Good luck and fortune come to the end of the world, the boss brings prosperity to the whole village

Looking up at the sky, the snow is still falling.

A chill swept through his body.

Everyone came to their senses then, and became frightened. They jumped to the side, revealing the petite Song Jixiang behind them.

The yamen runners saw the county magistrate lying on the ground. Their eyes widened to the point that they almost popped out of their sockets. One of the runners almost poked Song Jixiang's face with his finger, as if he wanted to pierce her through. He gnashed his teeth and shouted, "You, you, you are all dead..."

However, before he finished speaking, there was a crisp snapping sound, and the finger that was stretched out was easily broken like a fragile carrot. The yamen runner let out a shrill scream, and the people around him trembled with fear.

"Brother, brothers, don't go up yet..."

Song Jixiang did not stop, she turned around quickly and rushed towards the other yamen runners. She was agile and swift, and in a few moves she knocked down all the dozen yamen runners who rushed up to her. These yamen runners looked at Song Jixiang in horror and fell to the ground, crying out in pain.

Xiao Ruyi stood quietly aside, watching Song Jixiang display his prowess. He didn't even need to do anything, she could handle it all by herself.

Song Jixiang squatted down and waved his knife at the face of the yamen runner who was shouting the most fiercely, as if he was considering where to start.

"Mercy, mercy, hero..."

"Let me tell you something. Didn't that guy just run away from the city with the money? He met refugees on the road, and then..." Song Jixiang pointed at the county magistrate who looked like a human, and then waved a sharp dagger at his neck, "He died... When you chased him out, the refugees had already run away. That's the fact, don't you think?"

He glanced at the yamen runners around him with a cold look, and swung the dagger directly. Several crows were strung together and fell to the ground.

The runners all shrank their necks and nodded repeatedly, "Young Master Hua is absolutely right, this is the fact, this corrupt official ignored the people of the city, took away all the money in the county government, ran away to the outside of the city and was surrounded by refugees,..." "Yes, yes, God has eyes," the people in the city nodded and agreed.

Song Jixiang clapped his hands and asked them to be quiet.

There were so many people in the city who were affected by the disaster. If they were left alone, who knows how many people would face separation and death. Although she was cold-hearted, she couldn't bear to see so many lives disappear in front of her eyes.

She led a team of people to search the dozen or so carriages that the county magistrate had taken away. This really made her astonished. This corrupt official had only been in Yongning County for a short time, but he had already collected so much money, all of which came from the people. This way, he could use it for the people.

The same process as last time was used to provide relief to refugees, and several hundred people were selected from the general public to implement disaster relief.

"Okay, everyone, go away." Song Jixiang waved his hand, signaling the people to leave.

"Young Master Hua, there is not enough food in the county government office..." a bailiff came over and asked, bowing.

Song Jixiang glanced at him and said, "Well, let's buy some food from the rich families in the county at a price ten cents higher than the market price for emergency relief. Remember, we must not take it for free."

"Yes, sir." The bailiff responded and turned to leave.

"Sir, we caught a sneaky man in the county government office." A bailiff came over, escorting a man.

A disheveled beggar was brought to Song Jixiang. She kept her head down and her appearance could not be seen clearly.

"Keep your head up."

"Ahhh..." The beggar waved his hands.

Since she wanted to be mute so much, she would make her wish.

A dark light flashed in Song Jixiang's eyes. He quickly stuffed a meatball into the visitor's mouth, then waved his hand and let her go.

Song Yanran tried desperately to pull at her throat, but the meatballs melted in her mouth and she couldn't spit anything out. A thick hatred flashed across her eyes. These people were waiting for her. She wanted to report everything she had just seen to the Third Prince. She wanted them to...

"Song Yanran!"

There was a shout from behind.

Song Yanran responded instinctively, and when she came to her senses, she quickly ran towards the alley nearby.

Song Jixiang looked at the disappearing figure and cursed, "Idiot."

It was such a cold day, and such a delicate girl couldn't make a sound. She wanted to see how she was going to survive.

The wicked will be punished!

There were still several people imprisoned in the cell in the backyard of the county government office. Among them was an old man with white hair. The people next to him called him Master Cao.

Master Cao?

Someone has already shouted, "Why are you here?"

Master Cao stroked his messy beard and stood up tremblingly with the help of the other two. "What else can that bastard official do after capturing me? Of course, I have to make him a carriage!"

He was knocked unconscious and tied up here while still in bed that day. He has been locked up in this yard to work and cannot leave the house.

It was not until today that I found out that the person who kidnapped him was actually the county magistrate of a city. Really...

Fortunately, he had a trick up his sleeve.

Hehe, that bastard official will have his car destroyed and everyone killed before he can walk ten miles.

Song Jixiang rolled his eyes at him. This old man was quite interesting, but it was a pity that his trick was of no use.