After rebirth, I joined forces with my mortal enemy to seek revenge.

After finishing the cup of tea, Pei Jiaoran's eyes passed over the county magistrates. She knew that Quan Dehuizhi called these people here, on the one hand, to show his power, and on the other hand, he wanted to tell the court about the difficulties of disaster relief through the mouths of these people.

Lifting his eyes and looking at Quan Dehui, Pei Jiaoran held his lips. Slowly he took out the account book from his sleeve pocket and held it under his palm. He looked at the county magistrates with a gentle expression, "In the year of great disaster, I know that you all have difficulties. There is no need to say any unnecessary words. I will only report the important situations."

All the county magistrates looked at each other and turned their attention to Quan Dehui. Quan Dehui, on the other hand, had a calm expression on his face, as if he hadn't noticed the gazes of several people. When the county magistrates saw this, they lowered their heads.

Seeing this, Pei Jiaoran's eyes were filled with sarcasm. In fact, these people are very clear-minded. They feel like they have a steelyard hanging in their hearts. On one hand, they are concerned about their own exams, and on the other hand, they are concerned about the livelihood of the people they govern. It's just that people's livelihood is far less important than exams.

"Why, you don't even have one important thing to do?" Pei Jiaoran smiled, "But I have many questions." His voice suddenly turned cold, and his eyes passed over the county magistrates, "Why don't you see the guards from Feng Xu and Dali counties? Porridge shed? In addition, have you personally seen the portion of the porridge in the pot? How many people can eat it?"

Seeing Pei Jiaoran's aggressive look, the two county magistrates whose names were called looked at each other.

Magistrate Feng Xu bowed his hands and saluted, "There were indeed officials guarding the porridge shed in the past few days. However, the refugees were domineering, injured several people, and looted the porridge shed, so we had to temporarily withdraw them. And the food stored in the county charity warehouse , and there’s not much left.”

"Whether there is not much left, or nothing. You know for yourselves." Pei Jiaoran chuckled, "I would like to ask you, where have the tax revenues from the county been spent in recent years?"

In addition to the tax revenue collected by the county for public expenditure, the remainder will be deposited into a charity warehouse to prepare for disaster years. The harvest in Tongzhou in recent years has been acceptable, and there should be grain stored in the charity warehouse. Even if there is a flood, every county will not be without food. If a county encounters a disaster, the governor can also allow the counties under his control to be self-sufficient according to the system.

The words fell, causing Quan Dehui to look at her. The two county magistrates were both young men in their early twenties, and they looked a little embarrassed after being lectured like this by Pei Jiaoran. But the official level is overwhelming, not to mention that her authority is far above them. He had to lower his head.

Other county magistrates also understood. The Minister Pei in front of them was not the easy-to-fool female figure in their eyes. Not only did he understand the actual situation of each county, he even had enough skills. Today, they originally planned to hold a banquet to give her a showdown, but unexpectedly, she took it as an opportunity to settle accounts with them.

"Servant Pei, you county magistrates have been traveling for so long. It's better to let everyone have something to eat." Quan Dehui ordered the guards at the door.

Looking up at him, Pei Jiaoran smiled, "What's the rush? The food is already simmering on the stove. We'll eat it later. Could you please answer my previous question?"

The issues that were brought to light made all the county magistrates have different expressions and bowed their heads in silence. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Quan Dehui from time to time. They didn't know how much she knew about the actual situation in Tongzhou, so naturally they didn't dare to speak nonsense.

"The grain is stored in the charity warehouse. However, it has been raining for days, and a lot of the grain in the charity warehouse has been soaked by the rain. As the governor of a state, how can a certain person let the people eat this food?" Quan Dehui said solemnly.

"Then why doesn't the governor borrow grain from the state gentry to help the people?" Pei Jiaoran maintained a smile on his face.

Hearing this, Quan Dehui raised his eyebrows but hesitated, "This..." suddenly sighed, "Gentlemen are also common people, not to mention that most of them are quite famous in the same state. I really don't know where to start."

"Oh, I don't know where to start? But as far as I know, many people are selling their fields for food. I would like to ask Governor Quan, if these people sell their fields, what will they have to eat next year? The imperial court Where should the taxes come from?" Pei Jiaoran said with anger on his face, "I think Governor Quan is planning to force the people to rebel! You will only be willing to stir up chaos in the world!"

"Servant Pei, be careful what you say. This is not a political hall. Be careful of words coming out of your mouth." Quan Dehui said calmly.

"Shilang Pei is not here. I don't know that these big and powerful people are often very bad and greedy. How can we, the humble officials, dare to fight with them..." one of the county magistrates argued.

"So didn't the imperial court send me here?" Pei Jiaoran smiled, "I'll talk about the things you don't dare to talk about."

As her voice fell, Quan Dehui's eyes flashed with sarcasm.

Thunder struck his ears, and there was a sudden commotion at the door. Pei Jiaoran looked up at the door and saw a group of ragged refugees gathered outside, each holding farm tools.

Looking at the angry refugees who were blocked by the sergeant at the door, Pei Jiaoran looked back at Quan Dehui. Before she could say anything, the sound of iron tools clashing reached her ears.

The sergeant and the refugee at the door fought together.

"Secretary Pei, the refugees want to attack the post. It is someone's job to protect the imperial envoy." Quan De smiled sadly.

Pei Jiaoran said nothing, looking at Quan Dehui calmly. Now Quan Dehui is mobilizing the refugees to attack the post house. It is clear that he wants to cut off her escape and does not want to play by the rules. It's just that everything can be done as he wishes? Since he wants to show off his face, he can naturally show off and compete with him.

"Are you really protecting me?" Pei Jiaoran glanced at Quan Dehui with a smile, then walked towards the door with his hands cut.

Looking at Pei Jiaoran who suddenly appeared next to him, Tongzhou Zhenbing looked surprised. Even with the fists and kicks of the refugees, there was no resistance. Instead, he stopped them carefully, as if he was afraid of hurting these refugees.

Finally, the farm tools in the hands of the refugees fell on the body of a sergeant. The general at the door immediately drew his sword and shouted, "The Imperial Envoy is here. If you dare to cross the Leichi again, you will be killed without mercy."

Pei Jiaoran raised his eyes and looked at the general who was speaking, coldly.

These refugees were artificially moved here, turning them without any clear interests into a vocal group full of anger. And the orders from his mouth will also determine their life or death.

Pei Jiaoran closed his eyes as he thought of everything he had experienced in Guazhou during his two lifetimes. The people in both places were equally gripped by anger, and their emotions were hard to describe. After gathering together, many of their words and deeds began to deviate from their previous demands, and even began to decline continuously and eventually collapse.

But the current situation is not without a solution.

"Quan Governor, the people are the foundation of the country. The people are not afraid of death, so why should they be afraid of death?" Pei Jiaoran smiled and glanced at Quan Dehui, who was standing next to him, "You said that if the imperial court wants the people to be angry, what? What’s the best way?”

Quan Dehui's face changed slightly, but he still said seriously: "What do you mean, Minister Pei? These unscrupulous people are really abominable. I hope the Minister will stay away from them for a while."