Lonely non-good minister

The indifference and sternness on her face would never appear on Guan Yan's face.

Having been so proud for so many years, Xu Yingrong doubted her hypnotism for the first time. She remembered the tortures she had suffered in prison, and the officials in Tingwei's Mansion asked her again and again how Guan Yan stole the identity of the prince's son. They are all denying her confession, they are all denying that Guan Yan is Song Yuan.

Now, she's about to deny it herself.

It seems that the only right thing to do is to deny this matter. Here, no one would believe that the grandson of the emperor is a woman.

"Don't tell me, then I'm going to ask Master Huo." Song Yuan dragged her to find Huo Ying.

Huo Ying!

Fear flew from his bones, and Xu Yingrong knelt on the ground in fright: "My little girl is wrong, please don't go to Mr. Huo, please, my little girl will never dare again."

She knelt down for herself so easily, which surprised Song Yuan. Based on her understanding of them, in the world they lived in, they did not have the habit of kneeling easily.

For them, it is a great shame to kneel down easily, it is flattering and slavish, and it is shameless.

"Please son, please son." Xu Yingrong's pleading panicked, she was afraid of Huo Ying to the bone, if Huo Ying knew that she was looking for Song Yuan, she would definitely not spare her.

Song Yuan looked down, she didn't want to go to Huo Ying, she just wanted to scare her, and she left after her goal was achieved.

Xu Yingrong raised her head cautiously, and was relieved when she didn't find Song Yuan's figure. She sat on the ground and took a while, wiping away the tears from her face, then stood up and left.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with begging for mercy on her knees, nor did she feel that there was anything wrong with her indifference, she only knew that she had escaped a catastrophe.

Song Yuan was looking at her from behind the bushes not far away. People like them shouldn't be slavish.

However, after being warned, Xu Yingrong was considered honest, and Song Yuan didn't put his mind on her, but concentrated on dealing with those rich gentry who came to the yamen to show their favor at the master's instruction.

In the Ming Hall, the oldest wealthy gentry among them was pushed out, bowed his hands at Song Yuan, and said politely: "Master Juncheng, those cattle and sheep are all the wealth of the little people, and the little people are willing to raise money to build dams and ditches." , I also ask Mr. Juncheng for permission."

Raise money yourself?

Song Yuan lowered his eyes: "Now it's no longer a question of raising money by yourself or appropriating funds from the court. You don't know yet, the court's Zou Shi Pavilion has been found to have problems, and the emperor has ordered the county captain to thoroughly investigate the affairs of Leping in the past. , until the matter is found out, Leping prohibits land sales and engineering construction.”

They looked at each other without the slightest surprise. Obviously they already knew the news, but the prohibition of land trading was beyond their expectations. For a while, no one could guess what Song Yuan was thinking.

Could it be that he has really given up on taking back all the fertile land?Otherwise, the sale of land would not be banned at this time.

"You guys go back and take care of the cattle and sheep of each family first, and we will talk about everything after the county lieutenant finds out." She was very leisurely and not in a hurry.

The rich gentry couldn't hold back anymore, and hurried forward and said: "My lord, there are still a few months before autumn, if there is another flood, the little people really can't bear it, please allow the little people to take the cattle The sheep go up the hill."

"Didn't I say that there are crops planted on the mountain, and it's still early for the autumn harvest. Your cattle and sheep have gone up the mountain. What about those crops? Your cattle and sheep are important, but the crops of the mountain people are not important?" Song Yuan He explained with a good temper: "Even if you are rushing to the mountains, you have to wait until after the autumn harvest."

Immediately, a wealthy gentry knelt down: "My lord, please be kind, and the little people are willing to compensate them for the loss of their crops."

"Confused, aren't you? That's the family's ration. You compensated the money according to the current price of food. What if the price of food goes up? What if you can't buy food with the money?" Song Yuan's tone was still gentle: "As the saying goes, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. You can't drive people to death for cattle and sheep, can you?"

Fushen was so stunned that he couldn't speak, he opened his mouth and couldn't speak for a moment.

"Stop kneeling, get up, you are rich, and you don't have any big expenses, taking care of the current cattle and sheep is enough to live comfortably, and it shouldn't be a problem for another two months." Song Yuan said very lightly However, the complexions of the wealthy gentry became uglier than one.

Every autumn harvest, they pay cattle and sheep tax to the court in the amount of two thousand cattle and sheep. As for the ten thousand mu of fertile land used as pastures, they are naturally only reported on the basis of tens of mu. The annual tax alone can save millions of taels Silver, more than half of this silver will be sent to Jingzhao to manage the dignitaries.

But now, Song Yuan prohibits land trading and cattle and sheep going up the mountain. It is clear that he wants to count the specific amount of all assets under their names, so that they cannot hide their own property. I'm afraid they are busy breaking away from them.

"See off the guests." Song Yuan didn't want to watch their performance, so he got up and left.

It was only when he got outside that Mu Lin was there. He must have been listening for a while, and when he saw Song Yuan, he nodded and walked side by side with her.

"Lord Huo has already started a thorough investigation of the case in the garrison. The generals involved will definitely not escape this time, but the garrison must have generals. Lord Chancellor has a lot of talents around him. I wonder if there are any recommendations?" Mu Lin always spoke bluntly.

He wants to push his own people to the position of general of the Leping garrison?

Song Yuan was a little surprised, and said with a smile: "If I remember correctly, the position of the garrison general is appointed by the imperial court."

"Indeed, only the county guard is in charge of military affairs and can recommend talents, so that the court doesn't have to appoint them." Mu Lin said with a smile on his face, "I think the matter in Leping is so complicated, if a trustworthy person can control the five With thousands of soldiers and horses, we can do things more smoothly."

He wanted to tell Song Yuan that he had no selfish intentions, but Song Yuan obviously didn't believe it. He thought for a while and said, "My master, Huang Yue, used to be the forward lieutenant next to my father and king. The best set."

"Master Huang is indeed a steady person." Mu Lin nodded: "So, I have a bottom line in my heart."

He said goodbye and left, Song Yuan murmured in his heart for a while, the only reason he could think of was that Mu Guogong was showing favor to the palace, otherwise Mu Lin would not come to him for no reason.

However, if Huang Yue can master this army, it will be much more convenient to open up wasteland.

Song Yuan thought it was not bad, so he ran to say hello to Huang Yue.

In Jingzhao City, Xiaoshen also received Song Yuan's reply letter. Looking at the reminder in the letter, she and Chunyang just looked at each other for a moment, and they all guessed that the things sent were tampered with, otherwise Song Yuan would be in Leping. , will not reply inexplicably to remind her.

"Who does the concubine think?"

"Who else could it be?" Xiao Shen pinched the letter paper: "I was patient everywhere, but she made an inch of it and dared to bully my A Yuan."