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She was furious at the moment, and Wei Yan didn't say anything.

Song Yuan returned to the house with a dark face and asked the guards to bring all the files of the exiles. She wanted to read them carefully one by one.

The Prime Minister of Xiping County, who was chasing Song Fu out, followed him not far away, but saw Song Fu wandering aimlessly in the yard. He hesitated before stepping forward: "Do you think what the governor said makes sense?"

"Looking at the overall situation, what he said is very reasonable." Song Fu did not deny Song Yuan out of selfishness. On the contrary, he admired Song Yuan very much. It was not easy to come up with so many reasons to convince himself in such a tight time.

Xiping Juncheng understood that Song Fu agreed with Song Yuan's intention, but he could not use Song Yuan's reasons to convince others. The soldiers did not care about increasing the population to appease the morale of the army. They only cared about the impact of their own insignificant interests. In order to avoid damage, it is a waste of time to use the overall view to convince the little people. This does not include other people who are waiting for Song Fu to make mistakes so that they can intervene in him, making him no longer qualified to serve as the temporary head coach.

This matter will have to be decided by oneself after Song Run comes back.

Xiping Junchen thought for a while: "The coach has come to Jingzhao to report on his duties. I'm afraid he won't be able to come back until after the new year. There are still a month or two left. Those people have suffered a lot along the way and are weak. I'm afraid they won't be able to survive the cold winter."

"You don't need to worry about this." Song Fu had already thought about it in his mind: "Someone will solve this trouble for you."

The Prime Minister of Xiping County was slightly surprised, and immediately understood that he was talking about Song Yuan. That person was so thoughtful and was willing to spend so much effort to find excuses to save people. He would definitely find a way to let them release him as a matter of course.

"I understand." Xiping Juncheng also understood.

After waiting patiently for two days, Song Yuan sent someone to invite the Prime Minister and Lieutenant of Xiping County.

After not seeing her for two days, she became more and more haggard and weak, her chin was pointed and thin, and her brows and eyes were full of illness, but her eyesight was still clear.

"I have read all the files of these exiles. They have committed corruption and bribery at home, robbed other people's property and forced the killing of good families, and sheltered and concealed the families of criminals. The principal culprits have all been questioned and executed. Among these exiles, except for five accomplices, the rest are all In order to continue their exile, the Tingwei Mansion only demoted them to common people. According to the laws of the Wei Dynasty, after being exiled to the northwest, the men were punished with hard labor. After serving three years, they were free. The women were not required to do hard labor. Your Excellency, Lord Commander, I Is that correct?"

The county lieutenant nodded: "What the governor said is correct."

"In that case, let's do it according to the laws of the Wei Dynasty." Song Yuan picked up the document at hand: "Now in the middle of winter, the place that needs most manpower is the charcoal burning field, so the men's hard labor will be temporarily assigned to the charcoal burning field until spring. It will be prepared during farming, and the women will be temporarily placed in various textile workshops."

She really arranged the arrangement, and Xiping Juncheng agreed.

"Remember to arrange for a doctor to see them." Song Yuan kept an eye on them: "Especially women."

Xiping Juncheng knew what she was implying. Those escorting government officials were not honest people. They had tortured people enough along the way, and no one could guarantee whether there would be any accidents.

The people who were temporarily detained in the prison were all released. After they washed and changed out of their prison clothes, they had their bodies checked by doctors one by one. The officials were taking notes and carefully wrote down each person's situation. In case someone is killed in the future, they will be blamed again.

In the evening, the guard brought back the results of the doctor's consultation: "Your Highness, the doctor has looked at them. Because they were hungry and cold all the way, their health is very poor. If they engage in heavy work rashly, they may not be able to bear it. They told them that it is best to rest for a few days." day."

"Well, let's take it easy for five days and just arrange small and light jobs." Song Yuan blew on the medicine in her bowl. After it cooled down a little, she frowned and drank it. The bitter taste made her feel nauseous, so Still able to suppress it: "What else?"

The guard paused and said, "The doctor said that the abortion medicine will harm the body. Those few are weak and their lives may not be saved if they take the medicine."

Song Yuan's movements were slightly stagnant. This was the result she least wanted to hear, but this happened: "What if she was born?" "My body is weak and I won't be able to carry it to full term. I'll wait until the next month to get bigger." If you can’t bear it anymore, you’ll only get one dead body and two lives.”

Therefore, both roads are dead ends.

She remained silent, looking at the remaining medicinal residue at the bottom of the bowl in trance.

"Let them decide for themselves." Song Yuan rinsed the dregs of medicine at the bottom of the bowl and drank it in one gulp: "If you can grit your teeth and persist here, you must also want to live."

The guard responded and hurried to deliver the message.

The end of the year is the time when the garrison generals have the most free time. They can move around the northwest just by reporting to the superiors. For this reason, Song Ling, who had just returned to his garrison not long ago, ran to Song Bun's camp.

As soon as he entered the tent and saw Song Pun warming himself by the fire, he started shouting: "What's going on this year? No one was sent here, brother, let alone everyone in front of you."

"What?" Song Bun cut a piece of meat and chewed it slowly, watching him make random gestures in front of him like a monkey.

Song Fen took off his helmet and sat down: "It's those women. I can't bully people like this even though I'm far away. I won't leave any of them behind. All the previous batches have died. The place is so remote that you can't find any fun in the winter." arrive."

Song Pun understood. He took a breath and swallowed the meat in his mouth before saying: "There is no chance this year, give up."

"Why?" Song Ling was anxious, frowning and an idea came into his mind: "Is Song Fu going to cause trouble? He is just temporarily handling military affairs on behalf of the coach, but does he really think of himself as the coach? Even Song Chun didn't take any action here. This is so disturbing."

Song Fen shook his head: "It's not him, it's Song Yuan. Song Yuan made trouble for Wei Lu and blocked all the people who had handed over."

"Who is he? When will it be his turn to intervene in military affairs?" When Song Yuan was mentioned, Song Ling exploded: "Brother, you all just watch him domineering and extend his hands into the military?"

Song Fen smiled: "Song Fu doesn't care, what do I care about?"

"Song Fu is a waste!" Song Ling cursed: "Song Yuan is even more abominable. A poor governor actually made him a high official. I think no one taught him a lesson. It's not his turn to do this. Come and intervene.”

He had another thought, and Song Pun immediately reminded him with a cold face: "I'm warning you, don't act impulsively."

They have no reason for this matter, and it was a trick they came up with in order to win over the military and cultivate forces. Over the years, the brothers have turned a blind eye to this matter. Once the matter gets serious, they will all be in trouble. .

"I know." Song Ling was reluctant. He felt that Song Yuan really didn't like him. He wanted to find something to do when there was no direct conflict before. Now that he has, how can he endure it anymore.

After leaving Song Bun's camp, Song Ling went directly to Song Fu's house.

At Song Fu's house, as soon as Song Yuan drank the medicine, the guard came in and announced: "Your Highness, the eighth master is here."