Chapter 9: There is a way

Style: Fantasy Author: Whose Spring BreakWords: 2270Update Time: 24/01/18 22:42:28
"How's it going? Did you find anything?"

"Nothing was found. It's just an ordinary small courtyard, without even the most basic formation restrictions."

Xia Ye frowned slightly, why did Pei Luo ask them to monitor this place?

"Then I will go back and talk about this first. You can continue to watch. I will bring Pei Luo's follow-up orders in the evening."

"yes!"

"My subordinate understands!"

After the two responded, Xia Ye went back to report to Pei Luo.

In the evening, Xia Ye asked Pei Luo about this again to test what he meant.

But he seemed to have completely forgotten this little thing he had ordered during the day.

It was only after Haruzhi reminded me that I finally remembered.

"Why waste manpower on trivial things like that? Withdraw them all and focus on the real thing, do you understand?"

Peiro not only gave the order to retreat, but also gave his men a verbal beating.

It was as if he was not the one who ordered people to do things during the day.

Then, the two subordinates who were monitoring Qin's cloth store were called back by Xia Ye.

Without asking a single question, the two of them followed Xia Ye and faced the cool breeze of the autumn night back to Wangchun Tower.

Obviously.

They have long been accustomed to Peluo's practice of giving orders to do something on a whim and then suddenly withdrawing the order.



The next day.

Zhao Yuanfeng was dressed neatly early in the morning, but he did not wear official uniforms. Instead, after breakfast, he wore casual clothes and went to Wangchun Tower with a greeting card to pay homage to King Anle.

At that time, it was already three poles high in the sun.

Zhao Yuanfeng originally thought that if he came here at this time, Pei Luo would also be up.

He could just take this opportunity to meet the other party.

Unexpectedly, I didn't see the person, but I got a rejection.

Before he even heard Pei Luo's voice, Haruzhi said, "Our prince is taking a lunch break" and was dismissed.

What a "lunch break"!

It’s not lunch time yet, so you’re going to have a rest after dinner?

Zhao Yuanfeng felt depressed, so he could only politely express that it was okay, turned around and left.

Just as he was going downstairs, Pero's voice came from the guest room.

"Haruzhi! Come in!"

The sound was neither light nor heavy, and it sounded pleasant.

But to Zhao Yuanfeng, it sounded a little annoyed, even angry.

Isn't he just a happy king?

Even though he has been demoted to a small county captain, he is still so arrogant. Isn't he just bullying others?

Of course, Zhao Yuanfeng just cursed these words in his heart, but did not dare to show it on his face.

After returning, he invited the county magistrate Qianxin to come over.

"Qian County Cheng, what should I do? I went there in casual clothes this morning, but Mr. Anle Wang didn't see me?"

"My Lord County Magistrate, when did you go over to deliver the greeting card?"

"It's about a quarter of an hour. I originally thought that at this time, that person should get up. Unexpectedly, even if he got up, he didn't want to see me. He even called his subordinates while I wasn't leaving. People go in. Are you trying to intimidate me?"

After saying that, Qian Xin looked wrong.

Zhao Yuanfeng asked: "Qian County Cheng, if I go there at this hour, is there any problem?"

Qian Xin shook his head and asked, "Did the county magistrate bring any gifts?"

"I don't dare to bring random gifts. I haven't figured out the personality of the person yet. If I give it to the wrong person, it will be superfluous."

Qian Xin nodded, "Well, I'll visit you again tomorrow."

Hearing this, Zhao Yuanfeng's originally ugly expression improved a bit.

He went to see Pei Luo today, and he was worried.

Unexpectedly, he was turned away. Naturally, it was like being poured a basin of cold water on him for three-nine days, chilling him from head to toe.

Even more shameless.

Now after being reminded by Qian Xin, he thought that maybe he had gone too late today, and his mood changed from gloomy to sunny again.



The next morning.

Zhao Yuanfeng deliberately got up early, two or three quarters of an hour earlier than usual.

Then wash up and have a meal.

After the meal, we waited at home for a while.

He pinched some, got into the carriage, and arrived in front of Wangchun Tower.

At that time, there was exactly less than half a quarter of an hour before Sichu.

When he entered the inn behind Wangchun Tower, climbed up the stairs, and asked Chun Zhi to help inform him, it was neither too early nor too late, and it happened to be the beginning of the year.

This time, Pei Luo still did not show up.

"The quilts in this inn are thin and brittle, not suitable for cultivators like us. Hey! I didn't expect that this Chunhua County is such a bitter and cold place. Brother Wang, Brother Wang, why bother coming? As for bullying my younger brother like this Me?"

On the way back, Zhao Yuanfeng kept thinking about what Pei Luo said before leaving, and broke into a cold sweat.

He really couldn't figure out the meaning of this person's words.

Could it be that he, the magistrate of Chunhua County, was too negligent, so he deliberately used the name of the monarch to beat him?

The more Zhao Yuanfeng thought about it, the more scared he became.

This time, after returning to the county government office.

There was no need for him to invite Qian Xin. The other party had already come over to wait for him, obviously waiting for the result.

The two heads of the county government met. Before Zhao Yuanfeng could speak, Qian Xin could tell that he might not have seen the real owner again this time.

After a long silence, he took a sip of tea to calm down his shock.

Zhao Yuanfeng sighed and said: "Hey! It still doesn't work. Qian County Cheng, is he afraid that he has a grudge against me? That's why you said those words?"

"What are you talking about?" Qian Xin asked curiously.

Magistrate Zhao recounted to him what Pei Luo had said to himself before leaving Wangchun Tower.

Hearing this, Qian Xin suddenly put his hands on his hands and laughed.

Zhao Yuanfeng looked at Lonely and didn't understand what Qian County Cheng's reaction meant at all.

"Lord County Magistrate, there is a way. Do you think that the person who specifically told you about the quilt didn't mean to see the appeal and efficiency of our yamen in the county? Do you still want to know? Why don’t you hurry up and get ready?”

"What are you preparing for?" Zhao Yuanfeng still didn't know what he meant.

"Prepare the quilt, sir, oh! No, I have to take care of this matter. You can be responsible for sitting in the yamen and being the commander-in-chief. Since that man wants to see our strength, then we not only have to keep a low profile, but also It has to be completed within one day..."

After Qian Xin's explanation, Zhao Yuanfeng understood this time.

That gentleman wanted to see how well they managed Chunhua County and whether they knew the merchants in the city well.

Therefore, the other party randomly picked up a matter related to the civilian clothing industry to see if they could get it done well and quickly.

If the movement is too big, it may even be a failure.

First of all, it shows that their management of the county town is not strict enough. Even if they find a few tailors, they will make the people in the city uneasy.

Secondly, it means that the county government does not have enough influence in Chunhua County.

Even the small task of making several new quilts in one day was not easy.

In short, either of these two things is enough for them to be labeled as lazy and inactive.