Feng Gouqing, after abandoning, walk alone in the world

Chapter 206
In just two days, more than 2 disaster victims poured in from Mentong County. The county magistrate was full of anxiety, but the master did the calculations several times and determined that no matter how restrained the surplus food in the yamen was, it would only be enough for these disaster victims. They ate for a month and a half, on the premise that there would be no flood victims.

At this time, the magistrate of the county loves and hates Wanyan Lei. What he loves is that he took away many families in Mentong County and saved him a lot of rations. What he hates is that Wanyan Lei also takes away when he leaves. There is a lot of grain, and the master even opened the granary once, otherwise there would be at least twice as much grain in the yamen. Apart from grain seeds, these victims could barely survive until the autumn harvest on wild vegetables.

The magistrate of the county didn't dare to trust him, so he reported the news to Wan Yanlin immediately. No matter who sat on the dragon chair at the end, he could keep the people alive after opening the warehouse and releasing the grain. His black hat was taken off. It doesn't matter.

"There's not enough food, what do you plan to do?" Wan Yanlin asked slowly after listening to the county magistrate's report.

The county magistrate suddenly felt dizzy, and three pairs of eyes shot at him. If he answered wrongly, he might be in big trouble now.

"Back to the Seventh Prince, the lower official is just a poor county magistrate with no background. Now it has been ordered that no matter the master or servant in the mansion, eat with the people outside the county office. It is good to save a little food. In addition, the lower official has already Order someone to post a post, and invite the wealthy gentry in Mentong County to come to the county government office to discuss whether we can raise some food." The county magistrate looked constipated with worry, showing a bit of success or success Feeling tragic, he said in a harsh voice: "My wife is checking the accounts at home, and intends to do her best to compensate merchants who are willing to donate food. This is the only way I can do this due to my limited ability. Please forgive me, Seventh Prince."

"I'm interested." Wan Yanlin nodded, he was quite satisfied with the county magistrate's arrangement. He had investigated the county magistrate's background before, but there was indeed no way to ask for help.

Su Mianyue chuckled, put out a brocade box and put it on the table, and said to the magistrate: "The county magistrate works hard for the people, he is a model for all officials. These silver tickets are rewarded by the Seventh Prince, as long as the magistrate If you can do your best for the imperial court, you will be promoted soon."

The county magistrate's eyes lit up. A petty official who doesn't want to be promoted is definitely not a good official.

But thinking of Wan Yanlin's embarrassing status right now, he couldn't help feeling bitter.

He is really unlucky in his life. A small Mentong County has already received two princes, and they both want to become emperors on their own. He doesn't know how long his head can be kept around his neck.

"Thank you for the kindness of the Seventh Prince. I will definitely use these banknotes wisely, and will never let down the kindness of the Seventh Prince." Thickness, and denomination after completely dumbfounded.

There are at least 10 taels of silver bills in such a thick stack. How rich is this Seventh Prince?
Thinking that the county magistrate was greedy for money, Han Zezhong coughed in displeasure, reminding the magistrate not to lose his manners.

"Hey, if the fourth prince can be so rich, maybe there is no need to leave Mentong County." Thinking of Wanyan Lei's occupation of this place, although he did not disturb the people, he still took filial money from officials and gentry like them. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so poor.

The magistrate's expression made Han Zezhong's face look ugly, and he scolded: "Are these words what a courtier should say?"

Although Wanyan Lei is self-proclaimed emperor, but he is of the royal blood after all, and Wanyan Lei has not done anything harmful to the country, so he cannot be called a traitor, but Han Zezhong doesn't know how to call him a more appropriate title.

Raising his eyebrows, Wan Yanlin gave Su Mianyue a wink, and Su Mianyue took out two 500 taels of silver bills and handed them to the magistrate, and said softly: "The county magistrate has a passionate heart to love the people Of course it is a good thing, the banknote just now was used by the Seventh Prince to buy food, and the 1000 taels will be given to the County Magistrate, and the County Magistrate should just keep it for his own use, otherwise His Highness the Seventh Prince will definitely feel uneasy."

