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And Pei Jiufeng's confidant got another order to raid the house of Wang and Li, part of the silver tael to Wang Dachun's sister and brother, and the rest to help the poor.
After doing this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed on the dragon chair.
For half a month, he hardly slept.
He couldn't sleep, and he didn't dare to sleep.
He didn't want to see Wang Dachun anymore.
"Your Majesty, the eminent monk of Huguo Temple and the Taoist priest of Qingyun Temple are here."
After hesitating for a while, he said in a hoarse voice, "Xuan."
The monks do the monks' dharma, and the Taoists do the Taoist's dharmas.
It doesn't matter whether there is evil or not, the key is that the emperor thinks there is evil.
These monks and Daoists don’t want to be beheaded. Who didn’t know that the emperor sent people to the three counties in the southwest a while ago, walked all the way, and beheaded all the way?
"Your Majesty, the evil has been eliminated."
The monks and Taoists returned together.
They are not a family, and they even compete with each other, but at this moment, in order to save their lives, the two join hands.
Pei Jiufeng knew that they were playing tricks.
But he didn't get angry, just said lightly: "It's time to work."
There was no reward for a penny, and they were told to leave the palace.
They fooled him and didn't cut off their heads, and he was already soft-hearted!
After sending off the monk path, Pei Jiufeng walked to a high place, overlooking the palace.
He didn't know where the monster was.
But he knew that the monks and Dao did not find the clue.
The bleak autumn wind blew the hem of his clothes.
The eunuchs did not dare to come forward to harass.
Pei Jiufeng was wearing a fur coat and cloud boots. Even when she was on a high place, she didn't feel cold at all. But my heart was empty, like a big hole was missing, and the cold wind was pouring in.
He squeezed his fingers, his hands cold.
But thought in heart, with the food for disaster relief and the money that Wang Li and his wife paid for, is Wang Dachun willing to buy cotton-padded clothes?
Are her hands hot now?
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Pei Jiufeng didn't dream anymore.
This made him a little disappointed, and a little relieved.
He really didn't know how to face Wang Dachun.
He was ashamed of her, ashamed to see her. It would be best if we could never see each other again. It was enough for him to know that she was doing well.
In this game with the demon, he lost.
That monster is good at attacking hearts and minds, causing him to retreat step by step, making compromises again and again.
But he wasn't angry, because he got something precious—
He was sincerely treated and cared for by Wang Dachun.
Although her care is not gentle and delicate. She would cut him, beat him, scold him, and even leave him behind, but she also did her best to raise him, never argue with him for a bite, and take care of him all night when he was sick.
No one has ever been so nice to him.
He dipped in the light of Wang Dagen, or it can be said that he was dipped in the light of a demon. He became Wang Dagen in his dream and enjoyed her care.
That's why he said that demons are good at attacking the heart.
He knew that he was being calculated, but he stepped in, and he was convinced that he lost without any resentment.
The weather is getting colder day by day.
When winter came, the eunuchs and maids in the palace put on cotton coats.
Pei Jiufeng sometimes went down to court and walked through the long palace road, and would pay attention to the busy palace servants going back and forth. The eunuchs are okay, he doesn't pay much attention, but his eyes often fall on the servant girl.
The cotton-padded clothes made their figure bloated, not as light and slender as in autumn.
They all had ruddy complexions, with jet-black and shiny hair in buns, and the occasionally exposed wrists and necks were all snow-white and delicate.
At least, compared with Wang Dachun, it is smooth and soft.
Wang Dachun often did rough work before his eyes, leaving countless scars on his hands, and Pei Jiufeng felt a little tingling in his heart.
Did she buy cotton clothes?
He couldn't stop worrying. According to what he knew about her, she was extremely stingy, and she didn't spend any money if she could. He was worried that not only was she reluctant to buy cotton-padded clothes, but she even ran out every day to pick up rotten vegetables and grab food scraps that restaurants didn't want.
Thinking of this, his heart twitched slightly.
What can he do for her? Otherwise, transfer a parental official who cares about the people over there?
Do it when you think of it.
But Pei Jiufeng soon discovered that this was not easy. Qingxian County was a disaster-stricken place, the region was poor, and officials were transferred there. Unless someone offended him, he degraded people far away.
If an official is demoted, will he still be a parent official dutifully?
This hesitation, and a few days passed.
On this day, Pei Jiufeng was depressed and went to the back garden to relax.
He saw hordes of beauties.
He didn't kill anyone for a long time, and the beauties in the harem became more courageous and dared to come out and walk around.
When saw him, was no longer as frightened as before, hesitated for a moment, and stepped forward to salute.
"See Your Majesty."
Pei Jiufeng lowered her eyes and looked at the beauties who were kneeling on the ground.
They are very young, the youngest is only fourteen or fifteen years old, which is the same age as a flower.
Gold, silver, pearls and jade are worn in the hair, and brocade clothes are worn on the body.
He also saw that although they were wearing cotton-padded clothes, they did not look bloated because of their exquisite tailoring and good materials, and only brought out their beauty and freshness.
His throat rolled a few times, and he couldn't help pinching his fingers.
Resist the urge to get angry.
"Go away," he said.
The beauties shuddered suddenly, hurriedly kowtowed, and replied in a trembling voice, "Yes."
Climbing up, without looking up, they supported each other and fled with their skirts in hand.
For fear of running too slowly, he would be left behind and killed.
The hairpin fell to the ground and couldn't even look back to pick it up.But in an instant, he disappeared without a trace.
Pei Jiufeng closed her eyes gently and took a breath.
The palms were clenched into fists and then released.