Transmigrating to Female Supremacy: Husbands, Don’t Be Too Outrageous

As soon as the leading spy Zhang Yan opened his mouth, there was a sudden silence all around and the tense atmosphere suddenly changed.

Everyone sheathed their swords quietly and well-trainedly, and even tried to force out a few kind smiles to match Zhang Yan's words.

But as a man who had been involved in bloody storms for years, he forced a smile that looked extremely ferocious, which made Ji Zhen's eyes twitch.

Acting, huh?

Row!

Ji Zhen glanced at the end of the alley behind everyone without leaving a trace. Under the thick shade, Ye Feng's figure flashed by silently. She knew that Ye Feng was determined to win.

well.

For Lu Ziyan, he dared to set up an ambush at the gate of her palace. Then she might as well cooperate with him and play a role. So that the master behind these spies can show his tail. Let her see who he is and why he is so sure that Lu Ziyan will be in her palace.

Having made up his mind, when his gaze turned to Zhang Yan, Ji Zhen's face showed a little more concern.

Ji Zhen snapped the small fan in his hand, stepped forward, and helped Zhang Yan up. He patted her rather sturdy arms and sighed:

"So you are refugees. I thought you were bandits. Where is your home? What disaster has happened to you? Look at how thin you are. You look pitiful. You haven't eaten for several days, right?"

When everyone saw that Ji Zhen seemed to be blind, they patted the strong arms of their leader who could kill a wild wolf with one hand, saying that she was pitiful and thin, and the expressions on their faces immediately became interesting.

There were even a few people with a clearer self-awareness who secretly turned sideways, tried to stand up straight, and sucked in their protruding bellies to make themselves more in line with the image of refugees.

Zhang Yan was even more stunned by Ji Zhen's reaction. Fortunately, she reacted very quickly. After a moment of stunned silence, she immediately replied:

"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. We are from Ezhou. This spring, there was a strange phenomenon in the sky. After several heavy rains, mountain torrents broke out and destroyed several neighboring villages. We had no choice but to end up here. Thinking about the prosperity in the capital, I thought I could find some work to do, so that I could at least have a meal and not starve to death."

Ezhou?

Ji Zhen sneered inwardly. It was true that Ezhou had suffered a flood this spring. But Ezhou was far from the capital. If they were refugees who had been displaced all the way here, their clothes would be too clean and tidy. Not to mention the long swords in their hands that cost at least a hundred taels. How could refugees who couldn't even afford to eat afford them?

He can't even put on a complete act, he's really an idiot.

Ji Zhen despised this group of people in her heart, but she sighed with even more pain:

"Poor! So pitiful! But don't worry, since so many of you have ended up at the gate of my palace, the patrolling guards didn't chase you away. This shows that we are destined to be together! How can I let you starve?"

These words almost made Zhang Yan's face collapse.

You have to know that the capital is not like other towns, the residences of the royal family are one after another. Around these mansions, not to mention refugees, even stray cats and dogs have been driven away long ago.

The reason why they can stay here is naturally because the master has given the order and the guards cannot touch them.

But of course these words cannot be said.

What Zhang Yan couldn't understand was why this legendary Prince of Qingyan seemed to be blind and turned a blind eye to things that any person with a discerning eye could see at a glance, and only sighed and groaned about her wanderings.

She was full of suspicion, but Ji Zhen didn't give her any time to think. As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately turned around and shouted to the two Beijing patrolmen who were rushing over from a distance:

"Over there, come here."

The two policemen from Beijing were patrolling another street. Suddenly, they saw a commotion among the crowd and rushed over to investigate. Unexpectedly, they ran into the famous Qingyan County Prince.

Ji Zhen was well-known, and when she waved her hand, the two patrolmen hurried over and saluted respectfully.

"Greetings to His Highness Qingyan."

"Well, no need to be polite, get up. I have something to tell you."

Ji Zhen raised his hand and asked the two to stand up, and said:

"Go and report to the Ministry of Revenue. Ezhou has suffered a disaster. The governor of Ezhou failed to provide adequate resettlement, causing the villagers to be displaced and struggling to survive in front of my palace. I beg the Ministry of Revenue to be kind and open the General Hui Granary to distribute grain and porridge to the victims. This will prevent these poor people from dying in the capital."

"And you."

After Ji Zhen instructed one person, he continued to say to the other:

"Go and report to the Jingzhao Yin immediately, and check how many refugees there are in the capital, and make sure they are all properly resettled."

The policeman was sweating as he listened to Ji Zhen's instructions.

This spring, Ezhou was hit by a major flood, and people starved to death. The news shocked the capital, and even the detectives knew about it. It was said that the empress lost her temper and beat several high officials with a stick, almost killing someone. It was scary.

At that time, they were still feeling lucky that they were just small-time constables and that such bad luck would never happen to them. Unexpectedly, such bad luck would happen to them today!

The constable glared at Zhang Yan hatefully, but found that she was quite strong. Although her clothes had several patches on them and looked old, they were very clean.

Looking at the others, they all looked healthy and had knives on their bodies. How could they be the refugees with pale faces and half-naked clothes?

I was immediately furious and cursed in my heart:

What refugees! They must be some lazy hooligans who wanted to take advantage of the fact that the Prince of Qingyan had just returned to the capital and didn’t know their background, so they wanted to make some money and ask for gold and silver!

But Ji Zhen's face was very cold and stern at this time, and her intimidating power was very great. The constable did not dare to say anything more in front of her. He could only run to the Ministry of Revenue and Jingzhao Yin angrily and spread Ji Zhen's words again with exaggeration. Only then did he feel relieved.

By the time Qian Rui, the appeasement envoy of the Changping Division, wiped his sweat and appeared in front of Ji Zhen, trotting in the scorching sun with his men and porridge-distributing staff, his face looked quite ugly.

Qian Rui was the pacification envoy of the Changping Division, and his job was to provide disaster relief and food to the disaster area. But the victims of Ezhou came all the way to the capital. They not only slapped the governor of Ezhou, but also slapped her.

Isn't this just pointing fingers at her and scolding her for taking the money and not doing anything?

Moreover, just like what the constable said, these disaster victims didn't look like disaster victims at all. Could it be that her enemies were deliberately making things difficult for her, using the Qingyan County Prince, who had just returned to the capital and didn't know anything about the situation, as a cover to make things difficult for her?

The more Qian Rui thought about it, the more he felt that it was the case, and the look he gave Zhang Yan and the others became even more vicious.

She gritted her teeth and directed her subordinates:

"Come on! Set up the porridge stall, light the fire, and cook the porridge! If any of these disaster victims are hungry or escape, I will hold you accountable!"

At this time, Zhang Yan and her spies were already confused by Ji Zhen's series of arrangements. A group of people stood at the gate of Qingyan County Prince's Mansion, holding the hilts of their knives, looking at each other, not daring to act rashly. It was not right to leave, and it was not right not to leave.

He wanted to communicate with the spy hiding at the end of the alley, but found that his way was blocked by the guards from the palace who came out at some point in time.

At this moment, Ye Feng appeared beside Ji Zhen with a man covered by a long veil.

Ji Zhen glanced at the man wearing a long veil, frowned slightly, and asked Ye Feng meaningfully:

"Is it done?"

Ye Feng nodded, took a step forward, and bowed to Ji Zhen:

"Your Highness, I have brought the person here."