Seeing that it is about to enter winter, the situation in Fujian has gradually improved, the people are said to be the minister of the Qin Mission, the rich families have reduced the rent for the next year, the Yue family and the Luo family are a porridge field every ten years, and from time to time to scatter some old clothes, and the semicolons in various places are also following behind to do good deeds, therefore, the scene of the scattered people has not appeared again, and even the tragedy that looks like a massacre has no follow-up.

The Luxiang wine shop on Zhoujia Old Street has also reopened, and the business is not bad, and no one seems to be taboo about the death of people here. From the shopkeeper to the little two in the hall, all of them kept silent about the day's events, but greeted the guests attentively, if the one who didn't have long eyes mentioned it, the shopkeeper would politely invite him out. In a popular saying, it means that we ordinary people don't get involved in the official family.

Although the business is good, it is just some ordinary people playing some wine and snacks or something, and the real distinguished guests have gone to the Luoying Building on the other side of the street, where will they come here, so it has always been full of people and noisy, and everyone is used to this atmosphere. However, there is something strange in today's wine shop, and everyone's eyes are focused on a middle-aged man who is dressed extraordinarily, and he does not dare to talk and laugh loudly.

Song Junxian was very depressed, he was a good political envoy of Huguangbu, but above the court, Xiao Yunchao, the secretary of the ministry, suggested that he should be the governor of Fujian. If he weren't for him being a well-informed person, I'm afraid he would have to celebrate his promotion, but unfortunately the news he got was that the emperor did not agree to remove Fujian's political envoy and envoy, and in the end, Xiao Yunchao could only bring himself out, a person who had nothing to do with Fujian.

Song Junxian was also quite disappointed at first, so he only brought a few people to Fuzhou first, intending to see the wind, who expected that it was quite peaceful here, and there was no imaginary depression. However, the massacre of Zhoujia Old Street has always been a thorn in his heart, which is why he did not go to the bustling Luoying Building and chose this place where the people gathered. It's just that no matter how simple his clothes are, there is still an essential difference between him and those lowest-class people, plus he has been an official for many years, and he has such an awe-inspiring demeanor, which is incompatible with the atmosphere of the wine shop.

"Little Er!" He shouted impatiently, already regretting it in his heart, and could only hope that this runner could reveal something.

"This master, what do you command?" Fu Le, who ran the hall, came forward with a smile, and he and the shopkeeper had already seen that Le was an extraordinary guest officer, lest he was a person from the Qin Mission, so he served extremely hard.

"I'll ask you something."

Fu Le chuckled in his heart, his eyes couldn't help but glance at the shopkeeper, but he promised quickly, "Master, as long as the little one knows, he must know everything, and he will say everything." ”

"I heard that there was a riot of displaced people on this street not long ago, is it true or false?" Song Junxian's eyes became blazing, and his arrow-like gaze shot straight into Fule's eyes.

"Master, don't look at the little one like this, blame the cold people." Fule's face only changed slightly, and then he avoided his gaze, "The little one is just a runaway, and he doesn't understand those big truths." Besides, no matter what, as long as we ordinary people can live a good life now, it will be done. Master, the little ones know that you are a big man, so don't make it difficult for us. ”

Song Junxian shook his head when he heard this, he didn't expect these people to be so stubborn, but it seems that Xiao Er is not wrong, as long as the people's lives can get by, they will not pay attention to what the official family has caused in Mingtang. Alas, if it weren't for his own future and life, what would he do, it would be too late to hide!

Raised his hand and put down a piece of silver, he left the wine shop without looking back, and the two little guys also hurriedly followed, the master didn't even bring his family with him when he came to Fujian this time, and the lady had already ordered them to take care of the master, and the two really didn't dare to leave an inch.

Fule looked at the silver ingots weighing two or three taels in a daze, and his face was full of doubt. said that this master was a person who walked the road, and he asked about the well-known thing in Fuzhou; Let's say that he is a businessman from a foreign country, but he doesn't look like he has a bearing, but he looks like a messenger sent by Beijing. If he hadn't known that the prince was very young, he would have mistaken it.

"Don't look at it!" The shopkeeper gave Fule a chestnut, "Go and clean up, you know today, otherwise I have to dismiss the owner and bring the silver!" ”

Fule was stupid, the sentence behind the relationship was serious, and he handed over the silver sullenly, really greedy. However, remembering that it was not easy for him to make this errand, he just glanced at the silver one more time, and then reluctantly went to work. The shopkeeper and Fule didn't pay attention, and the two guests at the table near the door also dropped a few copper coins and followed Song Jun when he went out.

Although the street was not very depressed, there were still not many people, and Song Jun walked casually, after all, this was the place where he was about to become governor. There were not many homeless beggars on the road, and he knew that as a provincial capital, he was afraid that he would not let these people in, and there were not many people on the road, but the scene was sad. After all, Fujian is still a rich land, and it is also thanks to the "blessing" of the former governor and Guo Lu, so Song Junxian is also puzzled that the emperor does not remove Guo Hanjin and Lu Simang.

