Duan Mingyu touched his nose helplessly, the newcomer to Songzhou, where does it cost nothing, it is necessary to buy such a big house, not only Duan Mingyu and his family live here, but also the Fang rat who took refuge in Duan Mingyu in the zodiac, Shangguan Xiaotu, and Ma Sanniang also live here together, and even Cheng Zhiyuan's father and daughter have two wings. Ahem, it's a complicated family.

Duan Mingyu said: "As soon as I said that this trip to Songzhou, Lao Tzu was angry, and rushed out of Bianliang, as if he was thrown out, Zhu Wen chased and killed, Qin Zongquan chased and killed, Lao Tzu, the largest feudal town force in the late Tang Dynasty, offended the two, I really don't know how to get along in the future, and I was in a hurry, and I didn't have time to say hello to Her Royal Highness the princess......"

"Snap ......" the sound of a pair of chopsticks falling to the ground.

There is jiān-情, there is definitely jiān-情! That's what everyone looked at. "Ahem, what are you doing looking at this champion, eating, eating, huh...... This braised pork is well done! Duan Mingyu knew that he was speechless, and hurriedly snorted.

"Haha, Brother Duan, you can come back earlier than the old man today!" Cheng Zhiyuan was dressed in a vermilion official uniform and a silverfish bag at his waist, and strode forward. Duan Mingyu's heart was unbalanced, what he wore every day for Mao Laozi was a breathless armor shell, and this old man was wearing a handsome and chic official robe, not to mention it, he secretly held a grudge......

Cheng Junyu got up from the dinner table and took Cheng Zhiyuan's black-winged official hat.

"Come on, Brother Cheng is busy with business, drink chicken soup first and take a breath!" Duan Mingyu said diligently.

"Then thank you for being a brother!" Cheng Zhiyuan took the soup and looked intoxicated, so that everyone else couldn't help but be moved.

"Hehe, Brother Cheng, how are the affairs in your yamen, everything is going well?" Duan Mingyu chewed on the ribs in his mouth and said vaguely.

"Hey, it's not like that, the whole yamen is a mess, and I don't know where to start for my brother!" Cheng Zhiyuan couldn't help but sigh, and after speaking, he put down the chopsticks and couldn't eat a bite!

"At the beginning, there was no one in this yamen, the old man made a secret visit, and finally gathered dozens of tolerances, and now he will do this, and the rest, not a single one! Oh, Ming Rì Xian Brother can let Luo Hou Du command the envoy to transfer the hussars under his command back to the barracks, and dozens of tolerances can already handle some ordinary affairs! Cheng Zhiyuan stroked his beard, it seems that his mood is not very beautiful! It was like this old fox who had been crisscrossing Bianzhou for many years and also felt a headache: "In the Ming Dynasty, the old man will make a list of the people, and many affairs must be slowly held, but where to start first, the official has no idea!"

"Oh, although Duan is not concerned about people's livelihood and government affairs, he always knows that this people take food as the sky, and the people work hard to fill their stomachs, Brother Cheng can start to deal with the relief of the victims first, first, he can save the people's power for my Songzhou, and he can also improve the credibility of the government!" Duan Mingyu also put down the dishes and chopsticks and expressed his opinion: "We stole it from Bianliang...... Ahem, the grain and grass brought are enough to meet the food of the army of 10,000 people for half a year, Brother Cheng might as well transfer some to get through this hurdle! ”

"Virtuous brother is righteous, thank you for my brother for the people of Songzhou!" Cheng Zhiyuan bowed his hand, and for a while, he played all the etiquette, "This Songzhou is the foundation of Brother Duan, and Lao Cheng is just managing one or two for the virtuous brother, an abandoned minister, and he doesn't think about so many things to drill up the camp!" ”

That's right, the emperor transferred Cheng Zhiyuan out of Bianzhou, obviously it was a move to abandon Cheng Baozhu, and Cheng Zhiyuan was not chilled, Cheng Zhiyuan has always been not good at supporting troops and power, and he has no experience in this area, so he had to obey the will of the imperial court, but this heart is no longer for the Tang Dynasty, but for Duan Mingyu, or the people of Songzhou!

"In the barracks, it is much simpler to do things, a certain has been properly cooked, Ming Rì will deal with some government affairs with Brother Cheng together, Huang Chao can't say that he will drag the war to Songzhou one day, this time is really urgent......" Duan Mingyu looked up at Fang Liang and muttered to himself.

"Oh, I said Old Man Cheng, just eat, these messy things really swept the girl's enjoyment, first punish yourself and talk ......about the three altars," Yang Zhaoniang said very uncomfortably.

Cheng Zhiyuan was instantly petrified, and said with a frightened face: "Three...... altar!"

"Uh......h How can you use it...... Ahem, insult Sven, woo...... Can't be poured anymore, Ming rì...... The old man still has to go on business. Oh, another jar, the old man is not drunk, drink, keep drinking! Cheng Zhiyuan fell headlong on the table, and suddenly, he didn't wake up!

Yang Zhaoniang clapped her little hands triumphantly: "Hmph, it's really a great sin to let you make this girl feel uneasy......

Duan Mingyu couldn't help but move her ass back: "This woman ...... Cruel, by no means good, this champion is better to slip away first! ”

"Hey, Brother Mingyu, what are you running? I didn't feed you, and I have to tell you the story, so I'll run away!" Yang Zhaoniang looked at Duan Mingyu who fled in the wilderness, and felt angry in her heart.

At the head of Songzhou City, people are surging, many people are working hard to build fortifications, the city wall should be heightened and reinforced, in case of future wars, outside the city, several stockades have also begun to be built, which are used for frontier sentinels, and also have the purpose of arching the acropolis.

Duan Mingyu and Cheng Zhiyuan thought hard for a long time, and came up with such a time when work for relief was at that time, there were many people in Songzhou City who could not open the pot, and there were not a few displaced refugees.

When the fortifications of the city are almost completed, the people's hearts will be steady, and the cohesion of the entire Songzhou and its affiliated townships and counties will be greatly strengthened.

At that time, a few apartments for refugees to live temporarily will be greatly built, with the prosperity of Songzhou, these laborers will slowly come in handy, winter is coming, Cheng Zhiyuan is also organizing a part of the people to work for relief, building water conservancy projects, many abandoned good land government is also allocated to some refugees who have worked for the government for a long time, for a while, the Song Zhou government is quite well received by the people, survived this winter, Duan Mingyu and Cheng Zhiyuan's efforts, the coming year will be very effective.

"Sanniang, can you still get used to everything in the barracks? Those rough people with mud legs, three sentences are inseparable from the word mother, don't go to your heart, the men in the army, all of them are a fucking stinky deity!" Duan Mingyu was dressed in bright silver armor, and his majestic appearance was quite handsome!

"Oh, Sanniang likes such straightforward men, compared to some so-called scholars, there is a lot less hypocrisy and hypocrisy!" Ma Sanniang touched a black horse in the carriage and said to herself.

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