Wife Kim An

Chapter 72

"Who is it?" Qing Shi'en raised his voice, his face full of disbelief and pain.

"You don't need to know!" Shen Junyi said forcefully.

"Who is it?!" Qing Shien closed his eyes and thought about it, and suddenly realized, "The Song family is the only one who has come to Nianchuan recently. I heard that Miss Song's husband, Mrs. Shen, is proficient in business. Could it be you!"

Her junior brother was not good at lying, so his silence was tacit consent in Qing Shi'en's eyes.

"Song Xiao is actually your wife master!" Qing Shien gritted her teeth and said jealously.

"Yes." Hearing these words, a strange emotion spread in Shen Junyi's heart.

"You disappeared suddenly two years ago just to marry her? Jun Yi, didn't you say you wanted revenge! Could it be..."

Qing Shien suddenly realized: "Are you using her? Using the Song family?"

Looking at Shen Junyi's indifferent expression, she felt a little flustered in her heart for some reason.

Qing Shien tightly grabbed Shen Junyi's shoulders, and shook it a bit: "Song Xiao is just a tool for your revenge, you didn't like her! Junyi, you answer me, don't you!"

Shen Junyi avoided her gaze, his constant silence made Qing Shien more and more disappointed, and his mood reached the bottom.

Shen Junyi said lightly: "Yes." For some reason, when he said yes, his heart ached, and Song Xiao's gentle smile flashed in his mind, and it seemed that she could still hear her murmuring with his own name.

——Junyi, Junyi...

A sound echoed in his heart non-stop.

Seeing Shen Junyi's admission, Qing Shi'en's eyes lit up, and a gleam of hope was instantly ignited.

Although the younger brother didn't accept himself, he didn't like others either.

She suddenly faltered: "Then did you share the same room? Did Song Xiao touch you!?" She asked nervously, with murderous intent deep in her eyes.

Shen Junyi just wanted to say yes, but Qing Shien suddenly laughed heartily: "I'm such an idiot, the Shougong sand in your hand hasn't disappeared, how could you have intercourse!"

Shen Junyi frowned, very unhappy, and said coldly: "Didn't I tell you to close your eyes!"

"Jun Yi!" Qing Shi'en hugged Shen Junyi tightly in his arms, and whispered in his ear, "It's great to see you again. It doesn't matter if you don't accept me now, if you can take revenge, I will take you Escape from Song's house, let's transport Gao Fei away. Don't you want to see the outside world... Don't you hate this Dong Mu... We walked far away... We..."

"Senior Sister." Regardless of the injuries on his body, Shen Junyi forcibly broke free from Qing Shien's embrace. With a cold face, he said coldly, "Revenge is my business alone, you are not allowed to interfere! And..."

He lowered his eyelids, and said calmly, "I'm already married. Next time if you do this again, don't blame me for attacking you regardless of family friendship!" He placed the sword on her neck, and there was a trace of coldness in his words. Killing intent.

Qing Shien was taken aback, and coaxed: "Okay, okay, Junyi, I won't touch you, the wound on your body is open, please rest and recuperate quickly..."

It's really scary for the younger brother to turn his face, she suddenly misses the younger brother who was weak, very cute, and very easy to bully when she was young...

However, no matter how the younger brother becomes, she still likes him, and what she wants is him—to smile again, to be happy again.

Song Xiao got lost and stomped on the spot irritably.It's all because she was in a daze just now and lost her way after chasing someone!
There are a total of four courtyards three hundred miles outside the city, and each courtyard has at least dozens of rooms. At noon, the refugees all came out to wait for food, either besieging the road or going against her.How easy it is to find someone to talk to!

"When I escaped, the torrential rain had already flooded eight villages... In a few days, the Luoshui River will burst its embankment..."

A loud voice caught Song Xiao's attention. She raised her eyes and saw a few poorly dressed women sitting in the courtyard, chattering away.

Song Xiao stepped forward and said in a hurry: "Eight villages! It's only been a few days, how so fast! Didn't the county magistrate rebuild the dam two months ago!"

The courtyard was bustling with refugees. Song Xiao was dressed in clean clothes and walked among them, attracting everyone's attention.

"Reconstruction?" Another woman sneered, "My village is near the Luoshui River. I saw with my own eyes that those people only repaired it, but claimed to rebuild it. The old dam probably won't stop it. This flood!"

Song Xiaogang wanted to ask something, but someone said anxiously: "It's time to eat! Hurry up and grab it, or it will be gone if it's late!"

Song Xiao was crowded to the place where the rice was served. To be precise, it was not rice, but porridge.Song Xiao has never seen such thin and thin porridge at his age.

