Chapter 201: Adding fuel to the fire
The fingers fell on the waist, and the subtle touch through the clothes made Liang Moyuan feel extremely itchy.
She blushed and laughed out loud.
"Hahaha, it's so itchy!"
Meishu and Lanshu, who were about to enter the house with their pajamas in their arms, stopped and looked at each other.
Otherwise, shall we go in later?
Liang Moyuan hid from Huo Jin, fearing that he would have no place to bear the weight and fall again.
In the end, Liang Moyuan was bent over the desk, and Huo Jin was rubbing her sore and stiff waist with heavy and light massage.
He had never noticed before that Liang Moyuan's waist was so thin.
It is so light that it seems like it will break if you hold it with a little force.
But such a slender person has blocked so many things for him.
Huo Jin felt soft and sour in his heart.
Just as he was about to speak, Wei San's voice broke in: "Master!"
When Huo Jin saw the mouth that had just opened closed, a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.
Wei San was walking in a hurry and didn't notice that Mei Shu and the others were trying to stop him.
As soon as he entered the room, he saw Huo Jinjian's hand still on Liang Moyuan's waist.
Huo Jinjian was looking at him quietly, his face with distinct features mostly hidden in the shadows due to the light and shadow.
Although his face was expressionless, it sent chills down his spine.
Wei San's mind went blank.
"Master, master..." Wei San turned around immediately, feeling a little guilty.
Liang Moyuan turned around, looked at Wei San, and then at Huo Jinjian.
Seeing Huo Jin's extremely bad expression, Liang Moyuan thought of what had just happened and couldn't help but laugh softly.
Knowing that Huo Jin was thin-skinned when they met, Liang Moyuan straightened up and took the initiative to speak: "Wei San, just you say it."
Wei San turned his head slightly, his eyes rolling back desperately.
He finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Huo Jinjian's expression was normal.
"Master, Madam, besides the five refugees planted by Huo Siyuan, there are three more who are most likely planted by the Crown Prince."
These were all discovered by Huo Jin through the secret forces stationed there.
Liang Moyuan touched her chin, frowned slightly, and seemed to be thinking about something.
Why did the prince place more people there?
Could it be that he and Huo Siyuan didn't completely believe in cooperation?
Come to think of it, the prince is a suspicious person by nature.
He is cautious in everything he does, and it is no exaggeration to say that he is a cunning rabbit with three burrows.
Anyone with common sense knows that Huo Siyuan is not a good partner for long-term cooperation.
Liang Moyuan looked at Huo Jinjian and mentioned that someone might have helped the prince at the palace banquet.
Huo Jin's eyes darkened when he saw this.
The previous assassin also came from the palace...
Huo Jin felt a headache when he saw the frown between his brows.
If that idiot Huo Siyuan had behaved himself, the wealth of the Marquis' Mansion would have been enough for him to live a life of luxury for the rest of his life.
If he insists on getting involved in the Crown Prince's affairs, the entire Marquisate will fall into his hands sooner or later.
Liang Moyuan was not that worried, because after seeing the people who had mixed in with the refugees today, she already had an idea in her mind.
She leaned close to Huo Jinjian's ear and whispered, "Husband, why don't we take the initiative this time?"
Huo Jin saw Dingding looking at Liang Moyuan, as if asking her what to do.
"They are definitely planning to use the refugees to incite them to cause trouble, but refugees causing trouble is nothing new. They should have a backup plan."
Her almond-shaped eyes gleamed brightly in the candlelight. "Then let's take advantage of their own tactic, add fuel to the fire, and catch them by surprise."
Huo Jin understood Liang Moyuan's intention and said, "You mean, let us help them fan the flames?"
"Yeah!" Liang Moyuan nodded deeply.
The two of them looked at Wei San together.
Wei San immediately understood what they meant: "I'll go and make the arrangements."
Three days passed and the refugees had adapted to the work, and the abandoned fields had been turned over.
When it was time for dinner, the refugees drank porridge and ate pickles quietly.
Suddenly, a man threw the bowl in his hand and cursed.
“Why are you giving us this to eat?”
He stood up amid everyone's puzzled gazes, looked around, and raised his arms and shouted.
"Fellow villagers, we've all come to the capital. Why should we eat porridge and pickles? Then why did we go through so much trouble to come here?"
"Look at the gentlemen in the capital. They don't have to do anything, but they can enjoy delicious food, tea and cakes."
"We work hard all day, facing the earth and back to the sky, yet we can only eat this little. Why?"
After the man said this angrily, someone immediately echoed him.
"That's right. I saw that Master Qi was eating fish and shrimp. Yesterday he even had pork elbow!"
Everyone looked at Qi Fengxian who was standing aside.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
This, this, this... His salary allows him to eat all this, so why can't he eat it?
And those were all delivered by Liang Moyuan's maid who she personally asked her to deliver.
It is said that he has been guarding Zhuangzi all the time and it is really hard work.
I didn’t expect that it would now become a reason for refugees to cause trouble.
Just as he was about to speak, Wei San stood up.
"Who allowed you to cause trouble! Keep working!" He swung the whip in his hand, making a crackling sound.
The man who had shouted at the beginning became even louder.
"Look everyone, we are not slaves. Even if we are refugees, we still have dignity! Why do you have the right to watch over us with a whip?!"
The man's words touched the hearts of the other refugees.
For real refugees, working hard on the land is commonplace and doesn't matter to them.
But the men talked about treating them as slaves, which was intolerable.
"Yeah, why? Just because they have a better family background, they can look down on us?"
Seeing several refugees throwing hoes and approaching with dissatisfaction, Wei San's face turned completely cold.
"You don't want to continue doing this, right?"
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