"really?"

"really!"

Wei Yan said, "Prince Chen and Miss Wu, rest assured. With me, Wei Yan, here, I will guard the border well and never allow foreign enemies to invade. I will ensure that the people can farm smoothly and rebuild their homes! I am just waiting for the helicopter to pick you up."

An Chen raised his hand to bid farewell to Wei Yan: "Thank you, General Wei. Goodbye."

Everyone boarded the plane and headed straight for Nanfu City. This place is adjacent to Nanzhao, which is almost unaffected by the epidemic. The border is relatively stable without war, and the people's lives are relatively stable. At the border defense camp 50 miles south of the city, the nominal commander, the Third Prince, is in the capital at this time. The Third Prince is responsible for the purchase and transportation of food and fodder. I guess his own soldiers have already arranged food and fodder. So An Chen did not go directly to the Southern Border Defense Camp, but first delivered grain seeds to the city he passed by, so as to avoid running back and forth and delaying things.

There were many deserts and sparsely populated areas in the west, and it took more than half an hour to fly to the main urban area. Obviously, the plane could not land in the urban area, so they stopped at a relatively flat wasteland in the suburbs of Beijing. It was still light at this time. They had no horses, and An Chen wanted to send the best light worker to go to the prefect with his badge. He was stopped by Xu Zhen.

She asked An Chen: "Should we ask the prefect to come and get the grain? First, there are so many grains, and the target is too big. We are few in number, so it may not be safe. Second, it is too tiring to go back and forth. We don't know when we can finish getting them. It's getting dark soon, and it will take time. We'd better send them directly. It's safer and easier."

Xu Zhen walked up to the two people from the Ministry of Revenue and asked, "Do you know what kinds of grain each prefecture needs and how much each needs?"

"Miss, write it down in this account book. We'll take it with us when we go out." The two handed the book to Xu Zhen. Xu Zhen frowned as she flipped through a few pages. The traditional Chinese characters were hard to understand. She handed it to An Chen: "Can you understand it?"

An Chen opened it and took a look: "Yes."

"Okay, take the booklet. We'll plant the grain seeds according to this, and then have them record it when we come back."

An Chen replied: "Okay!"

An Chen asked: "How are you going to get into the city if you don't know Qinggong? Come, I'll use Qinggong to take you there!"

"This fairy has a plan." Xu Zhen summoned a motorcycle from space. The road was not smooth and she couldn't go fast, so she didn't bring a helmet. An Chen had seen this car in his dream, but he still stared at it with shining eyes. After all, it was his first time to experience it in person. The other dozen people were shocked and speechless. Whoever said that Miss Xu was not a fairy, they would definitely talk to death! But this time they had to stay and wait, and they could only watch with envy. Xu Zhen didn't take the helicopter away, and told them that except for the things in the cab, they could move everything else. The group of people were still very excited. They finally had the opportunity to carefully observe this flying behemoth.

Xu Zhen lifted her skirt and rode on the motorcycle. She asked An Chen to sit at the back and hug her waist. An Chen was willing to do that! He lifted his skirt and imitated Xu Zhen's long legs and sat at the back. He hugged Xu Zhen's waist tightly with both hands. The secret guards immediately covered their eyes with their hands and dared not look. However, the gossipy eyes under their leaky hands blinked and blushed but could not help but want to look. They were happy for their master! The children of the same age as the prince in the capital are five or six years old. Their most handsome and brave prince has never been close to a woman. Now, look at that happy face, so sweet. Humph! They will never say that they also want to find a wife.

The motorcycle started up, and the rumbling sound excited the hearts of these gentlemen. It was faster than a horse and like an arrow shot from a bow. They didn't care to avoid suspicion, and stared with wide eyes to see more clearly. Suddenly, they felt itchy and wished they could ride on it. They were all thinking about how to have the opportunity to ride that motorcycle.

An Yi: "In just 20 days, the prince and Miss Xu have such a close relationship. If I ask the prince for a favor, Miss Xu will probably let me ride there."

An Wu: "You may not know yet, but the Emperor has already granted the prince a marriage."

An Liu: "Yes, the prince finally got it."

Several secret guards looked incredulous: "The Imperial Master said that the prince can only marry a girl destined by heaven, and the prince has never been close to women in these years. Could it be that Miss Xu is the girl destined by heaven?"

"Of course, didn't she just fly down from the sky?"

"It's true. As soon as she arrived, the strange stone disappeared. The world is so big, but it just happened to fall into the hands of our prince."

"Yes, yes, this is what God sent to His Majesty."

"Sixth son, is the princess consort that the emperor has given to the prince Miss Xu?"

"Guess!"

Everyone surrounded An Liu and started to attack him. Even though he was very skilled in martial arts, he could not defeat the outnumbered enemy. An Liu begged for mercy from his brothers.

An Wu: "Sixth son, you deserve it!"

An Liu: "Huh, you won't help me either?"

Several people secretly guarded: "Don't be so funny, is the princess Miss Xu?"

Seeing that his brothers were ready to attack him at any time, An Liu dared not to be rude: "Of course."

"That's great. We will definitely be able to take the plane and the motorcycle again in the future."

"Maybe we can even get on a plane."

“I still want to ride a motorcycle.”

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha, the princess must have more good stuff."

"From now on, don't fight with me for anything the princess asks you to do!"

"If you can, let's fight, whoever wins goes."

"Humph, I just bully those who can't beat you."

……

The ten dark guards who were gloomy and murderous in the eyes of ordinary people were now noisy like children. Although the two people from the Ministry of Revenue had been with them for most of the day, they were so excited and curious on the plane that they didn't care about being afraid. Now they were fighting with each other when they spoke, and the two of them hid far away, fearing that they would be implicated. The two of them were little transparent people in the Ministry of Revenue, and they thought they were destined to be copying and memorizing for the rest of their lives, but who knew that God would give them great news.

They both came from poor families and had no one to help them. Fortunately, they passed the imperial examination and were assigned to the Ministry of Revenue. Although they did the most basic, tiring and boring work, it was a great blessing for them. As expected, opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared. When the emperor sent people to the Ministry of Revenue to find someone, only the two of them had a clear record of the planting and harvesting in various places. When they were told that they were going to go out with Prince Chen to do business, they were so excited that they were dazed. At this time, the two of them had not yet woken up and were still thinking about everything that happened today over and over again. It was too unreal, but they seemed to feel that their good luck was coming. After looking at each other, they decided to work harder in the future.

Xu Zhen and An Chen drove their motorcycles directly to the government office in Nanfu City. The huge roar of the plane flying over had alarmed the people in the city. When the prefect was waiting to report what happened, the sound of thumping had already entered the government office.

A group of palace guards came running behind them, panting: "Master, we can't stop them, they---"

Before the palace guard could finish his words, the prefect had already knelt down with a plop. "I didn't know that Your Majesty was coming. I failed to greet you from afar. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

“Get up and speak”

"Yes, Your Majesty, please take a seat."

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