The sun is scorching,

Josie finally found the poor little mute in a corner of the woodshed.

"What are you doing hiding here?"

Looking at her gestures, Qiao Xi made a guess.

I wanted to make myself something delicious, but I got lost.

She pulled her up and patted her dress,

"Thank you, but don't run around when we first come here. This place is no better than your original place. If something goes wrong, it won't be as simple as giving you a scolding."

The little mute raised his tear-stained face and nodded aggrievedly.

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One month later,

In the courtyard, a man wearing a purple robe embroidered with green patterns, a golden belt around his waist, and a pair of black boots on his legs was practicing sword practice. The weapon in his hand seemed to have vitality, sometimes as light as a swallow, sometimes as light as lightning.

Many maids used the excuse of cleaning to watch at the entrance of the courtyard.

Except for the girl who kept cheering.

Looking at the host who was recovering his martial arts skills in the yard, Qiao Xi was a little bored. For such a long time, he only practiced swordplay and drank tea every day, and there was no sign of trying to seize the throne.

"Miss Qiao, do you think my kung fu has improved today?"

In order to take her with her unobtrusively, Qi Anze made up a reasonable life story for her.

A heroine who traveled around the world accidentally found herself falling under a cliff. She wasted countless pills and finally saved herself. She was called her savior.

As for the little mute, the heroine bought it specially to take better care of her.

Unexpectedly, no one questioned the absurdity of the story.

"Not bad." Qiao Xi applauded a few times perfunctorily.

"Your Highness, the second prince wishes to see you."

After hearing the servant's report, Qiao Xi immediately became energetic and looked at him with bright eyes.

Finally come to life.

Although the period leading up to the emperor's birthday is a blank period, there are disputes wherever there are people. How can it be as simple as reminiscing about old times when someone who is eyeing your position as prince finally comes here?

"You go back to the house first."

"Ah?" Just when Qiao Xi was gearing up to find clues that the second prince would be very detrimental to the host, Qi Anze motioned for her to go back to the house and stay.

When Qiao Xi didn't move, Qi Anze lowered his head and smiled, "As the second emperor's brother, I have three major hobbies in life: beautiful scenery, fine wine, and beautiful women. I have seven concubines alone."

"...What are you afraid of?"

Qiao Xi was a little unsure. The original article said that Prince Rui was fond of collecting beauties. Although his current appearance was not a wealth of wealth, he was still pretty and charming.

"If the second emperor wants you, I have no reason to refuse." Qi Anze deliberately teased her.

Qiao Xi had no choice but to turn around and go back to the room angrily.

Qi Anze motioned to his men to move the tea sets from the pavilion to the eaves.

After Prince Rui bowed, he curiously pointed to the tea set and said, "Brother, why are you drinking tea here? It's hot and stuffy here, and it's far less cool than in the pavilion."

"I haven't tried it. I think it should have a different taste. You can give it a try."

Prince Rui thought for a moment, sat down opposite him, said a few simple words, and then got to the point, "Brother, my father asked me to control the floods in the south of the Yangtze River. What should I do?"

Qi Anze paused while pouring the tea, then smiled nonchalantly, "You have to travel every year anyway, wouldn't it be better to do something that benefits the people along the way."

"How can I control floods? Aren't you the one who did it in previous years?" Prince Rui retorted.

"I may have to work hard for you this year. Father's anger has not subsided."

"You said you are serious. You know that my father doesn't like those old ministers who rely on their elders, but you still speak for them."

Qi Anze nodded, with a look of helplessness on his face,

"Well, I was really anxious at the time. I didn't know that my father had already made arrangements."

Prince Rui secretly glanced at Qi Anze while drinking tea, and said playfully without changing his expression,

"Forget it, you can take good care of yourself in the house, but you have to tell me how to control this flood, otherwise I will go to my father and take you to the south of the Yangtze River together."

The man smiled and shook his head, and motioned for his servant to write and write, "Okay, okay, I'll write it for you now."

…

…

"He is taking your credit." After King Rui left, Qiao Xi came out of the house and stated against the window.

"What kind of credit is this? It's not the first year Jiangnan has been flooded. Apart from building dams and distributing relief grains, there are no new tricks.

It’s just that the status of a prince is easier for the people to feel at ease than an imperial minister.”

Qi Anze took a sip of tea and explained slowly.

Seeing the girl looking at her suspiciously, Qi Anze continued,

"Actually, I do know a relatively new method."

Qiao Xi: "..." You really did have a trick up your sleeve!

"Build a reservoir so that the annual rainwater would go directly into the reservoir and then be dispersed out using the main traffic roads."

"Are you holding back?"

Qiao Xi thought that he didn't tell Prince Rui on purpose and squatted at his feet excitedly. Unexpectedly, Qi Anze burst out laughing.

"This method was reported to my father when I went to control floods in the first year."

"Then what?"

Obviously, the emperor did not agree, otherwise there would be no need to send people to control floods every year.

"The national treasury is empty. This project requires a lot of money and is not cost-effective, so we will reject it."

Qi Anze preached with some disappointment.

He still remembered that it was raining heavily that day, but he walked happily to the main hall, as if he could see the happy smiling faces of the refugees who were suffering from floods.

However, his work was later criticized as useless, and his father said that he was fanciful.

"I think your method is very good. It just takes some time and of course money." Qiao Xi nodded in approval.

Looking at the girl with a serious face, Qi Anze seemed to see his grandmother. When the old lady was still alive, she often affirmed her own ideas and encouraged herself.

"Grandma is so discerning," he murmured to himself.

Just when Josie was about to ask him what he said, a homing pigeon flew over their heads and circled.

After taking off the letter paper, he handed it directly to Qi Anze.

After reading it, he destroyed the letter directly.

He looked up and saw the funny look of the girl pretending to look here but not daring to ask. She smiled and waved, "Speaking of this matter, you are still the number one contributor. I should let you know the result."

"We found the Anhehui's lair, just behind the old bustard..." Qiao Xi excitedly grabbed the little mute who came to refill the tea.

"Lisu, you don't have to worry anymore. The madam was caught, and the gang behind her was also found by His Highness."

Looking at the stiff little mute, Qi Anze smiled thoughtfully and said,

"That's not entirely true. They haven't found the boss behind the Peace Conference yet, but the group entrenched in Licheng have all been taken away by General Yuchi. I believe it won't be long before they can be tortured out.

The whereabouts of the boss are known."

The little mute knelt on the ground and gestured, asking if they wanted to drive her away.

Qiao Xi was stunned for a moment and then looked at Qi Anze. After all, he was afraid that those people would vent their anger on the mute before bringing him into the East Palace.

"You have now been included in the slave list of the Prince's Mansion, and you are a member of the Prince's Mansion. No one will drive you out of the mansion without my order."

Qi Anze paused for a moment and said.
Chapter completed!