Chapter 147 These grains are in our granary, they are ours
When Fan Qijun heard the three words "Oh no", he yelled angrily.
"Shut the fuck up, you bastard."
You bastard, why did you have to shout "Oh no" so early in the morning?
If you dare to say anything discouraging again, I will make you pack up and leave.
The yamen runner looked at Fan Qijun's angry expression, raised his hand and slapped his mouth, then smiled and said, "Sir, I was wrong just now. This is a great joyous event, a joyous event."
He didn't dare to keep it a secret. He glanced around cautiously and whispered, "Sir, the 'gods' descended on our granary last night... and delivered grain to us."
"Lots of food, hehe!"
Fan Qijun looked at the nervous look of the yamen runner and suddenly got goose bumps all over his body.
There is something wrong with this person!
On duty at night...possessed?
He raised his hand and slapped the yamen runner on the forehead, shouting, "I am here, evil spirit, retreat immediately!"
The yamen runner touched his head, looking confused, "......"
What evil spirit?
My lord, I am only reporting the truth!
Why do you still start playing with children?
Fan Qijun looked at the dazed look on the yamen runner's face and nodded with satisfaction.
Haha! The evil spirit was scared away by him.
He is so righteous that no evil spirit dares to approach him.
The yamen runner looked at Fan Qiyun's smug look and suddenly understood something.
His family...this means they don't believe him.
The yamen runner said with a frustrated look on his face: "Sir, our granary really has a lot of grain. If you don't believe me, I will go and carry it for you right away." After saying that, he turned around and was about to go to the granary to carry the grain.
Fan Qijun still understood the temperament of his subordinates.
When he saw the shocked look on the yamen runner's face, he suddenly realized that he might have misunderstood the runner.
"Don't leave in a hurry. I'll go with you to the granary to take a look." After Fan Qijun finished speaking, he followed the yamen runner with a puzzled look on his face.
The granary is clearly running out of food soon?
This sounds a little unbelievable.
The yamen runner glanced at Fan Qijun who was following him, slowed down his pace, and followed Fan Qijun dejectedly towards the granary...
The government granary.
Several yamen runners surrounded the window, staring at the food, fearing that the food that suddenly appeared would disappear.
When Fan Qijun arrived at the granary, the first thing he saw was several yamen runners standing at the window like idiots.
"cough!"
Several yamen runners turned around, clasped their hands and said, "We greet you, sir."
"What are you doing standing here?" Fan Qijun said, with the confusion on his face deepening.
Several yamen runners looked at each other and said mysteriously, "Your Excellency, we are watching over the grain!"
Fan Qijun: “…”
One by one, they were all crazy.
Fan Qijun snorted coldly, "Someone, go open the door."
The yamen runner who followed behind took out the key to the granary door, ran quickly to the door of the granary, and opened the lock.
"Sir, please." After the yamen runner said this, he raised his head high, stood upright and stood to one side.
Fan Qijun strode into the granary, took a closer look... and almost screamed.
Oh my god, there really is food!
He covered his mouth, shocked beyond words.
How did this grain get into the granary?
Oh, he understood. It must be that the "God" knew that he had no food to help the people, so he personally sent it to him.
The yamen runner who followed him into the granary was so proud of himself when he saw Fan Qijun's shocked expression.
Humph! I told you, but you just don't believe it.
How about it?
I didn’t lie to you, did I?
He restrained his expression and said with a little pride, "Sir, these grains came in on their own. We..."
Upon hearing this, Fan Qijun turned around and patted him on the head.
"You bastard, can you speak?"
"What do you mean the food came in on its own?"
"This grain is in our granary, so it belongs to us, understand?"
The yamen runner covered his head and looked at Fan Qijun aggrievedly, "I understand! These grains originally belonged to us."
Woohoo, sir, you have hit me twice because of this happy event.
Fan Qijun forced himself to calm down and shouted at the heads at the window, "Everyone, come in."
"Oh, oh." Several yamen runners ran into the granary with dazed looks on their faces.
They secretly complained: From what the adults said, he wanted to "deny it".
"Listen carefully, this food belongs to us, not given by others."
"Also, quickly exchange these sacks for ours." Fan Qijun said, looking at the pile of food with a greedy look.
Now that these grains have fallen into Fan Qijun's hands, there is reason for him to push them out.
Upon hearing this, several yamen runners quickly took off their swords and said, "Don't worry, sir, we will take care of this matter."
After saying that, several people started to change the sacks in a hurry.
Fan Qijun looked at the busy yamen runners and left the granary with a laugh.
On the street.
After An Er spread the news that Jiang Yunyao had slept with Zhou Zexuan, it became a hot topic in Jizhou City.
The common people had heard a little about the fact that the daughter of the Prime Minister was living in Zhou's house.
After all, they had witnessed with their own eyes a woman being hit by a carriage from the Zhou Mansion...
Needless to say, it must be that the young master of the Zhou family heard that the Prime Minister came to Jizhou to provide disaster relief, and used dirty means... to capture the Prime Minister's daughter.
Tsk tsk! Poor Prime Minister's daughter!
She probably doesn't know yet!
The moment she entered Zhou Mansion, she had already entered a wolf's den!
"Hey, you know what, that kid from the Zhou family is so bold that he actually dared to sleep with the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion."
"Hey, what's there to be afraid of? A woman's reputation is so important. If you sleep with her, she'll belong to the Zhou family. You know what I mean, hehe!"
"Having climbed up to the Prime Minister's Mansion, the Zhou family is on the verge of rapid rise!"
.......
Fan Qijun, who had just returned from the government granary, pricked up his ears to listen to the words "the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion" and quickly joined the group of people eating melons.
Fan Qijun was in casual clothes, and the people did not notice the prefect who had mixed in with them. They were chatting excitedly about the big news of this morning.
As Fan Qijun listened, he became more and more uneasy.
What?
Could it be that the person living in Zhou Mansion is really the daughter of the Prime Minister?
Fan Qijun patted the shoulder of a young man in front of him and asked in a low voice, "Is what you are saying true or false?"
The young man turned around and took a look...Hey, isn't this Lord Fan?
He bowed to Fan Qijun and replied in a low voice with a gossipy look on his face, "Sir, Sir Fan, this is almost certain."
Upon hearing this, Fan Qijun frowned and said, "You guys can chat! I'm going back."
"I respectfully bid farewell to Lord Fan." The young man watched Fan Qijun leave and turned around to continue gossiping.
Fan Qijun was walking on the street, full of questions about the fact that the daughter of the Prime Minister came to Jizhou.
There are no relatives of Prime Minister Jiang in Jizhou, so why would his daughter come to Jizhou?
By the way, that gentleman’s wife was once the daughter of the Prime Minister.
Could it be that the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion is here for that gentleman...
He has been demoted and exiled, and you are still chasing him. Are you out of your mind?
Tsk tsk! That gentleman loves his wife dearly but is also henpecked. Aren’t you courting death?
Everyone has his own destiny, and no one can control it.
Since the playboy of the Zhou family dared to sleep with the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, he must want to climb up the big tree of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
This matter has nothing to do with him, so he will not interfere.
Besides, he was already busy enough with the drought, so he had no time to deal with these trivial matters.
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