Chapter 337: Rock and Softness

Mu Nanzhao walked quickly into the mansion, and the servants stopped and retreated.

He Jinghui chased after him, "Hey, isn't it just a guest at home? Why are you in such a hurry?"

His tone was serious, but he couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

Just because I could witness Mu Nanzhao being humiliated again.

Why use the word "again"? Because it happened once last night.

After Mu Nanzhao took Gu Xixi away.

He Jinglan was so restless that she waited for an incense stick of time and then ran out to knock on the door.

The door opened quickly, and through the curtain in the inner room, one could see Gu Xixi lying on the bed fully clothed.

He Jinglan didn't say anything and walked past Mu Nanzhao to check on Xixi's condition.

At the same time, before Mu Nanzhao let go of the door panel, he was punched in the face.

He looked over in disbelief, "What are you and Anqing crazy about!"

An Qinghe glared at Mu Nanzhao, his eyes blazing with anger, "I'm not crazy, I'm hitting you!"

He Jinghui took a deep breath, pondered and sighed.

How could I see Mu Nanzhao get slapped in the face in my lifetime?! Will it rain red tomorrow?

But for some reason, Mu Nanzhao looked a little annoyed. He was a vindictive person on a normal day, but at that time he just had a gloomy face and told An Qinghe to get out.

He Jinghui restrained his expression of watching the show and advised, "Brother An, what are you doing?"

"You saw it too. Everything is fine inside. Nothing happened."

An Qinghe was still staring at Mu Nanzhao, his eyes were red, "I know it's okay, if I hadn't listened to you and considered the overall situation, I would have fought him to my death."

"I've been saving this punch for a while. I've been wanting to hit him for a long time anyway."

He Jinghui stole a glance at Mu Nanzhao's expression and said seriously, "Even if you say you want to beat him up, there must be a reason, right?"

Just curious, if there is any gossip about Mu Nanzhao, please tell me more!

At this time, Mu Nanzhao glanced at He Jinghui, and it was clear from his eyes that he understood his "conspiracy".

He Jinghui touched his nose, looked away and said nothing.

Mu Nanzhao said to An Qinghe, "You want to beat me up? Find a place."

An Qinghe rolled up his sleeves and said, "Okay, let's go, now!"

Seeing that the two were getting serious, He Jinghui was still hesitating whether to try to persuade them again.

He didn't just go there to watch the fun, he mainly didn't want anyone to get killed.

After all, An Qinghe is a foreigner, and this is a matter of diplomatic relations, which can be big or small...

But before He Jinghui raised his foot, Mu Nanzhao looked back and said, "You stay."

"Let everyone here tonight know that it is better to forget things that should not be remembered as soon as possible."

A pair of love rivals passed away, leaving He Jinghui busy cleaning up the mess at the Shihua Pavilion for half the night.

In the middle, An Qinghe came back alone.

Seeing that there were only some bruises on his face, He Jinghui was relieved that even though Mu Nanzhao was jealous, he still knew his limits when facing his love rival, and he didn't kill him even though he had unilaterally crushed him with his fighting power.

It was not until this morning on the way to court that He Jinghui accidentally patted Mu Nanzhao on the shoulder and found that he frowned, as if in pain.

He Jinghui was shocked, "You were beaten by him too?"

"Except for the punch you received last night that caught you off guard, could you have let him get the upper hand?"

Mu Nanzhao had a blank expression on his face, and it was hard to tell whether he was angry or not. "No weapons were used. We just fought with fists and feet, and each won or lost."

Direct physical combat? He Jinghui felt that his imagination was too limited and he really couldn't imagine what the scene would be like.

Time goes back to the present.

In the reception room of the Prince Regent's Palace, three uninvited guests were waiting for their host.

Because the guest was a female, there were only servants in the palace. After serving tea and snacks, they retreated outside the door and waited to be called by the guest when needed.

Gu Xixi also noticed this phenomenon, but didn't think much about it.

At this moment, her mind was full of locusts and food.

Finally, I heard someone outside calling, "Prince."

Gu Xixi immediately stood up and turned to the door. "You're back!"

Mu Nanzhao was stunned. He had never seen her eyes like this before, anxious, expectant, and even a little helpless.

Although she didn't know the reason yet, she was sure that she needed him at this moment!

Mu Nanzhao's heart was filled with ripples, and his rock-hard heart became as soft as silk.

He tried to remain calm and stepped over the threshold, "You came to see me, there must be something."

As he spoke, he walked to the top seat and sat down, as if he saw through everything.

"It's because of that Miss Lu again."

"Although it's still early for Jingzhao Prefecture to reopen, if you're anxious, I can..."

Gu Xixi said hurriedly, "It's not this. Although it is equally important, there are more urgent things right now."

He Jinghui came in later and asked breathlessly, "What's more urgent? Oh, right, didn't you go to see the peach blossoms today? Why are you back so early?"

He looked at his sister inquiringly.

He Jinglan pointed at Gu Xixi and said, "Brother, be quiet and listen to Xixi!"

He Jinghui had no choice but to find a place to sit by himself.

Gu Xixi recounted in detail the discovery of locust eggs in Xianguo Village, including her own judgment.

Mu Nanzhao's expression became serious.

Looking at He Jinghui again, his face was pale, as if he had suddenly suffered a serious blow.

He Jinglan asked worriedly, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

The hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

After waiting for a long while, He Jinghui raised his head and gave everyone a sad smile.

"We were already stretched thin, and now there's another locust plague, especially in the vicinity of the capital."

"hehe……"

He laughed a few times, as if he was crazy, and said, "I, the newly appointed Minister of Finance, will only be in office for a few more months."

"Minister of Revenue?" He Jinglan asked in surprise, "Brother, is this what happened today?"

He Jinghui nodded and said, "I think it's better to resign as soon as possible. Not being an official is better than having your entire family executed."

The Ministry of Revenue is in charge of financial power, and the country's agriculture also belongs to the Ministry of Revenue.

Although locusts are a natural disaster.

But now the national treasury is short of money and grain.

If there is another major locust plague, not only will there be no hope of replenishing government grain, but it will also cause famine among the people.

At that time, the hungry people in the surrounding areas will inevitably flock to the capital, triggering a series of chain reactions.

The problem is that the new emperor has not yet firmly established his throne.

If someone takes advantage of the situation to cause chaos, the existing money and grain in the national treasury will make it difficult to survive another war.

Mu Nanzhao glanced at Gu Xixi, and his expression relaxed. "Sir He, instead of thinking about resigning, why not ask Boss Gu?"

He Jinghui turned to Gu Xixi blankly, thought for a moment, and said, "I heard that Boss Gu studied under a hidden genius doctor. You should know how to make me sick but only look serious, so that I can pass the imperial physician's pulse diagnosis?"

Gu Xixi was surprised, "Ah?"

An invisible crack appeared on Mu Nanzhao's calm face, and he said, "I asked you to ask for a solution! Not to pretend to be sick!"

He Jinghui thought he had misheard, "Locust plague! If it could be solved, there wouldn't be so many records of harvest failure and starvation everywhere in history books."

"Besides, isn't Boss Gu a farmer? Please don't make things difficult for her because of this locust plague."

"Let me figure it out on my own."

Gu Xixi was puzzled and frowned, asking, "Since Lord He believes there will be a locust plague, why doesn't he want to kill the locusts?"

"Kill the locusts?" He Jinghui smiled bitterly, "It's easier said than done."