Before confiscating the house, the medical concubine emptied the enemy's warehouse to flee fami

"No, what I want to say is that you are worthy of being the best man in the world!"

Qiuniang lowered her head, "It was the servant who talked too much just now, if you don't like the prince, the servant will never mention it again."

"Qiu Niang."

Jiang Wan couldn't help laughing, "I don't think about these things yet, you just need to "discipline" those beauties according to the prince's instructions."

Song Jiuyuan is not obsessed with beauty, Fu Zhixian is destined to make a wrong move in this move.

At this time, Song Yi was reporting the actions of Fu Zhixian after the county magistrate returned.

"My lord, after the county magistrate returned, Master Fu repaired a letter and ordered someone to send it to Fucheng overnight, but was intercepted by his subordinates."

Song Yi held a carrier pigeon in his hand, and at the same time took off the letter on it and handed it to Song Jiuyuan.

Song Jiuyuan took it and glanced at it, then closed the letter, picked up a pen and wrote a letter.

"Send it to Fucheng."

If you look carefully, you will find that the handwriting of this letter written by Song Jiuyuan is exactly the same as the previous one.

Song Yi calmly tied the letter to the pigeon's leg, and was about to go out when Song Jiuyuan suddenly said:

"Go to the backyard and see the women sent by Fuzhi County. Don't let them have a hard time."

"Okay, master."

Song Yi thought about it for a while, and he could guess what the master was thinking, and retreated with the pigeon in his arms.

And Song Jiuyuan stared at the letter in front of him with heavy eyes, it seemed that he was really tired of living!

Early the next morning, Song Jiuyuan found another chance to be alone with Jiang Wan.

"Wanwan, what I said to Fu Zhixian yesterday was not a joke, do you have the medicine to make people look like a sudden death?"

"Yes, I have."

Jiang Wan didn't ask any further questions, and casually went into the room and took a jade bottle from the space and threw it to him.

Just said: "There is a requirement, you can't use it to hurt innocent people."

Otherwise, she would feel uneasy, after all, she made the medicine for self-protection.

"Okay, I promise you."

Song Jiuyuan nodded vigorously. He had found out what Fu Zhixian had done last night, and he was not innocent.

"Still worried about the snow disaster?"

Jiang Wan's question hit the nail on the head, and Song Jiuyuan had a sad face, "Jiuzhou is no better than other places.

Even if I can solve the urgent need, I can't solve the problem of food and clothing in a short time. "

"Don't be too hasty, take your time."

Jiang Wan persuaded him softly, and handed Song Jiuyuan a piece of paper, "This is what I wrote last night.

Say yes first, you can see it at will, consider it before deciding whether to adopt it. "

Song Jiuyuan opened the paper in surprise, only to see several countermeasures written on it.

First, officials take the lead in donating money and materials, and drive local wealthy businessmen to donate together.

Second, the weather is cold, and every household is not rich, not only lacks clothing and food, but also has no houses to keep out the cold.

It is best to let everyone join together and merge two or three into one, which can save firewood.

third:……

Jiang Wan wrote several points in a row, and Song Jiuyuan became more and more shocked as he looked at her. His eyes were full of amazement when he looked at her.

"Wanwan, how did you come up with these things?"

In fact, some ideas coincided with his own, so he was surprised.

Have they reached such a tacit understanding?

"Don't worry about what I think, just implement it."

Jiang Wan waved her little hand, ignoring Song Jiuyuan, feeling a little hungry.

As a result, when I saw the breakfast delivered by the post station, I felt my belly tighten instantly.

"Sister-in-law."

Song Jiuli sat next to Jiang Wan with her mouth pouted, a sloppy breakfast was placed on the table.

But because of the situation in Qucheng, no one complained.

Even Song Jiuchi, who was always picky, silently drank the thin porridge now.

"It seems that the situation in Qucheng is worse than we thought."

Mrs. Song sighed quietly, she was worried about her child.

Although Song Qing didn't remember anything, he cared about his child honestly.

"I'm not hungry, eat more."

"You don't have to."

Jiang Wan shrugged, and Qiu Niang and Lu Shui, who had been arranged by her early in the morning, brought breakfast.

Knowing the situation in Qucheng a long time ago, Jiang Wan didn't expect to be able to eat enough, so she asked Qiu Niang and Lu Shui to prepare breakfast early in the morning.

She took the white flour from the space, and also fried some meat.

Several bowls of hot noodles were served in front of everyone.

"Eat, we don't have to abuse ourselves."

Jiang Wan started to eat the noodles first, and the others glanced at Song Jiuyuan, and quickly started eating too.

"good to eat!"

Song Jiuli ate the noodles vaguely, almost moved to tears.

It's better to follow the sister-in-law, she will make plans.

Song Jiuyuan glanced at Jiang Wan with complicated emotions. If he remembered correctly, most of the food they had left was given to Ren Bang.

But how did she get the flour?

Song Jiuyuan ate the noodles with downcast eyes, trying his best not to think about it.

Halfway through breakfast, Fu Zhixian came over with Bo and the county's prime minister.

Smelling the fragrance in the air, several people glanced over cautiously.

It's not that I can't afford noodles, but that what Fu Zhixian ordered early in the morning was porridge.

"What are you looking at?"

Song Jiuchi wiped his lips with a square scarf, his unruly eyes were full of displeasure.

Fu Zhixian was in a hurry to please and smiled, "I didn't see anything."

He guessed that the flour was probably something they carried with them.

But it doesn't matter, they still have to stay in Jiuzhou for a long time, and they don't believe that this inventory can last for a long time.

Song Jiuyuan saw through Fu Zhixian's mind at a glance, he just pretended not to see it, and spoke in a cold tone.

"Where is the thing that the king asked you to write?"

"It's all here, my lord."

Fu Zhixian presented it respectfully, but he didn't dare to get close to Song Jiuyuan, so he could only kowtow from a distance.

Qingshan took a step forward and took the folder and opened it respectfully in front of Song Jiuyuan. After seeing the content clearly, Song Jiuyuan's eyes became colder and colder.

"Is this the answer you gave me?"

Song Jiuyuan threw Zhezi to the ground, frightening Fu Zhixian to his knees and motionless.

"My lord, that's all that happened in our small place."

"How about a good solution to the snow disaster?"

Song Jiuyuan narrowed his eyes and looked at the two kneeling behind Fu Zhixian.

The county magistrate and the lord Bo Erri, they are the right and left hands of Fu magistrate on weekdays.

Fu Zhixian hadn't noticed this yet, so he said with a bitter face:

"My lord, my mind is dull, I really can't think of any good way.

So I'm bringing you all here today to brainstorm. "

What was written on it was messed up, obviously trying to fool him.

This is when I went back tonight and figured it out. I thought Song Jiuyuan really didn't dare to touch him?

Song Jiuyuan sneered, almost annoyed, "The terrain of Qucheng makes things difficult for you.

Drinking clear soup with little water every day, the king also brought some food, so I gave each of you a bowl of noodles. "

While talking, Qiu Niang brought three bowls of noodles, and Qing Shan set up three small tables directly in front of them.

Fu Zhixian didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Song Jiuyuan's gourd, but looking at the noodles in front of him, he always felt that something was wrong.

"This is something that the prince rewarded you, do you despise it?"

Song Yi held a sword in his hand, and looked down at the three people in front of him.