Not to mention how scared the inspector was, but after this experience, he no longer dared to make a sound.
Qi Yan put on his robe and told Mo Bai: "Move quickly, get ready to go to the next place."
The Holy Spirit's decree was the same as urging him to complete the entire process within three days, but he didn't want him to rest at all. Coupled with his own plan and execution, the three days were really tight.
When Magistrate Gao heard the news that they were leaving, his eyes twitched and he flinched a little.
"Then when you leave, I will hurry up and deliver the secret message to the top?"
If you didn't know better with this tone, you would have thought you were being bullied...
Qi Yan looked back: "Why, you don't want to hand it over, but you want to be my accomplice?"
"No no no!"
Magistrate Gao quickly shook his head, and when he finished shaking his head and saw Qi Yan's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, he froze again and said with a flattering smile: "Oh, this... Mr. Qi is extremely smart, and he must understand what I mean, but I am wholeheartedly pursuing
you……"
Qi Yan's eyebrows were stained with disgust.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense."
He tilted his head and ordered: "Mo Bai, leave one person to watch him. Wait until the letter is delivered to the Holy Master at the time we set, and then let someone follow the team."
With Qi Yan's people here to tell the truth, he wouldn't panic anymore! Thinking this, Magistrate Gao felt much more relaxed.
After leaving the area under the jurisdiction of Magistrate Gao, Qi Yan's team headed north to a new area.
The same operation, except that the county magistrate here is much more difficult to deal with than the Gao County Magistrate.
"Master, this county magistrate is a distant relative of Taifu Tong in Beijing."
After Mo Bai whispered, Qi Yan nodded, indicating that he understood.
Since he is a relative of Taifu Tong, then... he should be more ruthless. He looked coldly at the local magistrate who was tied up and beaten to a black and blue face, and the corners of his mouth curled up casually.
But when he handed out the strings of copper coins and broken silver, when he faced the people, he had a Bodhisattva face and gentle eyes.
Needless to say, the people were surprised and grateful. All the smart people knew that they could get the money because Qi Yan had made the decision. Because of this, the local admiration for the Qi family reached its highest peak. As for the Holy One...
Who is that? Can you keep them fed and clothed?
He is just a high-ranking person who sucks blood, and is not worthy of their full faith.
He barely slept on this journey. Two days later, Qi Yan's eyes had already turned black, with a faint layer like fog, which did not affect his momentum and handsomeness at all.
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In the Forbidden City, the Holy Master and Taifu Tong were sitting opposite each other, and the situation on the chessboard had reached a critical moment.
At this time, the Holy One picked up a piece of paper and landed it somewhere, with a satisfied arc on his lips.
Taifu Tong shook his head regretfully and looked at the Holy One sincerely.
"After playing chess for so many years, I still haven't won a single game against the Holy One."
The Holy Emperor was speechless and couldn't help but laugh, showing no trace of anger.
"You, you alone, dare to be so presumptuous in front of me."
When Taifu Tong smiled and lowered his eyes, he had already seen the point where the chess game on the table was put to death and then revived, but soon, he looked away as if he had not seen it.
He smiled and complimented the Holy One, but the words coming out of his mouth were more sincere.
As a minister, even if you can win, you must learn to lose without leaving any trace.
Like Qi Yan, if the edge is too strong, the final result...can only be harming others and yourself.
Their gossip at the chess game came to an end, and the Holy Spirit, as if unintentionally, mentioned the errand entrusted to Qi Yan and Yu Xiang.
"Yu Xiang is such an old fox. He didn't interfere at all. He didn't even go out to the capital, huh!"
That tone seemed annoyed.
The next moment, Taifu Tong answered with a smile.
"Are you annoyed with him? As long as you look at me, I will go straight to the Yu Mansion after leaving the palace. This ideological work must..."
The Holy Master raised his hand: "Hey, no need. I also know that he lost his son in middle age and is unhappy."
"We are all veterans of humerus. I still have a certain tolerance for others."
"It seems that Chen Jingyuan hasn't left Beijing either?"
Taifu Tong laughed again.
"What you're saying... noble people tend to forget things. Chen Jingyuan is a small official, and Yu Xiang guides him. He must have received orders."
The Holy Emperor was startled: "Oh, I really forgot."
As soon as the man in the dragon robe lowered his eyes, Taifu Tong knew what the other person really wanted to say. There happened to be a pot of tea at hand, so he raised his hand to fill it up for the saint, and said: "Don't worry, that boy Qi Yan will come back again."
I have no sense of propriety, and I don’t dare to go crazy on such a big matter."
"Aren't you still telling me before that the air is getting cold too fast in autumn, but there is a place with its own hot springs?"
"In my opinion, the war in Northern Xinjiang has been won, and the peace in the city is better than before. Wouldn't it be great if some craftsmen could build the hot spring eye into a palace again?"
Taifu Tong's words touched the heart of His Majesty.
But before the corners of His Majesty's lips curled up, he saw Eunuch Xifu rushing over in a hurry, without any rules at all.
The good mood just now disappeared in an instant, and the Holy Master's face darkened: "What's the matter, are you so panicked?"
Father Xi Luck was two heads tall, and he couldn't care less about fear. His heart was filled with a huge sense of absurdity. He knelt down and jumped to the feet of the Holy Master.
"Your Majesty, Magistrate Gao has handed over a secret letter to sue Qi Yan... for disobeying your order in public!"