mtl008 Chapter 272 Exercise
Chapter 272 Exercise
The news that the second prince Jiang Yizhou and Xie Chaoyan visited the Zhenguo Palace one after another quickly spread among the officials living in the post station.
That night, a lot of things were delivered into their yard.
There was smokeless silver charcoal burning, a fox fur blanket for warmth, and boiled green vegetables that were rare in the north.
Of course, all of this is free!
An official grabbed a post station clerk who was delivering something and interrogated him, "Are you really not going to charge money?"
The clerk nodded honestly, "Yes."
He was still carrying a food box and smiled at the official, "You are joking, sir. This is a post station, how can you charge money?"
The official glared in anger, let go of the clerk's hand, and took a step back in disbelief.
It's really weird. These northerners don't look like this during the day!
He sniffed the lingering fragrance of green vegetables in the air, swallowed his saliva, and asked tentatively: "Then I can also eat boiled green vegetables?"
The clerk: "Of course."
Just as the official was rubbing his hands in anticipation, he raised his palm and said, "One hundred taels of silver."
The official froze on the spot, his mouth twitching, "Didn't you say you didn't want any money?"
This powerful shout startled the sparrows nesting in the surrounding pine trees...
The clerk still smiled falsely, "Yes, this is a post station!"
Official: "Then I want to eat boiled vegetables!"
The clerk said, "One hundred taels of silver, no credit."
The official from the Ministry of Industry took a deep breath and almost passed out.
He finally understood that these northerners were in collusion with each other. As long as they didn't go to the King Zhenguo's Palace to pay money, they would never be able to live happily in the North!
The official left in a huff, leaving behind a bold statement: "I won't eat anymore!"
In fact, it's all just forcing ~
The clerk still had a fake smile on his face and bowed, "I respectfully send you off, sir."
The officials who were used to being flattered in Kyoto were naturally resentful when they were humiliated and played with in this northern land.
Each of them shouted louder than anyone else in the post station, talking about all the crimes committed by Jiang An and the Zhenguo Palace.
He even threatened to file a complaint with His Majesty and the Queen Mother...
However, this post station had long been strictly guarded by the secret guards sent by Jiang Jichen. Except for the first pigeon that flew out to Kyoto to prepare silver, the rest were... roasted~
The little girl was squatting under the wall of the post station, eating roasted pigeon with the secret guards. Her paws and face were black.
After eating the roast pigeon, she even wiped her mouth.
He swaggered into the post station with the pigeon bones and the letter.
In the courtyard of the post station, she opened a mailbox and cleared her throat, "Ahem..."
She was heard reading aloud, "The North is a barren land. The King of Zheng State and his daughter behaved absurdly and treated officials of the Ministry of Works harshly. I hope Brother Xu will read this letter and advise His Majesty!"
The noise in the courtyard was clearly heard inside the house, and an official living in the side room accidentally knocked over a teacup.
Jiang An heard the strange noise and turned his head to look. It seemed that this letter was written by someone in this room.
She opened another letter box and read aloud: "The post station collects money, and food and sleep all cost money. The King of Zhengzhou colluded with the Governor of Chongzhou to accept the stolen money. His mind is not pure, and I am afraid he has the intention of rebellion!"
"Tsk tsk..."
Jiang An, with a cat-like face, raised the note in his hand and asked, "Who wrote this?"
"Isn't this slander?"
The little girl felt a little aggrieved, "I didn't collect your rent."
"You don't have to spend money to sleep at the post station~"
Seeing that still no one came out, she rolled her eyes and opened another mailbox.
This letter is interesting...
The little girl held up the note and read loudly, "The North is prosperous and well governed. King Zheng goes to the military camp on time every day, and there is nothing wrong..."
"Miss!"
Jiang An fell silent, put down the note and looked at the official who finally couldn't help himself and came out.
She recognized him, the guy who talked to her about the laws of the Southern Merchants in front of the city gate that day.
The little girl waved the note, "Yours?"
The official immediately denied it, "Of course not!"
"But we, as officials sent abroad to deliver letters to Kyoto, have not violated any laws. Why would you do this, young lady?"
Look at how righteous he is...
At this time, Zhengyan brought a chair from somewhere and placed it in the middle of the yard.
Jiang An sat on it, propped up one leg, and imitated Xie Yunshan's cynical look perfectly.
The little girl was about seven or eight years old, with her hair tied up in a high ponytail, neat and tidy.
She was wearing a short black gold robe with sleeves. When she wasn't smiling, her delicate face looked a bit like a prince, with an imposing manner...
Jiang An's dark eyes were staring at him and the "cowards" who came out of the house one after another.
"How come it's not against the law?"
"Which of your letters doesn't mention my father, the Prince Zhenguo?"
"As a Nanshang official, criticizing the Nanshang royal family, and a king stationed at the border, what do you think..."
“What should I do according to the law?”
She filled the empty mailboxes with her inner strength and threw them at the officials' feet.
The letterbox was inserted diagonally into the frozen soil...
They didn't dare to think, what if the mailbox was pointed at their own heads?
Jiang An raised his chin and narrowed his eyes, "What you wrote is enough for me to strip you of your official uniforms on the spot."
An older official wanted to point a trembling finger at Jiang An, "You... are so arrogant!"
He bowed in the direction of Kyoto and said, "We are all appointed officials by the imperial court. Even if we are sent abroad, we must be dealt with by your majesty himself. It is not the turn of the State Palace to defend the country."
"Yo~"
The little girl giggled, "You two are quite good at arguing~"
A cold look flashed in her eyes, "Then why don't you argue for the officialdom of the Northland in the court?"
Jiang An sat alone on a small chair, but his aura overwhelmed dozens of people opposite him.
Only her clear voice could be heard in the courtyard, and her questioning voice fell on the heads of the officials from the Ministry of Industry.
"For many years in the north, people have been killed by bandits while walking on the forest trails, and passing merchants are in a panic..."
"If the official road was not unusable, the northern land borders several countries, so why would the city be as poor as it is today!"
"Go to the government office's library and take a look at how many old cases of civilians being killed and merchants being robbed and murdered have been piled up in Chongzhou, Maozhou, and Junzhou over the years!"
"The three governors have written to the Ministry of Works for many years, asking you to repair the official roads. Have you read them? Have you ever opened them?"
She stood up suddenly, and the chair beneath her exploded into several pieces due to the leaked internal energy of the little girl.
Jiang An rolled up his sleeves, his delicate face turning slightly red with anger.
Of course, her mouth is dark, and now you can't tell anything.
"Sleeping in the northern post station, can you close your eyes at night? Aren't you afraid of being haunted by thousands of wronged souls?"
Her father, her teacher, and everyone around her taught her loyalty, faithfulness, filial piety, and brotherhood through words and deeds, so Jiang An really didn't understand why there were such people in the world...
Why do people like this live so happily!
Since the law is there, why not obey it?
What is the point of it if it does not obey the law?
Since they don't abide by the laws of the Southern Business, then what reason do I have to reason with these bastards?
She clenched her fists tightly and shouted, "Someone come!"
At Jiang An's command, hundreds of royal guards rushed into the post station, each holding a stick.
The officials of the Ministry of Works were originally speechless because of this little ancestor's rebuke, and were thinking about how to excuse themselves later.
Is it because of the busy official duties that some negligence is inevitable?
Or is he new in office and not familiar with the duties?
Or maybe the memorial was never submitted to the Ministry of Industry?
It's inevitable to get lost when traveling thousands of miles away!
But they never expected that Jiang An would not give them a chance to speak at all!