Chapter 50

In recent days, the crown princess has been in a daze. If it wasn't for the people of Qin and Chu, I don't think she would have found something strange.

As long as she remembers the sufferings of the princess, she can't wait to cut Zhang Jieyu alive.

"Yes, yes Zhang Jieyu was flustered, kneeling on the ground, pulling the skirt of the crown princess, and crying, "madam, I really have the crime of not investigating, but I really never told her to do such a dirty thing!"

The Crown Princess just rubbed her temples and said lazily, "what's the truth? I can't just listen to your one side of the story."

Then she looked up at the servant girl who was tied up honestly.

The servant girl was very clever, and her figure was stronger than others. She should have some foundation.

"Look up." The princess said indifferently.

The kneeling servant girl raised her head, and her voice was clear: "the name of the servant girl is Qingcui. It's really not the master's command to take medicine in the lady's teacup. It's the slave girl who looks at the master's worries day and night, so it's a bad idea."

Zhang Jieyu, kneeling with her head down, breathed a sigh of relief, and her eyebrows were even colder.

Obviously it's fake!

Not to mention that without Zhang Jieyu's command, the maid would never rush to attack. Even if she did it rashly, without Zhang Jieyu's help, how could she find out the defense of the imperial concubine's bedroom?

How do you know the specific situation in the dormitory.

But Qingcui had already admitted it, and there was no evidence to prove her death, so she couldn't punish Zhang Jieyu any more.

"This is not what I want to ask." The crown princess looked light, as if she had already guessed what Qingcui said.

Sheyue also snorted coldly. Although she still wanted to cut Zhang Jieyu's eyes, her face was calm, as if she had a solution.

Qingcui raises her head and looks straight at the Crown Princess: "I don't know what question the empress wants to ask the maid."

"Who is that fierce ghost?" The crown princess took the teacup at hand, took a sip of tea, and then put it down gently.

The posture is calm and elegant, which makes people feel pleasant.

Meng Xu is really blind, even put around such a peerless beauty ignored.

The people of Qin and Chu thought bitterly.

Green green expression indifference way: "don't know."

"Yes?" The Crown Princess raised her eyes to see green.

She Yue, who was standing on one side, directly took out the momentum of a big servant girl and said: "Qingcui, no matter who you obey, now you have a chance. Otherwise... "

She glanced askance at Zhang Jieyu kneeling at the foot of the Crown Princess: "the empress has found out. Even if you want to protect someone, you can't keep it."

This

The Qin and Chu people quickly lowered their heads, wiped the sweat on their forehead, took the teacup handed by green and sipped it lightly. At the same time, she glanced at the green, and the little girl looked at the moon with a little worship.

What are you looking at! You're not that stuff!

The people of Qin and Chu thought once again that the maidservant of the crown princess was very good.

At present, there is only one person around her who is green. The other two people... Can only fill the scene. The person Meng Xu sent, but she really dare not put it in the room.

In particular, there is still... A picture hidden in her room that can't be seen by outsiders.

"It's better to block than to dredge." Meng Yan said solemnly, "although we all know this truth, where is the river going now?"

The geographical location of southern Sichuan has always been biased. There are many high mountains and valleys, so there are relatively few habitable plains.

Once there is a flood disaster, the whole family can only go up the mountain and return to their hometown after the rainstorm.

But the water in the city is still stagnant due to the surge of the river, and most of the besieged residents starve to death.

This is just the situation at the foot of Meng Yan, and other places in southern Sichuan are not optimistic. This is along the river, relying on mountains and rivers.

Rivers and sea lanes are already the limit. If we dredge them rashly, I'm afraid the villages downstream will be completely submerged.

"This year's harvest is over."

A local official sighed: "even if the place is preserved, without two or three years of adoption, I'm afraid it can't restore the prosperity of the past."

Meng Yan sat on the top with a cold face. Today, he is still a neat tights. The cuffs and trouser legs are tightly tied up for the convenience of movement.

Many channels have been dug to dredge the river, and there are no fewer tired workers, but the reservoir still seems to break its levee.

"How about grain distribution?" Meng Yan asked another question.

"Ah..." another long sigh, and several people spoke with difficulty, "I'm afraid it's not easy. The government silver has been distributed layer by layer, but it has been exploited a lot. The remaining grain bought by the government silver will inherit the whole city..."

This must not be repeated.

"What's more, there was almost no surplus in the grain stores in southern Sichuan, which were dispatched from other provinces and states, and the price doubled."

Another official intervened.

Meng Yan's face sank and he thought for a long time. He even put the dagger on the table and said sincerely, "I'm afraid I'll trouble you."

Everyone's face is a Zheng, all from the other side's Mou son read out a bit shocked.

The dagger that Meng Yan carried with him was not an ordinary one. I heard that the former Emperor was hunting in Chunwei in his early years, and Meng Yan won the first place.

It happened that there was a different emperor to congratulate him. The other side appreciated Meng Yan. The former Emperor wanted to make friends with him, so Meng Yan exchanged his belongings with the prince.

It's a shame.

Later, however, I heard that the Regent had a close relationship with the prince and had frequent correspondence with him.

Meng Yan

No one knows that the fool wrote a letter almost three or five days after he went back: Meng Yan, my concubine ignored me again.

Meng Yan, I miss you so much.

Your Highness The Regent, my son is suddenly disobedient.

All of these will not be repeated.

"I will do my best."

"Chen Yuan pawned all his property."

With Meng Yan's leadership, this disguised forced donation finally started. One night later, the money had an objective change.

It's just

After all, the river collapsed and affected several villages. The flood relief finally came to an end.

Although there was no threat that the reservoir would collapse at any time, Meng Yan was still in southern Sichuan for a while.

After the natural disaster, a hundred wastes are waiting to be revived. Naturally, he is indispensable.

Meng Yan held his hand behind him and looked in the direction of the capital. The figure of the Qin and Chu people first appeared in his mind.

"I really don't know!" Qingcui is still stubborn and refuses to let go, "the maid is not the one who plays the ghost, let alone..."

Her voice suddenly lowered down, Yin measurement way: "this purple gold palace, who is clean?"? How can you really be sure that it's a person or a ghost? "

When the Qin and Chu people were cool behind, the tea cups in their hands were smashed to pieces on the ground.