shen Jiang's confidantes, but Xiao Yi's appearance is really seductive, so the balance in his heart is unconsciously biased towards Xiao Yi.
Such a beautiful man, it would be a pity if he died young!
Zhenguo Gong Ning Su immediately said: "Empress, why not let His Royal Highness Yong Wang be responsible for investigating this typhoid fever event? I heard that His Royal Highness used to be Dali Temple Secretary in Nanyue and was very good at finding cases. If you can participate in the investigation, you can do it. Why not remove suspicion and benefit the people?"
Xiao Yi knocked on the low case.
Understand that Ning Su is paving the way for him to enter officialdom.
Other families who admired Xiao Yi's appearance were also happy to give him a chance to survive, so they asked to play and let Xiao Yi be responsible for investigating the incident.
Shen Jiang didn't expect much from Wu Zhen.
Her lips chuckled slightly: "I haven't seen Ayan's ability. Since all Aiqing think he can give him a try, then try. Ayan, you have to investigate the case carefully and don't let the adults down. Your expectations."
Xiao Yi was noncommittal.
Coming out of Kunning Palace, Ning Su stopped Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi said lightly: "Uncle?"
Ning Su patted him on the shoulder: "I came back for a long time, but didn't visit the town government office. Your aunt and a few cousins ​​have never seen you. They waited and waited until you were so angry."
Xiao Yi's expression was still indifferent, but there was a warmer expression in his eyes.
He said: "If I visit Zhenguo Gongfu today, all the families in Chang'an City tomorrow will know that you are on my side."
"So what?"
"Uncle, I play against Shen Jiang, and the odds of winning are only 20%."
"I would like to make a desperate move."
"If it's a complete failure?"
"It's glorious to die."
A middle-aged man with tough eyebrows.
Xiao Yi twisted to win over the money, and whispered, "Thank you."
Ning Su again exhorted: "The Chang'an family is highly powerful. If you want to enter the official path, you must have at least two families to join. No matter how your Royal Highness hates human relations, you have to make several families."
Xiao Yi should go down.
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It's noon after coming out of the palace.
Xiao Yi rode his horse back to the small wine shop, and saw Shiku pretending to be a shopkeeper, standing behind the counter and fiddled with the abacus. The other henchmen in short brown clothes were screaming and selling alcohol.
It looks a lot like that.
It's a pity that the shops are full of murderousness, and I didn't see half of the customers coming.
Xiao Yi changed her clothes in the backyard and walked to the front store holding a towel, and she saw Nan Jiaojiao carrying a pear flower wooden food box, with money.
"Husband!"
The little girl had a sweet mouth, and she called out softly before she stepped into the threshold.
Xiao Yi answered "Yes."
Nan Baoyi walked up to Xiao Yi with small steps, wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead with the veil, and said with pity: "The husband has worked hard to support the family. I haven't seen him for half a day. This has lost a circle..."
Shiku held the abacus, his expression delicate.
After only half a day's work, he really couldn't see where his master had lost weight.
Nan Baoyi smiled and opened the food box, and said: "I brought my husband rice with vegetables, braised pork and tempeh, all of which I cooked personally.
Shiku stretched his neck and looked at it: "It seems to be the food of Fu'an Building. It's expensive, right?"
"Doesn't it? It cost me half a silver coin." After Nan Baoyi finished speaking, he quickly added, "I mean the raw materials are very expensive. You are the new shopkeeper, and you come to eat too. From now on, I will have to take care of you. My husband."
Xiao Yi took a seat, held the chopsticks, and said lightly: "He is not hungry."
Why should the meal given to him by his wife be distributed to others?
Ten pains in the heart.
He was even more angry when he thought of Xiao Yi's penalty for confiscating his annual salary this morning.
He coughed, and suddenly cursed with courage: "It's not the hour yet, Xiao Yi, what kind of food do you have?! Get up and work quickly! So many wine jars have not been moved out, and the eyes are white?!"
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I'm late, I'm late, sorry