After being dressed as an old lady and having her mind read, the capital city went crazy

Since Tan Feizhu is already in the same line with them, he naturally has to tell them everything he knows.

Tan Feizhu has also made some achievements over the years.

He secretly trained his own men and placed them in the village of Mangshan.

"You guys want to go to Tan Fei's private vault, right?"

Shen Yunyue did not comment, "I just borrowed some money to spend. It's not worth it for Feizhu to remember it."

"To be honest with you two, the food supply in Binzhou has been reduced to a pitiful amount." Tan Fei chose his words carefully, "There is not much food in the granary of the prefecture government."

"There are some rotten grains."

"There have been many wars on the border. After the battle with Xiliang, we fought with Dashun. There is no real leader in Mobei, so the governors who came here either pay homage to the bandits or work for them."

"He was a bit aggressive, but he was also killed by the bandits."

"Didn't they say that he was killed by the people from the Twelve Tribes of Xiliang?" Shen Yunyue asked back.

"Almost. The border is a mixed bag, and officials who come here basically die without a burial place." Tan Feizhu looked at the two of them thoughtfully.

"It's no surprise that Governor Ling is here."

"It's just that Lady Shen is just a weak woman. The Emperor wouldn't really think that He Jinnian is colluding with Xiliang, right?"

Shen Yunyue didn't completely believe what Tan Feizhu said.

He said without any concern:

"My fragility is only for reference, everything else is based on brutality."

Tan Feizhu: “…”

It's really an unconventional approach.

"Don't think about it. We will consider what you say." Ling Buqi looked impatient.

"In recent years, there have been natural disasters and man-made disasters, as well as heavy taxes and levies. More and more people have become bandits, and women have become commodities for sale.

Originally, the bandits in Mangshan also helped the common people, but Sang Biao hooked up with Tan Fei and Yang Gui. "

The three of them work together, with power, money and connections.

They made a lot of money by working together.

Where is the chivalrous heart left in him? It has been completely corrupted by money, beauty and status.

The room fell into silence for a moment.

Only the faint scent of agarwood wafted from the incense burner.

Tan Feizhu glanced at the smoking cage calmly, and a trace of anxiety flashed across his face.

Shen Yunyue walked over and opened the window.

Let the cold air outside come in.

"As the second son of the Tan family, Feizhu can naturally have a say with Sang Biao and the others." Shen Yunyue turned around, stared at him and smiled: "Supervisor Ling and I have to hurry to Mobei."

"Isn't it a bit crowded for three people?"

Tan Feizhu was slightly startled and glanced at Ling Buqi in confusion.

What does Lord Shen mean by this threesome?

Ling Buqi fiddled with the thin dagger with two fingers, "Officials, bandits, and businessmen will always clash with each other. As time goes by, no one can tolerate others having any small thoughts."

"When people's desires grow, what they fear most is betrayal."

Tan Feizhu understood.

These two may look like a crazy duo, but they are actually very good at fighting among themselves.

Just that one point of dissatisfaction turned into seven points of dissatisfaction.

Even if Tan Fei and the other two joined forces again, they were still vulnerable.

Ling Buqi looked at him and said, "The people you placed in Mangshan can be put to use now. As for Yang Gui, I will naturally have people to assist you."

Ling Buqi stood up and walked to the door.

"Tan family, it all depends on your methods."

After that, he chuckled:

"This charcoal fire is good, but it didn't help you achieve your goal. It's really a pity..."

Tan Feizhu's expression changed.

Do they know…?

He knelt down and said, "Lord Ling, I'm really sorry. I just..."

"No need to say more. I understand that you have selfish motives." Ling Buqi said sternly, "But I will not show mercy. If you do a good job, we can talk it out."

The implication of his words was full of threats.

Ling Buqi took the initiative to make a gesture of invitation to Shen Yunyue.

"Let's go back."

Shen Yunyue smiled lightly: "Feizhu, when you are calculating in the future, remember to shake out the accumulated water in your brain. For the sake of money, I will naturally help you fulfill your wish of destroying your family."

She made a gesture of encouragement and said, "Try your best."

