Listen to my heart in the morning and eat melons in the afternoon.

Tian Xingjian knew from the expressions of the onlookers that the people of Shengjing City, like the people of Wucheng, could hear Tian Xiaoxiao's thoughts.

Taking advantage of his first day in office and handling such a big case, Tian Xingjian ordered that the secret of being able to hear Tian Xiaoxiao's thoughts be kept strictly guarded, otherwise no one would be able to hear Tian Xiaoxiao share gossip in the future.

If anyone disobeys orders, bring him to Tian Xiaoxiao and let Tian Xiaoxiao and Qingchen dig out all his past.

Everyone has a secret, but if the secret is heard by everyone in the city, it is no longer a secret.

The people of Shengjing City felt that this punishment was more likely to keep people quiet than imprisonment or fines.

The people of Shengjing City rushed to tell each other.

This is exactly the effect Tian Xingjian wanted, so that Tian Xiaoxiao could eat melons without restraint.

After dealing with Song Yuansi and the three corrupt officials, it was already late.

After closing the yamen, Tian Xingjian asked the yamen runners to search everywhere in the yamen and find ten gold bricks. He also found someone to replace the missing bricks on the floor overnight.

The bailiffs were delighted in searching for the gold, and after they found it, no one was greedy and they handed it all over.

Tian Xingjian gained a better understanding of the character of the yamen runners.

Just now in the court, the bailiffs stood straight, and no matter whether Qingchen said something funny or explosive, they didn't react at all. This requires long-term training to achieve.

Apart from being corrupt, Song Yuanzhi must have been very good at managing his subordinates.

After the yamen runners got off work, Tian Xingjian continued to read the documents under the lamp for a long time.

It was not until Lin Yunzhi came and called him to go back for dinner that he turned off the lights and returned to the backyard.

The living quarters are quite spacious, but the yard is not luxurious.

Song Yuanzhi was really a strange person. He had countless gold hidden in his home and could decorate his home magnificently with just a gold brick. But why didn't he do that?

Thinking of the gold bricks he had just dug up, he stopped for a while at where Tian Xiaoxiao and the others were standing.

So that's it, Tian Xingjian found the answer.

Tian Xiaoxiao woke up a long time ago. Since Daju was not at home, she had no melon to eat, so she played a guessing game with Tian Lele.

The dinner was peaceful and leisurely, with the mother and children being affectionate and filial.

Everyone was afraid that Tian Xiaoxiao would mention some more juicy gossip, so they ate very quickly and finished dinner quickly.

The smell of the gold and silver carried in during the day can still be smelled in the backyard.

I'm so scared. This melon makes me want to eat it, but I also want to escape.

After half a day of traveling, and half a day of cleaning the yard and handling cases, the whole family was exhausted.

After a simple wash, the whole family went to bed.

The people of Shengjing City spread the word that the young lady of the new prefect had the ability to see through people's hearts, but Lord Tian said that even if they heard Miss Tian's thoughts, they had to pretend not to know, otherwise they would not hear them again in the future.

Overnight, everyone in Shengjing City knew this secret, and they were all looking forward to the day when they could run into Miss Tian on the street and hear her thoughts.

After Daju arrived in Shengjing, he felt that the bottleneck was loosening.

When Tian Xiaoxiao fell asleep, he went out, found a quiet and deserted place, and listened quietly to the movements in the city.

I won’t have any dreams tonight, I’m just waiting for my cultivation to improve.

After everyone in Shengjing City fell asleep, a ray of golden light shot straight into Daju's body.

Daju's appearance seems to have changed, but it also seems not to have changed.

[Great, I've made a breakthrough. There's no limit to the amount of dreams I can eat from now on. Great. Hey, why is there an energy collection? Damn, it's related to Tian Xiaoxiao again! Am I being eaten to death by her? ]

In the last second he was immersed in the joy of improving his cultivation, and in the next second he fell into an ice cellar.

