Chapter 207 Xiao Yue, Who Knows Me

In the county magistrate's office, the magistrate was kneeling on the ground trembling. Although the official uniform was added and Wanyan Lin was already a dead prince in the royal family, he could not hold the other party's sword sharp enough, so the magistrate could only submit to force.

The yamen guards were taking inventory of the county yamen's granary and preparing to open it for release. The entrance of the county yamen was already surrounded by the people. The rich families in Mengtong County were reluctantly transporting the tent materials to the entrance of the county yamen, as well as the clothes, shoes and socks to keep the victims warm and cold.

Su Mianyue, who had just returned from a walk, could not help but chuckle when he saw Wanyan Lin sitting upright in the office.

"The county magistrate is the father and mother of this place. After kneeling for so long, I'm afraid there's something wrong with kneeling. Seventh Prince can't stay here for so long. Someone must guard the side." Stepping into the county magistrate's office and receiving the disapproving gaze from Han Zezhong, Su Mianyue asked calmly, "Elder Han has something to say?"

"Seventh Prince is the legitimate son of the emperor. The old man was ordered by Retired Emperor to welcome Seventh Prince back to the capital to become emperor. Since Miss Su was Seventh Prince's right-hand man, he should know what to do and what not to do. Mengtong County belonged to the court, but Miss Su used violence to solve the problem of the victims. How could he make the officials and the squires submit?" Han Zezhong's voice trembled and his anger could not be concealed.

Looking at Han Zezhong, Su Mianyue strolled to the magistrate's side and leaned over slightly, "Magistrate, are you very dissatisfied with my girl's behavior?"

"I dare not." The county magistrate shook his head hurriedly. With his dark eyes, it was especially funny.

"Are you afraid or not?" Su Mianyue asked again with a good temper.

"No... Of course not." The county magistrate replied kindly, as if afraid that Su Mianyue would not believe him. He quickly cupped his hands and said, "It is the lower official who is stupid. As a parent official, he takes the lives of the people as the most important thing. He should not wait for the order from the higher authority and not dare to release the grain. Even if he wants the lower official's head, the lower official will not do this kind of foolishness again."

Because the speed of speaking was too fast, and the wound at the corner of his mouth was involved, the county frowned in pain, but did not even dare to cry out for pain. It was obvious that he was scared of being beaten up.

"How can you be loyal and brave under your power?" Han Zezhong said.

"Elder Han is wrong." No longer teasing the timid magistrate, Su Mianyue turned to his seat and said slowly, "This girl has always been a law-abiding person, but also believes in the principle of special matters. Reasonable, this girl is absolutely lazy to move her fists, but for those ignorant, why waste your breath if you can solve them with your fists? Elder Han thinks that the country is basically a hundred million people, or one or two officials, or dozens of squires?"

Han Zezhong could not answer the question. He knew that the people were the foundation of the country, but if there were no official jurisdiction, the people would become bandits.

Without merchants, the country would not be able to Xingda.

With a sneer, Su Mianyue glanced at Han Zezhong and said with a sneer, "If Elder Han has time to talk about the rules here, why don't we go out and see what the people outside are doing? The magistrate might as well go out together and see how to be an official in the future. Otherwise, in the end, he will only be a magistrate."

With that said, Su Mianyue stood up and brushed his sleeves away, not bothering to pay attention to the sour-smelling Han Zezhong.

"Look, Seventh Prince. How can a woman of such character stay by his highness's side?" Han Zezhong was so angry that he lost his words. When he turned to see Wanyan Lin's frosty face, he immediately changed the subject and said, "The magistrate will follow the old man out to see. The old man would like to know what the people are doing."

The county magistrate stole a glance at Wanyan Lin and saw that he had no objections. He was busy dragging his sore knees behind Han Zezhong. Along the way, he was inevitably flattering, afraid that the black gauze hat on his head would not be preserved.

When the two of them arrived at the county magistrate's gate, all they could hear was the noise of the people.

