The mentally disabled grandfather is going to divorce his wife

Chapter 257 Dismissal...not married

The couple had a good discussion on this matter. In fact, Yan Fei didn't have to worry about it. Although he had a bad temper, he could still see the big things clearly and knew how to choose at critical moments.

It's where the common people are.

Emperor Yao said.

If it doesn't work, the person can only be transferred by force. After Yan Fei comes over, this matter must be done, and there can be no delay.

Time is life, a moment of hesitation means more danger.

Yan Fei came back in the evening, it was already dark, covered in rain, and he didn't have time to change clothes, so he went directly to the back office of the state capital to find Yan Danqing and Miao Xingning.

In the study room, there is a sand table made by Emperor Yao, and a map sand table of Yuezhou.

After Yan Danqing finished talking about his plan, Yan Fei looked at the sand table for a long time, planted the flag in his hand in Jiyang County, and nodded sadly: "I agree, I will write a memorial immediately and send it to the capital as soon as possible .”

Yan Danqing didn't expect Yan Fei to agree so quickly this time: "Master Yan, this matter is urgent. Wait for another hour. If General Mu doesn't come, we can only rely on Master Yan."

She has a pretty good relationship with Mu Wanrong, so she can't turn her face just because of important matters.

"Okay." Yan Fei looked solemn, holding Shang Fang's sword, straightened his back and sat on the chair, fell into a painful struggle, and did not speak again.

Yan Danqing was sitting opposite, and Shizi asked Suixue to bring her freshly made pastries, and she didn't have much appetite to eat, so she looked at Yan Fei opposite.

For the past two months, the two of them have been almost walking together. She watched Yan Fei change from a tall and handsome guy to a black and thin African carpenter. All red blood.

What Emperor Yao said was right, if Da Zhou was a dedicated official like Yan Fei who dedicated himself to the people, then Da Zhou would not worry about being strong.

But the fact is that there is only one Yan Fei in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty. With his own strength, it is difficult to turn the world around and save this dynasty that has long been corrupted to the bone.

In the past, Yan Fei had never left the capital, nor had he seen so much darkness and collusion with so many officials.

One day, he found that everything he had done was in vain, and he didn't know what kind of despair it would be.

Or maybe, he has already seen through it, and he is just deceiving himself.

Yan Danqing felt that for disaster relief and flood control, Yan Fei was a character in the play, but she seemed to be just a spectator, and she could foresee a thing or two about the next thing, and it would never be so easy.

"Concubine Shizi." Yan Fei's voice choked up, and he suddenly opened his eyes: "It's hard work."

"Compared with what Mr. Yan does, what I do is just superficial. Mr. Yan is working hard for the people." Yan Danqing smiled modestly, holding a plate of mooncakes filled with red bean paste and placed it next to him On the table: "People are iron and rice is steel, Mr. Yan, let's eat something first!"

Yan Fei raised his head, but missed Yan Danqing's gaze, and just nodded: "Xie Shizi."

but.

But did not eat.

Yan Danqing laughed at him: "Master Yan, even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about the people in the south of the Yangtze River, your wife and children, what will they do if your health collapses?"

Yan Fei's complexion changed suddenly, he looked up at her in a panic, and explained without thinking: "Concubine Shizi, the next official has no wife and children, and the next official...is not married."

(End of this chapter)