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Three hundred and fortieth chapters fire eyes

Guo Peilin said in the morning that he would hold a banquet to celebrate Han Xiufeng's achievements, but he forgot about this, and was busy with all the important matters. Guo Tong did not dare to go to the lobby to remind him, so he could only ask the chef to cook a few dishes to the wing room and let Han Xiufeng eat first. Han Xiufeng just waited until dark. When Guo Peilin finished his busy schedule, he remembered that when he came to the wing room again, Han Xiufeng was lying on the couch and sleeping soundly.

"Master, why don't you forget it today? You have been busy all day and don't even have lunch. The Fourth Master is asleep again. Why don't you celebrate the fourth Master tomorrow?" Guo Tong was afraid of waking Han Xiufeng up, so he whispered with a lantern.

On the day just now, Guo Peilin summoned two branches in Taizhou and Tongzhou, as well as the Ambassador of the Salt Course Department of Anfeng, Fu'an, Liangduo, Kouxi, and Basil Tea, and asked many things about the salt affairs in detail, but did not ask even one that could make him relieved. It is no exaggeration to say that Lianghuai Salt Course is not corrupt but has been aborted. Not only does it hurt to sit back and feel very tired.

It was boring to have a bad mood and he nodded slightly and was about to turn around and go out. Han Xiufeng, who was not sleeping well on the couch, turned over in a daze, and the satin quilt on his body slid down.

Guo Peilin was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he was about to pick up the quilt and cover it for him. Suddenly, he felt a little cold, subconsciously changed his sleeping position and curled up his whole body.

Guo Tong didn't care, and Guo Peilin's face immediately changed.

"Master, let's go back. The lotus seed and tremella soup I made for you has been hot several times. If it is hot, it will not taste good." Guo Tong reminded by the door.

"Bring the door up and guard it outside. No one is allowed to approach me if I don't speak!"

"Master, what are you doing?"

"If you ask you to bring the door, take it with you, don't talk nonsense!"

"Oh," Guo Tong was startled and hurriedly brought the door to guard the room outside.

At this time, Han Xiufeng also woke up, rubbed his sleepy eyes and sat up yawning, asking, "Mr. Guo, you're done..."

Seeing his confused look, Guo Peilin became more and more angry when he thought about it. Seeing a feather duster inserted in the vase on the table, he immediately walked out and took it out. He held the one tied with feathers and gritted his teeth while whipping, "Are you tired of living? Being smart, do you know that you are deceiving the king! This is what I saw. If you are seen by outsiders, you can save the guy who eats, you will never turn over in your life!"

"Mr. Guo, why am I?"

"What's wrong with you? It's okay to pretend to be sick, but is it that easy to pretend to be injured?"

Han Xiufeng suddenly reacted, hugged his head and said bitterly: "Mr. Guo, I...I didn't want to deceive the emperor, I just miss my home and children, I..."

There was a servant who came to Taizhou after coming to Taizhou, a Zaoli from the Supervisory Bureau, and a clerk in the Yunsi Office who had chased him from Fairy Temple and other places in the past two days. Guo Peilin didn't want Han Xiufeng to be found out, so he threw down his feather duster and said coldly: "If you miss your home and your children, you don't want others to think about it? If this matter is exposed, you can be worthy of yourself, Lord Duan, and your children?"

"It's not that exaggerating."

"It's not that exaggerated, what do you know!" Guo Peilin sat down and pointed at him and said in disgust: "The victory of the Wanfu Bridge is 600 miles in a hurry to report to the emperor. The emperor not only knows that you led a thousand village braves to defeat the bandits at the Wanfu Bridge, but also knows that you are injured. If the emperor knows that your injury is pretending, what is this not a deception?"

"Mr. Guo, I didn't expect to alarm the emperor."

"You have gone too far. Didn't you expect me to see through so soon?"

"I didn't expect that, Lord Guo, you have a sharp eye and insight."

"Stop flattering, don't smile!" Guo Peilin snorted coldly, touched the corner of his mouth and pondered: "There are many people in Taizhou. I can see the flaws that others can do. Take Datou and the twenty rural brave men back to Hai'an, leave quickly, and leave now, and get better and better! It hurts for a hundred days, don't come back if you don't stay for three months!"

Thinking that he was really thinking about himself, Han Xiufeng felt guilty and said frowningly: "Mr. Guo, you are short of people here. What should you do if I leave? Should the salt camp be rebuilt?"

"You guy is a little conscience," Guo Peilin smiled and stood up and said, "Of course I need to rebuild. Do you think I asked you to go back to Hai'an to rest."

"Go to Hai'an to rebuild?" Han Xiufeng asked subconsciously.

"Where can you go if you don't go to Hai'an?" Guo Peilin asked back and said thoughtfully: "Hai'an is next to the corner slanting ground, located at the water and salt transportation point. It is more convenient to recruit trainees in Hai'an. The Huai-nan and Huainan fields will support food and grass. There is also the old nest you have worked hard to manage, so you don't have to worry about the exposure of pretending to be injured."

"It's true, Lord Guo, you think so well." Han Xiufeng hurriedly complimented.

"You guy is very considerate, but your intelligence is just mistaken!" Guo Peilin glared at him and then said, "I originally planned to let Zhang Yiguo rebuild the salt camp with you, but it seems that he can't go with you. Fortunately, Lei Yicheng seemed to admire him very much. He also wrote a book to borrow someone the day before yesterday, so he just sent him to Lei Yicheng's place to listen to it."

Han Xiufeng was about to speak and say that Zhang Yiguo knew that the injury was pretending. Guo Peilin said again: "Isn't Han Chen, the ambassador of the Salt Class Department of the Jiaoxichang, your hometown? I might as well let him serve as your grain official and be fully responsible for supporting the food and salary of the salt camp."

"In this way, I don't have to deal with other ambassadors."

"That's all I can do is this. Who makes you a boy who is smart and shameless!"

Han Xiufeng smiled awkwardly, and thought about it and asked again: "Mr. Guo, don't worry about food and salary, where are the weapons?"

"Look for Han Chen, find a blacksmith to build something you can build. If the blacksmith can't build it, you can go to Shanghai County to buy money. Can't I afford to have a 23-game trip to the two Huaihe River? "

"This is, as the saying goes, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. Although the salt service in Lianghuai is in decline, those salt fields are still there."

Guo Peilin didn't want to see the night long and dreamed, so he urged with a stern face: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and leave."

Han Xiufeng hurriedly said, "I'll leave now."

"Just go like that, aren't your legs broken? Are you lame? You have to pretend to be like me even if you put on your crutches!"

"Oh, I almost forgot. Lord Guo, I'm really leaving, you must take care of yourself."
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