Ah Zong went out to prepare as Erye Feng ordered.

This is a matter of Huitong's face.

Just imagine, the Tuhuanghuitong account has been so close to Fuchunju, if the Huitong account doesn't have anything, how can it be messed up on the road?

Second Master Feng walked to the desk, studied ink and picked up a brush, writing a letter in a hurry.

Between the lines, there is nothing more than tension.

The headquarters of the Huitong is not in Dongliao Town, but Tongzhou, which is nearly [-] kilometers away from Dongliao. This time, due to the snowstorm, Dongliao Town was severely damaged, so Erye Feng settled down in Dongliao Town.

Unexpectedly, fortunately he came, otherwise, Tongzhou might not know until Fuchunju gradually erodes Huitong's land in Dongliao Town.

After writing the letter, Feng Er summoned his confidants, "Remember, this letter must be handed over to the uncle!"

The man nodded and left with the letter.

……

In the early morning of the third day when Shen Xian and others arrived in Dongliao Town, people from the inner three floors and the outer three floors surrounded Fuchunju.

There is a pile of white flowers in the middle, and the boxes are opened one by one!

The sun was very good that day, and the bright sunlight shone on the silver, exuding a holy light, as if from that moment on, the silver was no longer silver, but a holy object.

In fact, the common people knew in their hearts that these corrupt officials were greedy for money, but they didn't expect Shen Xian to be so domineering, telling them to spit it out, and actually spit it out.

"So much silver..."

"The imperial envoy is really the master of Qingtian..."

"Isn't it? I heard that Shen Qin is well-versed in both civil and military affairs, and he's still the number one scholar!"

The common people are chattering, now that the money is in front of them, they are looking forward to some specific benefits that the money can bring to everyone.

For example, there is a warm room, there is a thick cotton jacket, and the food is hot.

Their wishes are so humble.

Shen Xian walked out with Ye Qingmei, and was taken aback when he saw Yin Zi.

It was only then that Ye Qingmei realized that Shen Xian's move was brilliant, if he insisted that everyone collect the 20 taels before yesterday evening, it would be tantamount to forcing people to rebel!

One night's buffer is enough for everyone to think clearly whether money is more important or life is more important.

No, the answer has come out!

Life is important.

Money can be earned again, but if life is gone, no amount of money is useless!

"Master Shen, there are a total of 20 taels of snow silver here, do you want to send someone to count it?"

As soon as Bai Zhifu returned home yesterday, he received a letter from the palace. When he opened it, his face turned pale!

It was Baibi who came to beat me.

The meaning of Baibi is naturally the meaning of the Holy Majesty.

The prefect Bai thought about it deeply, and the things that were found at the Jinyiwei were naturally presented to the Holy Majesty for a point, and the actions of the imperial envoy Shen must have been approved by the Holy Majesty.

Prefect Bai knew in his heart that this was the Holy Majesty trying to save Concubine Bai!

If not, the one who lost his head yesterday was himself, not Jiao Zhubo!

Prefect Bai belatedly touched the back of his neck, it was cold, and he felt even more uneasy, and even urgently raised money.

In the past, I always felt that it was a good thing that there were more women in the family. It would be a good thing to talk about it.

Usually, when asking for money, no one would want to take less, but now they are pushing back and forth when asking for some money. Suddenly, I still feel that the yellow-faced woman at home is pretty good.

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