Late at night, most of the lights and candles in the Governor's Mansion were extinguished.

The lights in the inner courtyard were still on, and Yan Xi was still reading documents under the light in the main room.

At this time, Yan Xi had finished bathing and was dressed casually. The guards had to avoid suspicion, so it was not good to wait in front of him. Wei Chifeng stood outside, looking at Zi Yuan on the eaves.

Zi Yuan turned over Byakugan, saying that I persuaded you at noon, and it's back to you.

Wei Chifeng had no choice but to bite the bullet and whisper: "Master, it's late at night."

Yan Xi stopped writing, rubbing her temples with downcast eyes.

Today, he was on the road first, and then he was busy with government affairs all day. He was also very tired, but the documents came in like snowflakes.

If this is not possible, it is not a good thing that the chief official is too busy with the case.Yan Xi thought for a while, and said in the room: "You go and talk to Wen Ziyan tomorrow morning, and ask him to draft an opinion before submitting it to me."

"Yes." Wei Chifeng remembered, and was going to give work to Wen Yan tomorrow morning.

Zhou Ci lived in the west wing of the inner courtyard, and when he heard the voice, Wei Chifeng winked at Zhou Ci as if he had seen a savior.

Zhou Ci nodded, stood outside the door and said, "Your Highness, it's time to rest."

"Yes." Yan Xi responded, and blew out the lamp on the desk.

Wei Chifeng and Zhou Ci breathed a sigh of relief, and Zi Yuan on the eaves hissed and said, "It's really cold."

Wei Chifeng shrank his shoulders from the cold wind and said, "Sister Yuan, you go to add clothes first, I'll watch here."

Zi Yuan nodded, and the figure leaped, and landed in the guest courtyard.

Yan Xi stood by the window, watching the full moon in the sky.The moonlight was bright and clear, illuminating the frost all over the western region, and the strong wind blew the sky clean, and there was no cloud in the sky.

He took out a handkerchief from his sleeve pocket, held it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it.

He knew that Song Beiming would not be able to come back today no matter what, and that Yu Guan had suffered many casualties and had lost its commander, so there were a lot of things to do just to appease and condolence.

A lot of prisoners were also taken in, and it took a lot of work to rectify them.

Mo Di died a prince in Yuguan, there will be more disputes in the future, and the civil and military officials in Yu Guan have to inspect and beat them one by one. Song Beiming must have arranged this matter and brought back a list for his reference.

In addition, Yu Guan was besieged silently this time, there must be careful work in the city, Song Beiming must have thought of this level, and had to investigate the whole city overnight.

These are only things that Yan Xiyuan can think of when he is in Yue Xi, and Song Beiming must be entangled in all kinds of things when he is there.

Song Beiming must be busy tonight.

Although Yan Xi was tired, he didn't feel sleepy, his thoughts turned quickly, and he ordered: "Tomorrow, let the shopkeepers from both sides come to the council hall to discuss matters."

Wei Chifeng's eyes widened when he heard this, and he responded with a smile.

Zi Yuan came back with her coat on, just in time to listen, and the two smiled at each other—the master accepted Song Beiming's betrothal gift because he was willing to see the treasurer of the Beiyuan Palace.

It's done!

With a smile on the corner of Zi Yuan's mouth, she turned her head and went to the guest courtyard to deliver a message.

Wei Chifeng was used to seeing her heroic and heroic, and suddenly saw that there was spring in her smile, his heart skipped a beat, he turned his eyes away in the candlelight shaken by the wind, calmed down a little, and went back to Yanxi's house.

In fact, Yan Xi didn't feel sleepy, if she didn't deliberately maintain her schedule, relying on the power of "Rong" medicine, Yan Xi could survive for a long time.

Rong's fever has made it difficult for him to sleep peacefully for many years, and it was only after meeting Song Beiming that he realized the taste of sweet dreams.

His body is extremely honest, and he has long coveted Song Beiming.

Yan Xi forced himself to sleep, and before he closed the window, he glanced at the moon again, and saw that the moonlight was rippled by the wind.

There will be a full moon in a few days, and the Mid-Autumn Festival will be here.

