Lei Jie looked at the piles of letter papers inside and outside the study room, his face not good-looking, "Your Highness, there are too many of these things. Judging from the condition of the paper, maybe these are things from the past ten years."

"Hey!" Lei Jie sighed, "Your Highness, if we want to translate all these things day and night, I'm afraid it will take a year."

One year is too long.

Some news is timely.

Once time passes, it loses its original meaning.

Ji Zimo was silent for a while and then said: "Cao Ran, you are responsible for ordering the soldiers to sort out all the letters with the same symbols."

"Yes."

"Lei Jie, you are responsible for the preliminary screening of the sorted letters. All important letters should be moved here."

"Yes!"

After Ji Zimo finished giving instructions, he picked up the letter on the table and read it again.

In fact, he has been studying the writing of the Southern Barbarians for a while.

Once, during the year when he met Xia Chi, he taught him martial arts, political opinions, knowledge, and also taught him some foreign languages.

Although he only studied for one year, he is keen on language and it is not difficult for him to read through their texts.

The only regret is that he has rarely used it over the years, and the fonts of some symbols are a bit unfamiliar.

When I first read it, there are always some symbols that I can't remember. I need to contact the context and make guesses, which makes the speed even slower.

But with so many files, the reliable information they need is here. If it is slow, some things will be delayed.

Ji Zimo was anxious, but he had to bite the bullet and continue reading the letters on the table.

Outside the door, Geng Zhong passed by the busy soldiers, dodging the piles of books and letters under his feet, and finally squeezed into the study.

As soon as he arrived, all eyes in the room were focused on him.

Ji Zimo's eyes were directed behind him, but he didn't see the figure he was thinking about.

"She didn't come?" Even though he knew the answer, he still asked without giving up.

Geng Zhong shook his head, bowed his hands and said, "Miss Xia declined the invitation. She said she wanted to go home and relax."

Be quiet is the most euphemistic explanation for Xia Qianqian's complaints.

Mr. Liu and Hebei on the side lowered their heads in embarrassment.

They understand that in the past few days, they have been going back and forth to Xia Mansion so frequently that if there was a threshold for the small door, they would have been stepped on long ago.

Even at one point, both of them slandered in their hearts.

It would be great if that girl was a man.

So what if we talk at night by candlelight?

But she comes from a daughter's family and is the favorite of His Highness the King.

They are old men, but they still dare to run into her study. If they are young men, they are so diligent, and they are not destroyed by His Highness?

The girl's disgust was clearly visible, but the two old men couldn't do without her if they wanted to solve the dilemma at hand, so they shamelessly had to run next door and break their legs.

When Cao Ran heard that she wasn't coming, his temper that had been irritable just now suddenly became very calm.

That girl is his savior, and it is a regular thing for him to come to the general's mansion with his highness.

She is not as delicate and ignorant as ordinary farm girls. She always has her own opinions and amazing abilities in everything.

Therefore, the two chatted happily.

He also understood very well why Mr. Liu and Mr. He were so shameless that they couldn't help but look for her.

It's him, he wants it too.

But he can't now.

When all the truth is revealed, it is a blessing that they are close relatives.

But he was the culprit who caused the separation of flesh and blood. He shot her through with an arrow and killed the blood connection between them.

He didn't dare to ask for forgiveness, he just asked her not to hate him.

Cao Ran felt a little lonely and spread his hands and said: "We are so busy here that we can't even greet her when she comes. We can't neglect her too much."

Cao Ran pretended to be calm and explained. Outside the study, a soldier hurriedly came, bowed his hands and said, "Sir, people from the Hu family are here again to seek information. How about that case?"

Hu Tang was feeling depressed and couldn't help but wave his hand: "Go tell the Hu family and let him go to the Jiang family to discuss compensation matters. If they can't negotiate, then report the case."

The text of the letter here, deciphering it is his most important thing now.

Cao Ran doesn't want to be distracted.

"Sir General, Mr. Hu is asking for a piece of land at the foot of Qingshan Mountain. The Jiang family wants to use that piece of land as Jiang Chengyun's cemetery. The two families are unwilling to give in and there is no way they can come to an agreement."

"The land at the foot of Qingshan?" Hebei jumped out, "Is it the southeast corner of the foot of Qingshan, the Jiang family's land??"

The soldier raised his hands and saluted, "Yes."

Hebei threw away the book in his hand. As a veteran general who had been in the army all year round, he almost cursed, "Why are you so interested in that piece of land?"

"Could it be that the land is what Miss Xia wants?" Mr. Liu answered from the side.

"Yes!" He Bei was a little annoyed, "I promised the girl that I would buy her that piece of land, and I asked someone to go out this morning to find out why. At this moment, the Hu and Jiang families started to quarrel over the land."

So, if he wants to buy it easily, it may not be that simple.

In front of the desk, Ji Zimo put down the letter in his hand again and tapped his right index finger lightly on the table.

After being silent for a while, he quietly said: "When she chose the place to build the new cowshed for the cattle, did she choose the Jiang family's land?"

Mr. Liu was stunned and nodded: "Yes. Your Highness, don't you know?"

With this sentence, I happened to ask about Ji Zimo's pain points.

"Both you and Mr. He know?" Ji Zimo asked without answering.

Mr. Liu was stunned for a moment, and then shouted that it was not good.

Judging from His Highness's expression, he seemed unaware.

"Your Highness..." Mr. Liu was a little embarrassed, "This girl must be sympathetic to His Highness's worries about Fanshan day and night, so she..."

"Hu Tang also knows..." His index finger tapping on the table suddenly stopped, and he said coldly: "If not, he has been poisoned for many days, why did he come here to ask for compensation at this time? What a coincidence, he still wanted

The piece of land she wanted."

Hu Tang definitely wants it for her.

For some reason, Ji Zimo's heart felt inexplicably sore.

"Cao Ran." He was silent for a while and said coldly: "Although Jiang Chengyun is dead, he is a member of the Jiang family. Is it reasonable for the Hu family to ask for compensation?"

Cao Ran reacted, raised his hands and saluted, "I understand."

In the study, a gust of wind suddenly blew, and out of the air, a secret guard wrapped in black clothes appeared on the ground.

"Your Highness, at the foot of Qingshan Mountain, the Jiang and Hu families had a dispute and a fight over land, and...

The man in black paused and said in a deep voice: "Miss Xia and Qingfeng also rode on horseback."

Hu Tang went, and so did she.

Suddenly, Ji Zimo stood up.

Geng Zhong on the side was panicked and at a loss: "Your Highness, she clearly said she wanted to go home to make buns to eat with Mrs. Li, how could she run away at this moment..."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Ji Zimo was angry for a moment, "Go and prepare your horse!"
Chapter completed!