Enter the Room

Song Jiyun looked at it and couldn't help but turn slightly sideways, lowered his head and pursed his lips and smiled.

This is enough.

After all, Mr. Jinghu raised Yuan Yunzhong carefully.

She coughed lightly, interrupted Yuan Yunzhong's words, and said with a smile: "You should discuss with Mr. Jinghu what to do about Mr. Bai's matter? How to resettle these refugees is indeed a big problem, but the top priority is Bai. Adult matters are more important!"

Mr. Jinghu was stunned and asked Yuan Yunzhong: "What happened to Mr. Bai? Could it be that your being ambushed had something to do with him?"

He is indeed an old fox who has been in politics for many years.

Song Jiyun said secretly.

Commander Wang and others have been hiding behind Yuan Yunzhong like quails, not wanting to have anything to do with Lord Bai's death.

Yuan Yunzhong sighed and said, "Grandpa, come with me!"

Mr. Jinghu's expression was slightly solemn, but suddenly he became refined and dignified, and became graceful and elegant.

He walked into the meeting hall surrounded by Yuan Yunzhong and others like a loose figure, and immediately saw Mr. Bai lying on the floor of the hall.

His face was as dark as water. He stepped forward to look at Master Bai and said, "Have you invited me?"

Yuan Yunzhong shook his head.

Commander Wang said hurriedly: "I will send someone to invite the widower to come over."

Then he took the opportunity to slip away.

Others only regretted that they were not as alert as Wang Commander.

Yuan Yunzhong told Mr. Jinghu and Wang Zi what happened.

Song Jiyun stood nearby and looked at Master Bai a few more times.

Yuan Yunzhong saw it, and while talking, he stepped forward and covered Song Jiyun's eyes, saying: "The weather is too hot, be careful of miasma."

At this time, people regarded corpse poison as a kind of miasma.

Song Jiyun said, "Look at his neck."

"What's wrong?" Yuan Yunzhong asked in confusion, but his eyes still fell on Master Bai's neck.

There were marks on his neck, but they were not red, purple or black like those of a hanged man.

His heart moved and he said: "You mean..."

"Maybe I'm overthinking it," Song Jiyun said, "I just feel something is wrong. You can ask more questions when I get here later."

"No need to ask!" Mr. Jinghu suddenly said in a deep voice, "I once visited Guangdong and Guangxi and saw such murder cases. Indeed, as Miss Song said, if he hanged himself, the marks on the neck should be red, purple and black. "

At this time, the meeting hall was like a hornet's nest that had been poked, and it was buzzing with whispers.

Yuan Yunzhong's eyes narrowed slightly.

Mr. Jinghu shook his head at him and said: "Don't come forward in this matter, I will take care of it. I'm afraid one coworker is not enough, it's best to send someone to transfer the cooperators from Wanping, Daxing and Fang County. You Hurry up and make a plan, and as soon as you get the documents issued by the widow, return to Beijing to face the Holy Spirit."

Yuan Yunzhong hesitated and said: "But these refugees at the foot of Shijing Mountain?"

If Master Bai dies unexpectedly, he will not be able to come back anytime soon if he returns to Beijing to face the Holy Spirit.

He doesn't have a proper regulation on how to resettle the refugees.

Mr. Jinghu said solemnly: "Which is more important, the refugees or the second-rank officials?"

"Of course the refugees are important!" Yuan Yunzhong said without thinking.

Mr. Jinghu was furious.

Song Jiyun could understand why Mr. Jinghu said that.

Master Bai is a second-rank official in the imperial court and a minister of the emperor. His death will inevitably cause an uproar in the court.

The person who killed Mr. Bai knew this and still dared to take action, which shows that he had a backup plan.

But no matter what their plan was, as long as they could make the emperor willing to trust Yuan Yunzhong and protect Yuan Yunzhong, they would be able to defeat him by one force, and no back-up plan would be of any use.

Those people must also know this truth.

So they will definitely work hard on the emperor.

The sooner Yuan Yunzhong returns to Beijing, the sooner he can see the emperor, and the greater the possibility of persuading the emperor to side with him.

He is going to race against the group of masterminds behind the scenes.

Song Jiuyun's mind was spinning rapidly.

She was thinking about what arrangements would be made if something like this happened in the future.

Soon, she had an idea and said: "Master Yuan, is it possible to find a place where these 50,000 people can form a county of their own. This way, there is no need to disturb the lives of the people in other counties, and it will not Because of their refugee status, these people cannot integrate into local life, so why should these people choose to leave their hometowns again and live the life of refugees again?”

"Why didn't I think of that?" Yuan Yunzhong's eyes lit up. "Fifty thousand people cannot be placed in any county. But if they are allowed to regulate themselves, just like those chieftains, not only will they not become civilians. A place where they can live and work in peace and contentment."

He stopped writing and said to Wang Zi: "Cousin, the map of the world is in your heart. Find me a place like this as soon as possible." With all the answers, his thoughts quickly flew away, "Find a place where I can Wherever there is a waterway, the water transport boat can transport people there. There is no need for more food. No, if these people are really resettled in the local area, it is impossible for the local government to transfer so much food. There is going to be another change. The court still needs to come forward. You can let Wan Shen do this. Concubine Wan Gui has always wanted to promote her family but can't find the opportunity. He will definitely be willing to take the credit. "

Wang Zi was moved by Yuan Yunzhong, and he said enthusiastically: "Huguang. There are many mountains in Huguang. Place these people in the mountains. The transportation is inconvenient, and even if it is a civil uprising, it will have little impact."

Mr. Jinghu listened, but his face turned dark, and he said: "Yunzhong, it is her business that Wan Guifei wants to promote her family. You should not get involved in these harem disputes. If word spreads, it will be easy for history books to write you as a sycophant. . Let the refugees go beforehand, and hurry up and write the notes."

"There's no rush." ​​Yuan Yunzhong said nonchalantly, "Anyway, I have to get inspection documents from several counties before I can return to Beijing."

He continued to talk to Wang Zi: "What my cousin said makes sense. That is, the candidate for the county magistrate should be carefully selected. Don't forget that I finally sent the person there, he can't manage it well, and he will only do the things of the cruel official. I Wouldn’t it be like sending people into the tiger’s mouth and killing these lives in vain?”

"You can ask Jiang Chun." Wang Zi glanced at Mr. Jinghu hesitantly, but continued to give Yuan Yunzhong advice, "When he was a Shuji scholar, he watched the government in the Ministry of Personnel. Even if you are not familiar with the first-term Jinshi, you have heard of it. For the county magistrate in a place like this, it is best to choose a young man of his age who has not yet learned the tact of officialdom and has the heart to ask for orders for the people. Of course, he cannot Just leave the person there because he is capable. If there is actual performance, we will select him every three years and transfer him every nine years. No matter what, we have to move him to a better place."

Yuan Yunzhong nodded repeatedly and said: "I know that my cousin's uncle hosted the competition last year. If there is anyone suitable, he can recommend it to me. Then he will recommend it to the emperor."

While the two were talking, Master Xiang hurried over in disheveled clothes.

He looked like his father was dead, so he should know what happened.

"Mr. Jinghu!" He cried and prostrated in front of Mr. Jinghu, "I don't know anything about Mr. Yuan! You have to make the decision for me!"

It looks very complicated, but in fact many things have nothing to do with Yuan Yunzhong and Song Jiyun, they are just a background board. Their story is nearing its end.