Chapter 208 There Is Only One Su Mianyue in the World

However, in two days, more than 20,000 people flooded into Mengtong County, and the county magistrate was so anxious that his mouth was full of bubbles. However, the master calculated the accounts several times to make sure that no matter how much the remaining grain in the yamen was used, it would only be enough for these people to eat for a month and a half, provided that no more people would come in.

At this time, the county magistrate loved and hated wan yanlei. He loved that he had taken away many families in Mengtong County and saved him a lot of food. He hated that wan yanlei had taken away a lot of food when he left, and even made the decision to open the granary once. Otherwise, there would be at least twice as much food in the yamen. Besides the grain, the refugees could live on with wild vegetables until the autumn harvest.

The county magistrate did not dare to make a big fuss, so he reported the news to Wanyan Lin immediately. No matter who sat on the dragon chair in the end, he could keep the people alive after opening the warehouse to store the grain, so his head could be preserved. It was not a problem to take off the black gauze hat.

"There's not enough food. What are you going to do with it?" After listening to the report of the county magistrate, Wanyan Lin asked slowly.

The county magistrate suddenly felt that his head was big, and three pairs of eyes were on him. If he answered incorrectly, he might be in deep trouble now.

"If you return to the seventh prince, your subordinate is only a poor magistrate, and there is no backstage. Now you have ordered him to eat with the people outside the magistrate. It is good to save a little food. In addition, the subordinate official has already sent someone to post a message, asking the gentry and rich families in the county to come to the county magistrate and discuss whether they can raise some food." The county magistrate's face was constipated with worry, and there was a sense of tragedy that would turn into benevolence if he did not succeed. He said fiercely, "My wife is checking the household accounts and is going to do everything she can to compensate the merchants who are willing to donate food. I can only do this with my limited ability. Please forgive me, Seventh Prince."

"Yes." Wanyan Lin nodded, satisfied with the arrangement of the county magistrate. He had investigated the background of the county magistrate before, and there was no way to ask for help.

Su Mianyue chuckled and put a brocade box on the table. He said to the county magistrate, "The county magistrate is a model of a hundred officials for his hard work for the people. Seventh Prince rewarded you with these banknotes. As long as the county magistrate can do his best for the court, the day of promotion can wait."

The county magistrate's eyes lit up. A minor official who didn't want to be promoted was definitely not a good official.

But then, thinking of Wanyan Lin's awkward status, he couldn't help but feel bitter.

He was really unlucky in this life. A small Mengtong County had already received two princes, and they all wanted to be independent emperors. I don't know how long his head could remain on his neck.

"Thank you for Seventh Prince's grace. Your subordinate will use the money on the blade and will not let down Seventh Prince's kindness." The county magistrate respectfully opened his mouth and went forward to receive the banknotes. When he saw the thickness of the banknotes and the face value, he was completely dumbfounded.

A thousand taels of silver, so thick a stack of at least one hundred thousand taels, how rich was this Seventh Prince?

Thinking that the county magistrate was greedy for money, Han Zezhong coughed unhappily, reminding the county magistrate not to be disrespectful.

"Well, if Fourth Prince could be so rich, perhaps he wouldn't have to leave the county." When he thought about Wanyan Lei's occupation of this place, although he did not disturb the people, he did not take a lot of filial silver from these officials and squires, otherwise he would not be so poor.

The county magistrate's sentiments made Han Zezhong's face look a little worse. He scolded, "Are these words also what a courtier should say?"

Although Wanyan Lei was an independent emperor, he was the blood of the royal family after all, and Wanyan Lei did not do anything harmful to the country. He could not be called a traitor. Han Zezhong did not know how to respect him.

Raising his eyebrows, yan lin glanced at Su Mianyue and saw that Su Mianyue took out two more 500 taels of silver tickets and handed them to the county magistrate, "It is a good thing that the magistrate has a warm and loving heart for the people. The money just now was used by Seventh Prince to buy food. These thousand taels were given to the magistrate. The magistrate should only keep them for his own use, otherwise his highness Seventh Prince would be uneasy."