"My poor son, if you don't give that bite to your mother, you won't have to worry about living now. Seventh Prince is a great benefactor. You can get it for us. Woo, woo, woo..."

"I told you the court would not leave us alone. Seventh Prince is kind. Today, after eating the porridge from the yamen, I will pledge allegiance to Seventh Prince and the court even if I die. Otherwise, my old bones will fight with him."

"Grandpa, I'm hungry. Can I eat porridge with rice in the future? Grandpa said that the county magistrate is the father and mother's official. Will he not let the child starve to death like the father and mother of the dog child?"

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The people talked to each other, as if they were saying their own words, but the general meaning was to thank Wanyan Lin, the court, and even the county magistrate who had been scolded for almost three years.

Han Zezhong was a little surprised. In the past, when helping the victims, it seemed that they did not hear such words of gratitude. At least, before confirming that there was a way to live, the victims would keep their strength, not...

Han Zezhong suddenly understood the secret when he saw the ashamed county magistrate in the corner of his eyes. The woman who subdued the county magistrate with violence must have contributed to this. Otherwise, how would the people know Seventh Prince's identity?

In the backyard of the county office, Su Mianyue was sitting in her room drinking tea and eating snacks when she saw Wanyan Lin enter her room elegantly. She poured a cup of tea and pushed it to the opposite position. She said in a low voice, "There is not much food in the county office. According to the number of victims in Mengtong County, even if there are only two meals of porridge a day, it can last up to a month."

Wanyan Lin seemed to have known this for a long time. He sipped his tea calmly and ate a piece of cake before saying, "The Hengyuan has suffered three years of drought in a row. The imperial court has not allocated food for disaster relief. The government office in the disaster area has these food reserves, which is enough to prove that this county official is still good."

"What are you going to do?" Su Mianyue asked calmly, believing that Wanyan Lin still had a back hand.

"If Yue exposes my identity, then I will have to bear with it. First, I will spare some of the money to support the army and ensure that these people can wait until the autumn harvest next year. If the heavens do not open their eyes, even if I want to save these people, I will not be able to do enough." Frowning slightly, as if trapped by the situation, Wanyan Lin put down half of the pastry in his hand and looked at Su Mianyue, "But in this situation, there are too many affected areas and there are at least a million victims. But the food and grass in my hands can't save everyone. If it were Yue, how should I deal with this?"

Su Mianyue lost his appetite for food after a moment of contemplation. The problem of food and grass was really a top priority. If they could not solve the problem of food and clothing for the people, the volunteer army would pop up from time to time. Even if the weather was good next year, the Hengyuan would be riddled with internal turmoil.

Su Mianyue had never encountered such a thing before, nor had he studied the history of the past in detail about how the ancients had dealt with such a situation, and now he had to rack his brains.

Wanyan Lin's lips curled up as he looked at Su Mianyue's serious contemplation. Since he had been planning for so long, he already had a solution. He just didn't want to expose too much and wanted to see how much Su Mianyue could do for him.

After a cup of tea, Su Mianyue raised his eyes and looked at Wanyan Lin with a complicated look. He said calmly, "The situation of the victims is urgent. Since Wanyan Zhen gave up these disaster areas and Wanyan Lei withdrew from the disaster areas, do you plan to call yourself king in this generation and create another small court?"

"By court?" Wanyan Lin raised his eyebrows.

Su Mianyue nodded and added, "To Wanyan Zhen or Wanyan Lei, the disaster area is undoubtedly a weak point, even a heavy burden. But to you, it is the most solid foundation. I believe you have already prepared for the food and grass issue. If there is anything lacking, I will try my best to mediate for you."

"Who knows me, so does Yue." Wanyan Lin laughed, not directly answering Su Mianyue's words, but his eyes were shining. The woman he Wanyan Lin liked was indeed not an embroidered pillow, and this boldness was even worse than his two royal brothers.