Dejected, Daju returned to the Tian family.

It’s strange, why are there so many people around the government office, and some people are even dreaming.

One by one, the dream balls floated to Daju's side. After he ate them all, his cultivation level didn't even improve at all.

Ignoring those people, Daju returned to Tian Xiaoxiao, curled up under Tian Xiaoxiao's bed and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Lin Yunzhi got up and arranged things. He made a list of the things that needed to be purchased and asked Yunbo to take people to buy them.

I went to see the yard on the other side, which was not the one where Song Yuansi lived.

The yard was empty, with strange things placed inside.

Tian Xiaoxiao had nothing to do, so she followed Lin Yunzhi to this yard.

Daju followed Tian Xiaoxiao.

Originally Daju didn't want to come, but when he found that he was a certain distance away from Tian Xiaoxiao and his cultivation didn't change at all, he had to follow.

Tian Xiaoxiao looked at those strange things, puzzled, and gossiped with Daju: [Qingchen, is this a torture room? Why are there torture instruments? ]

Tian Xiaoxiao pointed at a shackle and asked Daju.

Daju: [You still brag that you are an all-knowing entertainment reporter. Song Yuanzhi is a gay man who likes excitement.]

Tian Xiaoxiao: [I understand, I understand. You don’t need to explain further.]

Lin Yunzhi looked up at the sky helplessly, tears streaming down his face: Oh my God, what has Xiaoxiao been through?

Daju: [I had a few dreams last night, do you want to hear them? ]

After Daju's cultivation improved, he no longer had any extra dreams for Tian Xiaoxiao to eat, so Tian Xiaoxiao still has to rely on Daju for food.

Tian Xiaoxiao: [Are there any funny melons? ]

Daju: [The owner of Anji, an oil seller in the city, accidentally spilled oil on the ground last night. When he went to clean it up, he lost his balance and slipped, hitting the oil tank, which had a hole in it. He is closed today.]

Tian Xiaoxiao: [This is not a funny melon, this is a bad luck melon. ]

Daju: [I haven't finished yet! Why are we closed today? The boss of Anji hasn't stood up yet, he's just standing there skating.]

Tian Xiaoxiao: [Is there no one at home? ]

Daju: [The boss has no family. ]

Tian Xiaoxiao: [Why don’t you help him. ]

Daju: [He usually sells oil with less weight or collects swill from restaurants to extract oil to sell. He is a black-hearted person. Just let him get away with it.]

Tian Xiaoxiao: [What kind of oil can be slippery for so long? ]

Daju: [The oil he sold was normal oil, but the floor of his warehouse was too smooth, and the oil tanks in the warehouse were all lined up one after another, so they all fell over and the oil spilled all over the floor.]

Tian Xiaoxiao: [I can imagine the boss of Anji being unable to get up, covered in oil. Didn’t he ask for help?]

Daju: [His oil depot is under the cellar, with good sound insulation, so no one can hear him even if he shouts. He is also a stingy person, so if he calls someone to rescue him, he has to spend some money, or at least give them some oil. This will never happen to him.]

Tian Xiaoxiao: [What if no one finds him and he dies in the oil depot? ]

Daju: [Don't worry, the waiter from the restaurant will definitely go find him today. They are two people with similar interests, and An Ji's shopkeeper's life is safe.]

Tian Xiaoxiao: [This is a rare talent that has never been heard of before. ]

Lin Yunzhi held back his laughter.

She had been slipped by oil before and knew how it felt. It would be strange if the owner of Anji didn't have a bruised face after slipping all night.

Ruozhu, who was following Lin Yunzhi, ran away with an excuse to share the gossip she had just heard with her sisters.

Little did they know that everyone in the prefect's house had heard it and was laughing so hard that their hands were holding their stomachs.

Yun Bo, who had gone out to buy something, came back after a while and said that he had just passed by an oil shop. The owner was selling oil with a bruised face and nose, and his clothes were shining with oil.