Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 418 How did the letter get sent?

Mu Wenjing frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly remembered that when he was still in Hanze Imperial Capital, he had received a letter from his little girl.

When he received the letter that day, he thought that Aci had entrusted the Goshawk in Guanfeng Pavilion to carry the letter through the hands of His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince.

At that time, although he was also curious about when Ah Ci's relationship with His Highness was so good, but when he thought about Ming Yuan's relationship with His Highness, and he asked Mo Junli to take care of the Duke's Mansion for him before he left, he couldn't help it. I didn't want to continue to think about it, I just thought that Mo Junli was Aiwujiwu, and wanted to help.

But now contact Jianghuai Flood and disaster relief...

The veteran was suddenly very alert, and suddenly he tasted something that was not quite right.

He picked up a memorial on the table, lowered his eyes, and turned a page casually, and the praises all over the page jumped into his eyes in an instant. He looked at the memorials, but the corners of his lips became tighter and tighter. .

"Your Majesty, when did the Jianghuai flood occur this time? Is it serious?" Mu Wenjing was full of suspicion, but tried to pretend to be careless.

"Ham, you are fighting in northern Xinjiang, so you don't know much about it," Emperor Yunjing smiled slightly, "The rain in the Jianghuai River this year was very evil, and it went from the end of March to June and July. , there are two or three hundred flood gates that have broken the embankment alone."

"The food in the official warehouses in Huaicheng has basically been flooded, and the remaining rice is less than one-twelfth."

"If it wasn't for Ayan's ability to do things well, and his foresight to stockpile rice, flour, oil and grains in advance of millions of shi, at least half of the people in Jianghuai's case would have been lost."

"It's so serious!" Mu Wenjing couldn't help exclaiming when he heard the words.

The south has always been rainy, and in previous years there were not uncommon cases of breaches and floods in Jianghuai and other places, but this year, the heavy rain fell from March to June and July, and two or three hundred dikes burst, which is indeed rare in hundreds of years one sight.

"Then when did His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince rush to Jianghuai, and how long has he been there?" The veteran frowned as he spoke. It must be very troublesome to deal with such a large flood. Disaster relief cannot be solved by simply bringing rice, noodles, money and food. .

Every time there is a flood, all kinds of plagues are easily born, and it is troublesome and time-consuming to deal with; and after the flood recedes, there are countless houses that need to be repaired...

These miscellaneous tasks are accumulated together, even if His Highness the Seventh Highness has the ability to reach heaven and earth, it will take at least a month to settle the people in Jianghuai and slowly restore their livelihoods, right?
So... when did he go to Jianghuai, and how did Ah Ci send that letter?

Can people from the Prince's Mansion and Guanfeng Pavilion recognize a half-grown girl like Ah Ci?

Furthermore, he just remembered that even after they left the mansion, Ah Yin still had half a team of "Xiao" in his hands. If Ah Ci wanted to deliver the news, why didn't he send "Xiao" instead? Trouble Guanfeng Pavilion?
Although with Lu Qiu present, it is naturally more convenient and faster to deliver letters through Guanfeng Pavilion, but the people in the "Xiao" are used to running fast and pretending, and they are not much worse than the goshawks in Guanfeng Pavilion!
As Mu Wenjing thought about it, the hesitation in his heart became heavier. Mo Jingyao was slightly taken aback when he heard this: "When did Ah Yan go to Jianghuai... It's been a while, let me think about it."

After the emperor finished speaking, he pouted his chin and pondered for a while: "June... How much is June?"

"Oh yes, I remembered. At that time, I made the decree on the night of June 22, and he left the capital in the early morning of June [-]."

"That kid thought of a countermeasure early in the morning, and he acted very quickly." Mo Jingyao raised his eyebrows proudly.

"Except for the group of guards sent out by the court, his own people arrived one step earlier and helped deal with many problems first. After he arrived, he struggled for more than [-] days and arrived in Beijing on the night of July [-]th. gone."

"How about it, isn't he doing this job particularly neatly?" Speaking of his promising son, Emperor Yunjing's face was filled with pride.

He spared no effort to praise Mo Junli, while carefully observing Mu Wenjing's expression.

He tried to help his good elder son gain a few more favorable impressions quietly in front of his future father-in-law, so as not to expose the "adultery" between him and Xiao A Ci in the future, and he would suffer endless violence from his father-in-law and his brother-in-law beat.

Although boys who practiced martial arts since childhood can be said to be rough-skinned and thick-skinned, but how thick is Ayan's skin?
He was born in Beijing on a regular basis, not to mention pampered, and he was not too far away. This is nothing compared to the father and son of the Mu family who spend years in the front line of the border.

After all, the flashes of swords and swords on the battlefield are much more straightforward and rough than the turbulent scenes in the court.

The latter is attacking the heart, while the former is forging his body——according to his son's small body, it is destined that he cannot bear it.

"Neat...it's extremely neat." Mu Wenjing twisted his face with a complicated expression.

Hearing the words "June 22" and "July [-]", he felt that his scalp was tingling in an instant, and he felt bad all over.

Mu Wenjing pursed his lips, raised his hands, and bowed to Emperor Yun Jing: "However, Your Majesty, there is one matter that I still don't understand, so please give me some advice from Your Majesty."

Mo Jingyao was frightened by him and lost half of his soul. The emperor, who was slumped in the chair like a salted fish, got up on the spot, and the hairs on his arms were overwhelmed.

Hell, when did his old brother become so serious in private?

Emperor Yun Jing rubbed his arms with his eyes wide open, his voice trembled for no reason: "Xiao Jing, just say what you have to do, don't give me this trick, I won't be scared!"

——Be normal, you bastard, he's scared by showing this, hey! !

Mu Wenjing sneered when he heard this, and then slowly closed his narrow sleeves, his brows became a little cool: "Your Majesty, the people under His Majesty Seventh Prince once handed over a letter on the fifth day of July."

"And, that letter was written by Ah Ci, personally—" Mu Wenjing curled the corners of his lips, and dragged out his tone meaningfully.

"I thought that His Highness was in Beijing that day, and it would not be a difficult task for Ah Ci to find time to find him; but today you told me that His Highness was in Jianghuai to provide disaster relief."

"So, how did Ah Ci send this letter to Jianghuai?"

"Could it be that the people in Guanfeng Pavilion and the Prince's Mansion really know her as a little girl?" Mu Wenjing slowly rolled his eyes, and his eyes became more easy-going and friendly because it was related to his daughter.

Mo Jingyao looked at the word "regicide" that became more and more clear in his eyes, and cried out in his heart that something was wrong.

But after all, he is an emperor who has struggled in the court for decades. Even though his heart was panicked, he still didn't show the slightest bit on his face, and quickly made up a suitable reason: "What is my way, It was this."

"Maybe it's that child of Ayan, who left the spare jade order in his mansion to Aci before leaving."

Mu Wenjing frowned when he heard the words: "Then... why didn't Ah Ci call the 'Xiao' kept in the mansion?"

"Isn't this much faster than asking for help from the Prince's Mansion?"

"Ham, what you said is as if you told Ah Ci that there is a 'Xiao' in the mansion." Emperor Yunjing lazily rolled his eyes.

He was betting that Mu Wenjing, a rough and used old man, must have never told the little girl about the existence of "Xiao".

　Old Mo: Scared me to death, almost revealed my secrets, son, dad can only save you once!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)