"Uh, this."
Seeing Yang Zhijin's hesitant look, Li Mengyue knew very well that after she left yesterday, although County Magistrate Yang ordered them to collect grain, he did not take it seriously, otherwise he would not have such an expression.
"County Governor Yang, you must issue an order to all the people in the county to make cloth bags out of clothes or fabrics, and to catch the locusts as soon as they arrive."
"I'll take them all, no matter how much. Two cents a pound."
"ah!"
"Miss Li, I know you want to help everyone, but there's no need to pay for it out of your own pocket."
That’s right, in Yang Zhijin’s opinion, Li Mengyue did this just to compensate the people.
Looking at Yang Zhijin's expression, Li Mengyue knew that he had misunderstood.
But she didn't intend to explain, and she would know when the time came.
"Mr. Yang, this situation is urgent and we cannot afford to relax. Please go and make the arrangements!"
"Yes, yes, I'll leave now."
Yang Zhijin did not dare to delay at all and hurried to the county government office.
"Wait."
"What's wrong, Miss Li?"
"I'll have someone take you there to avoid wasting time on the road."
"Miss Li, thank you."
Li Mengyue waved her hands. She didn't simply feel sorry for Yang Zhijin being tired from walking, but it would waste a lot of time.
Soon Li Dazhu drove a carriage and sent Yang Zhijin away.
Qingshan Prefecture City.
The prefect looked at the letter in his hand. He recognized every word, but when he put them together, his head was buzzing and he couldn't believe it was true.
But he knew in his heart that the Yongkang prefect would not joke about such a thing.
Thinking of the locust swarms heading towards Qingshan, his expression grew uglier, and he muttered to himself, "The locust plague, the locust plague has really arrived."
“Squeak!”
The door of the study was opened, and a graceful and elegant woman walked in and said softly, "Master, what's wrong?"
When the prefect of Qingshan saw the person coming, he hurriedly stood up and walked to the lady, helping her sit on the chair.
Instead of mentioning the things that troubled him immensely, he asked a question instead.
"Ma'am, why are you here?"
"What's wrong? Can't I see the master if there's nothing wrong?"
"sure."
As the prefect of Qingshan spoke, he walked to the lady, knelt on one knee, and kissed the lady's hand.
The lady tapped the forehead of the prefect Qingshan with her finger and said something that left no room for refusal.
"Tell me, what is it that gives you such a headache?"
"Madam, it's not a big deal. It's just that there's going to be a locust plague in Qingshan."
After the prefect of Qingshan finished speaking, the lady, who had been reclining comfortably in her chair, lifted one foot, kicked it forward, and shouted in a deep voice, "Idiot."
The lady quickly stood up and took the letter.
Prefect Qingshan did not dare to disobey, so he got up and walked to the desk, picked up the letter sent by Prefect Yongkang, and handed it to the lady.
"Ma'am, look."
After reading it, the lady glared in anger.
"Such a big thing, you didn't just find out today, did you?"
"No, I found out two months ago. I thought it was impossible at the time. I never imagined it."
"Why didn't you tell me two months ago?"
The magistrate's wife was furious when she saw her husband lowering his head.
She is the aunt of the current eldest prince, of noble status and of marriageable age. If it weren't for an accident, how could she have married the illegitimate son in front of her.
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