As soon as these words came out, they immediately caused an uproar in the small mountain village.
The villagers, who had been so arrogant just now, immediately became silent.
"How is that possible? She is just a rich woman, and she is still working in the fields. How could she become an official?"
"It's over, it's over, we have offended her this time, but she is going to die."
Everyone was whispering and looking at Zhan Qingyue with fear in their eyes.
The clever man fell to his knees with a plop.
"My Lord, please spare your life. We, a group of people who didn't know what to do, rushed into you."
With one leader taking the lead, the others followed suit and knelt down, begging for mercy.
Everyone's faces turned pale with fright, their calves couldn't stop shaking, and their voices were even more breathless.
Especially the few people who had just clamored to break in, their faces were pale, they knelt on the ground tremblingly, and buried their heads.
Zhan Qingyue looked coldly at this group of villagers who had taken advantage of the situation. If she hadn't had this title by her side, she would have been beaten to death by them right now.
Thinking of this, Zhan Qingyue looked at everyone with sharp eyes.
"When I set up the insect nets, you came out one by one to stop me and insisted on worshiping some insect god. Now that the fields have suffered a big disaster, you are begging me again. It's really ridiculous."
Zhan Qingyue's tone was extremely cold, and everyone's hearts dropped when they heard it.
One by one, they raised their eyelids to look at Zhan Qingyue in fear, and then quickly lowered their heads to beg for mercy.
"God has a good life. Since God sent me to promote high-yielding rice and publicize improved varieties, I will not sit idly by and watch what happens now."
When Han Yiyun heard this, he turned his head and glanced at her.
As soon as their eyes met, they immediately understood what Zhan Qingyue meant.
Han Yiyun suppressed his curiosity and looked at the villagers coldly. One of them had just glared at Zhan Qingyue fiercely. There was no gratitude or fear in his eyes, but he was clearly full of resentment.
"I decided to sell the food I have on hand at a low price to help you get through this difficult time."
After saying that, he immediately summoned people and moved out bags of food from home.
It was almost too much for other people's eyes to see.
As expected of the county boss, this much food is enough for them to survive this most difficult period of drought.
The people who occupied Qingyue quickly organized and started selling food.
Zhan Qingyue watched all this with cold eyes and quietly came to Han Yiyun's side.
"Brother Han, have you found out who instigated it?"
Han Yiyun nodded, and immediately led her towards a man with a sinister look on his face, who was about to grease his feet and run away.
Seeing that he could no longer hide, the man quickly nodded and bowed to the two of them.
Zhan Qingyue looked at him sharply and smiled ferociously: "I have no enmity with you, why do you want these innocent villagers to harm me?"
The man was dumbfounded. He had no idea that his little trick would be so obvious to others and that he couldn't hide it at all.
He quickly knelt down and wanted to defend himself, but Zhan Qingyue waved his hand and said, "Leave it to Magistrate Song." After saying that, he immediately asked a few soldiers to take him away.
After this experience, Han Yiyun was worried: "Yueyue, you still don't want to live in this village. There are unruly people in the poor mountains and rivers. This time I came in time. What about the next time?"
Zhan Qingyue lowered her head and thought for a moment before finally agreeing.
The inspection from the capital caused a group of carriages to stagger on the country roads.
During the inspection, Mr. Ye sat in the carriage and closed his eyes to relax.
Suddenly, the entire carriage stopped, and only bursts of sound were heard.
Mr. Ye opened the curtain of the carriage and shouted outside: "What's going on? Why did the carriage stop suddenly?"
However, what he answered was a sharp arrow piercing his chest.
Master Ye rolled his eyes and fainted.
"Sir, girl, several people in front were killed."
Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun were sitting in the carriage, and the coachman in front shouted anxiously.
The two of them glanced at each other and quickly got out of the carriage. All they saw were people lying on the ground.
"Let's see if there are any left alive? These people should be inspectors from the capital."
Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun walked towards the dead bodies.
Han Yiyun opened the carriage curtain first and was startled by the sight he saw.
I saw Mr. Ye lying on his back in the narrow carriage, with blood flowing all over the floor.
Han Yiyun's brows twitched, and he stretched out his hand to check Master Ye's breath, and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
If Mr. Ye died on his own territory, it would be troublesome.
"Yueyue, come quickly. It's Mr. Ye, the patrol envoy. He's still alive."
Zhan Qingyue hurriedly ran towards the carriage and reached out to touch his jugular.
"Brother Han, hurry up and get him into our carriage. Our carriage is more spacious."
Several people moved Master Ye to their carriage in a hurry.
Zhan Qingyue jumped on the carriage, started to pull out the arrow, and sprinkled powder on his wound.
Afraid of not being safe, she took some anti-inflammatory injections from the space and injected them into Mr. Ye's body.
After doing all this, Mr. Ye woke up faintly. He was breathing out more and taking in less air. He took a few breaths of cold air every time he moved slightly.
"Lord of Zhan County, Mr. Han, it was King Cheng who harmed me."
The two were stunned when they heard this and looked at each other inexplicably.
Zhan Qingyue hurriedly smiled and said: "Master Ye, please stop talking. You are seriously injured. Just rest."
Master Ye nodded, closed his eyes and rested.
Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun got out of the carriage. They looked at each other and made a tacit agreement not to mention the matter again.
After returning to the station, Han Yiyun sent news to King Cheng without stopping.
Before I could wait for a reply, I received a letter from Princess Cheng.
The letter was specially sent to Zhan Qingyue. She frowned unconsciously as she looked at the letter.
"I don't know what Princess Cheng's purpose is for inviting me to attend her sister's wedding banquet at this time."
Han Yiyun read the letter and pursed his lips with a smile.
"Yueyue, don't think so much. It's a fact recognized by everyone that you and Princess Cheng have a good relationship. Maybe Princess Cheng just invited you to the wedding banquet?"
Zhan Qingyue thought for a moment and finally decided to go to the appointment.
She packed up a bunch of gifts and took them with her, and the carriage clattered on its way north.
"Stop, rob!"
Zhan Qingyue sat in the carriage and heard the shouting in front, and her brows jumped unconsciously.
We had just left the territory managed by Han Yiyun, and we encountered this kind of thing. Is the current public security so bad?
Zhan Qingyue drew her knife and rushed out of the carriage. She saw several masked men on the opposite side who seemed to be heading for her.
Facing the resistance of the coachman and guards, they were not reckless and just threw a bamboo tube over.
In an instant, violent smoke erupted from the bamboo tube.
Everyone coughed and fainted.
Zhan Qingyue's brows jumped and she quickly drank a large mouthful of spiritual spring water. Then she closed her eyes and pretended to faint.