One person serves the porridge, while the other scribbles and draws on the notebook, remembering things.

"What's your name, where do you live, and how many acres of land do you have?"

"The villain, Liu An, lives in Liujia Village, Wubaili, Yizhou, and has four acres of land."

"Is the title deed here? Take it out and have a look?"

"In... my lord, this is..."

"Stop talking nonsense, this is registration. Tomorrow morning, report in the lobby and go to the back mountain to farm. You live in room No. 15 of the second courtyard." The other party said impatiently, "Next."

Song Xiao looked over, Liu An was holding a big bowl of soup, dozens of grains of rice mixed with some wild vegetables.

She frowned, but the other party was very happy and ate hungrily.

Song Xiao looked at the white porridge with a few dirty leaves floating around, and was very skeptical, would it really not cause diarrhea if he ate it like this?
"Qin Yan, a villain, has a young son in his family, and his wife was washed away by the flood, so far there is no news..." The man choked up and said, "There is no land deed in the house, and the wife opened a small shop, and now the flood has swept away everything. "

"No. 60 room in the fourth courtyard, the next one."

What he held in his hand was a bowl of white soup with a few weeds on it.

"Young son is young, and he is in the stage of growing up, can you please sir..." The man knelt down and begged pitifully.

"What are you talking about, do you know that the grain and grass stored in the government office are given priority! The price of grain is so expensive now! It's already 20 taels of silver! Do you know what the price is! Your wife may not be able to earn 20 taels a year. Two! Now, you are penniless, living and living for free! Hurry up and leave!"

The officer pushed the man hard, the man tilted his body, and the bowl in his hand fell to the ground and shattered!

"Ah... porridge... porridge..." The man panicked and wanted to pick up the few remaining grains of rice in the porridge, but the more nervous he was, the easier it was to make mistakes, and his hand was severely scratched.The color of blood is dyed in the white soup...

He and his son hadn't eaten for two days, and now the only thing they ate was knocked over by himself...

"Dad...Dad..." The little boy stood beside the man, looked at the man's bleeding hands, and burst into tears.

"What a noise! ​​Unlucky!" The officer spat and cursed, "Go cry somewhere else! Don't block here!"

"Next!" The officer stared blankly at Song Xiaoyin's cold eyes and said, "What's your name, where do you live, and how many acres of land do you have?"

Song Xiao slammed some broken silver on the table with a bang, and said coldly, "Refill two bowls for them, and fill me with more rice!"

The official picked up the silver and weighed it, and quickly put on a smile and said: "Yes, yes, yes... all according to the young lady's orders..."

Afterwards, she flattered her and said, "Miss, what else do you want, just ask?"

"I want to meet you magistrates!"

"This..." The official was in a dilemma, he hesitated, "Your Excellency is talking with Young Master Yi..."

Young Master Yi?
Song Xiao's eyes turned cold, and he said coldly: "Song Xiao has something important to report, please pass it on to the official messenger!"

With a "snap", she put some broken silver on the table.

"Yes, I'll pass it on right now!" The officer put the silver in his arms with a smile on his face, and said to Song Xiao, "Miss Song, wait a moment."

"Young master, I have some ointment for you." Song Xiao took out a white jade bottle from his arms and handed it to the man. When the man saw such a transparent porcelain bottle, he shook his head in fear, "Thank you, lady, it's just me My hands are very dirty, I'm afraid I'll stain the lady's medicine. This little injury is fine..."

Song Xiao dipped some ointment and applied it firmly on the man's hands: "You are eating poorly now, your body's resistance is poor, and your wound healing ability is also poor. Don't underestimate small injuries, if they cause infection, you will suffer a lot! "

"Miss is a doctor?" the man admired a little.

"That's it."

Song Xiao's stomach rumbled untimely.She suddenly thought that it was already noon, but she didn't even eat breakfast.

"This sister, here it is."

Song Xiao looked at the bowl in front of him, half of Bai Huahua's soup had been drunk, but the rice grains didn't seem to be missing much.

She looked up and saw the boy's round eyes staring at her, then looked at the bowl in her hand, swallowed, and pushed it out: "This sister, Xiao Liang didn't eat the porridge, but drank it. A little soup..."

His eyes still showed reluctance, Song Xiao suddenly felt a little guilty.Although the Lin family raised prices, the Song family was rich and food was not a problem at all. Although they ate less than before, they still had three meals and were full.

"No, Xiaoliang can drink it by himself. Xiaoliang is a child now, so he should eat more to grow his body."

He was only four or five years old, and he drank porridge greedily without crying or fussing.His mother died, his home was destroyed, and his father left him penniless.

"The porridge has been delivered, hurry up tomorrow!"