As he thought about it, he raised his hand to open the window, and suddenly there was a sharp whistling in the wind. The draft was strong and evil, roaring like a ghost in the dark night, the bamboo forest in the courtyard was shaken wildly, and the flapping of the leaves was so loud that it made people feel nervous.

Wei Chifeng stomped his feet in the cold, and cursed: "What the hell is this weather, it's going to be winter overnight!"

Yan Xi heard it, stopped pulling the window, and was about to call Wei Chifeng to add clothes.

The wind was cold and strong, it rushed in through the window and swept Yan Xi.

Yan Xi's thin shirt was blown against his body, and the wind sneaked into his cuffs and neck like a villain, blowing away the heat inside and outside of him.

cold.

Yan Xi froze suddenly.

He actually felt cold, his hands loosened, the veil fell off and was swept away by the wind.

Yan Xi faced the wind hesitantly, the cold wind blew him pale.

The chill instantly spread all over his body from the soles of his feet, Yan Xi was thoughtful in the confrontation with the wind, and then slowly revealed a cold smile.

Afraid of the cold?

Yan Xi thought: I am not afraid.

Yan Xi lowered the window in the long-lost chill, leaned over to pick up the handkerchief Song Beiming gave him, and gently rubbed it on his palm.

Until Choushi, Yan Xi couldn't fall asleep.

It is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.He practiced the ability to force the body to fall asleep when he was in the imperial mausoleum, but after meeting Song Beiming, and rolling around in Ruanrou Village a few times, this ability degenerated.

If in the past, he simply got up to study, anyway, with "Rong" burning, he would still be full of energy the next day, as long as Shang Baiheng didn't find out, no one would know that he stayed up all night.

"Rong" In those days, Yu Yanxi was like a gift from heaven. He had more time and energy than others, and he could learn more things. This is how he got the number one scholar and superior martial arts.

Now God has come to collect the debt.

In order for his broken body to last longer, Yan Xi didn't dare to stay up late any longer, he just lay down when he couldn't sleep, put his mind to nothing, and counted the frequency of his heartbeat.

As the sky was getting brighter, he finally closed his eyes in a daze, but he refused to let go of the fingers holding the veil in his hand. He breathed lightly and fell into a short sleep.

It's breakfast time.

Zhou Ci accompanied Yan Xi to dinner, noticed Yan Xi's strangeness, and asked with concern: "Did you feel uncomfortable last night?"

Yan Xi originally wanted to fool her, but the words were already on her lips, thinking that she still couldn't hide it from the doctor, so she honestly said: "I didn't sleep well."

Zhou Ci said: "Did you use the quilt I added to you yesterday?"

The skill of his words did not directly ask Yan Xi if he was cold or not.

When Yan Xi met Zhou Ci's eyes, he said frankly: "It's used."

Zhou Ci's fingers shook violently, and the food he was holding for Yan Xi fell onto the plate.The two looked at each other in silence, the sword that had been hanging in his heart for a long time pierced Zhou Ci at this moment, his lips trembled, and he turned his head hastily to prevent the tears from rolling down.

In his bewilderment, he thought of Tang Yaoxue's beautiful smile in the winter, and he got farther and farther away from that snowy look, until even if he went underground, he would have no face to meet him.

He was a complete failure.

Yan Xi's eyes were cold, he had already walked out of the blow last night, he had figured out how long he needed, this battle would last until the beginning of spring at most, and the overall situation would be settled when the snow melted.

He has enough time.

This problem is not difficult to calculate.

But Song Beiming kept jumping into his arithmetic problems, Yan Xi tried his best not to be disturbed, but after all he pondered, he couldn't figure out another answer.

After breakfast, the principals of the business on both sides were already waiting.

In the hall, people on both sides stared at each other.

I thought it was the first time they met, but it turned out that the old enemy was extremely jealous when they met.

The businesses on both sides have been at loggerheads for a long time. The Anbu of the Beiyuan Palace is in charge of Song Beiming’s private business. The shopkeepers of several lines in the Anbu suffered a lot from Shen Qian in the business field. They hated Shen Qian so much that they gritted their teeth and added a Korean piano, Anbu scolded Han Yuqin again.