Compared with 1000 taels, 10 taels is pitifully small, but the annual salary of a county magistrate is only more than 100 taels, and these 1000 taels of silver are definitely not rare.

"Thank you, His Royal Highness Seventh Prince, for your kindness." After receiving the bank note, the magistrate hurriedly saluted Wan Yanlin.

"Go and do your work, my prince is waiting for the good news." He waved his hand to let the magistrate retreat, and after they had left, Wan Yanlin looked at Su Mianyue and asked with some concern, "When will the food and grass be delivered?"

Although Wan Yanlin had been prepared for a long time, he didn't plan to take out the food and grass at this time, so he used Su Mianyue as a cover to let her come forward to get the credit, otherwise he might lose the hearts of the people.

"It will take half a month at the earliest." Su Mianyue said calmly, half a month is already a fast delivery of food, otherwise a month is also possible.

"Miss Su is in Hengyuan Country, and there is a grain farm?" Han Zezhong asked in surprise. Even with his contacts, he couldn't guarantee that he could collect enough food for the people of a county in half a month, not to mention that Mentong County was still coming here. disaster victims.

Glancing at Han Zezhong faintly, Su Mianyue said with a light smile, "What else does Mr. Han want to ask? It's better to ask all at once. I'm not a very good-natured person, and I hate people who are suspicious. Generally, there will be no one who makes me angry. Good luck."

When Wan Yanlin asked, Su Mianyue understood what he meant. Since Wan Yanlin wanted to sing a bad face, then she could only sing a bad face. She doesn't mind taking Han Zezhong as a knife, lest there will be more in the future. people.

Han Zezhong choked, and his old face instantly turned red. There was indeed something wrong with what he said just now. This was the aftereffect of being in the political circle for a long time, but Su Mianyue's ruthless words really made people irritated.

"Miss Su, don't get angry. Although the old man is not in court, as a citizen of Hengyuan Kingdom, he must care about people's livelihood and things that may be detrimental to the country. I hope Miss Su will forgive me." Han Zezhong sullenly said nothing. I mean to apologize.

Wan Yanlin's face was slightly cold, and then he smiled again, and slowly held up the teacup to cover the sneer at the corner of his lips.

"There is no grain farm, but it just bought some land, and usually there is no shortage of money, so the harvested grain has never been sold except for paying taxes. Is this explanation satisfactory to Mr. Han?" Su Mianyue said in a calm tone. Playing with the two orbs in his hand, he slapped them on the table with his backhand. His voice suddenly became cold and said, "Not only do I have land and food, but also shops and manpower. If Mr. Han wants to find out about me, just do it. Look at me. Let's see if I have any evil intentions."

After finishing speaking, Su Mianyue walked away, leaving the room full of cold air.

Han Zezhong kept his eyes on the table, and saw that the two orbs were completely embedded in the table, which showed Su Mianyue's high internal strength and anger.

Thinking that Su Mianyue might use him as a table if he disagreed with him, Han Zezhong felt a chill down his back.

Along the way, he often looked at Su Mianyue with scrutiny, and showed his dislike for Su Mianyue from time to time, which made Su Mianyue hold back until now, is it his personality charm?
"Mr. Han, Lin once said, please don't probe Mianyue's bottom line, Mr. Han doesn't seem to take Lin's reminder to heart." Putting down the teacup, Wan Yanlin spoke in a low voice. One senses the displeasure in his heart.

Not daring to make a big deal in front of the future king, Han Zezhong hurriedly got up and cupped his hands and said, "I'm old and rude, please forgive me, Your Highness."

Although Han Zezhong was a little scared, he did not regret his actions. Since he chose to support Wan Yanlin, he would naturally stand firmly by his side and remove all obstacles for him.

"This kind of thing is not an example." Standing up and sweeping the crease-free skirt with his left hand, Wan Yanlin said softly: "There is only one Su Mianyue in this world, and her existence is irreplaceable in my heart, Mr. Han Just look at it with your heart, and you will know that such a woman deserves enough respect and love from any man."

"Yes." Although Han Zezhong didn't believe it completely, he couldn't refute it, but he had some calculations in his heart.

(End of this chapter)