Chapter 345: Proud Little Ningning

At that time, Shen Ningning was in the palace, showing the emperor the results of her and Dong Sanhua.

"We only used three rooms to cultivate fifty sweet potato vines one after another, and each of them produced about 200 fruits."

"Now Xiangyun Village is not short of sweet potato vines. Aunt Sanhua is an expert in this area. She estimates that the next harvest will only take about half a month."

As long as the temperature and soil are mastered, a bumper harvest can be achieved.

This is the tenacity and advantage of sweet potato vines.

Even the emperor couldn't help but nod and praise.

At this time, Baili Feiqi entered the palace, holding a blue flag and shouting-

"Princess Funing, urgent news from Nanzhou, for you alone!"

When Shen Ningning heard the word Nanzhou, her heart suddenly skipped a beat.

She stood up quickly, and Feiqi quickly stepped into the hall. Her felt hat and eyebrows were covered with thick snow dust, and even her mouth was frozen pale.

But he looked panicked, and hurriedly handed the well-protected letter in his arms to Shen Ningning.

The little guy opened it quickly.

The letter was written by Zhang Wei, the most trusted servant of Zhang Liuye.

Shen Ningning's pupils shrank when she read it, and her big eyes trembled and flickered.

Mo Lingwei saw her little face turn pale.

"What's wrong?"

The emperor also had a bad premonition, and immediately stepped forward to ask Feiqi: "But what happened in Nanzhou?"

Feiqi knelt down and reported, breathing rapidly: "Replying to the emperor, Zhang Liuye is dead!"

"What!" The emperor was shocked.

Feiqi said: "Zhang Liuye was ordered to buy land and build warehouses in Nanzhou, and recruit farmers to help."

"When the sweet potato vines were about to see initial results, they accidentally knocked over the candles, and a fire burned everything clean!"

Shen Ningning tightened her fingers, bit her lips with her pearly teeth, and her eyes were full of unwillingness.

Zhang Wei is a trustworthy person.

He said in the letter that Zhang Liuye was celebrating the hope of the sweet potato vines, so he drank with the farmers he recruited.

Unexpectedly, they fell asleep in the warehouse after getting drunk, knocked over the candles, and caused a fire, burning all the vines into a sea of ​​fire.

Not only was Mr. Zhang Liu burned to death, but also the six most powerful farmers he trained.

The sweet potato vines in Nanzhou were all their credit.

Not only that, more than a dozen refugees who followed Mr. Zhang Liu were also buried in the sea of ​​fire while fighting the fire.

Mr. Zhang Liu and his hard work were burned in a fire.

Mo Lingwei saw that Shen Ningning's fingers were shaking with anger.

He stepped forward, frowned and looked at the little girl worriedly, and stretched out his hand and gently fell on her shoulder: "Don't blame yourself."

"Someone must have deliberately sabotaged it." Shen Ningning's soft voice contained an angry tremor.

She raised her head: "When we are about to harvest a large amount of crops and have seen the dawn, someone suddenly set this fire and burned our hopes."

Shen Ningning lifted her skirt and immediately knelt down to the emperor.

"Uncle Emperor, please allow me to go to Nanzhou immediately and investigate this matter thoroughly."

Mo Lingwei frowned subconsciously: "No! It's 800 miles to Nanzhou. Not only is the journey far, but there is also ice and snow along the way. How can you do it alone?"

He thought for a while and said, "I'll go with you."

How could the emperor feel at ease when he heard that Mo Lingwei was going.

"Don't worry about this matter, the two of you. Let me think about it."

Shen Ningning's clear eyes were red: "Uncle Emperor! This matter can't be let go."

"In the previous letter, the Sixth Master has reported a lot of good news to me."

"The six farmers he trained have learned to transplant flowers and trees. A sweet potato vine can grow in three sections, which greatly increases our hope."

"If someone really destroyed it, it would not be as simple as burning the vine and killing people."

"He also destroyed our efforts for three months. He destroyed the hopes of tens of millions of starving people in Cangyun Country!"

