Reborn to choose a husband, I will lead the deposed prince to seize my ex-husband’s kingdom

Xu Mingqing stood at the material exchange place in the East District and pulled Wang Yuluo to ask about Xu Mingyue's condition. It was not until she confirmed that Xu Mingyue's condition was under control that she calmed down and got on the carriage again.

Leaning against the wall of the carriage, Xu Mingqing looked through the account details handed over by Huba.

Lao Liu waved his whip to drive the carriage, while Huba held a sword in one hand and looked at the passing crowd cautiously.

Lao Liu frequently looked at Huba with puzzled eyes.

He didn't understand why this personal guard, who had never held a sword in front of the people, was so defensive today.

The ledger was closed, Xu Mingqing opened the car door and asked, "Huba, who gave this ledger to you?"

"I don't know." Huba turned around from the front room of the carriage and said:

"I delivered it to my subordinate's bedroom the day before yesterday. I have carefully verified it in the past two days according to your request. The actual cost of disaster relief is at least 300,000 taels of snowflake silver compared with the amount allocated by the court."

These words caught Lao Liu's ears, and the hand holding the reins accidentally lost strength, causing the carriage to jolt.

If Huba hadn't reacted quickly, Xu Mingqing might have been thrown out of the carriage.

Old Liu stopped the carriage abruptly, turned around and kowtowed to Xu Mingqing, his eyes sparkling with worry.

Xu Mingqing looked down at the bumpy road, then looked up at the ruins of houses on both sides of the road, her cold brows filled with sadness and indignation.

"Alas." A rare sigh came from Xu Mingqing's breath: "Old Liu, I don't blame you. The road is uneven. Keep driving."

When Old Liu heard this, he kowtowed three times before driving the carriage again.

Xu Mingqing looked at the numbers on the last page of the account book again and pursed her lips: "The people along Deshui are short of these 300,000 taels of silver. How can they build new homes?"

"Who says it's not the case?" Huba echoed: "I remember that the purchase of supplies with money was all handled by Lord Sun."

"Presumptuous." Xu Mingqing scolded with a stern voice: "Master Sun is a top official. How can you say this without proof?"

Huba, who is usually taciturn, did not stop talking. Instead, he cited evidence: "Master, isn't the purchase of materials at three times the market price evidence?"

After finishing his slightly rhetorical question, Huba hurriedly knelt down in the front room and admitted his mistake: "Master, I am also from a poor background. Seeing such corruption, I overstepped my bounds for a moment. Please punish me, Master."

Raising his hand, Xu Mingqing hesitated for a long time after Huba sat firmly again, and then said: "Old Liu, go to the inn. Since I am the commander-in-chief of this disaster relief, I cannot allow anyone in Deshui to be displaced."

The carriage immediately turned around, and Xu Mingqing sat on the carriage, her eyes closed calmly, without any emotion.

Xu Mingqing has seen a lot of corruption like this in recent years.

This time it was just a little more silver.

With Sun Yicheng, a man who only cares about making money, it is actually quite convenient for Xu Mingqing to do things in Nanjun.

Therefore, Xu Mingqing had no intention to deal with Sun Yicheng now.

As for the reconstruction of Deshui, Xu Mingqing naturally had other ways to solve it.

But Sun Yicheng should never have put that thought in Xu Mingyue's head.

If Sun Yicheng refuses to walk on this road to heaven and insists on kicking in the door of hell, Xu Mingqing will attack the Nanjun Sheriff today.

When Xie Chongan returns to the capital in the coming day, he will know all the truth and remember clearly who there are in this world who can never be moved.

The carriage stopped at the inn, the blue dusk on the horizon was about to recede, and a few rays of gorgeous sunset that refused to dissipate still fell on the skyline.

It was getting dark late in the summer. At this time, Sun Yicheng had already accompanied Xie Chongan to finish dinner and returned to the main room, hugging each other and enjoying the bliss of the world.

As long as he thought about the money bag that had become round again, Sun Yicheng couldn't suppress the joy between his eyebrows.

Natural disasters like these are a matter of life and death for the vast majority of victims in the affected areas.

But for him, the head of the county, it was a God-given opportunity to make money.

Xie Chongan took the bulk of nearly 300,000 taels of silver, some of which was spent on various favors. Now Sun Yicheng still has 100,000 taels in his hands.

Now spring has just passed, and the profit from the private sale of salt and iron last year was nearly one hundred thousand taels. Naturally, these money have to be spent wisely.

When he leaves Deshui, he should marry a few more young and beautiful concubines so that his Sun family can flourish.

His wandering thoughts were brought back by the knocking on the door. Looking at Xu Mingqing standing at the door, Sun Yicheng nodded slightly, and Xu Mingqing stepped into the house.

The curvature of the corners of his mouth was once respectful, Xu Mingqing slightly cupped his hands, and the ledger was clearly displayed in front of Sun Yicheng's eyes.

"I have met Mr. Sun before, but have you disturbed Mr. Sun?"

Seeing Xu Mingqing fighting like this, Sun Jicheng knew that he was here to cause trouble.

Most of the joy between his brows disappeared, and Sun Yicheng pushed the concubine out of his arms: "Everyone, step back and close the door. No one is allowed to come near."

There were only two people left in the room, so Xu Mingqing put the account book in front of Sun Yicheng without further delay.

"Master Sun, Xiaguan is here in Deshui preparing for post-disaster reconstruction, but you don't care about Xiaguan's life or death at all, and you have emptied Xiaguan's money."

"If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't get any money out today, I wouldn't have known that the hole in the middle was so big."

"You can give me some advice, how should we go about rebuilding?"

Sun Yicheng pressed the account book with one hand and was not in a hurry to open it. He skillfully reminded Xu Mingqing:

"Ming Qing, you are a junior, and you have managed things well in Nanjun these years. Now that you are about to be promoted, you must not take the wrong path."

Xu Mingqing sat down on his own and looked like he had smashed a jar: "Originally, the official should not have brought the account book, but now that the three hundred thousand taels of silver are in short supply, the official can't even take out his head. "

"Deshui first experienced floods and then a plague. With the popular feeling in the city, if the disaster area is not rebuilt well and someone files a complaint, the commander-in-chief, Xiaguan, will also take his life to punish the people of Deshui. explain."

"Since death is inevitable anyway, I can only bite the bullet and come to Master Sun to ask for this way of life."

"Three hundred thousand taels? Mr. Xu has such a big tone."

Sun Yicheng also rose up step by step from Qipin County Magistrate.

No one usually cares about post-disaster reconstruction like this. At most, they just build a few houses randomly and give a little money to the homeless.

Fifty thousand taels is enough, how could we need 300,000 taels?

"De Shui is Xiaguan's political achievement project this year. Xiaguan's sister-in-law will return to Beijing this year. As the elder brother, I will naturally return to Beijing to take up a post to support her."

"To restore this virtue water to its original state, three hundred thousand taels of silver is still a small amount."

How can there be any reason to spit out the fat that is eaten into the stomach?

Sun Yicheng glared at Xu Mingqing angrily, hoping that he would just give up.