Compared with 100,000 taels, the number of taels was pitiful, but the annual salary of a county magistrate was only over 100 taels, and these taels of silver were definitely not a small number.

"Thank you, seventh prince." After the county magistrate took the money, he quickly saluted Wanyan Lin.

"Go and do your work. This prince is waiting for the good news." Waving to the county magistrate to retreat, Wanyan Lin looked at Su Mianyue and asked with some worry, "When will the grain be delivered?"

Although Wanyan Lin was prepared, he did not intend to take out the grain and grass at this time, so he used Su Mianyue as a cover to let her take the credit, or else she would lose the hearts of the people.

"It will take at least half a month." Su Mianyue said calmly, half a month has already been in a hurry to deliver food, otherwise a month is also possible.

"Miss Su has a granary in the Hengyuan?" Han Zezhong said in surprise. Even with his connections, he could not guarantee that he could gather enough food for the people of a county in half a month, not to mention that there were still refugees in Mengtong County.

Glancing at Han Zezhong, Su Mianyue chuckled and said, "What else does Elder Han want to ask? Why don't I just finish it all at once? I'm not a good person. I hate people who are suspicious. Usually, people who make me angry will not end up well."

When Wanyan Lin asked, Su Mianyue understood what he meant. Since Wanyan Lin was going to play dirty, she could only play dirty. She didn't mind taking Han Zezhong to the knife, lest more people would follow.

Han Zezhong choked and his face turned red instantly. There was something wrong with what he said just now. It was the aftereffect of being in the political circle for a long time, but su mianyue's ruthless words really made people angry.

"Miss Su doesn't have to be angry. Although the old man is not in court, as a member of the Hengyuan, he should be concerned about the people's livelihood and the things that might harm the country. I hope Miss Su will forgive me." Han Zezhong's face was grim, not apologetic.

Wanyan Lin's face was slightly cold, and then he smiled again, slowly lifting the teacup to cover the cold smile on his lips.

"The granaries didn't, but they bought some land, and they usually didn't lack money, so the harvest of grain was not sold except for taxes. Is Elder Han satisfied with this explanation?" As he spoke in a calm tone, Su Mianyue played with the two east pearls in his hands and slapped them on the table with his back. Suddenly, his voice became cold and said, "Not only is there land and food, but also shops and people. If Elder Han wants to find out about me, just do it and see if I have any ulterior motives."

With that said, Su Mianyue brushed his sleeves away, leaving behind a room full of cold air.

Han Zezhong's eyes had been on the tabletop, only to see the two east pearls completely embedded in the tabletop, it can be seen that Su Mianyue's internal force is high, and anger is great.

Han Zezhong felt a chill in his back at the thought that Su Mianyue might use him as a table if he didn't agree.

Along the way, he looked at su mianyue with scrutinizing eyes, and from time to time, he showed his displeasure towards Su Mianyue, which could make Su Mianyue bear to be angry until now. Was that his personality charm?

"Elder Han, lin once said, please don't probe Mianyue's bottom line. Elder Han doesn't seem to take lin's hint to heart." Putting down the teacup, Wanyan Lin spoke in a low voice. Although his tone was flat, it could make people feel the displeasure in his heart.

Not daring to make a big fuss in front of the future king, Han Zezhong quickly got up and cupped his hands, "It's old and disrespectful. Please forgive me, your highness."

Although Han Zezhong was a little scared, he did not regret his actions. Since he chose to support Wanyan Lin, he would stand firmly on his side and clear all obstacles for him.

"This is not the next time." Standing up, he swept his left hand over his wrinkle-free lapels. Wan yanlin said in a calm voice, "There is only one Su Mianyue in this world. Her existence is irreplaceable in my heart. Just look carefully and Elder Han will know that such a woman deserves enough respect and love from any man."

"Yes." Although Han Zezhong did not believe it, he could not refute it, but he had a plan in his heart.