Wei Zi drafted a letter, and after confirming it with Feng Danyuan, he copied two more copies and stamped each one.
"Early tomorrow morning, someone will come to take the refugees away." Feng Danyuan took the heavy pieces of paper from her hand.
"Okay." Wei Zi nodded and asked, "Did you originally plan to use these people in your fight with the right prime minister?"
Feng Danyuan curled up the corners of his lips without commenting.
Wei Zi took a step back and saluted Feng Danyuan: "Prince Feng, I thank you on behalf of the people of Dayong."
"Who do you mean to say thank you?"
"Wei Gong's daughter, Wei Ji." Wei Zi said seriously.
"Then I'll accept this thank you." Feng Danyuan smiled and strode away.
Yan Xiao waited until Feng Danyuan left before coming over: "What do you need me to do?"
"Find all the books on agriculture on your phone." Wei Zi said.
"So simple?" Yan Xiao was suspicious.
"Can you copy them all using the current text?" Wei Zi smiled and looked at her expectantly.
"No." Yan Xiao flatly refused: "I'm looking for information, I'm very busy!"
*
At midnight, Feng Danyuan came back from his work and saw that the lights on Wei Zi's side were still on.
After thinking for a moment, he told Wan Quan: "Let Baishui come for a visit."
Wan Quan originally wanted to remind him that "Baishui is already the Crown Princess's wife," but after thinking about it, he thought it would be better to be a sounding tube without any noise.
"I'm not free." Baishui refused without any nostalgia for the past.
"Oh." Wan Quan didn't ask much. Anyway, he was just a sounding board: "Master said, if you make this trip, give me this number."
He made a gesture.
"Deal, let's go!" Baishui counterattacked without hesitation.
Wan Quan thought to himself that his master was really his master, and his guess was accurate. But, it was a lot of money, and the master really had to spend a lot of money.
Before he finished sighing, the person who was standing in front of him had disappeared. Tsk, tsk, people die for money, this really makes sense.
"Your Majesty, if you have anything to ask, I will definitely tell you everything." Baishui stood respectfully, with a humble attitude, thoughtful and enthusiastic words.
"Wei Ji hasn't gone to bed yet?"
"Yes, still busy."
"What are you busy with?"
"Copy the book."
"What book should I copy?"
"It seems to be a book on agriculture. I will ask Mr. Wei San to bring it to him tomorrow morning." Baishui thought for a while and added: "I think she should stay up all night tonight."
"You have been following her for some time, and she is always like this day and night?" Feng Danyuan frowned almost invisible.
"It was not like this before the flood, but it will always be like this after we prepare for disaster relief."
"Don't you try to persuade me?" Feng Danyuan's tone was obviously displeased.
"Why don't you advise me? But the princess said you can sleep during the day."
"You go back."
"Is there anything else?" That's it? Bai Shui thought he heard wrongly.
"Gone."
"Then this -" Bai Shui smiled flatteringly and made a money gesture.
Feng Danyuan directly threw a bag of money at it.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Baishui hugged the money bag and disappeared in a flash.
Feng Danyuan was agitated and had no sleepiness, so he simply walked out of the tent.
The moonlight is not good tonight. There are layers of clouds, covering up the originally not very bright moon, leaving not much light left.
His eyes seemed to have a consciousness of their own, and he couldn't help but look towards the bright place.
Placing his slender white hands on his chest, he suddenly understood this feeling.