"Ah, it's gone!"

"I've been hungry for two days!"

"I've been hungry for three days!"

Song Xiaowen looked at the prestige, the noisy place, the line is still so long, there is no end in sight.

In just a few days, the number of refugees has increased to several thousand?

After waiting for a stick of incense, the official from just now hurried over: "Miss Song, the county magistrate is here to invite you."

When Song Xiao left, he vaguely heard a woman's voice coming from the porridge place.

"My lord, I don't think it's fair to share porridge on a first-come-first-served basis! Look at those old people, children, and the weak and sick. It seems that they can't survive natural disasters. Why waste food for them! If you want to share, give the food to the strong! Now Food is so scarce, we can dig fields. There are so many refugees, there are not enough yards, we can build houses..."

Song Xiao frowned, and the official urged urgently in his ear: "Miss Song, hurry up!"

The county magistrate was in the courtyard, which was beyond Song Xiao's expectation.She straightened her clothes, opened the door and entered.

"Song Xiao, I greet the county magistrate."

Song Xiao looked up, but saw Lin Yi sitting on the right side of the room, looking at him with a smile.

Lin Yi greeted her awkwardly: "Miss Song, won't you say hello to me?"

"Mr. Lin, don't come here without any problems." Song Xiaopi said with a smile.

"I'm fine, but Miss Song, your complexion is not good..."

Song Xiao ignored him and looked at the magistrate on the high seat.The county magistrate is now in his early forties, and has been the county magistrate of Nianchuan for ten years, and even took charge of Yizhou five years ago.

There are frequent floods in Yizhou, and the county magistrate is in charge of the two places, which is really negligent and delays the disaster.

Song Xiao didn't understand, since that was the case, why didn't the empress re-promote a county magistrate of Yizhou to manage Yizhou alone...

"My lord, just now the grass people heard that the flood has flooded eight surrounding villages. According to the grass people, it is not impossible for the Luoshui River to burst its embankment and submerge Yizhou. Please pay attention to it, my lord."

"My official has sent people to repair the dam, and the people from the Xing family reported that the dam is strong and will not break. They have been doing this for generations, and they will never make a mistake."

Seeing that the magistrate was so sure, Song Xiaokuan made up his mind, and said again: "Sir, when Song came here today, he found that the refugees ate very little rice, and after the big pot was distributed, there were still many people behind who hadn't got the food, but what they got It is inappropriate for people to be divided into three, six, and nine grades. The grassroots hope that adults will order people to cook more porridge so that everyone is equal."

"Miss Song." The county magistrate's expression became serious, "the food and grass stored in the city are limited. I don't know how long the famine will last. I think that if a large amount of porridge is cooked at this time, a large number of people may starve to death..."

"My lord! What about the Lin family? The Lin family has stored so much food, and your lord is willing to help the people, so why not buy it back for disaster relief!" Song Xiao gave Lin Yi, who was listening to the show, a hard look.

The magistrate heard the words and said with emotion: "The price of grain has been raised to 20 taels a catty. Miss Song, I really can't do anything about this price. Two months ago, I have already spent a lot of money to relieve the disaster. Now, the yamen is empty. There's nothing I can do..."

"Adults also know that 20 taels a catty is a sky-high price, which is more than a hundred times higher than before! Why not suppress the occurrence of high prices so that the common people can afford food..."

Lin Yi, who had been on the sidelines, suddenly raised his eyebrows, and interjected: "Miss Song's words are wrong. Who told you that the Lin family has too much food? Now in Nianchuan, the Lin family is only half a warehouse, just a few dozen bags of food. Wanting to raise the price, originally it was ten taels of silver, Gao's family in Xiangbei wanted to buy ten bags, and Li's family in Xiangnan also wanted to buy ten bags to keep them through the disaster. At least the Lin family said that there were hundreds of people, and they had to keep food for themselves. Naturally, the one with the highest price wins. In the end, the Li family paid 20 taels a catty, and they were willing to raise the price. No wonder I..."

It wasn't his fault that Lin Yi took one bite at a time. Song Xiao couldn't help itching his teeth: "You obviously have food, but you refuse to rescue the disaster, and you still pretend to be garlic!"

Lin Yi said aggrievedly: "What expression does Miss Song have? The Lin family is naturally willing to provide disaster relief and concentrate the food in Yizhou."

Why are you willing to provide disaster relief? You obviously want to sell it at a higher price! "

"Miss Song, the Lin family has indeed contributed to Yizhou. I need to discuss it with Young Master Yi in detail. If Miss Song is fine..."

The magistrate was so clear about driving people away, Song Xiao only knew that he was going to leave.

(End of this chapter)