Ci Jinzhi

He Qingxiao concluded: "The other party is likely to attack Sweet Potato tonight and tomorrow. If I take people away again, this place will not be able to cope with it."

“Just bring as many people as you want, so that Miss Bai is not in danger, and maybe we can catch her alive. We only have so many people here, it doesn’t make much difference whether there are more or less.”

He Qingxiao looked deeply at Xin You.

There is indeed not much difference between having more people and less people, but the difference is still big whether he is by her side when something happens.

"Go." Xin You pushed him gently, "Don't worry about me, I can find someone to help. You contact Chang Ping Wei as soon as possible, and you will feel at ease when a large number of officers and soldiers arrive."

 “Looking for help?”

Xin You curled her lips and smiled: "I'm asking Magistrate Zhang for help."

 Zhang Zhixian may not be reliable, but he must be afraid of death.

He Qingxiao understood Xinyou's plan and no longer hesitated: "Okay, I'll go help Miss Bai, Ayou, you have to protect yourself."

 “Don’t worry, there will be a thousand winds and peace.”

Hearing Xin You mention the two personal guards, He Qingxiao had a complicated expression.

 In the past few months, he and Ayou had occasionally gotten close, but the last thing he wanted to see was these two people.

As soon as He Qingxiao left, Xin You went to see Zhang Zhixian.

“Master Zhang, do you have any clues about the assassin?” Xin You asked knowingly.

This can also be regarded as a psychological tactic before negotiation. If the other party has not done something that it is responsible for, and if it makes another request, it will be easier for the other party to agree.

Zhixian Zhang looked apologetic: "Still investigating. The assassin is a new face, and his origins have not been found out yet. Please forgive Miss Xin for a little longer..."

Zhixian Zhang said politely and secretly murmured: What happened at noon yesterday, if I ask early this morning, the landlords are not so harsh on the tenants.

“Just investigate slowly. There is one thing that urgently needs Mr. Zhang’s help.”

 “Miss Xin, please speak.”

"I'm worried that the person behind the scenes is here for the crops we grow, and wants to borrow some manpower from Mr. Zhang to protect the fields."

Huntian?

 Zhang Zhixian couldn't control his expression for a moment.

 Speaking of which, he had long been curious about what these ancestors were busy with when they came to this corner of the country from the capital.

The fifteen acres of land were all planted with grass and vines. He sent people to quietly find the hired farmers and found out that it was a kind of wild grass and vine called spring root vine, which was very common in the forest.

A princess, a marquis, a censor, and the **** beside the emperor, come all the way here to plant weeds?

Zhixian Zhang didn't believe it at all, so he secretly wrote to friends in Beijing to find out some information.

A friend wrote back and said that there were rumors in Beijing that Miss Xin left the capital quietly to find a piece of geomantic treasure land to plant a money tree.

As for this statement - if he hadn't seen with his own eyes that the more than ten acres of land were covered with grass and vines, he might have believed it...

"Master Zhang may be curious as to why those dozen acres of grass and vines are so valued." Xin You looked at Magistrate Zhang's reaction and smiled, "I originally wanted to tell Master Zhang when I first came to your place, but we acted in secret under the emperor's order. It is not allowed to be spread outside, I hope Master Zhang will understand."

 “Understand, understand.” Zhang Zhixian sneered.

“These dozen acres of land are very dear to me now, and I will come and see them in person when they are harvested.”

When Zhang Zhixian heard this, he was shocked: "Will you come today?"

"Yeah." Xin You nodded, his tone calm, "I told you before I left."

This was a lie, but she guessed that the man might really go south for sweet potatoes. Zhang Zhixian could not have imagined that the calm and gentle girl in front of him would open her mouth about the emperor's lies. She immediately believed it. She was excited and worried at the same time: "If I come to Wen County today, it will be Wen County's great blessing... "

Xin You waited for Zhang Zhixian to finish his excitement and sighed: "But if something goes wrong in these fields, it goes without saying that we will be punished. With the current attention, no one in your office can escape punishment. I'm afraid the leaders like Mr. Zhang will be lightly punished." Otherwise, he will lose his official position, or in a serious case, he will be punished with death—"

 Zhixian Zhang's face turned pale, and his excitement turned to horror: "Miss Xin, are these fields really so important?"

Xin You raised his eyebrows: "Why else would we leave the capital specifically and choose Guixian, a geomantic treasure land?"

 Zhang Zhixian slapped his thigh: That’s right!

Xin You: “…”

"Miss Xin." Zhang Zhixian lowered his voice subconsciously, with a mysterious look, "Could it be that those you planted are-"

 Speaking of it as a money tree really made him feel a bit retarded, so he paused and asked, "Treasure?"

Xin You curled her lips and said with a smile: "Absolutely. It is a treasure much more precious than Master Zhang could imagine. It is a treasure that I am willing to empty my treasury in exchange for."

 Zhang Zhixian's eyes widened when he heard this, and he broke into a cold sweat. He kept raising his hand to wipe his forehead.

If something happens to such a treasure, dismissal from office and loss of heads may not be enough, and the nine tribes may be killed!

"In order to keep a low profile, we didn't bring many people here. We were assassinated yesterday. I was worried that those people would take advantage of those fields, so I had to ask Mr. Zhang to borrow someone to guard the fields for a few days."

 “Just how many days?”

Xinyou nodded.

 Zhixian Zhang took a deep breath and asked, "Miss Xin, do you think two hundred people are enough?"

Xin You looked surprised: "Can you mobilize so many people?"

 There are not so many government officials in a county.

 “If it only takes a few days, no problem.”

Since there are not enough government officials, others will come to help. The lives of his family and his children cannot be careless!

“Then thank you Master Zhang. Once the treasures are harvested successfully, I will explain Master Zhang’s contribution to you.”

“What should be done is what the lower officials should do.”

So when Xinyou went back, he took dozens of people with him and the county magistrate.

It is possible that these officials in Zhangzhi County colluded with those people, but they should understand that if something happens to the sweet potato field, the whole family will be in disaster, and they can only help guard the field no matter how reluctant they are. After all, those people are working secretly, and Zhang Zhixian and others are working secretly. If anything goes wrong, they will not be able to escape the emperor's wrath.

On the road leading to the Changping Guardhouse, three people were galloping on horseback. The woman in the front who was dressed in a moon-white outfit was Bai Ying.

She was riding a bay-red horse. She had been reminded by Xinyou before setting off. The moment she felt something was wrong, she jumped into the air and spun around to land firmly.

The horse neighed and tripped over the bridle rope and fell to the ground. At the same time, a dozen figures flashed out from both sides of the road, slashing at Bai Ying and the other three who fell off their horses.

These dozen people were dressed in black and masked, holding machetes. They looked like robbers in the world's impression. However, they did not say a word after they surrounded them, and they slashed with ruthless swords.

Although Bai Ying is a woman, she inherited her mother's talent. In addition, she has practiced hard since she was a child, and she can be regarded as a master.

 And these dozen masked men were not mediocre. With their overwhelming numerical superiority, the two sides could not fight for more than a cup of tea, and one of them was injured.

Bai Ying listened to the screams of his men, gritted his teeth and made a feint with his sword, taking advantage of the gap where the other party's people were hiding, and flew out, running forward.

 It’s not that she doesn’t care about the lives of her men, but the mission is more important.

 A quarter of an hour later, Bai Ying was covered in blood and looked coldly at the approaching people.

 (End of this chapter)