Before confiscating the house, the medical concubine emptied the enemy's warehouse to flee fami

It turned out to be Mrs. Fu's elder brother, no wonder he was full of resentment towards him.

After all, Song Jiuyuan had just personally dealt with his brother-in-law, so he nodded slightly.

"Ah."

"My lord, Mr. Qian is a well-known wealthy businessman in Qucheng. Thanks to his brother-in-law who is a county magistrate, he usually works with the county magistrate to search for common people's wealth."

Sun Zhubo hated his teeth when he said this, if it wasn't for their nepotism, Qucheng wouldn't be in a mess.

"Ah."

Song Jiuyuan pinched the teacup with his fingertips and lightly tapped the lid, then took a sip of the tea, his sharp eyes fell directly on Master Qian.

"Master Qian, what do you want to express?"

"You can also collect donations, the prince must set an example, right?"

Master Qian stood up, and when he learned that his brother-in-law was gone, he almost went mad with anger.

But when he calmed down, he knew that as long as this bullshit prince was around, he wouldn't be as majestic as before.

So he had to unite everyone to save the prince's face, and it was best to force them out of Qucheng.

"Yes, you are a prince, and the entire Jiuzhou is your fiefdom. We believe that you will be able to solve problems for the people of Qucheng."

"That's not true. We have heard countless times of the prince's reputation in Qucheng."

"My lord, as long as you take the lead, the grass people will take out the only surplus food in the family."

"..."

What is the only remaining food, it is just to persecute Song Jiuyuan.

In this case, if Song Jiuyuan couldn't get anything out, then don't expect them to follow.

If he didn't take much, they would be perfunctory.

This clearly means putting Song Jiuyuan on the fire grill.

Qingshan and Sun Zhubo looked at Song Jiuyuan anxiously, they knew that Song Jiuyuan didn't have any food at this time.

I don't know if there is silver, but it is difficult to buy food with silver.

Master Qian clasped his hands, waiting to watch the show, while the others looked terrified, but felt a little more contemptuous in their hearts.

It seems that this prince... is not as terrifying as they imagined.

At this moment when the atmosphere was a little stiff, Song Jiuyuan slowly put down the teacup in his hand.

A familiar voice suddenly interjected, "Who said your prince wasn't prepared?"

A girl in a bright yellow dress walked in slowly, with a white gauze on her face, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes.

Those eyes seemed to be able to speak, and she walked up to Song Jiuyuan in a few steps.

"My lord, look at you, how can you be so calm and let others slander you."

Jiang Wan clapped her hands lightly, and a group of people walked in from outside the courtyard.

The leader was Qiuniang, Jiang Wan's personal maid, followed by a group of men, each of whom was pushing a cart.

And on the cart, there are sacks of grain! ! ! !

It's farther away, and they don't know what food it is for the time being, but... it must be something edible!

The eyes of everyone standing in the room widened in disbelief, Master Qian even rubbed his own eyes vigorously, he was afraid he was dreaming!

The expressions of the others were the same, even Sun Zhubo was shocked in place.

Jiang Wanyan said with a smile on Yanyan: "Before entering the city, the prince already knew the situation in Qucheng, and sent people to buy supplies.

What you see is only a small part, these are grains, and some cotton clothes are outside.

Calculated, the prince donated [-] dan of grain ([-] jin per tan) and [-] pieces of cotton clothes. Do you still think it is too little? "

When Jiang Wan said this, she looked into Song Jiuyuan's eyes, the surprise in his eyes flashed past, and his expression soon became tense.

Only the fingertips hanging by his side trembled slightly, indicating that he was not in a calm mood at the moment.

Jiang Wan raised the corners of her mouth amusedly, there are so many things in the space, she just used a small part to do good deeds.

You must know that because of this, she didn't sleep in the middle of the night last night, she looked for the yard to store it all night, and asked Lu Shui to look at it early in the morning, working all night.

The rich merchants who heard this finally came to their senses. Naturally, they couldn't make things difficult for so much food.

Sun Zhubo echoed loudly, "No, no, no, no, no, no, I thank the lord on behalf of the people of Qucheng!"

He knelt on the ground and kowtowed, not pretending, but sincerely thanking Song Jiuyuan.

After kowtowing, he took out his pen and ink, solemnly wrote down the supplies donated by Song Jiuyuan, and said:

"My lord is benevolent, we naturally have to follow in the footsteps of my lord. I am willing to donate five dans of grain and 200 taels of silver."

Sun Zhubo started, and everyone else looked at Master Qian.

He is the biggest wealthy businessman in Qucheng, and others are more or less afraid of him.

But at this moment, he felt a glow on his back, and he pulled his lips.

"My lord is benevolent and righteous, the grassroots are no match for my lord, my family property..."

"My lord!"

Master Qian's words were interrupted, only to see Song Yi hurried back, he wiped his sweat and said:

"Everyone has been arranged. It's in the Fulu Inn. The place is good, but it's expensive..."

"My lord!"

Master Qian raised his voice and said with some horror: "Is your friend staying at the Fulu Inn?

Fate, the Fulu Inn was opened by Caomin, and your friend is Caomin's friend, how can you collect money?

Turn around and talk to the people below, let them waive your friend's room fee. "

"That's what you said!"

Song Yi was afraid that he would go back on his word, so he immediately opened his mouth excitedly. Master Qian didn't know that Song Yi brought back not just one or two people.

It was a group of people, he said with a smile: "Of course, Caomin will do what they say.

In addition... Caomin also donated [-] tans of grain, white cotton clothes, and a thousand taels of silver. "

He broke out in a cold sweat from fright, and even wondered if Song Jiuyuan had planned it beforehand, knowing that the Fulu Inn belonged to him.

This was to beat him on purpose. Although brother-in-law is very important, in Master Qian's heart right now, his family's life has to be number one.

"Master Qian is open and bright."

Sun Zhu Bo happily wrote it down, and then looked at the wealthy businessmen on the side.

"How much do you plan to donate? It can't be less than what I, Zhima official, donated?"

These people used to be the lackeys of Fu Zhixian and Master Qian, and they often made things worse for Master Sun.

At this moment, everyone was blushing at Sun Zhubo's words, but they couldn't refute in front of Song Jiuyuan.

I can only write down my name reluctantly one by one.

"Ink Painting and Calligraphy Store, ten dans of food, and one thousand taels of silver."

"..."

A dozen or twenty people recorded their names and left in a hurry.

Master Sun smiled so thinly that he could not see his teeth but saw his eyes, "I have written it all down, all the nobles forget things too much.

Please bother to send the things to the county government earlier, and the porridge will start in the afternoon! "

"Don't worry, I won't forget!"

Master Qian vomited blood angrily. He dared to show embarrassment to Master Sun, but he didn't dare to be cold-hearted to Song Jiuyuan.

After everyone left one after another, Song Jiuyuan said to Sun Zhubo:

"Remember to post a list of the donations, so that the people will remember their good deeds."

"Yes, my lord!"

Sun Zhu Bo Deling, holding the small notebook happily, continued to visit the door to find other people to donate.

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