"No, what I want to say is that you deserve the best man in the world!"
Qiuniang lowered her head, "I was just talking too much. If you don't like the prince, I will never mention it again."
"Qiu Niang."
Jiang Wan laughed dumbly, "I don't want to think about these things yet. You just need to "discipline" those beauties according to the prince's instructions."
Song Jiuyuan was not obsessed with beauty, so Fu Zhixian was destined to make the wrong move.
At this time, Song Yi was reporting on Fu Zhixian's actions after the county magistrate returned.
"Your Majesty, after the county magistrate returned, Master Fu wrote a letter and sent it to the capital overnight, but his subordinates intercepted it."
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 for a few times, then closed the letter, picked up the 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 make them live too well."
"Okay, Master."
Song Yi could guess his master's thoughts after just a moment's thought, and he wisely left with the carrier pigeon in his arms.
And Song Jiuyuan looked 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 opportunity to be alone with Jiang Wan.
"Wanwan, what I told Fu Zhixian yesterday was not a joke. Do you have any drugs that can make people look like they died suddenly?"
"Yes, I have."
Jiang Wan didn't ask any questions, just walked into the room and took a jade bottle from the space and threw it to him.
He just said: "There is a requirement, you cannot use it to harm 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.
"Are you still worried about the snow disaster?"
Jiang Wan's question hit home, and Song Jiuyuan looked sad, "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 rush it, take your time."
Jiang Wan persuaded him softly and handed Song Jiuyuan a piece of paper, "This is what I wrote last night.
Say it first, then you can see it at will, consider it carefully and then decide whether to adopt it. "
Song Jiuyuan opened the paper in surprise and saw several countermeasures written on it.
First, officials took the lead in donating money and materials, leading local wealthy businessmen to donate together.
Secondly, the weather is cold and every household is not wealthy. Not only do they lack food and clothing, but their houses are not warm enough.
It is best to let everyone stay together and merge two or three families into one, so as to save firewood.
third:……
Jiang Wan wrote several points in a row. Song Jiuyuan became more and more shocked as he looked at her, his eyes full of amazement.
"Wanwan, how did you come up with this?"
In fact, some of his ideas coincided with his, 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 and ignored Song Jiuyuan, who was a little hungry.
As a result, when I saw the breakfast delivered to me at the inn, my stomach instantly felt tight.
"Sister-in-law."
Song Jiuli pouted and sat next to Jiang Wan, with a scrawled breakfast on the table.
But because of the situation in Qucheng, no one complained.
Even Song Jiuchi, who was always picky, silently took a mouthful of thin porridge.
"It seems that the situation in Qucheng is worse than we imagined."
Mrs. Song sighed quietly, she was worried about her child.
Although Song Qing didn't remember anything, he honestly cared about his children.
"I'm not hungry, please eat more."
"You don't have to be like this."
Jiang Wan shrugged, and Qiuniang and Lv Shui, who had been arranged by her early in the morning, brought breakfast.
Having known the situation in Qucheng for a long time, Jiang Wan didn't expect to be full, so she asked Qiuniang and Lv Shui to prepare breakfast early in the morning.
She took out the white flour from the space, and also took some meat to stir-fry.
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. The others glanced at Song Jiuyuan and started eating quickly.
"tasty!"
Song Jiuli ate the noodles vaguely, almost moved to tears.
It's better to follow my sister-in-law, she will make plans.
Song Jiuyuan glanced at Jiang Wan with mixed emotions. If he remembered correctly, most of the remaining food they had given to Ren Bang.
But how did she get the flour?
Song Jiuyuan lowered his eyes and ate the noodles, trying his best to control himself not to think too much.
Halfway through breakfast, Magistrate Fu came over with the county magistrate Bo and others.
Smelling the fragrance in the air, several people glanced over cautiously.
It's not that he can't afford noodles, but that Fu Zhixian ordered porridge early in the morning.
"What are you looking at?"
Song Jiuchi wiped his lips with a square towel, his unruly eyes full of displeasure.
Fu Zhixian smiled eagerly and said, "I didn't see anything."
He guessed that they probably carried the flour with them.
But it doesn't matter, they 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 could see through Fu Zhixian's thoughts at a glance. He just pretended not to see it and spoke in a cold tone.
"Where is the thing I asked you to write?"
"It's all here, Your Majesty."
Fuzhixian presented it respectfully and did not dare to approach Song Jiuyuan, so he could only kowtow from a distance.
Qingshan took a step forward, took the folded book, and respectfully opened it in front of Song Jiuyuan. When he saw the content clearly, Song Jiuyuan's eyes became colder.
"Is this the answer you gave me?"
Song Jiuyuan threw the zhezi directly to the ground, which frightened Fu Zhixian to the point where he knelt on the ground motionless.
"Your Majesty, there are only so many things happening in our little place."
"What's the best way to solve the snow disaster?"
Song Jiuyuan squinted his eyes and looked at the two people kneeling behind Fu Zhixian.
The county magistrate and Lord Bo Erri are usually the right-hand men of Fuzhi County.
Zhixian Fu hadn't noticed this yet, so he said with a grimace:
"Your Majesty, this official is slow-minded and really can't think of any good ideas.
So I brought everyone here today to brainstorm ideas. "
The writing on it was messy, obviously trying to fool him.
I went back at night and figured it out. Do you think Song Jiuyuan really didn't dare to touch him?
Song Jiuyuan sneered, almost laughed out of anger, "The terrain of Qucheng makes things difficult for you.
You drink clear soup and little water every day. I also brought some food, so I will give each of you a bowl of noodles. "
While talking, Qiuniang brought three bowls of noodles, and Qingshan set up three small tables directly in front of them.
Fuzhixian didn't know what kind of medicine Song Jiuyuan was selling in his gourd, but looking at the noodles in front of him, he felt something was wrong.
"This is something the prince rewarded you with. Do you think you dislike it?"
Song Yi held a sword in his hand and looked down at the three people in front of him.
