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Song Jiuyuan tapped the table lightly with his fingertips, exchanged a glance with Jiang Wan, and then said softly:

"Bring it over to me and have a look."

Zhu Bo hurriedly and carefully handed it to Qing Shan, and then continued to kneel nervously.

After reading it, Song Jiuyuan nodded slightly, "It can be seen that you have put some thought into it.

Then, you will temporarily act as the magistrate of Qucheng and handle the affairs of Qucheng. "

The county magistrate who was still pretending to be a quail just now was shocked and reminded Song Jiuyuan in a low voice.

"My lord, he is usually a clerk, so I'm afraid he's not good at these things."

He is the magistrate's deputy, and he is more familiar with this matter, and he is the eighth rank, so he should be ranked ahead of the master Bo, who is the ninth rank.

Hearing the words, Zhu Bo raised his head slightly, his teeth were clenched, and a hint of indifference flashed across his heart.

It was always like this, how much work did Zhou Xiancheng take away from him?

Is it going to be like this again this time?

Sun Zhubo's heart was full of hatred. At this moment, Song Jiuyuan looked at Zhou Xiancheng with a half-smile and said.

"You can take care of it if you want, and come up with your good plan to deal with the snow disaster?"

Zhou Xiancheng was stunned in place, while Sun Zhubo was enveloped in great joy.

He didn't care what mood Zhou Xiancheng was in, he knelt on the ground and said loudly:

"Don't worry, my lord, I will do my best."

This is his opportunity to perform, he will never miss it, Sun Zhubo looked at Zhou Xiancheng provocatively.

Zhouxian Chengqi's temples twitched, and he was about to speak, when Song Jiuyuan said casually:

"As for you, you are in charge of Fu Zhixian's funeral. If someone says something nonsense, he will be your fate."

A few short words are like a knife to urge death, Zhou Xiancheng has no other thoughts.

"My lord, I... I can't guarantee... Madam Fu will talk nonsense."

"That's your business."

Song Jiuyuan's understated tone made Zhou Xiancheng feel bad.

This is not a soft-footed prince, he is clearly killing Yan Luo!

"I'm an official...I'm going to do my best."

Zhou Xiancheng felt that he was going to die, and thought about [-] ways to escape in his mind.

In the end, he met Song Jiuyuan's eyes that seemed to know everything, and his legs suddenly softened.

Zhou Xiancheng was driven away first, and Song Jiuyuan arranged the matter to Sun Zhubo.

It wasn't until the two left that Song Qing looked at Song Jiuyuan disapprovingly.

"Yuan'er, Fu Zhi County is your handwriting?"

"it's me."

Song Jiuyuan didn't intend to hide it from his family. Chen Ce was taking care of Mrs. Chen and her two children in the house, and she wasn't there at the moment.

Song Qing frowned, "Yuan'er, that's an official appointed by the imperial court."

That person is not a good person, and death is not a pity, but he is worried that that person will grab Yuan'er.

"Father, don't worry, I have my own plans."

Song Jiuyuan had thought about this a long time ago, if he followed the rules.

I am afraid that Jiuzhou is not so easy to hold in the hand, so killing chickens to scare monkeys is the fastest way.

Song Qing could only sigh helplessly when she couldn't persuade her to go in, and Jiang Wan said at the right time:

"Daddy, let me give you an injection."

Song Qing's body is very weak, since Jiang Wan is still there, let him recuperate slowly.

"Alright."

Song Qing nodded slightly, now he has great trust in Jiang Wan's medical skills.

After drinking a dose of medicine, the whole person is much more energetic.

Mrs. Song accompanied Song Qing back to the house, and Jiang Wan gave the needle in the house.

Song Jiuyuan told Song Yi, "Calculate the time, Ren Bang and the others are coming soon.

The whole city of Qu is full of people from Fuzhi County, Mr. Sun should not have moved so fast, go to the gate of the city to take over from them. "

Ren Bang is not from Qucheng, so he was his helper when he came in.

"Yes, where will they be arranged?"

Song Yi didn't dare to act recklessly, Song Jiuyuan thought for a while and said, "Let's arrange it at an inn in the city."

Ren Bang's task is to escort the exiled people, and they cannot be separated.

Song Jiuyuan ordered some more things, and Song Yi took the order to leave. After a while, Jiang Wan came out of the house.

"Why are you still here?"

Jiang Wan was a little puzzled, Qucheng was in such a mess, she thought he would be so busy.

"Everything is arranged."

Song Jiuyuan probably knew how to read minds, so he answered Jiang Wan's question directly.

Jiang Wan: ...

This man really became a roundworm in her stomach now?

Just as Jiang Wan was about to speak, Qing Shan hurried in and said with an ugly expression:

"My lord, Mr. Sun Bo is looking for you. He seems to have brought a lot of wealthy businessmen."

"I see."

Song Jiuyuan softened his voice and said to Jiang Wan, "I'll go over and have a look, you have a good rest."

He knew that Jiang Wan would consume a lot of physical strength every time she gave acupuncture.

"Well, then you go first."

Jiang Wan watched Song Jiuyuan leave, then turned to Qiuniang and said, "Qiuniang, before you do anything, go find someone inside and outside the city to spread some news.

The prince was not sent by the emperor to solve the disaster, he was exiled to take over the fiefdom.

In addition, Fu Zhixian died suddenly and had nothing to do with the prince. "

Even if they were divorced, she and Song Jiuyuan were still friends. Song Jiuyuan worked so hard, maybe the common people thought it was the emperor's order.

How aggrieved Song Jiuyuan would be then.

So Jiang Wan wanted to kill these in the cradle, and let other people watching see how to stand in line.

"Okay, master."

Qiuniang didn't understand why Jiang Wan did this, but as a qualified servant, she just asked less and did more.

She took the money and left the post station, while Jiang Wan went to the place where Song Jiuyuan received guests with a lot of thoughts.

At this time, Song Jiuyuan looked at the rich businessmen kneeling in front of him, lightly pointing his sword with his fingertips, and slightly raised his lips.

"Master Sun Bo said that you want to meet this king?"

"My lord, it's not that the young one doesn't know how to praise, it's that the small family doesn't have much food left."

"Yes, there is no shortage of money among the grassroots, mainly because the money can't buy food now."

"Caomin...Caomin was robbed by the unruly people who entered the city a few days ago, and it is difficult to protect their own family."

"..."

These people learned that Sun Zhubo called everyone to raise donations, and they all came to Song Jiuyuan to complain.

Master Sun's face turned black, "Didn't you say you came here to collect donations, what are you talking about now?!"

He was a little annoyed, he didn't expect it to be so unfavorable for the first time.

I am simply sorry for the trust of the prince.

"We are from Qucheng, and we want to do more good things for Qucheng, but the grassroots can't do anything."

"No, where are we going to find food now?"

"..."

"My lord is coming from the capital, so you can't be unprepared, right?"

Someone pointed the finger at Song Jiuyuan, Qingshan was a little worried, and hurriedly said:

"The prince has his own sense of propriety, and he will definitely not treat the common people lightly!"

He had heard the prince order Song Yi to buy grain before.

"Who wouldn't say nice things?"

Someone muttered something, and Song Jiuyuan's eyes fell on one of them.

This man was gorgeously dressed and obese, and he looked at Song Jiuyuan with some resentment in his eyes.

But when he met his eyes, he quickly retracted his neck, pretending not to see.

Sun Zhubo saw it, and whispered in Song Jiuyuan's ear:

"My lord, the one who spoke just now is Master Qian, the elder uncle of Fuzhi County."