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The emperor already knew that Wu De had died, now that he saw Ji Changhuai's slightly happy face, he felt even more stifled. If anything happened to his Lishui County, he could start pulling Ji Changhuai's power out from such a small place.

Who knew that Wu De was also a useless being? He had only gone there for a short while, but he had already died!

"Of course I want to hear the good news first. Uncle Huang, please speak."

Even though his heart was about to explode, he still smiled merrily at Ji Changhuai. There was still a lot of time in the future, and he did not believe that Ji Changhuai could continue to be so powerful.

"The good news is that the plague from the Lishui County has disappeared with the combined efforts of the commoners. What's more commendable is that the merchant guilds from the Lishui County have contributed a lot to the plague, but this old subject feels that they should not be forced to contribute in vain. This is the bill that Lishui County knows handed over, so I ask that the emperor give the silver over from the warehouse as soon as possible, saying that nothing can ruin the hearts of the commoners."

While Ji Changhuai was speaking, the eunuch beside the emperor had already taken the imperial report.

The emperor felt his head throbbing in pain, he pushed away the imperial report in the eunuch's hand and revealed a smile that was uglier than crying to Ji Changhuai.

"I believe in Uncle Huang's handling ability. I won't be reading this imperial report."

He was afraid that Zhang Xuan would spit out blood and be mocked by this old fart!

The smile on Ji Changhuai's face widened, and he said, "The emperor is already eighteen years old, so political affairs should be properly studied. My royal uncle is old, the emperor can't always be dependent on him."

These words almost made the emperor roll his eyes. He also wanted to take matters into his own hands!

But some time ago, all of his power and influence had been pulled out by Ji Changhuai, so even his Xu Family was useless!

"What Uncle Huang said is right, recently I've also been studying. I want to go to the Crown Prince's office in two days to pick out some talents, and I just happen to be lacking an imperial writing officer. What do you think, Uncle Huang?"

Hearing that, Ji Changhuai's brows twitched, could it be that the little emperor wanted to start from somewhere else?

Alright, since my son isn't in the capital, he might as well be bored, so he decided to play with the little emperor.

"This subject obeys the decree. Last time, this subject caught many corrupt and filthy things, and all the official positions are lacking people. It would be better for the emperor to send someone up from the locals, or perhaps hold a temporary entrance exam to give these scholars a chance."

The corners of the Emperor's mouth hooked up invisibly as he said, "Alright, it's as uncle Huang wishes. Right, what's the bad news uncle Huang said?"

Oh, it's Eunuch Wu who was following the Emperor around since he was young. He caught the plague and died, so as to prevent the plague from spreading,, the county magistrate of the Lishui County, burned it.

Ji Changhuai could not help but sneer in his heart. The little Emperor was indeed an ungrateful bastard, then Wu De had watched him grow up, but he did not look the least bit sad, and he was even more angry.

"I am also sad that Wu De died, but this thing must have been spread by a plague, so I think it is better that royal uncle not get infected. Jiang Lienying, get someone to burn this thing."

The emperor pretended to grieve, then ordered the people around him to burn the items.

Ji Changhuai had a smile that was not a smile. He had a good daughter-in-law, otherwise, he would not know that the plague was spread only through mosquitoes, so he would not dare to take the money.

"..."

When the news reached his Lishui County, Jin Weiwei was busy opening a shop.

Little Rich Son took out the account book in Jin Weiwei's hands and ruefully rubbed her head: "If you're tired, then you don't need to look."

"I don't want to look. What should I do about the people below?"

Jin Weiwei rubbed his neck and took the account book from Little Rich Son's hands. She wanted to be a rich and beautiful woman, how could she admit defeat so easily?

Little Rich Son was helpless, his hand landed on Jin Weiwei's shoulder and he started to pinch it.

Jin Weiwei's face flushed red, she uncomfortably shrugged her shoulders, wondering where Little Rich Son had learnt all these things, it was strange that she was not used to it.

Mo Ba who was on the roof suddenly moved. He turned his head and staggered.

"What are you doing?"

The leaf in Mo Ba's mouth dropped to the ground. In front of him, Mo Feng was looking at him with eyes that were cold as knives.

Mo Feng snorted coldly, turning his head and ignoring him. Don't think that he did not hear yesterday's conversation between Mo Ba and the prince.

The reason was because prince was too tired from looking at this woman. When he passed by a shop and saw a man massaging a woman's shoulders, he asked them what they were doing. Isn't it embarrassing in public?

In the end, Mo Ba replied prince that it was the appearance of a loving couple. The husband understands that his wife has worked hard and would be very happy if the husband were to help his wife relieve her fatigue.

However, not long after he returned, Jin Weiwei returned in a very tired manner. Little Rich Son immediately pinched him with his hands, shocking not only Jin Weiwei, but all of the guards on the roof back down as well.

Mo Ba rubbed his nose, looked down at prince, who was asking about Jin Weiwei's comfortable condition, and couldn't bear to look at him.

His thought back then was actually very simple, he was only giving a simple explanation. Also, he also wanted to see how prince would look like when he did such a thing …

Only, he did not expect that the prince would actually do such a thing …

Jin Weiwei bit her lips and thought for a long time before pulling Little Rich Son's hand away. She turned her head to look at his serious and doubtful face and asked: "Where did you learn all this?"

It was strange that people could not get used to it.

"..." You're not happy? "

Could it be that Mo Ba was lying to him?

"I'm happy, it's just that I'm not used to seeing you like this."

Jin Weiwei frowned and thought for a moment. It was as if when Little Rich Son squeezed for her, his heart was filled with pink bubbles and happiness.

As he thought about it, the corner of Jin Weiwei's mouth rose uncontrollably, the happiness flickering in his eyes made Little Rich Son's eyes sink, his gaze could not help but look down, and what touched his eyes was Jin Weiwei's full, glistening lips.

During this period of silence, Jin Weiwei still wanted to say something, but who knew that someone's lips would drop down, causing her to be stunned for a moment.

The people on the rafters turned their heads towards the other direction in tacit understanding. Their faces were more or less flushed red. Men without women.

The person tasting the gluttonous foot let go of Jin Weiwei in a good mood, the strength in his grip becoming even more gentle.

However, Jin Weiwei who was reading the account book became redder and redder, his mind flashing with memories of his previous gentleness and wetness, his taste still remained in his mouth, making him extremely embarrassed.

"About that, I have something to do at the Chamber of Commerce."

As she was thinking, Jin Weiwei suddenly stood up. She almost forgot that Cheng Yu had asked her out today.

"I'll accompany you."

Seeing Jin Weiwei's anxious look, Little Rich Son's face also became serious, the depths of his eyes showing that he was not displeased.

"Right. Let's go."

Little Rich Son naturally held Jin Weiwei's hand. After what had just happened, Jin Weiwei did not resist so much.

Rather than being reserved, it would be better to take the opportunity to experience the taste of being in love. Their relationship was closer, and if Little Rich Son pretended to be more pretentious in her heart, then her resistance in the future would lessen …