The subordinate staff left with piles of documents in their hands, and many officials left. Only a few officials who were eager to get approval for the documents under their charge gathered around the case.
Li Fengyao didn't bother to chase them away because he was tired. He sat in front of the case and carefully followed Li Min's instructions to approve the reply.
"Master Xiang, please sit down and have a rest." He saw Xiang Yun standing in the hall and said with concern, "I will need your help in the future."
Xiang Yun looked at Li Min who was standing behind the case and almost stretched out his arm to hold Li Fengyao's hand for approval. He turned a blind eye to the situation and didn't care about the officials who only cared about the paperwork. On the other side, there was Lin Yu who was reluctant to answer questions and took the paper from the basket.
Issue account books.
There are not many people in the four directions, it is busy but not chaotic, the gaps are filled, and there is no need for one more person.
He will be needed in the future, but he is not needed now. Xiang Yun responded, bowed his head and resigned.
Li Fengyao did not persuade Xiang Yun to stay and told Xiang Yun to take good care of his injuries.
Li Min looked up from behind and said: "Master Xiang doesn't have to worry about Nanyi. The third master will arrange for someone to take over. Master Xiang only needs to do one thing and recover from his injuries."
The officials in the hall also nodded and agreed that this was the case.
Xiang Yun smiled and thanked him and walked out.
Walking through the government office, there were still so many people coming and going, and it was still so busy, but the previous panic atmosphere disappeared.
Xiang Yun walked back to his residence. After he became the governor of Longyou, he asked Li Fengan to keep his residence on Jiannan Road.
This house is not big, and it surrounds the government office with seven other houses, just like they surround Li Fengan in the military.
Li Fengan had eight troops and eight generals, and Xiang Yun Yanmao was one of them.
Xiang Yun walked into the room and was immediately surrounded by a strong smell of medicine. His entourage brought him a medicine bowl, a knife and medicine powder.
He unwrapped the cloth, cut off the rotten flesh from his arm, and sprinkled it with medicinal powder to wrap it up. During this period, Xiang Yun remained motionless. A fair-faced and elegant man like him also had an iron will.
"The injury healed too slowly." The attendant sighed in a low voice.
Xiang Yun didn't care: "This arm is already useless. It's the same speed even if it's good."
At that time, Yan Mao was stabbed to death with a sword. In order not to arouse suspicion, Xiang Yun stabbed his own arm with the same sword to indicate the danger.
The sword was poison-quenched, and although he used the antidote in time, the injury was still serious.
But this was all part of the plan. His arm had already been seriously injured because he saved Li Mingyu last time, and he could no longer wield a knife. It would be better to injure it again this time and completely cripple it than to injure it elsewhere.
The attendant looked at the re-wrapped arm: "It's a pity that this arm was wasted."
As soon as the words came out, he lowered his head anxiously.
Xiang Yun was not angry, because the carrion's pale face was indifferent. This arm was crippled to kill Yan Mao. He killed Yan Mao to replace Yan Mao in charge of Jiannan Road. As a result, Yan Mao was killed and Li Fengyao sat in the government office.
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"Sir, Mr. Li San is actually a person of title. When the time comes, you can definitely hold him in your hands." The attendant whispered to save Shi Cai's gaffe.
Xiang Yun picked up the medicine bowl on the table and said: "Master Li San is indeed a man of title, but it's not me who holds him now, it's Li Min and Lin Yu."
This is the key.
Li Min and Lin Yu are different from Yan Mao in that they are both servants and rarely appear in front of others, but their control of Jiannan Road and their abilities are not inferior to Yan Mao. Xiang Yun, who is also Li Fengan's right-hand man, knows very well.
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Do we still have to kill them?
Of course Xiang Yun would not do such a crazy thing, that would be too stupid.
And this incident revealed a more critical thing. Jiannan Road really wanted to exclude him. Otherwise, even if Li Min and Lin Yu wanted to control Jiannan Road, they would involve him.
