Enter the Room

  Chapter 381

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

  It is enough to do this.

   After all, Mr. Jinghu raised Yuan Yunzhong with care.

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

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

   No loss is an old fox who has been in politics for many years.

  Song Cumulus secretly said.

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

  Yuan Yunzhong sighed and said, "Grandfather, follow me!"

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

  He was surrounded by Yuan Yunzhong and others into the meeting hall, and he saw Lord Bai spread on the floor of the hall at a glance.

  His face sank like water, while looking up at Master Bai, he asked, "Did you invite me to come?"

  Yuan Yunzhong shook his head.

   Commander Wang hurriedly said: "I'll send someone to invite you to come here."

   Then took the opportunity to slip away.

  Others only regret that they are not as alert as Commander Wang.

  Yuan Yunzhong talked with Mr. Jinghu and Wang Zi about what happened.

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

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

  People at this time regard corpse poison as a kind of miasma.

  Song Jiyun said, "Look at his neck."

   "What's the matter?" Yuan Yunzhong was confused, but his eyes still fell on Master Bai's neck.

  There are strangle marks on his neck, but they are not red, purple and black like those of the hanged man.

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

   "Maybe I'm overthinking." Song Jiyun said, "It's just that I feel something is wrong. You can ask a few more questions when the work is over."

"You don't need to ask!" Mr. Jinghu suddenly said in a deep voice, "I have been governor of Guangdong and Guangxi, and I have seen such murder cases. Indeed, as Miss Song said, if you hang yourself, the strangle marks on your neck should be red and purple and black. "

   Now, like a stabbed hornet's nest, the meeting hall began to "buzz and buzz".

  Yuan Yunzhong's eyes narrowed slightly.

But Mr. Jinghu shook his head towards him, and said: "Don't stand out in this matter, I'll take care of it. I'm afraid one job is not enough, it's better to send someone to transfer all the jobs from Wanping, Daxing, and Fang County. You Hurry up and draw up a note, and when you get the document issued by Wu, immediately return to Beijing to face the saint."

  Yuan Yunzhong hesitated and said, "What about these refugees under Shijing Mountain?"

  If Master Bai dies unexpectedly, he will not be able to come back in a short time when he returns to Beijing to face the saint.

  How to resettle the refugees, he still doesn't have a proper charter.

  Mr. Jinghu said in a concentrated voice: "Is it important to be a refugee or a second-rank official?"

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

  Mr. Jinghu is angry.

  Song Jiyun could understand why Mr. Jinghu said that.

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

  The one who killed Lord Bai knew this and dared to take action, which shows that he was holding back.

   But no matter what they plan, as long as the emperor is willing to trust Yuan Yunzhong and protect Yuan Yunzhong, they can drop ten meetings with one effort, and any backhand is useless.

   Those people must know this truth.

  So they will definitely work **** the emperor.

   And the sooner Yuan Yunzhong returns to Beijing, the sooner he sees the emperor, persuades the emperor, and makes the emperor stand on his side, the greater the possibility.

  He is going to race against those behind-the-scenes black hands.

  Song Jiyun's mind turned quickly.

  She was thinking about how to arrange things like this in future generations.

Soon, she came up with an idea, and said, "Young Master Yuan, is there a possibility to find a place where these 50,000 people can form a county of their own. This will not disturb the lives of the people in other counties, and will not disturb the lives of the people in other counties?" Because of their refugee status, these people cannot integrate into the local life, so that these people choose to leave their hometown again and live the life of refugees again?"

"Why didn't I think of it?" Yuan Yunzhong's eyes lit up, "It's true that 50,000 people are placed in any county. But if they are allowed to control themselves, just like those chieftains, not only will they not become citizens A place to live and let them live and work in peace and contentment.”

He stopped writing the notebook, and said to Wang Zi: "Cousin, the map of the world is in your heart. Find me a place like this quickly." After knowing everything, his thoughts quickly flew away, "Find someone who can Where there are waterways, the lucky boats transported by water can transport people there. They don’t even need 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. It’s going to change again. The court still has to come forward. Wan Shen can be allowed to do this. Concubine Wan Gui has always wanted to promote her natal family but couldn’t find a chance. 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. Put these people in the mountains. The transportation is inconvenient. Even if there is a civil uprising, it will have little impact."

Mr. Jinghu listened, but his face turned dark, and he said: "Yunzhong, Concubine Wan Gui wants to promote her natal family is her business, you don't want to get involved in these harem disputes. If it is passed on, history books will easily write you as a courtier." .Refugees put it aside in advance, and you hurry up and write notes."

   "There is no rush for the paperwork." Yuan Yunzhong said casually, "Anyway, you have to get the inspection documents from several counties before you can return to Beijing."

He continued to talk to Wang Zi: "What my cousin said makes sense. It's just that the county magistrate should be carefully selected. Don't let me send people over with great difficulty. If he can't manage well, he will only do that cruel official thing. I Isn't it 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 advise Yuan Yunzhong, "When he was a good scholar, he was in charge of government affairs. The first-term Jinshi has heard of it even if they are not familiar with it. The county magistrate of this kind of place, it is best to choose a stunned young man of his age, who has not yet learned the tact of officialdom, and has the heart to plead for the people. Of course, he cannot Because if they are capable, they leave them there. If there is actual performance, elections are made every three years, and transfers are made every nine years, so we have to move them to a better place.”

  Yuan Yunzhong nodded again and again, and said: "I know that my cousin's uncle presided over the competition last year. If there is any suitable one, you can also recommend it to me. Then recommend it to the emperor."

  The two were talking, and Mr. Xiang rushed over disheveledly.

  Looking at him like a dead father, he should know what happened.

   "Mr. Jinghu!" He wept and bowed down 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 drawing to a close.

  (end of this chapter)