Lin'an Mansion has been really busy recently.
After the fifth prince led troops to suppress the mob, the imperial envoy from the capital appeared in everyone's sight.
"I heard that the people giving porridge at the city gate have changed. Do you know?"
"Of course, the original city defenders were replaced by the fifth prince's personal guards. I don't know why."
"I haven't seen Mr. Zhou for several days. Could it be that something happened as suspected?"
"Damn, this is all the business of being an official. What do we, ordinary people, have to do with so much care? Let's just go and get relief food!"
"Yes, yes, it's important to receive disaster relief food!"
The people in the city were heading towards the Yamen one after another. The queue at the door had already occupied the entire street, leaving only a space wide for a carriage.
The imperial mission to provide disaster relief would naturally not be able to just give porridge at the city gate.
Half of the 200,000 shi of food brought by Mr. Jiang is now half of it. Some of it is used to give porridge to stabilize the situation, and some of it is distributed in the name of disaster relief food.
Of course, this number is far from what the people need.
"The Zhou Mansion found 50,000 shi of grain? What does Zhou Lesong want to do?"
Mr. Jiang was so angry that the wise old man almost couldn't hold back his swear words.
Jiang Ming was doing his best to make tea for the elderly.
"I heard that Mr. Zhou ordered people to collect them. Mrs. Zhou has a grain shop under her name."
"That Zhou Xuzhi? I remember he was Ya Yuan from last autumn, but I didn't expect..."
There is no good person named Zhou.
"The scholar's face has been completely disgraced by him."
Mr. Jiang sighed, his gray beard curling up, "The second batch of relief food shipped from Beijing is still on the way. Even if we add these 50,000 shi of food, it won't last for a few days."
"Master, how about I send a message to the Qin family in your name?"
"No, I'll come and visit you personally."
When I ask for help, can I get someone to come to me?
Although Mr. Jiang is old, he will never rely on his old age to show off his old age. This kind of thing only shows his sincerity when he comes to the door.
The imperial envoy was worried about food, and the fifth prince who was interrogating people next door was not idle either.
After he had reviewed all the "evidence" found in Qingshan Village, Song Zhi led Qin Zheng in.
"Cousin, do you have something to do with me?"
Fu Chengwei nodded invisible, "I've been a little busy lately and haven't visited my uncle and aunt at home. Are they in good health?"
"It's okay!"
Qin Zheng put several oil paper bags he was carrying on the table, "Mom knew you were busy, so she specially made some of my cousin's favorite snacks for me to deliver to you, but I didn't even get a share."
"You can eat it too."
"real?"
"..."
Are you really planning to eat it?
Fu Cheng twitched his lips and pushed the oil paper bag to him again. Qin Zheng smiled and opened it without revealing anything, revealing the three snacks inside.
"Well - Mom hasn't cooked for a few days, and today I got the favor from my cousin. By the way, the food my cousin asked for will arrive tomorrow or the day after. Dad asked me to tell you."
"Thank you uncle for me. I will pay you a visit in a few days."
"Being able to do things for the court and the people will bring honor to the Qin family. Let the refugees have a hot bite first before the business is done."
Qin Zheng said that although his Qin family was a merchant, he had no shortage of overall perspective.
Fu Cheng didn't eat any snacks, but pointed to several boxes in the house, "I won't let your help go to waste. Those grains should be considered bought by the imperial court and the Qin family."
"There won't be any silver in this box, right?"
Qin Zheng stuffed the snacks into his mouth, clapped his hands and opened one of them. The bright gold and silver jewelry almost blinded him.
"Hey! This couldn't have been found in the Zhou Mansion, right? Does the Zhou family have such a rich background?"
"...These are from Qingshan Village."
What's going on in my little cousin's head?
After all, Zhou Lesong was also an official of the imperial court. If he committed a big crime and ransacked his house, he would naturally have to transport it to the capital. Even if he was the son of the emperor, he would not dare to do so blatantly.
Qingshan Village is a bandit's den, so it's not registered and there are few records.
As the commander of the first army, Fu Cheng has done a lot of bandit suppression in order to support his soldiers over the years, and he is very familiar with this kind of thing.
"I'll have these sent to the Qin Mansion later, and I'll help uncle deal with them."
Qin Zheng nodded when he heard this. Knowing that it was ill-gotten gains, he was not polite, "I want to ask my cousin for help with something."
"What?"
"A big event happened in the Qin family a few days ago..."
In just a few words, Qin Zheng made it clear that the Qin Mansion was on fire, and specifically emphasized the result.
"Those who set the fire took advantage of the situation and committed suicide without leaving any useful clues."
Fu Cheng has been busy since he entered the city. He really didn't know that the Qin family's house was burned down. When he heard his words, his face was so gloomy that he could shed ink.
"I know, I will investigate to the end."
After seeing Qin Zheng off, he sat in front of the table in silence for a long time.
"You said before that the eldest son of the Zhou family had hoarded 50,000 shi of food?"
Song Zhi nodded, "Yes."
"Arrange a few people to check on him."
How clean can a person like this be expected to be if he can think of ways to deprive the country of its wealth?
In the territory of Lin'an Mansion, there are not many people who dare to take action against the Qin family...
"Are you sure that the Fifth Prince and Master Jiang can defeat Zhou Lexong?"
"For the fifth prince, this is a good opportunity to make Prime Minister Zhou suffer."
The implication is that no smart person will let it go.
"It can only hurt your muscles and bones?"
Cheng Xi looked up at the sky in disappointment, "From what you said, this Zhou Xiang is very powerful."
Chen Xingluo paused while reading and said nothing.
Cheng Xi also understood that the Zhou family in the capital would not fall in a short while, but Zhou Lesong must have come to an end.
But what does this have to do with them?
The small mountain village lived an ordinary rural life after the bandits from Qingshan Village left. Shen Xingluo and Cheng Xi handed over all the evidence and were completely free.
Big people have big people things to be busy with, and small people can just live their own little lives.
"I plan to rearrange the west wing and use it as a training room. What do you think?"
"How many tricks does Madam plan to teach Xingqi?"
"Of course, I promised. She has been very hardworking these days, and with the help of the genetically modified fluid, her physical condition is much better than before."
Cheng Xi's little notebook has a very detailed plan, "Internal strength must be practiced from an early age. It's a little late for Xingqi to start now, but it's never too late to learn fighting. She is also stronger than the average person, so close combat is definitely not a problem." .”
"Mrs. Hard work."
"It's good to know that I'm working hard. I'll leave the care of the potato seedlings to you."
"..."
If you just sit in the living room and watch the little girl running laps through the window all day long, even if it is hard, no one would dare to say that you are lazy that day.
Chen Xingluo was kind enough not to expose her.
Cheng Xi suddenly felt that he had taken a big advantage, and his eyes narrowed happily.
Just do what she says has always been her style of doing things.