The two sides fought frequently, and their tricks became more and more vicious, grinding each other's name between their teeth every day.When they met in the same room suddenly, they first blew their noses and stared at each other, and greeted each other politely with a straight face, and gradually figured out the way to meet today during the conversation.

Flooding the dragon king's temple, my family beat my family.

When Yan Xi entered the meeting hall, people on both sides were already enjoying themselves happily.

The shopkeepers holding a lot of money and granaries saluted in unison and shouted: "Master."

People around him changed their words one after another, and a certain tacit eagerness pervaded for a few days, reaching its peak at this moment.

In the tacit understanding of everyone, Yan Xi is already the head of the two families.

He smiled slightly, sat down calmly under the gaze, and raised his hand for everyone to sit down.

This is a private property and has nothing to do with political affairs. Wen Yan is the master and is in charge of public affairs, and the affairs of the two parties have to be separated. Yan Xi did not appoint him to serve the pen and ink.

Shen Qian saw Yan Xi spread out the pen and paper on the case, so he hurriedly went to get the pen by himself, and sat down neatly behind Yan Xi.

As a guard, Zi Yuan usually did not follow into the house when Wei Chifeng was around, but today she rarely stood behind Yan Xi, and the shopkeepers of Anbu and Pigeonbu got up and saluted when they saw her.

Zi Yuan nodded, and said to Shen Qian: "You just discuss the matter, and I will take notes."

Shen Qian gave up his position in a foggy manner.

Zi Yuan was the person who followed Song Beiming at first. When the falcon, pigeon, and dark trilogy were built, Zi Yuan was the steward for a period of time. She was also the steward of the Beiyuan Palace.Only then did she slowly withdraw.After Yan Xi appeared, Song Beiming put her next to Yanxi.

Where she is, it means what Song Beiming values most.

When Yu Feier, the head of the Pigeon Department, saw that Zi Yuan was respectful to Yan Xi, all thoughts in her heart were completely dispelled.

She is a well-known beauty in Jingdu, and she is very powerful in the court of romance, men will show courteousness to her when they see her, Song Beiming alone has never looked at her more than once.

She took great pains to get the position of the head of the Pigeon Department, and Song Beiming looked favorably at her, thinking that she was closer to Song Beiming, but she heard that Song Beiming had someone.

When she knew that the man was a man, Yu Feier secretly rejoiced that the masculinity was just a whim, she was a woman with a unique advantage, Song Beiming would promote her to this position, after all, it was because she was treated differently.

Seeing Yan Xi at this time, all Yu Feier's illusions were instantly shattered.Her beauty is vulnerable in front of Yanxi.

Winning or losing is only a glance away, Yu Feier lowered her head in shame, wanted to wipe away her tears, but was afraid of being spotted by others, so she could only bear it dryly.

Yan Xi has sharp ears and eyes, and sees everything in his eyes. These thoughts and these Yingyans are irrelevant to him. As early as the first time Song Beiming saw him, he knew that the picky Song Beiming didn't like others.

At the beginning of this discussion, the big shopkeepers reported their properties and accounts one by one.Yan Xi's memory was amazing. While listening, he corresponded with the account book he read last night. If there was a slight discrepancy, he interrupted the question.

For the first few times, the big shopkeepers thought that Yan Xi was lucky enough to ask, and continued to ask questions one after another, and the big shopkeepers began to wipe their sweat.

It wasn't that they had any intention of hiding their own interests, Song Beiming couldn't tolerate sand in his eyes, and the people who came out of his hands dared not do anything to hide the truth.They just saw the new master wanting to test it out, thinking that there should be no more difficult master than Song Beiming in the world, so they couldn't help picking and choosing when reporting, choosing the one that sounded good.

Yan Xi knew that this discussion would not be easy long before it started.All private businesses involve huge amounts of money and food, and these shopkeepers are all smart people who have worked out of human relationships and intrigues, so they are not easy to handle.

If he had enough time, he could have met them for the first time to make them more comfortable, but these businesses are of great use, and he couldn't wait, so he forced the big shopkeepers to hand over their foundations between words.

The shopkeepers of the grain store and the money pile in the Anbu gave Shen Qian a wink between the answers.

With his sleeves in his hands, Shen Qian raised his eyebrows inscrutablely: Do you know why our Heqing name is so powerful?Let's have a long snack.