After Jiang Qingqing and Princess Qi Yang separated at the courtyard gate, Jiang Qingqing returned to the house and began to reflect on her life.

The piece of paper with the palace seal pattern printed on it was casually spread out on the table.

Gan Lin, who was passing by and preparing to make hot tea for the little prince, glanced at the palace seal on the table and suddenly stopped.

Feeling something strange beside her, Jiang Qingqing looked at Gan Lin, her eyes full of expectation.

"Perhaps...you know this palace seal?!"

Gan Lin shook her head slightly. She just stared at the palace seal for a while, and then called Gan Yuan, who was drawing flowers on the side.

"Sister Gan Yuan, I always feel like I've seen this palace seal before."

Gan Yuan walked over and looked at the palace seal, and was silent for a moment. She was carefully looking at Jiang Qingqing's face, and she happened to see her hesitant look.

"Do you recognize this palace seal?"

Jiang Qingqing asked cautiously.

Gan Yuan turned around and looked at Gan Lin again, his eyes seeming to be blaming the other person for saying everything out loud.

Jiang Qingqing saw the little movements between the two people, and she was about to question Gan Yuan in a serious manner.

The other party was willing to speak proactively.

"This palace seal is often seen by servants in the palace. We often see Nafu using the silver with this palace seal to buy things."

What can be seen from the Emperor’s uncle’s mansion?

After Gan Yuan said this, he closed his mouth happily.

Jiang Qingqing nodded thoughtfully. She put the paper away again and stuffed it into her sleeve, then stood up and walked out.

The two maids behind them glanced at each other hurriedly and chased after him. Gan Yuan regretted telling the truth. She explained in a panic: "The prince is definitely not that kind of person. Your Highness, please don't take it seriously."

"Are you afraid that I will misunderstand the emperor's uncle and think that he has some hidden conspiracy?"

Jiang Qingqing walked into the yard and heard Gan Yuan's words. She suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at the two of them, feeling a little amused.

Gan Lin stood aside, looking particularly uneasy. She said timidly, "Your Highness, aren't you going out to look for the prince this time?"

"It's true that I went to see the Emperor's uncle, but just one sentence is not enough to settle the matter."

Jiang Qingqing was about to turn around after saying this, but then she thought that the two of them would have to be her right-hand men in the future. They didn't have to be smart, but they couldn't be a drag.

She had no choice but to turn around and look at Gan Lin and Gan Yuan, and explained to them in a deep voice that one must have definite evidence to determine the nature of something, rather than making arbitrary definitions based on a few judgments.

Gan Lin and Gan Yuan pursed their lips and lowered their heads, looking as if they were learning a lesson.

Jiang Qingqing saw that the two people seemed to be reflecting on themselves, so she turned around and walked out.

Xiao Linting and Jiang Chen were resting in the guest house of the Princess's Mansion. During this free time, Xiao Linting had nothing to do anyway, so he simply asked someone to go to the palace to fetch copies of the relevant case files that Jiang Chen was in charge of.

At this moment, Xiao Linting was standing behind the weak and helpless Jiang Chen with one hand behind his back, frowning and listening to Jiang Chen retell his understanding of the case.

Jiang Chen gritted his teeth, stared at the words on the file, and frantically weaved them into his own way of speaking at the fastest speed possible, almost reading out the case file verbatim.

The emperor's uncle behind him moved, and if you listened carefully, you could hear the rustling sound of his clothes.

"Your Highness, do you think that I look innocent?" Xiao Linting's voice was clear, and his tone even rose, which was rare.

The unusual tone of voice made the back of Jiang Chen's head numb.

When Jiang Qingqing walked in, she heard Jiang Chen muttering something in a tense voice.

"The people were divided into land units according to household tax. All those who registered as households were required to pay three pieces of silk and three catties of cotton, and female and male second-rate males were required to pay half of the amount..."

This is Tianqi's rules and regulations on the surrender of civilian land.

What's the point of saying this?

Jiang Qingqing was extremely confused, and she quickly walked into the house.

Jiang Chen was seen staring at the files on the table with a bitter face. The emperor's uncle had lifted up his narrow sleeves at some point, accidentally revealing his wrists. One could vaguely see the slightly stretched blue veins on his arms.

It is inevitable that Xiao Linting has a good figure. Just imagine, a person who can lift a five-jin crescent-shaped sword with his bare hands without changing his expression is just like lifting weights every day.

The muscles on this body...

Jiang Qingqing's thoughts drifted away as she watched, and she didn't notice Jiang Chen's look for help.

"Then Your Highness, please tell me, what are the advantages and disadvantages of this household adjustment method?" Xiao Linting asked in a deep voice.

He saw the little guy coming out of the corner of his eye, walked up to the round table and poured a new cup of tea.

When Jiang Qingqing came over, he handed the tea in his hand to her.

"Drink some water."

The emperor's uncle's voice came from behind Jiang Chen. He thought the emperor's uncle was talking to him, so he nodded obediently and turned around to reach out for the so-called "tea".

When he turned around, he saw the emperor's uncle sitting on a chair, personally serving tea to his good sister.

He, a miserable, helpless and pitiful man who had been reciting scriptures for half an hour, could not even drink a sip of water.

The voice of the report stopped abruptly. Xiao Linting turned his head to look at Jiang Chen and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, please continue."

"..." Jiang Chen pulled the corner of his mouth and said nonsense, "The benefit of household survey is that the burden on the people is reduced, the pressure of forced labor is reduced, and the people can harvest the excess products themselves, which stimulates their enthusiasm for production."

Jiang Qingqing had just arrived here when she was unexpectedly fed a large mouthful of water. Her cheeks were puffed up and she looked back and forth between Jiang Chen and the emperor's uncle with her big eyes.

Xiao Linting lowered his eyes and looked at the clever look of the little guy, and his deep phoenix eyes were involuntarily filled with a faint smile.

"Swallow it. What are you doing holding it in your mouth?"

Jiang Qingqing subconsciously swallowed the water in her mouth.

Looking at the well-behaved little guy, Xiao Linting's temper, which had just been angered by Jiang Chen's secret provocation, was miraculously smoothed out.

Jiang Chen made excuses for his shortcomings and stammered for a long time without being able to utter a single word. He looked at the harmonious scene beside the round table and thought about the pressure he was under here.

He was so anxious that a thin layer of sweat broke out on his head.

"Are you testing your brother on laws and regulations?" Jiang Qingqing hadn't heard about these things for a long time since she left the Imperial College.

Unexpectedly, I felt a little nostalgic.

Xiao Linting saw that the Third Prince had a hint of anxiety on his face. He sighed in his heart, as if lamenting that the Third Prince lacked stability.

"Your Highness, please take a rest and drink some water."

Jiang Chen had never heard such a sweet voice from the emperor's uncle! He sighed neatly, changing his depressed and half-dead look, and quickly cheered up and walked to the round table.

I poured myself a cup of tea and drank it down in one gulp.

"Your Highness, would you like to take a look at this file and give it a try?"