Southeast first idiot

Just when Zhang Yuandao was immersed in the joy of regaining what was lost.

An urgent official document of [-] miles was sent to the palace overnight. The emperor sat in front of the desk with a candle on his coat and opened it. It was destined that tomorrow morning would not be too pleasant.

The next day, in less than half a day, due to continuous heavy rain, many places in Fujian were affected by disasters, people's homes were destroyed, crops did not survive, and news of the separation of flesh and blood spread throughout the capital.

Due to the corruption of the former Minister of the Household Department, even if the family property was confiscated later, the amount of disaster relief allocated to Fujian was limited.

After discussing with the ministers of the imperial court, Situ Yi, Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, proposed that Liang Sifan should also be in charge of the disaster relief.

As for the amount of disaster relief funds, the Ministry of Household Affairs allocated part of the silver first, and the remaining amount was delayed by two days.

The emperor gave an order and overwhelmed the crowd, and the matter was decided.

Therefore, the six parts are busy with their own work.

Even Liang Sifan came to the other courtyard quietly.

Ji Changfeng secretly led the person who came over the wall into the house, and closed the door silently.

"It happened so suddenly, I have to go to Fujian." Liang Sifan said as he entered the door, he was not wearing official clothes, it seemed that he went back to the house to change clothes before coming.

"What happened?" At this time, the court had just come down, and the news of Fujian's flood had not yet spread.

Liang Sifan repeated the urgent matter of eight hundred miles last night, and after finishing speaking, he said: "Uncle Chang is ready, you have to arrange for sister-in-law to go back to Lou's house."

Ji Changfeng frowned inadvertently: "Do you want Ji's family to donate silver taels?"

Liang Sifan shook his head: "It's not yet time, Situ Yi will definitely think of a way to prepare the silver, and you will play by ear when the time comes."

Ji Changfeng asked, "When are you leaving?"

Liang Sifan said: "I'm afraid I'm going to leave Beijing overnight."

Disaster relief is a major event, and one day later the people will be in danger. Even if Liang Sifan wanted to arrange this matter in the capital, he still couldn't let go of the people in Fujian, so he agreed when Prime Minister Lou proposed that he be in charge of the disaster relief. .

A sudden accident at this time will not have a big impact on the temporary plan, it just needs to be readjusted.

"Don't worry." Ji Changfeng nodded solemnly.

Liang Sifan said: "I will come back as soon as possible."

The horses used by the officials are imperial horses, they travel fast, and they can reach Fujian within a short time from the capital. If the flood control goes well, Liang Sifan will be able to come back in just one month.

But even if it was a month, during the days when Liang Sifan was away, every day and night in the future, Ji Changfeng would have to worry about it.

But after all, he is the head of a village, and he has planned many things. When he learned that Liang Sifan would leave, he was already thinking of countermeasures. When Liang Sifan was sent away, Ji Changfeng sat down in a quiet room and thought deeply.

The plan couldn't keep up with the changes. Originally, he wanted to find a good time to send Lou Qing back to Lou's house, so that he could also get involved. One was to protect him nearby, and the other was to keep Lou Qing out of his sight.

But now...

"What are you thinking?" Lou Qing's voice suddenly rang in his ears, Ji Changfeng managed to recover, and raised his head to look at him.

"When did you come in?" Ji Changfeng took his hand and made him sit down.

Lou Qing said: "I called you, but you didn't answer me."

Ji Changfeng held his hand and played with it: "Second brother just came."

Lou Qing nodded and said: "I saw it, I just wanted to ask you about this matter, why is Second Brother looking for you?"

Not only did he bump into it, but he also saw clearly the heroic figure of someone climbing over the wall.

"Floods in Fujian, the second brother had to go to the flood relief."

The first half of the year was already a rainy season, and this year's rain was particularly unusual. Although the capital lasted for more than half a month, when Lou Qing heard that Fujian was affected by the disaster, he couldn't help but get breathless.

"We can't help you with water control. Second brother should have a solution. Besides, there are quite a few people in Fujian who are proficient in this matter, so you don't have to worry too much." Lou Qing comforted him.

Ji Changfeng raised his hand to his ear and kissed it: "I'm worried about you."

"Me?" Lou Qing was extremely puzzled.

Ji Changfeng raised his head and looked into his eyes: "Second brother asked me to take you back to Lou's house."

Lou Qing froze.

Ji Changfeng couldn't help but hug him tightly: "I wanted to find a way to get the best of both worlds, but now that my second brother left Beijing suddenly, the plan had to be advanced, and I suddenly..."

Prime Minister Lou certainly wouldn't be suspicious of Lou Qing's return, but he wouldn't wait to see Lou Qing, and even interrogated him. Therefore, Lou Qing's actions in Lou's house would be restricted. It was difficult to find evidence from 20 years ago, let alone in Under the eyes of the old fox, Prime Minister Lou?

Therefore, Ji Changfeng must be very sure that if he wants to avenge his revenge, Lou Qing must not be in trouble.

"The opportunity is not there, and we can create one."

Hearing this, Ji Changfeng felt a little unbelievable: "Do you have a way?"

"I disguised our relationship in front of Yuandao before. You pretended to be my benefactor, and Shangxue worked in the household department. We can use the name of Ji's family to donate silver to the disaster relief. At that time, I will be in the building. Home, not just an idler."

That's right, if the time comes to attribute this credit to Prime Minister Lou, even if Lou Qing is not liked, it will improve his relationship with Lou's family.

After thinking it over, Ji Changfeng rubbed against Lou Qing's body, and said with a smile, "Fortunately, you are my wife, if someone else gets you, I'm afraid a hundred lives won't be enough to die in your hands."

Lou Qing pushed his shoulder, laughed and cursed: "Nonsense."

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