first-class champion

Duan Mingyu rubbed his nose helplessly, newcomer to Songzhou, where does not cost money, it is necessary to buy such a big house, not only Duan Mingyu and his wife live here, but also the Fang Rat who seeks refuge with Duan Mingyu in the twelve zodiac signs , Shangguan Xiaotu, and Ma Sanniang also live here together, and even Cheng Zhiyuan and his daughter have two rooms, ahem, it is indeed a complicated family.

Duan Mingyu said: "As soon as I said this trip to Songzhou, I was full of anger. I rushed out of Bianliang, as if I was kicked out. Zhu Wen chased and killed, Qin Zongquan chased and killed, and I was the biggest vassal power in the late Tang Dynasty. I offended you two, I really don't know how to get along in the future, and I left in a hurry, and I haven't had time to say hello to Her Royal Highness..."

"Paji..." The sound of pairs of chopsticks falling to the ground.

There is adultery, there is definitely adultery, and everyone has this look, "Ahem, what are you doing looking at this champion, eating, eating, um... this braised pork is not bad." Duan Mingyu knew she had made a slip of the tongue, and hurriedly called Haha.

"Haha, brother Duan, today you come back earlier than the old man." Cheng Zhiyuan strode forward in a vermilion official uniform with a whitebait bag on his waist. The armor shell is so heavy that this old guy is wearing a handsome official robe, not to mention, secretly holding grudges...

Cheng Junyu got up from the dinner table and took Cheng Zhiyuan's black-winged official hat.

"Come on, brother Cheng is busy with business, let's have a sip of chicken soup first to catch our breath." Duan Mingyu said courteously.

"Then I would like to thank my brother." Cheng Zhiyuan took the soup over, looking intoxicated, making others unable to hold back their appetites.

"Hehe, Brother Cheng, how is the business in your yamen? Everything is going well." Duan Mingyu mumbled, chewing on the pork ribs.

"Hey, it's still not like that. The whole yamen is in a mess, and I'm a little bit helpless." Cheng Zhiyuan couldn't help sighing, and put down his chopsticks after speaking, unable to eat a single bite.

"At the beginning, there was no one in this yamen. The old man made an open and secret visit, and finally gathered dozens of tolerances. Today, I will do this job. I haven't done anything else. Oh, tomorrow, brother You can let the commander of Luohoudu transfer the hussars under his command back to the barracks, dozens of tolerances, and they can already handle some daily affairs." Cheng Zhiyuan stroked his beard, it seems that the mood is not very beautiful, it is still like this An old fox who has been in Bianzhou for many years also felt a headache: "Tomorrow, I will post a list to calm the people, and many affairs must be handled slowly, but I have no idea where to start first!"

"Oh, although Duan is not involved in people's livelihood and government affairs, he always knows that food is the most important thing for the people here, and what the people work so hard to do is to fill their stomachs. Brother Cheng can start with the relief of the victims, and then he can help me Songzhou can preserve the power of the people, and coming here can also improve the credibility of the government." Duan Mingyu also put down his bowl and chopsticks, and expressed his own opinion: "We stole it from Bianliang...cough cough, the food and grass we brought are enough to satisfy ten thousand people The army has been stuttering for half a year, Brother Cheng might as well make some transfers to get through this hurdle!"

"Brother Dayi, thank you brother for the sake of the people of Songzhou." Cheng Zhiyuan cupped his hands, and played all the etiquette for a while, "This Songzhou is the foundation of brother Duan, and the old Cheng is just doing it for the virtuous brother. Management one or two, a deserted minister, didn't think so much about going up the ranks!"

That's right, the emperor transferred Cheng Zhiyuan away from Bianzhou, which was obviously an act of abandoning Cheng Zhiyuan to protect Zhu. Cheng Zhiyuan was not chilled. Cheng Zhiyuan has never been good at supporting soldiers and power, and he has no experience in this area, so he had to follow the court's wishes. However, this heart is no longer for Datang, but for Duan Mingyu, or the people of Songzhou.

"In the military camp, it's much easier to do things. I've already taken care of things properly. I'll deal with some government affairs with Brother Cheng tomorrow. Huang Chao may lead the war to Songzhou someday. The time is really urgent..." Duan Mingyu looked up Looking at the beams of the house, he muttered to himself.

"Oh, I said old man Cheng, eat as soon as you eat, talking about these messy things really spoils my appetite, first punish yourself three times before talking..." Yang Zhaoniang said very uncomfortable.

Cheng Zhiyuan petrified in an instant, and said with a look of horror: "Three... altar!"

"Woo... How can you be strong... Cough cough, insulting gentleness, woo... I can't drink any more, tomorrow... Tomorrow I have to go on business, oh, let's have another pot, I'm not drunk, drink, continue to drink. "Cheng Zhiyuan fell headlong on the table, and suddenly, he was unconscious.

Yang Zhaoniang clapped her little hands triumphantly: "Hmph, it's a great sin for you to make this girl feel uneasy..."

Duan Mingyu couldn't help but move her butt back: "This woman... is cruel, she is definitely not a kind person, it's better for the champion to slip away first!"

"Hey, brother Mingyu, why are you running? I didn't tell you, and I had to tell you a story, so I just ran away!" Yang Zhaoniang looked at Duan Mingyu who had fled, feeling angry.

At the top of the city of Songzhou, there was a surge of people, and many civilians were working hard to build fortifications. The city wall had to be heightened and reinforced to prevent future wars. Outside the city, several villages were also built for sentry and guarding the city. the use of.

Duan Mingyu and Cheng Zhiyuan thought hard for a long time before they came up with this kind of work-for-relief. At that time, there were many people in Songzhou City who couldn't get out of the pot, and there were also refugees and refugees. These labor forces were gathered to do some public construction, which was funded by the government. , set up a porridge shed, and provided food every day, which also solved the urgent need.

When the fortifications of the city are almost built, the people will feel at ease, and the cohesion of the entire Songzhou and its affiliated counties will be greatly strengthened.

At that time, a few more apartments for refugees to live in will be built. With the prosperity of Songzhou, these labors will gradually come in handy. As winter is approaching, Cheng Zhiyuan is also organizing some laborers to build water conservancy projects. For the project, many abandoned farmland government buildings were also distributed to some refugees who had been working for the government for a long time. For a while, the Songzhou government was well received by the people. Great results.

"Sanniang, you can still get used to everything in the military camp. Those rough people with mud legs can't do without the word "mother" in their three sentences, so don't take it to heart. The men in the army are all his mother's stinky virtues!" Duan Mingyu was dressed in bright silver armor, and his majestic appearance was quite handsome.

"Oh, Sanniang really likes this kind of straightforward man. Compared with some so-called scholars, he has less hypocrisy and hypocrisy." Ma Sanniang touched a black horse in the carriage, and said to herself,