After the two of them left.

Tan Feizhu slumped on the ground, his back covered in sweat.

I don’t know how long it took.

He just came back to his senses.

He climbed to the front of the smoking cage and opened its lid.

The charcoal inside has no peculiar smell at all.

Shen Yunyue turned deception into power and made a huge move in the Tan family's warehouse.

He swept it as he pleased.

He was not afraid of being labeled a weirdo, and one glance at the space made people think it was a royal storehouse.

After collecting.

She was mad with joy.

When he reached the door, he winked at Ling Buqi who was guarding the door.

"Old Ling, let's go."

Ling Buqi saw that her body and clothes were all covered with gold, silver and jewels. There were also a few scrolls of calligraphy and paintings stuck on the back of her neck, and the headdress on her head pressed her neck and head down on her shoulders.

Fortunately, there are enough things hanging around my neck.

Otherwise, the thin neck will break.

Ling Buqi pretended not to know her little thoughts, and directly carried Shen Yunyue and stepped on her feet... but did not jump... she was too heavy...

At last.

The two found a dog hole and crawled out.

Fortunately, halfway through the journey, I met Anming.

This is how Shen Yunyue was rescued.

She was exhausted when she returned to the inn.

He lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, unable to utter a word.

It’s a shame and a big loss.

It was clear that Anming was trying to hold back a laugh.

Jiu Niang sat on the ground, counting the gold, silver and jewelry brought in for Shen Yunyue.

"I was wondering when the old princess became so plump. It turns out it's all thanks to external things." Jiu Niang's words have always been vicious and accurate.

Baizhi didn't say anything.

The smile in his eyes betrayed his inner thoughts.

Shen Yunyue turned over.

"Just tell me if I'm awesome or not. You might not be as smart as me when it comes to you guys."

Jiu Niang was so disappointed that she couldn't make him become a good person. "Why don't you take off Lord Ling's clothes and use them to hold the gold, silver and jewels?"

"He was carrying gold, silver and jewelry, and he was almost dead from exhaustion than you."

"Old Princess, I have every reason to suspect that you are attracted to him?"

"No."

Shen Yunyue objected outright.

"I am crazy and focused, and my mind is peaceful. Is it because of a seizure in my brain or epilepsy that I want to fall in love with a treacherous eunuch who kills people without blinking an eye?"

That being said.

Shen Yunyue, however, thinks Ling Buqi is a good sister.

Say it.

She yawned and fell asleep.

the next day.

Shen Yunyue slept until noon and then woke up, hearing that two major events had happened in Binzhou.

One incident was that the mansion of the wealthy businessman Tan was robbed.

Last night, some unscrupulous thieves emptied the granary and storehouse of the Tan Mansion. It is said that not a single grain of rice was left, which is ridiculous and perverted.

Some people don't believe it.

The reason is that the guards of the Tan Mansion are not fools.

This must be a good play directed and acted by Tan Fei himself. Anyway, the common people are mainly watching your shameless lying play.

The second thing: Yang Gui donated a batch of grain to Mobei.

They also sold a batch of grain to help Mobei quickly start post-war reconstruction.

Shen Yunyue immediately picked up a piece of sesame cake.

He ran to the teahouse to drink tea and listen to storytelling, and the storyteller would definitely spread the news about Binzhou as soon as possible.

Don't underestimate these people who hold pens.

The storyteller was expressing his opinions with great enthusiasm.

"Listeners, I suspect that the prefect played a game with his concubine and made the decision on the spur of the moment after having a great time."

"Mobei was rebuilt after the war. You started rebuilding fifteen years after the war?"

The storyteller was wearing a melon-shaped hat and had an expression of disbelief as if he was making a joke.

"Thirteen of the twelve tribes of neighboring Xiliang have fled to Mobei. There are more beggars in Binzhou than civilians. Are they asking us to leave our homes and move to Mobei?"

The people below were talking a lot.

Shen Yunyue was drinking tea and eating sesame cakes.

Listening to the storyteller quickly stirring up the audience's emotions, a good idea came to my mind.

Trick this storyteller to Mobei.