The emperor looked serious and felt that what Shen Ningning said was true.

Of course he couldn't give up.

But now, wars are frequent, enemies are eyeing us covetously, and disaster victims are causing chaos from time to time.

"It's not that I don't trust you, but you are too young. I am really worried about sending you, and I am not responsible for your safety."

Shen Ningning wiped away her tears with her little hands and stood up.

Her soft voice had calmed down: "Then I have another person to recommend."

"Who?"

"Xie Ming'an, the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple." Shen Ningning said decisively.

The eunuch on the side also had a bright look in his eyes.

He followed and said: "Your Majesty, Xie Shaoqing is a great man. He was called a child prodigy at the age of five, and he could handle cases and distinguish between loyalty and treachery at the age of seven."

"I heard that Xie Shaoqing has been in office for three years, and has solved thousands of cases without making any mistakes. He can really be called a perceptive person."

The emperor thought for a while and nodded seriously: "Okay! Send an order to Xie Ming'an to go to Nanzhou immediately!"

Outside the snow-covered city, there was a vast expanse of land that could not be seen at the end.

Shen Ningning was wearing a scarlet cloak and a rabbit fur hat, her face was pink.

She came to see Xie Mingan off.

After the emperor's decree came down, Xie Mingan took it without saying a word.

Xie Mingan didn't expect her to see him off.

After thinking for a while, he pretended to be cold: "It's cold, you should go back early."

"Otherwise, if you get sick, father will blame me again. Don't worry, this case will have a clue in a month."

Shen Ningning pursed her lips, looking serious like a little adult.

She stepped forward silently and gave Xie Mingan a bundle.

"There are letters between Mr. Zhang Liu and me in here, which will help you identify his handwriting when you go there."

Xie Mingan took it and nodded: "I see, do you have anything else to say?"

Shen Ningning puffed up her cheeks, her eyes were watery and dark, with some resentment, but also like a little tsundere.

She clenched her sleeves with her little hands: "You...you wish you good luck!"

After Shen Ningning finished speaking, she turned around and climbed into her carriage as if her little butt was burned by fire.

She also waved her little hand, asking Muchun and Wanchun to leave with her quickly.

Her carriage rolled away.

Xie Mingan was still standing there, watching her leave.

The attendant asked: "Second Young Master, why is the princess angry again?"

Xie Mingan lowered his head and glanced at the heavy package in his hand.

He sneered: "She is not angry, she is obviously quarreling with me."

"She wants to remind me to have a safe journey, but she is still stubborn."

As he said, he got on the carriage and headed for Nanzhou with a team of followers.

On the way, Xie Mingan untied the bundle.

Originally, he wanted to see if there were any clues in the letter from Master Zhang Liu.

Unexpectedly, when he opened the bundle, he found the neatly arranged items by Shen Ningning.

There were spiritual herbs in a small porcelain bottle, a box of little rabbit red clay snacks, and two large pieces of pork jerky.

At the bottom, in addition to Master Zhang Liu's letter, there was also a note left by Shen Ningning.

It wrote how to use the spiritual herbs.

In the last line, the little guy wrote——

[I know it's hard for you to find my parents for me. In fact, I don't have much hope, so I changed my mind. If you can find out the cause of Master Zhang Liu's death, I will forgive you. 】

At the bottom of the footer, there are four very small words.

If you don't look carefully, you really won't see it.

It was written by Shen Ningning——

[You are safe too. ]

She also drew a small tongue-sticking grimace.

Xie Mingan read her note over and over again.

Finally, a gentle smile emerged on his thin lips.

He folded the letter and thought: Big brother must have never received such careful instructions from her, right?

In this way, he doesn't have to ask again, who is better, him or big brother.

He is definitely better.

When I sorted out my notes today, I found that the names I gave to the old village chief's family were: longevity, auspiciousness, and wealth, hahahaha~ There are only two chapters today, so enjoy them slowly, my dears.