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Chapter 128 One person goes and two people come

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    The subordinate officials retreated with piles of documents in their arms, and many officials also 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.  Publish the account book.

    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.

    "You will need him in the future, but you don't need him 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 raised his head from behind and said, "No need to worry about Mr. Xiang in Nanyi. The third master will arrange for someone to take over. Mr. Xiang only needs to do one thing well and recover from his injuries."

    The officials in the hall also nodded and agreed that this was the case.

    Xiang Yun thanked him with a smile and walked out.

    Along the way through the government office, there were still so many people coming and going, and it was still so busy running around, 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 army.

    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 medicinal smell. His entourage brought a medicine bowl, a knife and medicinal powder.

    He unwrapped the cloth and cut off the rotten flesh on his arm, then 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 useless, and the speed is the same 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.

    This sword is poison-quenched. 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 severely injured when he saved Li Mingyu last time, and he could no longer wield the knife. It would be better if he injured it again this time and completely disabled it, rather than getting injured 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 uneasily.

    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.  .

    "My lord, Mr. Li San is actually a person of title. When the time comes, your lord 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: "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. However, their control over 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.  .

    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 pull him in.

    He knows that they are reliable right-hand men, why don¡¯t they know that he is too?

    Why did they choose Li Fengyao? The Li family members were clearly prohibited from entering Jiannan Road by Li Fengan, unless they received an order.

    Whose order?

    Xiang Yun thought about what Yan Mao¡¯s orders were about Li Mingyu not going to the capital.  Why did Yuanji and the eldest lady disappear?  Who is behind this?  What's arranged?

    Why such an order?

    Do you know that Li Fengan died in his hands?

    Xiang Yun raised his head and drank the medicine.

    Night is covering Jiannan Road, the hall of the government office is brightly lit, and someone is still busy in front of the pile of documents. Of course it is not Mr. Li San. Of course, Li Min will do such hard work.

    Li looked at himself? Beautiful hands, each holding a pen. The pen was held for too long, and the fingers were stiff and seemed to have calluses. Li Min's eye circles couldn't help but turn red: "My hands are not used for this."

    But what can he do? They are not here, so he can only hold on for now.

    The more Li Min thought about it, the more aggrieved she became.

    "As I agreed at the beginning, I will be responsible for eating, drinking and having fun, and 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? Enjoying the snow on Dongshan Mountain? Isn't that too vulgar? I should welcome customers at 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 the beautiful hands, scanning the two opened documents, and then he quickly wrote conclusions on them with both hands.

    Under the light, lines of writing appear on the document.

    This handwriting is not as elegant and free as the owner's, and the words written by two hands at the same time are not unreadable and straight, as if they were carved by a knife.

    At this time, Lin Yu was also awake.

    The lights were lit 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 all 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 sighed, 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, when Li Fengan came, he just handed over some account books through the crack in the door. Needless to say, it was a fairy-like 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 will not obey him just as he says. That is what Li Fengan can do. They will listen to Li Fengan, 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 on the first lunar 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 is under martial law." He shouted with a pale face and a trembling voice.

    Li Minglou comforted him: "Don't worry, it's me." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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