Spatial Peasant Girl: These Mad Darlings Are Delicate and Gullible

Laughter could be heard in the room. Rong Yan, who had been tossing and turning last night, looked at the little rabbit pendant hanging on the hilt of his sword and made an unquestionable decision.

After chatting with Mrs. Shen for a while, Xiaoxiao opened the door and window to get some air. She happened to see Rong Yan walking with Magistrate Shen. Knowing that they must have something important to discuss, she waved her hand as a greeting, but Rong Yan actually Walking towards her: "Will you come with me?"

This was a question, but Xiaoxiao was particularly surprised.

The person who was even more surprised than her was Magistrate Shen. He was so frightened by His Highness’s act of magic that he accidentally ripped off one of his beautiful beards and felt heartbroken.

"You, what is this?"

Rong Yan turned to look at him and said in a firm tone: "There is no need to hide my affairs from Xiaoxiao anymore, including the matter of strict rules and saving Han Qing. She can no longer stay out of it."

By analyzing everything with her, she will be more careful when encountering people with strict rules in the future.

Without waiting for Magistrate Shen to say anything else, Xiaoxiao walked out of the room and said with a smile: "Okay."

Following the two of them to the room where they usually discuss business matters, Xiaoxiao heard Magistrate Shen bowing helplessly: "Please, Your Highness."

Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows, she was a little surprised, but she didn't think it was that surprising.

"I was wondering how a random young man in the mountains could look so good-looking. It turns out it was produced by the royal family."

Magistrate Shen choked and briefly lost the ability to speak.

Does this child know the meaning of the words "Three Highnesses"? The person in front of her is the prince! No matter how unfavored he is, he is still of the emperor's blood. Is it really okay to have such a casual attitude?

However, Rong Yan didn't care. Not only did he not care, he felt more relaxed. He was even more afraid of Xiaoxiao because of his status of alienation, awe, and distance. Fortunately, she was still her, and they were still them.

Magistrate Shen was dazzled by the smile of His Highness the Third Highness again. In the flash of lightning, an incredible idea suddenly appeared in his mind!

Shocked by this idea, he was stunned, so Rong Yan led Xiaoxiao into the house first. As soon as he entered, Dean Lu and Chen Yong, who were also waiting inside, almost lost their hold on the tea cup.

"Dian, this... you... Ning Yatou?"

Rong Yan first handed over to the two of them and then said: "Everyone also knows that the person who rescued Han Qing in the forest was Xiaoxiao. Since she is already in the game, I think she should naturally have the right to know."

"If everything is hidden from her, how will she avoid danger if she meets Yan Lu or someone from the Lei family in the future? The good luck she had last time does not always happen."

The three people felt that this statement made sense, but it lacked some truth.

"In addition," Rong Yan added, "after I leave, I hope you can help take care of the Ning family and Xiaoxiao."

The three of them suddenly had an epiphany. Master Chen and Mr. Chen, the only ones among them who were not yet married, asked with a wooden face: "Decided to leave?"

Rong Yan nodded. Since he decided not to hide anything from Xiaoxiao, he would tell the truth.

"Yan Lu's tail is too well hidden. After finally catching him this time, we must not miss the opportunity. However, half of the people in the capital are members of his Yan family. The most hateful thing is that they are strictly guarding against local news. If you stick to it, you can only reach Tianting by passing through the Yan family’s layers of screening. I can’t think of any other foolproof way except returning to Beijing in person to meet the Holy Spirit.”

Xiaoxiao was a little surprised. It turned out that his little brother could say so many words in one breath, and it was undeniable that he seemed to be more attractive when he was serious.

Rong Yan was actually very worried. He and Xiaoxiao had just expressed their feelings not long ago, and suddenly said they wanted to leave. Would she think that he was planning to abandon her? Will you be angry?

But seeing her usual expression, he breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "It's a pity that Mr. Shen's construction of the river can only stop here. Going upstream, there will be no reasonable excuse."

Magistrate Shen was also worried about this matter: "If you ask me, they are a group of cowards. They are clearly aware of the dam matter, but they just refuse to join me. I don't want them to openly confront the Yan family and build a river channel." That’s all, can’t we just say that we need to increase rice planting?”

Mr. Chen glanced at him and said: "There is no shortage of food in my area. It is better to do less than to do more. What official doesn't understand?"

Magistrate Shen sighed: "They are all people who don't seek to make progress. Can't they think about how to make more political achievements?"

Mr. Chen habitually scolded him: "Can you achieve political success by growing more rice in one season? Then you must think that being an official is too simple. You are trying to paint a big picture for them. Can they accept it stupidly?"

Magistrate Shen was angry: "I just said it casually, senior brother, do you have to argue with me?"

Mr. Chen, who was single, did not tell him. This was called expressing anger.

I thought back then that I had said that my senior fellow apprentices would only focus on learning knowledge and working hard to make the country strong, but the junior fellow apprentices secretly got married and even had a son!

Now, His Highness the Third Prince, who is only sixteen years old, has also found someone he likes. Even this little girl of twelve or thirteen years old is attracted by others. What about him? Where is his spring?

When one person was feeling sad and angry while the other was sighing, a soft and soft voice suddenly sounded: "Then... if there is certain political achievements, other officials will cooperate to build the channel. In this way, if the embankment collapses before the imperial court sends people, , can save more people?"

Magistrate Shen was filled with emotion. He said: "I thought you would ask, 'Since we already know that the dike is in disrepair, why don't you expose it and deal with it quickly, instead of wasting time here? What are you doing as officials?'"

Xiaoxiao laughed: "I still understand the principle of killing people at the highest official level. Besides, one of Master Shen and Master Yan is a county magistrate, the other is a prefect and belongs to the queen's mother clan. Even if you beat the gongs and drums to shout this matter away , it’s just causing civil unrest in vain.”

The little girl is so transparent. County Magistrate Shen wanted to give a thumbs up, but Rong Yan said proudly: "Xiaoxiao Bingxue is smart." Magistrate Shen immediately retracted the thumb that was halfway up, and then he thought, Oh no, he has a wife, so there’s no need to be upset, so he pointed it out again: “Indeed.”

Mr. Chen didn't want to talk, so Dean Lu asked, "What did Ning Yatou mean when she just said, 'There must be political achievements'?"

It has nothing to do with cooking skills, he asked this question because he saw the girl's calm face.

It had nothing to do with her cooking skills, he just felt that this girl was really calm and she didn't look like someone who was just targeting her.

It has nothing to do with cooking skills, he is just curious about what the "political achievements" Ning Yatou mentioned.

Xiaoxiao actually hesitated whether she should say it, but her little brother had no reservations about her, so of course she had to express it.

"For example, rice seeds with a yield of more than 800 kilograms per mu?"

Magistrate Shen suddenly stood up, and the tea cup rolled to the ground and broke into pieces.

"Girl Ning, don't say this nonsense. Do you know what the average rice yield per acre is?"

There was Ning Fengnian's crop at home. How could she not know: "About three hundred catties." It must be fertile land.