"Lord Song is so free!" He suddenly heard a chuckle behind him, "The newcomers are hanging out, obviously caring about the people, it seems that Fujian is blessed." ”

Song Junxian was surprised in his heart, and when he looked back, it was an acquaintance, "Brother Xu Changxian, why are you here?" He and Shi Jingqi are also fellow villagers, although they were a little unaccustomed to the pride of this talented man in the past, but they still regretted that he did not take the first test, "Why did you also get to Fujian?" ”

"It seems that Brother Song is not well-informed enough." Shi Jingqi saw that Song Junxian was very kind to him, so he naturally changed his name, "Didn't anyone in the capital tell you that I am now a staff member of the Seventh Highness, not the free body of the past." ”

Song Jun was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, he never imagined that the arrogant Shi Jingqi would actually take refuge in the Seventh Prince, even if others told him, I am afraid he would scoff at it. However, since the person concerned revealed it in person, he must not be humiliated. "Brother Xu Changxian, you really ......"

"Hehe, I guess almost every acquaintance will not believe it when they hear this, but maybe God is destined for me to have a relationship with His Highness the Seventh." Shi Jingqi laughed at himself, "It's Brother Song, as soon as you came to Fuzhou, you were arrested by the people of the Yamen, but they have been holding back their strength to investigate the few things a while ago." It's just that you're still wandering around here, and if you change to someone else, maybe you'll be accused of despising the prince. At the end of the day, you have to say hello to His Highness the Seventh first, right? ”

This time it was Song Jun's turn to smile bitterly, no matter how he thought that his whereabouts would fall under the noses of others. "Okay, Xu Chang, can't I take your good? I came with a dozen people, all squatting in the inn, I didn't want to see the situation. Okay, I'll go with you to see His Highness the Seventh. Alas, these days in Fujian, I have also suffered you. I really don't know how you guys got through, there are so many messy things! ”

Shi Jingqi also ignored his complaints, greeted the two little guys, and then led the way with a smile, not paying attention to the few tails behind him. Song Junxian was still babbling about what he had seen and heard on the road, and Shi Jingqi was amused for a while. I have heard that this fellow likes to complain the most, so his colleagues are most afraid of chatting with him, and if he is not careful, he will become the object of "confiding", which is the most boring.

"I didn't expect Lord Song to actually take a light car from Fuzhou, this king is really surprised." Different from Song Junxian's imagination, Feng Wuxian seemed to be relieved when he saw him coming, "Lord Song has come to Fujian, which can be regarded as a high promotion, but with the experience of the past, this king is here again, I'm afraid this governor is more restricted." ”

Who's to say it isn't? Song Jun replied in his heart, but he didn't dare to put these on the surface, after all, he was not very familiar with this prince Qincha. Although the emperor appointed him as the new governor, he still did not revoke the title of Feng Wuxian Qincha, so he deserved to be the most tasteless of the feudal officials. "Your Highness laughed, where is the constraint for the official? What's more, with the support of His Royal Highness's Son of Heaven Sword, how can the lower officials be a little tougher when they speak? ”

The two of them laughed tacitly, and Feng Wuxian couldn't help but have a good impression of the new governor. "This king also hopes so, Lord Song, after all, the people of Fujian are complicated, and you, the governor, have to do your best. This king is young, if there are some things that are not thoughtful enough, please give me more advice. ”

"Don't dare, don't dare." Song Junxian hurriedly excused himself, "However, I would like to ask His Royal Highness to introduce Lord Guo and Lord Lu to the lower officials, after all, they have governed Fujian for many years, and the so-called strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, if this governor can't let them obey, I'm afraid that the lower officials will have to roll up and walk sooner or later." He obviously complained a little when he said this, after all, there were too many things on Guo Lu and the others, as long as he could not implicate himself, he already wanted Amitabha.

"Lord Song, it's not difficult to meet, it's rare to have a heart-to-heart." Feng Wuxian couldn't help but remind, "The wealthy clan in Fujian is powerful, and the folk customs are changeable, you must not despise Lord Guo and Lord Lu because they are guilty." Besides, you just said very clearly, if you want to be an official here for a long time, if the three of you are born, sooner or later you will leave office together, and there will be no one left. ”

Song Junxian changed his face, and hurriedly saluted respectfully: "Your Highness reminds that the lower officials must keep it in mind, and they must put the people first and return Lingyun to a clean Fujian." ”

"Alas, Lord Song, this king knows that you have a very good official reputation, but it doesn't matter if Fujian is clean or not, what matters is the reputation of the people and the imperial history. This king won't say much, after all, you've been here for two more months, so you can think about it yourself. Feng Wuxian admired Song Junxian's style a little, but he seemed to have some bad premonitions, and he could only hope that this governor could work for a little longer.

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