Chapter 209 You Deserve the Best Man in the World

"No, what I want to say is that you deserve the best man in the world!"

Qiu Niang lowered her head and said, "Just now I was too nosy. If you don't like the prince, I will never mention it again."

"Qiu Niang."

Jiang Wan laughed dumbly, "I don't want to think about these things for now. You just need to follow the prince's instructions to "discipline" those beauties."

Song Jiuyuan was not a man obsessed with beauty, so County Magistrate Fu was destined to make a wrong move.

At this time, Song Yi was reporting the actions of County Magistrate Fu after the county magistrate returned.

"Your Highness, after the county magistrate returned, Lord Fu wrote a letter and sent it to the city overnight, but it was intercepted by my subordinates."

Song Yi was holding a carrier pigeon in his hand, and at the same time he took the letter off it and handed it to Song Jiuyuan.

Song Jiuyuan took it, glanced at it, then closed it, picked up the pen and wrote a letter.

"Send it to the capital."

If you look closely, you will find that the handwriting of this letter written by Song Jiuyuan is exactly the same as the previous one.

Song Yi tied the letter to the pigeon's leg calmly. Just as he was about to leave, Song Jiuyuan suddenly said:

"Go to the backyard and take a look at the women sent by Magistrate Fu. Don't let them have it too easy."

"Yes, Master."

After a little thought, Song Yi guessed what his master was thinking, and tactfully retreated with the carrier pigeon in his arms.

Song Jiuyuan looked at the letter in front of him with heavy eyes. It seemed that he was really tired of living!

The next morning, Song Jiuyuan found another opportunity to be alone with Jiang Wan.

"Wan Wan, what I said to Magistrate Fu yesterday was not a joke. Do you have any medicine that can make a person appear to have died suddenly?"

"Yes, I have."

Jiang Wan didn't ask any more questions. She just walked into the room, took out a jade bottle from the space and threw it to him.

He just said: "There is one request, you cannot use it to hurt innocent people."

Otherwise she would feel uneasy, after all, she made the medicine for self-protection.

"Okay, I promise."

Song Jiuyuan nodded vigorously. He had already found out what County Magistrate Fu had done last night and he knew that he was not innocent.

"Are you still worried about the snowstorm?"

Jiang Wan’s question hit the nail on the head, and Song Jiuyuan looked worried, “Jiuzhou is not like other places.

Even if I can solve the immediate problem, I can’t solve the problem of food and clothing in a short time.”

"Don't rush it, take your time."

Jiang Wan persuaded him softly and handed Song Jiuyuan a piece of paper, "This is what I wrote last night.

Let me make it clear first, you can just look at it and decide whether to adopt it after careful consideration."

Song Jiuyuan opened the paper in surprise, only to see several countermeasures written on it.

First, officials took the lead in donating silver, money and materials, and encouraged local wealthy businessmen to donate together.

Second, the weather was cold and every household was not well-off. Not only did they lack food and clothing, but their houses were also not warm enough.

It would be best for everyone to form a group, with two or three families merging into one, so as to save firewood.

third:……

Jiang Wan wrote several points in a row. The more Song Jiuyuan read, the more shocked he became. He looked at her with amazement in his eyes.

"Wanwan, how did you come up with these ideas?"

In fact, some of the ideas coincided with his own, so he was surprised.

Have they reached such a tacit understanding?

"Don't worry about what I think, just do it."

Jiang Wan waved her little hand and ignored Song Jiuyuan. She was a little hungry.

But when I saw the breakfast delivered by the post station, I suddenly felt my stomach tighten.

"Sister-in-law."

Song Jiuli sat beside Jiang Wan with a pout, and a very sloppy breakfast was placed on the table.

But because of the situation in Qucheng, no one complained.

Even Song Jiuchi, who was always picky, silently drank a mouthful of the watery porridge.

"It seems that the situation in Qucheng is worse than we thought."

Mrs. Song sighed softly, she was worried about her children.

Although Song Qing didn't remember anything, he honestly cared about his children.

"I'm not hungry, you guys eat more."

"You don't have to do this."

Jiang Wan shrugged, and Qiu Niang and Lu Shui, who she had sent out early in the morning, brought breakfast.

Jiang Wan had known the situation in Qucheng for a long time and did not expect to have a full meal, so she asked Qiu Niang and Lu Shui to prepare breakfast early in the morning.

She took out the white flour from the space, and also fried some meat.

Several bowls of hot noodles were served in front of everyone.

"Eat it. We don't need to torture ourselves."

Jiang Wan started eating the noodles first. The others glanced at Song Jiuyuan and quickly started eating as well.

"tasty!"

Song Jiuli ate the noodles vaguely and was almost moved to tears.

It’s better to follow my elder sister-in-law, she knows how to make plans.

Song Jiuyuan glanced at Jiang Wan with mixed feelings. If he remembered correctly, most of their remaining food was given to Ren Bang.

But how did she get the flour?

Song Jiuyuan lowered his eyes and ate noodles, trying his best to control himself from thinking about random things.

Halfway through breakfast, Magistrate Fu came over with the county magistrate and several other officials.

Smelling the fragrance in the air, several people glanced over cautiously.

It’s not that we can’t afford noodles, but County Magistrate Fu had ordered porridge in the morning.

"What are you looking at?"

Song Jiuchi wiped his lips with a handkerchief, his defiant eyes filled with deep dissatisfaction.

Magistrate Fu hurriedly smiled ingratiatingly and said, "I didn't see anything."

He guessed that the flour was probably something they carried with them.

But it doesn’t matter. They will still be staying in Jiuzhou for a long time, and they don’t believe that this amount of inventory can last for long.

Song Jiuyuan saw through County Magistrate Fu's thoughts at a glance, but he pretended not to see it and spoke in a cold tone.

"Where is the thing that the king asked you to write?"

"It's all here, my lord."

Magistrate Fu presented it respectfully, but did not dare to approach Song Jiuyuan and could only kowtow from a distance.

Qingshan stepped forward, took the letter and respectfully opened it in front of Song Jiuyuan. After seeing the contents clearly, Song Jiuyuan's eyes became even colder.

"Is this the answer you gave me?"

Song Jiuyuan threw the memorial directly to the ground, scaring County Magistrate Fu so much that he knelt on the ground motionless.

"My Lord, this is all that happens in our little place."

"What's the best way to deal with the snowstorm?"

Song Jiuyuan narrowed his eyes and looked at the two people kneeling behind County Magistrate Fu.

The county magistrate and the chief clerk were both Fu Zhixian's right-hand men.

Magistrate Fu had not yet noticed this. He said with a bitter face:

"Your Majesty, I am slow-witted and cannot think of any good solution.

So today we brought everyone here to brainstorm.”

The writing on it was a mess, obviously meant to fool him.

After thinking it through when he got home at night, he felt that Song Jiuyuan really didn't dare to touch him?

Song Jiuyuan sneered, almost laughing out of anger, "Due to the terrain of Qucheng, it is difficult for you.

You drink only watery soup every day. I also brought some food with me, so I will give each of you a bowl of noodles."

As they were talking, Qiu Niang brought three bowls of noodles, and Qingshan placed three small tables directly in front of them.

Magistrate Fu didn't know what Song Jiuyuan was up to, but looking at the noodles in front of him, he always felt that something was wrong.

"This is a gift from the prince. Do you think it's unworthy of yours?"

Song Yi held a sword in his hand and looked down at the three people in front of him.