There was a loud bang in the sky, and the idiot made a brilliant appearance.
Han Zeyu stole a glance at the Second Young Master Xiao, and today he finally saw him alive.
He seems to be a smart person, not like an old-fashioned conservative diehard, but the things he does are really not commendable.
Xiao Hongxuan, the second son of Prince Rui, is about to reach the age of thirty. He has always been suppressed by his eldest brother and feels quite frustrated.
This information was provided by Ma Qianhu and was "accidentally" known to Han, who was lying on the roof performing the show "Overheard".
Mr. Han said that he didn't want to listen, but Captain Ma insisted on talking and couldn't be stopped.
At this time, Captain Ma immediately set off after receiving the letter from the carrier pigeon and rushed to Dongchuan Prefecture. He learned that Judge Su had gone to Huaning County to investigate the people's sentiments.
What a great way to "understand the people's sentiments." Ma Zhao sighed, but he was still a step too slow after all.
When he rode his horse at full speed to the county government office, he ran into County Magistrate Fang who was actually out investigating the people's sentiments.
Fang Jun wanted to go to the autumn harvest site and keep an eye on it, because Su Shien had informed him in advance that he would focus on tracking the outflow of grain.
"Captain Ma, is there something urgent?"
Fang Jun was speaking to Ma Zhao, but his eyes were still fixed on the ground.
"Sweat drops fall to the ground and break into eight pieces." So this is what it means.
The weather in Shuzhou was so scorching hot that even though Ma Zhao galloped all the way, he still couldn't dry the sweat off his face.
"Han Zeyu and the others went to southern Yunnan?"
Fang Jun nodded: "Why are you in such a hurry? They've been gone for two days and should be able to return tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."
Yeah, why is he in such a hurry?
Ma Zhao jumped off his horse swiftly. He thought, since he was here, he might as well make the best of it. If the emperor wasn't anxious, then the eunuchs were. What good would it do for him to be anxious? He couldn't control Han Zeyu.
Bah, bah, bah, you are so anxious that you are confused. He is not a eunuch!
Before leaving, His Majesty the Emperor repeatedly instructed him to provide assistance to Han Zeyu, not to be too eager for quick success and to avoid alerting the enemy.
Slowly and naturally, instill some key information into him, trying to do it as quietly as possible.
Ma Zhao knew that the purpose of his trip was to play a supporting role.
When he was in the capital, he had little contact with Han Zeyu and his wife. It was not until he was transferred to the local area that he had more opportunities to meet them.
It was also at this time that he suddenly realized that although Han Zeyu seemed to be acting recklessly and without regard for the consequences, he was actually more cunning than a monkey.
He is not a reckless man, he is just too lazy to think. The most crucial point is that he is too greedy for money.
A person who is used to taking unconventional actions and possesses extremely high martial arts skills is completely out of control.
He wanted to have a good chat with the other person, but after Han Zeyu saw through his identity, he didn't give him the chance to have a deep conversation at all.
Out of desperation, he could only try to convey some information to him in a roundabout and indirect way, but after hearing the inside story, the man did not express any reaction.
He was like a cold-blooded, heartless scumbag who, after getting something for free, just pulled up his pants and turned around and walked away.
Just like the villain in the erotic novels he created, who was despised by everyone.
If you ask Han Zeyu whether he wants to know the truth, the answer is definitely yes, after all, everyone has a gossipy heart.
But he didn't want to take on too much responsibility, so he always kept a distance from key information.
Qianlai Villa was earned by his own ability. The pastries produced by the imperial kitchen in the past three years were not enough to invite Han Zeyu to take action.
His Majesty the Emperor has been frugal for most of his life, but he didn't expect to fail here.
Save where you should, spend where you should, and spend as much as you can where you shouldn't. His Majesty the Emperor made a mistake and actually fell flat on his face here.
Not to mention the emperor and Ma Zhao, even Su Shien couldn't predict someone's thoughts 100%.
He mainly acts as he pleases, doing whatever he wants, and his ability to perform on the spot is simply too strong.
For example, now, Han Zeyu whispered, asking Su Shien to follow his instructions.
Su Shien wanted to say that he was just like Tiezhu, who didn't want to, couldn't, or was unwilling to read other people's faces.
And a crucial point: what if someone is standing behind him and can't see his expression at all? How should he act?
Han Zeyu reached out and scratched Su Shien's back, and Su Shien immediately came back to his senses. He had to maintain his cool personality at all times.
The second young master opened his folding fan and fanned it a few times complacently.
Han Zeyu was so excited that he dug his fingers into the wall. It's coming, it's coming, the classic scene where the villain dies because of talking too much has finally arrived.
Su Shien appeared calm on the surface, but he was actually complaining in his heart, be careful not to tear his clothes if he continued to pick at them, and he was still so rough.
"Master Su, you have come from afar, and I'm sorry for not welcoming you. If you're not in a hurry to go back, why don't you come over to your house and have a chat?"
Su Shien still had a stern face and declined Xiao Hongxuan's invitation.
"No, Su is busy with government affairs, so I won't bother you anymore."
Xiao Hongxuan put away his folding fan and chuckled, "Master Su, do you know who I am?"
Han Zeyu smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes and continued to pick at another place.
Here it comes, the famous scene of “My dad is so-and-so” is about to be performed.
Su Shien acted like a gentleman, open and honest, and admitted generously: "The name of the Second Young Master Xiao is well-known, so of course he knows it."
Xiao Hongxuan's expression was very unhappy. Since he knew who he was, he still dared to make excuses to him?
If he didn't possess special abilities, would a mere sixth-rank judge be worth the fight?
Han Zeyu looked at someone's expression, regretfully changed to the third position, and continued to pick, never forgetting to make his presence felt.
This second son's life is really tiring! He has always been suppressed by the eldest son and has been unable to make a name for himself. Over time, he can only seek spiritual comfort outside.
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