He knows that they are reliable right-hand men, why don't they know that he is too?
Why did they choose Li Fengyao? People from the Li family were clearly prohibited from entering Jiannan Road by Li Fengan, unless they received an order.
Whose order?
Xiang Yun thought about Yan Mao's leak that Li Mingyu would not go to the capital. What was the order? Why did Yuan Ji and the eldest lady disappear? Who was behind the arrangement? What was arranged?
Why such an order?
Do you know that Li Fengan died in his hands?
Xiang Yun raised his head and drank the medicine in one gulp.
Night shrouded Jiannan Road, the hall of the government office was brightly lit, and someone was still busy in front of the pile of documents. Of course it was not Mr. Li San. Of course, Li Min did such a hard work.
Li looked at his beautiful hands, each holding a pen. He had held the pen for too long, and his fingers were stiff and seemed to have calluses. Li Min's eyes couldn't help but turn red: "My hands are not used for this."
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But what can he do, they are not here, he can only hold on for now.
The more Li Min thought about it, the more aggrieved she became.
"As promised at the beginning, I will be responsible for eating, drinking and having fun. I will not be made to work hard."
"You are all liars."
"The Governor is a liar, and Yan Mao is also a liar."
"If I had known it would happen today, I wouldn't have come to Jiannan Road."
"Where would I be now if I hadn't come to Jiannan Road?"
"Fishing in the South China Sea? Appreciating the snow on Dongshan Mountain? Isn't that too vulgar? I should welcome customers in a makeup shop and spread good rouge all over the world."
He muttered and thought about what he should do. His posture was upright, his eyes passed over his beautiful hands, scanning over the two open documents, and then he quickly wrote conclusions on them with both hands.
Under the light, lines of writing appear on the document.
The handwriting is not as elegant and free as the owner's, nor is the handwriting written by two hands at the same time unreadable. It is as straight and straight as if it were carved with a knife.
Lin Yu was also awake at this time.
The lights were on in the room where he was, and the door that had not been opened for a long time was pushed open with a creaking sound. A group of people brought in baskets of account books and collected the pots, pans, flowers, insects, cages, and chessboards scattered in the room.
Get up and move away.
The bright lights and crowded people made the skinny old man sitting on the recliner feel flustered and dizzy.
"I hate meeting people." He lamented, his face full of sorrow.
"Grandpa Lin, these are the food and grass accounts for five years, where should they be placed?" someone asked.
Lin Yu then added: "I also hate talking to people."
In the past, even when Li Fengan came, he just handed over some account books through the crack in the door. Needless to say, it was a magical day.
The days of immortality are gone, he pointed a finger casually.
These people were all familiar with him and put things on the ground casually without asking any questions, but the same could not be said for the officials outside.
They won't just follow his instructions and obey him. That's what Li Fengan can do. They listen to Li Fengan but not him.
In the past, there was Li Fengan, but there was no Li Fengan, and there was Yan Mao. Yan Mao was gone, so he had to come forward to persuade and arrange for them.
Lin Yuan stretched out her hands to the sky and grieved: "Why did you die in front of me?"
Someone put an account book on his outstretched hand: "This is the summer tax account from eight years ago. Grandpa is going to do the summer tax, so look at this first."
Lin Yuan was angry: "I watched it eight years ago, why should I watch it again? Am I too old to remember the accounts from eight years ago?"
He threw the account book back into the man's arms.
"Put these things down casually, wipe them clean, and let those with bad memories read them."
There is no joy in Jiannan Road in the first month of the new year. The lights are bright and people are coming and going without any chaos or depression. It is as if nothing happened.
There is no New Year's joy in the distant Dou County, as if the chief clerk who had been robbed by bandits finally met Mrs. Wu.
"Young madam, I don't know who ordered the people from the military camp to patrol the city and spread the news of an upcoming military rebellion. The entire Dou County has been under martial law." He shouted with a pale face and a trembling voice.