I heard His Highness has supernatural powers

It was almost noon when Fu Yun came back. -Xuan Jing was busy moving some of the food and medicinal materials brought by the convoy into the county government office, following the two substitutes and the officials from Lincheng.Although Xuan Jing and the others came for two days, it has been more than half a month since the flood broke out, and under the continuous repairs by the Lincheng county magistrate and government officials, the damaged county government office has been repaired in sevens and eighties.Coupled with the help of Xuan Jing and other entourage, the warehouse was finally repaired in the past two days, and the people were able to move the relief supplies to the county office.

Seeing Fu Yun, Xuan Jing didn't say anything, but hurriedly nodded to him and went to busy with his own affairs.This alienated attitude was even worse than before, which made Fu Yun feel depressed and puzzled.But it was only half a day apart, why did His Highness become so indifferent?Seeing that Xuan Jing was busy, he had no choice but to swallow the question in his stomach.And later, because Xuan Jing was busy in and out with the team members, Fu Yun never found a chance to talk to Xuan Jing alone.

In the evening, everyone finally finished their work and rested, Xuan Jing also hastily wiped his body and went to bed to rest.When Fu Yun washed up and entered the room, Xuan Jing was already lying on the bed and closed his eyes, unexpectedly falling asleep early.

Fu Yun stood by the bed, looked at Xuan Jing who fell into a deep sleep, moved his lips, and finally lay down on his side in silence.

The next day, the convoy left Lincheng and continued towards the city of Luobei County.Before leaving, Xuan Jing picked two people from the people sent to him by the emperor to stay in Lincheng.First, it was to assist the magistrate of Lincheng in handling the local post-disaster reconstruction work. Second, the two could report the situation of Lincheng to Xuan Jing and Fu Yun at any time, allowing them to control the situation of Lincheng in real time.

In this way, under the watchful eyes of the people in Lincheng and the officials of the county government, the group marched mightily to the north.

After that, the convoy stayed in Ju County near Lincheng for two days.Just like in Lincheng, Xuan Jing and the others first comforted the victims, and then handed over the supplies.Of course, when assisting Ju County officials to deal with local post-disaster problems, Xuan Jing took the water conservancy expert to walk around the city, and found that Ju County, like Lin City, also had certain problems with the drainage outlets.That night, Xuan Jing asked one of his subordinates to steal out the record book about the drainage outlet in Ju County.This criminal evidence is the same as Lincheng's record, in terms of expenditure and income, it is seamless, but the amount is vague, and it has been mentioned in one stroke.

This deepened Xuanjing's suspicion of the sheriff and the others.There was a problem with the records of two subordinate counties, and it was impossible for the county guard to be unaware.

After leaving Juxian County, the convoy headed north along the Luo River, passing through the ruins of eight county towns that had been destroyed.It can be said that there is devastation everywhere, no grass grows, and the bodies of refugees who died of starvation and disease are everywhere.All kinds of mosquitoes and bugs gathered together and kept flying around the corpse, which looked very tragic. ,

After [-] days of continuous driving, they finally arrived at the county town of Luobei County.It belongs to the upper reaches of Luobei, and like the other three main cities in Luobei County, it was spared from the disaster and was not affected by the flood.

On the vast land, the afterglow of the setting sun fell on the tents on the ground, revealing a shocking sense of desolation.After several days of rushing, the convoy was exhausted. Excluding those who stayed in Lincheng and Juxian, there were only 17 people left in the entourage.

Everyone leaned against the tent to rest numbly, their eyes had long since lost the spirit of the past.For more than a month, they have seen too many life and death.The gloomy atmosphere after the disaster cast a shadow over everyone's hearts.

In the tent, Xuan Jing sat cross-legged on the blanket, with his eyes closed, slowly absorbing the spiritual energy around him.Ever since he got the practice secret book from the little red chicken, he has spent at least two hours practicing every day.

Fu Yun sat on the side, watching Xuanjing quietly, feeling sad in his heart.Since he inexplicably appeared on the outskirts of Lincheng that day, Xuan Jing's attitude towards him has become much colder.Although the previous Xuanjing alienated him because of his fate, at least the two of them could still talk and have heart-to-heart talks on weekdays.Even if they are not as close as before, they get along fairly well.But now, Xuan Jing seems to be deliberately avoiding him.

During the half month's journey, although the two ate and slept together, it was rare for them to have a chance to talk to each other.Apart from talking about official business, Xuan Jing became extremely busy.He was either busy with the public dealing with post-disaster reconstruction work, or sitting on the sidelines meditating and practicing.Even the daily martial arts guidance was politely declined by him, from the previous two-person sparring to one-person research.

At night, Xuan Jing even went to bed early, never giving him a chance to speak.Fu Yun felt sad but couldn't find the reason.Could it be that what he said that day scared Xuan Jing?However, he just expressed his determination to live and die with Xuan Jing, and now... is Xuan Jing using this method to reject him?Thinking of this, Fu Yun suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his heart, as sharp as a knife cut, which made him almost out of breath for a moment.

Just when Fu Yun thought that the two of them would have to spend time in silence again today, Xuan Jing's voice suddenly came from next to his ear: "Master Fu, have you heard the rumors about Luo Haoyu?"

