In the end, the farce ended with Wang Renhuai paying homage to Zheng Xiaoling.

As for what he said about Zheng Xiaoling being only half a level higher than him, that was only possible when there was no big boss backing him up, a civil servant of half a level lower could be superior to a military officer.

Prefect Fang gritted his teeth. This idiot didn't realize that behind this disfigured military officer stood a senior official who was responsible for correcting corrupt officials, maintaining and supervising laws and regulations, and having absolute supervisory power over officials like them.

An Xin: “…” Otherwise why would he be called the Inspector?

After this little farce, although the atmosphere was a bit weird, when An Xin saw the delicious food and fruits served, she even saw the expensive wine.

Jiang Xuan now uses the recipe she gave him and has brewed this wine after experimenting. The price of the wine sold in Daqian is not as high as the imported ones before, but it is not cheap either.

Looking at the food placed on the table in front of me.

An Xin suddenly thought of a sentence he had heard before: The rich have wine and meat, while the poor have frozen to death on the streets...

If it weren’t for the fact that when I distributed relief food today, I saw that the people were all skin and bones, with sunken eye sockets and sallow faces.

She almost thought that she had come to Nanyang Prefecture, a place with good weather, clean government, and people living and working in peace and contentment.

An Xin did not throw his sleeves and leave in a noble manner, nor did he eat and drink happily. He even used a soothing look to suppress his emotions. He simply disdained to associate with the group of upright and honest imperial doctors led by Prefect Fang.

She was waiting, waiting for Prefect Fang to tell her the real purpose of inviting them to this banquet.

Even when the maid who was pouring wine and serving food to her was quietly replaced by a handsome young man in the middle of the banquet, she continued to eat and drink without changing her expression.

Li Ziyu looked at the banquet, which had gone awry, with a reserved expression and indifferent eyes. He saw the drunk official from Nanyang starting to make advances towards the maid who was pouring wine for him.

The hand hidden in the wide sleeves pressed down on the side of his body and tried to rush over to push away Liu Boxing, who was getting closer and closer to the man next to his own headmaster.

"Don't move. Be careful or you might disrupt her plan and get punished when you return." Li Ziyu's voice was so soft as a sigh that only the two brothers who were standing very close to him could hear it.

An Xin, who seemed to be drunk, supported the young man beside him, pointed at a piece of intact tiger skin on the wall behind him with hazy eyes, and shouted domineeringly: "This...this tiger skin...I...I like it.

Little...little beauty, do you like it? If you like it, I...I am the highest official here.

I'm going to give it to you... I'm going to give it to you...

The young man with a somewhat feminine beauty couldn't help but look at Prefect Fang after hearing what An Xin said.

When Prefect Fang saw An Xin like this, a sly smile appeared on his face, and his eyes were filled with disdain and contempt.

Originally, finding a handsome man for An Xin was just a test, but who would have thought that not only the men, after becoming officials, loved to play with beautiful women, but who would have thought that this female official could not escape the temptation of beauty.

Seeing that Prefect Fang nodded slightly, the man immediately approached An Xin and whispered softly, "Little, little likes it."

An Xin, who was drunk, half-closed her eyes with a cold light flashing in her eyes. Her body seemed to be unstable, and she skillfully distanced herself from the man.

She went over, grabbed the tiger skin hanging on the wall and pulled it gently and it fell into her hand. However, because she pulled it down with brute force, a hole was torn on the tiger head hanging on the rivet.

An Xin felt a pang of pain in her heart. It took her a lot of effort to kill the tiger. In order to get a complete tiger skin, she was reluctant to use a knife.

But now is not the time to worry about this, because the tiger skin was taken away by Doctor Su back then, and now it is in the hands of Prefect Fang, so he and Old Man Liu are there again.

When Li Ziyu saw An Xin pretending to be drunk and pulling off the tiger skin, his eyes flickered. He glanced at Liu Boxing, pursed his lips and said nothing.

Liu Boxing also found the tiger skin familiar, but he didn't think much about it.

Prefect Fang frowned when he saw the tiger skin was torn by An Xin, but he finally endured it for the sake of his future plans.

Seeing that An Xin was already a little drunk, Prefect Fang deliberately changed the topic to the batch of disaster relief silver that An Xin and his team had escorted to Nanyang Prefecture.

An Xin lowered his head and held his cheek with his hand, looking drunk. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and his fox tail was finally revealed.

As expected, no banquet is a good one. She had long guessed that sooner or later, Prefect Fang would set his sights on the hundreds of thousands of taels of disaster relief silver.

"When the Supervisor arrived, he was busy distributing disaster relief grain to the people, and we also wanted to share his worries.

You adults have already distributed the disaster relief grain, so can I let you distribute the disaster relief silver? We also want to do something for the people."

"Okay... okay!" An Xin said incoherently.

Upon hearing An Xin's agreement, not only Prefect Fang but also other Nanyang officials were so excited that they almost jumped up.

That was hundreds of thousands of taels of silver. At this point they had even calculated how much they could take. Who wouldn't be excited?

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Miao Guangchu, the Tongzhi of Nanyang who was sitting in the corner, closed his eyes. He regretted risking being discovered and exposing such a thing in Nanyang Prefecture.

As a result, the imperial court sent such a person. Miao Guangchu gritted his teeth and glared at An Xin, who was so drunk that he could not speak clearly, with hatred.

An Xin glanced at Miao Guangchu who was glaring at him, curled the corners of his lips, and then slapped the table.

With a confused and cold look in his eyes, he shouted to Prefect Fang: "Before you...before you go to distribute the silver, you must...open the granary in the prefecture and let me take half of the grain...

The Emperor… the Emperor was so stingy… he only gave me this little bit of disaster relief food, not even enough for me to distribute for two days.”

Everyone present gasped in shock when they heard that she dared to make up stories even for the emperor.

You don’t know...when the people saw me distributing food to them, they all worshipped me.

It turns out that being an official is so much fun. If you can’t give me the disaster relief grain… I haven’t distributed enough yet. Tomorrow… you must give me grain, otherwise… otherwise I won’t give you money.”

Li Ziyu picked up the wine glass and placed it to his lips gracefully, then slowly raised his head and drank it, while also suppressing the smile on the corners of his mouth.

He couldn't let anyone see it, otherwise someone wouldn't let him off easily.

Imperial Physician Tang, who originally had doubts about An Xin, also had a flash of enlightenment in his eyes after hearing An Xin's drunken words.

However, the officials in Nanyang Prefecture had never met An Xin and didn't know her at all. They were arrogant and looked down on women.

I felt that when this female official was sober, she was a smart and capable person who was not easy to mess with. But when she was drunk and had a man to accompany her, her stupid nature was revealed.

Prefect Fang rubbed his fingers together and thought for a while, and finally made up his mind, "Okay, tomorrow you take people to the warehouse in the prefecture to take half of the grain for disaster relief, and I will take people to distribute disaster relief money to the people."

(End of this chapter)