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    Nangong Jingnu heard the knock on the door but did not respond immediately. Instead, she calmly made the last stroke and then said leisurely: "Who is it?"

    Forty-nine: "Your Highness, you are an old slave."

    Nangong Jingnu: "Come in."

    Sijiu carried a tray into the study, knelt down next to the desk and raised the tray high above his head: "Your Majesty, this is the latest important booklet sent to you. Your Majesty means that you will send it back if you leave it behind."  . Please take a look." From the beginning to the end, Sijiu's eyes avoided Yuan's case very skillfully.

    Nangong Jingnu casually took the tray and put it next to the desk, and replied without raising her head: "I know."

    49: "Old slave, please retire."

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    Nangong Jingnu dealt with the previous memorial in an orderly manner before taking the new memorial.

    The opinions of Zhongshu Ling Xing Jingfu and the reply of the fifth prince Nangong Da have already been written above. If there is no objection, Nangong Jingnu only needs to write the word "accurate" with the cinnabar pen in her hand. If there is any objection, the opinions of the above two people will be written.  Use a red pen to cross it out and rewrite the highest execution order, calling it: Zhu Pi.

    The highest edict of all dynasties, only the words written by the emperor's imperial pen can be called Zhu Pi.

    In the past month, the condition of Nangong Rang, who was bedridden, suddenly "improved". Although the fifth prince Nangong Da was still in charge of the country, Zhu Piquan returned to Nangong Rang's hands.

    However, Nangong Rang once made a decree. Due to the difficulty in moving half of his body, it has been changed to Zhu Pi on the left hand. There is no need to make a fuss about the change in the font.

    Many old ministers shed tears of gratitude. His Majesty cares about the world and still cares about government affairs even though he holds a pen with his left hand

    Not long after Qi Yan left, Nangong Jingnu was called by Nangong Rang to "have lunch together" every day. She read all the old newspapers and reviewed the first one a month ago under Nangong Rang's gaze.  Memorial

    Suddenly, the tip of Nangong Jingnu's pen trembled. After a long silence, she pressed the imperial pen she had held for two hours onto the golden dragon pen rest.

    He straightened his waist, moved his shoulders, picked up the memorial in front of him and read it carefully.

    September, the tenth year of Jingjia.

    Minister, Qi Yan, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, knelt down and knelt down to ask your Majesty to pay attention

    Weather conditions are unpredictable, and the flood control of Caogong along the Luoshui River was seriously damaged. The local people were miserable. Since March, His Royal Highness the Third Prince was ordered to lead his ministers to the disaster-stricken counties to manage Caogong.

    Thanks to the favorable timing, Your Majesty is blessed with great blessings, the people are united, and the power of the three harmonies works together, and after six months, it finally shows results.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Fortunately, with the help of His Highness the Third Highness and all the ministers and colleagues, the mission has been fulfilled.

    Comes September; repairs to damaged cao works and flood defenses in various places have been completed and are waiting for the autumn rain to check.

    I boldly predict that this disaster relief mission is about to be completed. Fortunately, it has fulfilled its mission. This is really the result of divine grace.

    Nangong Jingnu¡¯s mouth couldn¡¯t help but curl up, bursting into a silent bright smile. Through this humble and rigorous memorial, Nangong Jingnu seemed to see Qi Yan¡¯s face when she spoke seriously.

    She has read hundreds of memorials in the past six months, and what she has to say is that the wording and wording of Qi Yan's memorial are the best among all memorials. Although it is a little wordy, it makes people feel very comfortable after reading it.

    ??????????????????????? It was a great achievement, but there was no trace of any request for credit between the lines. Instead, all the credit was given to others, while I had an attitude of self-examination and rejoicing.

    Nangong Jingnu was tired after watching the memorial for most of the day. Qi Yan's memorial made her feel happy both physically and mentally.

    She laid the memorial flat on the imperial desk and read it over and over again. Still unable to control herself, she raised her slender hand and gently touched the words on it. Her eyes were lingering and her expression was gentle, as if she were stroking the face of its owner.

    He said with a mixture of anger and praise: "Coward~! You have worked hard for so long and you don't even dare to write a memorial to award merit?"

    Nangong Jingnu picked up the imperial pen again and placed the tip of the pen against the inkstone to moisten it. The memorial already had the approval of Zhongshu Ling and the Fifth Prince.

    Zhongshu Ling left two paragraphs, the content of which is roughly the following: Warning Qi Yan to pay attention to the follow-up finishing work and not to relax and be complacent.

    The fifth prince Nangongda wrote three words: Got it.

    Nangong Jingnu snorted, dissatisfaction flashed in her eyes, she raised her imperial pen and neatly marked out all the comments from Lord Zhongshu Ling, found a blank space and wrote: Reward.

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    Qi Yan was wearing a plain gown and her hair wasWu's last day back in Beijing.

    Qi Yan found the guard who caught the foreigners that day and asked him to call the other guards who had caught the foreigners to handle a private matter for her.

    Qi Yan was very generous and gave each of them twenty taels of silver as soon as they met: "Guys, this lady is also pitiful. I wanted her to have a good meal but she died I also asked a few of you to come over."  , let¡¯s go outside the city and bury my aunt¡¯s coffin.¡±

    The guard was already happy after taking Qi Yan's money: "Don't worry, sir, just leave such small matters to our brothers."

    Qi Yan: "I feel guilty, so let's go with you. If the aunt has no children, I will personally hold her coffin."

    The guard said with admiration: "Your Excellency is truly a bodhisattva. To be able to receive such a generous gift from a third-grade official, I will die with no regrets."

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    When they arrived outside the city, several guards took turns digging a hole with their arms open. Qi Yan proposed several times to dig the hole deeper. The old woman had no children to offer sacrifices to prevent the heavy rain from washing away the soil of the grave and exposing the coffin.

    The big pit was dug, and the old woman's coffin was put in and it was still a big hole.  Qi Yan took out a paper bag from the cage, which contained ten fragrant meat patties. He also took out a jug of wine and distributed it to several people: "Thank you for your hard work, eat something and then fall to the ground."

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    Half a quarter of an hour later, all the guards were bleeding from their orifices and died instantly.

    Qi Yan kicked the corpses of several people into the pit, picked up the shovel and buried them with his own hands.

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    Today¡¯s update is here~, I finally reached the climax of the story, thank you all for not giving up on me.  Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or gave me the nutrient solution~

    Thanks to the little angel who threw [Bazooka]: 35764400 2 pieces;

    Thank you to the little angel who threw the [grenade]: Ayu 1;

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