Fu Yun, who was in a depressed mood, opened his eyes slightly, seeing that Xuan Jing had indeed opened his eyes and looked at him, his heart was agitated.He hurriedly lowered his head, and stammered: "Xia...Although Xiaguan lived in the frontier in his early years, he also heard a lot of rumors about Mr. Luo."

After all, Luo Haoyu's official career was so legendary that it was compiled into a storybook by a storyteller, which was passed on orally in inns in major cities and towns, and it has been widely known among the people.

Xuan Jing relaxed his body, lay on his side on the blanket, raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? Can you tell me?"

"Of course." Fu Yun smiled, affected by Xuanjing's lazy posture, he also relaxed a lot, "Luo Haoyu was born in a famous family, and his father Luo Wenqiu was a second-class official in the court, and he had a very high status in the court. And he has learned good calligraphy, and has many students under his banner. And Luo Haoyu also learned the essence of his father, with outstanding literary talent, and was awarded the title of prodigy since he was a child. , and the number one scholar in high school, was honored by His Majesty as a fourth-level young mansion. Afterwards, with his outstanding achievements, he was promoted all the way to the first-level young mansion. It can be said that half of his life went smoothly, which is enviable."

There was a trace of emotion on Fu Yun's face: "At that time, Luo Haoyu was famous in the court, sought after by the officials, and everyone fawned on him. What is commendable is that even so, he was still humble and polite to others, and never took credit for himself. Therefore, Although there are many people who are jealous of him in the court, there are also many people who sincerely make friends with him. Later, Luo's family was involved in a corruption case, Mr. Luo Wenqiu died of illness in prison in a fit of anger, and Luo Haoyu was also relegated to Yun County magistrate."

Fu Yun paused for a moment, and a trace of awe appeared in his clear eyes: "If ordinary people suffer such a catastrophe, and are demoted from the first-level official in the capital to the lowest-ranking county magistrate overnight, I'm afraid most of them will give up on themselves. However Luo Haoyu is different, he still worked hard to manage Yun County well after he came to power, and he is deeply loved by the local people."

"It's a pity that not long after the good times, Luobei County ushered in a flood that is rare in a century. As the first county seat in the upper reaches of the Luo River, Yun County was the first to bear the brunt, and most of it was washed away. As a county in Yun County Ling, because Luo Haoyu failed to convey the news of the flood to the downstream counties in time, eight cities in the downstream were destroyed, and hundreds of thousands of people were buried in the flood. He once again lost his reputation and went to jail."

When it came to the end, Fu Yun's mood could not be calm for a long time, and his face became much more dignified.

After a long silence, Xuan Jing asked suddenly: "Do you believe in Luo Haoyu?"

Fu Yun was stunned for a moment, his eyes dazed for a moment, and then his eyes became firm: "I believe in him. I believe that an official who can serve the people wholeheartedly after being relegated will never do such a wasteful job." People's lives. Your Highness, what about you? Do you trust Master Luo?"

Looking at Fu Yun's eyes with implicit expectation, Xuan Jing's eyes flickered slightly, and he turned his eyes away and said, "I, like you, keep a wait-and-see attitude towards Luo Haoyu's guilt. It's just that if you want to return his innocence, this road is not very easy. .”

After hearing this, Fu Yun said anxiously: "No matter what, the officials will do everything they can to return Mr. Luo's innocence!"

Xuan Jing smiled lightly, but didn't reply.

It depends on Luo Haoyu's own fate.It has been more than a month since the emperor received the memorial in blood.In one month, many things can happen, and it is enough to obliterate the existence of a person.Although Fu Yun had told him at night not to worry, Luo Haoyu had his own people to protect him.

But, who can be sure that the person locked in the dungeon is Luo Haoyu?

His intuition told him that there must be other secrets hidden in Luo Haoyu.Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to be charged with another crime that is enough to kill him shortly after he was involved in a corruption case and was relegated.There are no coincidences in this world, but the more coincidences there are, the more likely it is man-made.

Xuanjing was very curious as to who was controlling all of this.But no matter who this person is, the person who can guide all this must have monstrous power in the court, otherwise it would be impossible to achieve this level.And such a person wants Luo Haoyu's life, can he, a prince who is not valued and has no real power, compete with him and keep Luo Haoyu?

Xuan Jing couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Seeing that Xuan Jing stopped talking again, Fu Yun lowered his head in a low voice.The little red chicken that just woke up in his arms raised its wings and rubbed its eyes: "Well, is it time for dinner?"

The soft voice of the little red chicken broke the quiet and awkward atmosphere in the tent.Fu Yun hurriedly took it out from the skirt of his clothes: "Is Xiaodan hungry? It's not time for meal yet, I still have some pancakes here, why don't you eat some to fill your stomach first?"

"Huh? Do you want to eat big pancakes again?" The little red chicken froze with a bitter face.Because he ate big pancakes for ten days in a row, Little Red Chicken feels like throwing up when he sees big pancakes.

Before it acted coquettishly and said that it wanted to change its food, Xuan Jing had already knocked its little head: "It's an extraordinary time, so don't be picky eaters. After entering the city of Luobei County, I'll take you to eat your fill."

"Really?" The little red chicken regained energy after hearing the words, her eyes widened, and the corners of Fu Yun's lips curled up as she watched.

"Yeah, it's coming soon." Xuan Jing walked to the entrance of the tent and opened the curtains.

I saw a long row of tall city walls looming on the horizon in the distance, which was the destination of their trip - the county town of Luobei County.