Song Yuanwai's words were really mixed, targeted and strong, and the banquet was quiet and embarrassing.

Someone wanted to say a witty remark to ease the atmosphere, but they were pulled by the people around them and didn't speak.

Everyone still remembers the person who was stamped with slander by the former county order, and no one knows what kind of friendship this county order has with Song Yuanwai.

Mo Gongzi is the Mo family, and Song Yuan's uncle is the steward of the palace, and the Mo family and the palace have always been close.

Don't talk nonsense in confusion about the situation, and end up offending both sides.

The banquet was quiet, and Song Yuanwai was even more proud, it seemed that everyone knew each other, and no one dared to speak for Mo Chen.

He raised his chin, his eyes looked from top to bottom to see how Mo Chen responded, and he had already thought about how to deal with it in his heart.

However, Mo Chen's wind was light, and he said to Pei Qian with tea: "This tea is good. ”

"Hahaha, this is what I brought, if Mo Gongzi likes it, I will give you a pack after the banquet." Pei Qian smiled heartily.

Who can be a rich squire, which one is stupid?

Everyone immediately understood Pei Qian and Mo Chen's attitude, and they also joined the topic.

This one says the tea is fragrant, and the other says the tea is good.

On this topic, everyone chatted enthusiastically, but no one gave Song Yuanwai a superfluous look.

Song Yuanwai's face was suffocated into a pig's liver, and he couldn't be impulsive because he needed Pei Gan's cooperation to suppress Mo Chen for a while.

After Song Yuanwai went straight to find a vacant seat and sat down, he looked at both sides, the position was a little backward, it was too late to change, and he was sulking in his heart, and he looked at Mo Chen even more unpleasantly.

Pei Gan chatted about the same here, drank three more glasses of wine, and then turned to the topic: "Yungang Town was affected by the disaster, and it was the end of the year, and my father was so anxious that he had already asked the imperial court to reduce or reduce the spring tax. ”

During the banquet, there was a singing of merit and virtue, and then there was a discussion around how to provide disaster relief.

Pei Qian listened carefully, he did today's game for this reason.

In the past, when disaster relief was carried out elsewhere, there were incidents of chaotic people grabbing food, and even more so, it was discovered that the stampede had eaten the evil consequences of good deeds.

Yungang Town has been beautiful since ancient times, and there is no old precedent to follow for disaster relief.

The situation in each place is different, if it is completely copied elsewhere, Pei Xianling is afraid of a riot, so Pei Qian cautiously banquets the squire and seeks cooperation.

It's just that the squires are all human spirits, and at first glance there are a lot of ideas, but there are no practical ones.

Song Yuanwai squinted at his head, pouted and smiled contemptuously, and sent a hairy boy to instruct these local snakes to work?

It's time to show off his transcendent status in Yungang Town.

Song Yuanwai coughed loudly twice, and the sound of the conversation during the banquet gradually became smaller.

He nodded with satisfaction, in the end, it was still on his own territory, and no one did not look at it.

"When it comes to disaster relief, there is no shortage of supplies." Song Yuanwai said loudly: "After the autumn tax, the people still have surplus grain in their hands, and it really doesn't matter if the hail doesn't fall. ”

"The most affected are those big farms that grow vegetables, but didn't Mo Gongzi hoard vegetables in advance and give money?"

Pei Qianlai knew that Mo Chen had collected a lot of vegetables in front of the hail and successfully sold them, so he subconsciously looked at Mo Chen when he heard this.

Mo Chen didn't raise his eyelids, and casually floated the tea in his hand, deaf to Song Yuanwai's targeting, and had a very disdainful attitude.

It has been said that the greatest contempt for an enemy is to ignore it.

Song Yuanwai felt greatly insulted, and his anger became even stronger.

An impostor is also worthy of arguing with him in Yungang Town, if he doesn't shoot Mo Chen to death, he will not be the richest man in the town.

He paused and continued: "Natural disasters are controllable, but man-made disasters are the most serious. ”

"Now the vegetables in Yungang Town are being snatched up, resulting in soaring prices and fluctuating people's hearts.

Someone immediately muttered, "What should I do then?" ”

There are also those who are praised.

Song Yuanwai raised his eyebrows, and his face was triumphant: "So the matter of releasing grain can be slowed down, and the people still have food at home, and no one can die." ”

"The top priority at the moment is to cut off the black claws of some people, boost the people's hearts, and appease the people's opinions."

Pei Qian frowned: "This ...... Song Yuanwai, right? Disaster relief is disaster relief, what are you doing so far? ”

He is not an official, he is here to distribute food, not to judge cases.

Song Yuanwai was unfriendly to Mo Chen as soon as he came, and now he is talking about Mo Chen's crime?

When the rich men saw that the situation was not right, they persuaded one after another: "Well, Song Yuanwai, the theme of our banquet today is disaster relief, so let's talk about disaster relief, don't talk about anything else." ”

"That's it, is there a more peaceful place than our Yungang Town?"

"Pei Gongzi, you continue to arrange disaster relief, and we promise to cooperate with a high degree."

The rich man beside Song Yuanwai also lowered his voice and reminded him: "You can leave a good impression on the new county order, and besides, that one is from the Mo family." ”

"Huh!" Song Yuanwai sneered.

He doesn't need to make a good impression on the county order, and when he turns around and presses his uncle, the other party has to grovel to him.

As for Mo Chen, to press down the real Mo family son in front of everyone, that is called ability.

So the identity of the other party is true or false, and he will never mention it today.

When Pei Gan was forced to accept the complaint and submit the case to the county, the county order carefully checked that Mo Chen's identity was fake, causing him to let his son waste his feelings in vain, and it is estimated that the punishment will be more severe.

This bit of psychology, Song Yuanwai can still grasp it.

He glanced towards the door, and Song Xiang nodded outside, indicating that everything was ready, only the east wind was owed.

Song Yuanwai stood up and waved at Pei Gan casually, and said righteously: "Pei Xiaogongzi, everyone, no matter what you say, as the leader of the squires in Yungang Town, Song has the responsibility and obligation to protect the people in the town. ”

"Today I give up this old face, and I want to expose a person's true face in public."

The people next to him couldn't hold it, and Song Yuanwai waved directly outward: "Bring people in." ”

Song Xiang pushed the two old couples with sad faces in.

The old couple was in rags, and their faces were covered with mud, and they were frightened at first sight when they saw a house full of nobles.

Pei Qian's face darkened: "Song Yuanwai, what do you want?" ”

Song Yuanwai pointed to the old couple: "The two old people I met on the way here were crying and complaining, and they committed suicide by jumping into the Zhao Wanghe. ”

"Two old people, but the disaster is too serious to survive?" Pei Xiaogongzi wanted to divert the topic, so he turned to the old couple gently: "Don't be afraid, the disaster relief food in the county has arrived, and it will be distributed in a few days." ”

The old couple didn't dare to raise their heads, hurriedly waved their hands, and couldn't speak: "No, no." ”

Song Yuanwai sneered: "Pei Xiaogongzi, I have already said that the people are not short of that stuttering, and now someone is taking advantage of the disaster to start an incident, and the people have no way to redress their grievances!" ”

The slander was so untechnical, Mo Chen didn't look at it, and secretly sighed sideways.

Pei Qian scolded his mother in his heart: Grandma has a leg, Lao Tzu is here to send a grain to rub his thigh, what kind of moth are you doing halfway!