Letter from Beijing?

Song Qingyuan was stunned!

Since Master Xiao left, she has not been to the capital.

I didn't expect the capital to come first, so who would come?

"Take it......" Song Qingyuan stretched out his hand to take it, and immediately unfolded it, and a good hand came into view.

You don't need to read it, just by looking at the words, you can know that this is Lord Xiao's notes.

Unexpectedly, Lord Xiao still had the day to take the initiative to write a letter to her, Song Qingyuan smiled.

When I went to watch the content of the letter, sure enough, Lord Xiao didn't gossip with her.

Instead, he gave a straightforward account of the situation in the affected area, and then asked her what she had in mind.

"Tsk!" Song Qingyuan shook his head.

She is not an official of the imperial court, so she doesn't know these governance matters.

However, based on her experience as a modern person in the 21st century, it is still possible to make some feasible suggestions.

"Let's go, let's go back and reply." After Song Qingyuan finished speaking, he took Tian Ju into the carriage and went directly back to the Song Mansion in the county.

I entered the study, studied the ink, and picked up the pen to prepare a reply.

Song Qingyuan stood in front of the table, thought about it and thought about it, the question asked by Lord Xiao was nothing more than post-disaster reconstruction

But what can be done to bring the decayed county back to prosperity?

Song Qingyuan murmured softly, and she didn't know whether Master Xiao was asking her opinion or testing her, anyway, she wrote everything she knew.

First, tax exemption

The common people themselves have been affected by the disaster, the crops have been flooded, and the year's harvest has been completely ruined, and if taxes are still collected at this time, it will undoubtedly make the situation worse.

Tax exemption is a necessity and one of the ways to return people to their places of origin.

Second, borrowing.

The government came forward to lend grain seeds to the people, so that the people could plant crops.

Just like she gave the chicken on credit and the duck to the villagers of Fuze Village.

Article 3: Commerce.

It is better to develop projects to attract businesses to settle in the affected counties, and only when the trade routes are opened can a county prosper.

If you enter a county town and can't even find a place to buy things, then this county ...... Song Qingyuan shook his head.

Article 4 ......

Article 5......

Half an hour later, Song Qingyuan took a deep breath and stretched his waist, "It's finally finished!" ”

She is racking her brains, but she doesn't know whether Lord Xiao is dissatisfied with this answer sheet.

Drying the paper, putting it in the envelope, and just about to send someone to Liu Wu, Song Qingyuan paused.

Rubbing his chin and thinking silently, it doesn't seem good to just reply to a letter, should I bring some more gifts.

"Tian Ju!" Song Qingyuan shouted.

"Girl, what's the matter?" Tian Ju pushed the door and poked her head in.

"Come with me to the Song Ji Garment Store, let's pick a table and send it to the capital."

"Good!" Tian Ju nodded.

After a while, the two got into the carriage and went to the Song Kee Garment Store.

............

On the other side, the capital.

The streets are full of people coming and going, lively and extraordinary, revealing the prosperity of the prosperous era and the peace of the country and the people.

Lu Mingxuan's figure was shuttling through several rouge shops, and he was interested in inquiring about various rouge gouaches with the guys in the store.

"This son, this gouache is good, it is a new popular one this year, and it is newly made by our workshop master."

"Buy it back, your lady will like it." The young man warmly recommended it.

Lu Mingxuan picked it up and looked at it, the bag was very good-looking, but he didn't know how to wipe it on his face.

"What's the name of this gouache?"

"It's called the plum blossom buckle, which is given by our master." Dude said.

"This batch of goods has just been made by our master, congratulations on your coincidence, if you come late, you can't buy it."

"There's a lot of rich wives waiting to grab it!"

"Really!" Lu Mingxuan raised his eyebrows.

The fan slapped on his hand, "Then bring me three boxes." ”

"Okay!"

"Mei ...... Flower...... Buckle...... Three boxes! The young man lengthened his voice.

After shouting at the store, he introduced others to Lu Mingxuan.

"Come on! Come on! Su Che hurriedly grabbed Lu Mingxuan.

"You have already bought a lot of this rouge gouache, several boxes, and my aunt and sister-in-law can't use it!"

The corners of Lu Mingxuan's mouth curled, "My mother and sister-in-law can't use it, but Xiao Chili is her mother, aunt, aunt, third aunt, sister, sister, and many female dependents who need to be sent, these are far from enough." ”

Hearing this, Su Che's face fell, and he snorted coldly in his heart, this is really a love house and Wu.

It doesn't matter if you like Song Qingyuan, even Song Qingyuan's family and relatives are all worried about it, Lu Mingxuan is really good!

Su Che clenched his fingers and relaxed, "The township test has just ended, what are you doing in such a hurry to go back, why don't you stay here for a while?" ”

Lu Mingxuan's body was imperceptible, and he smiled indifferently, "There's nothing to stay, I'm homesick, I want to go home early!" ”

"Nothing to keep?"

"Can't my Su family keep you?" Su Che suppressed the anger in his heart.

"The Su family is the Su family, I am me, my surname is Lu and not Su!"

"Do you have to be so angry with me!" Su Che shook his head helplessly, the anger in his heart was dissipated, and finally he sighed deeply.

"With the care of the Su family, the road in the future will be much easier, it is better than you alone.

Lu Mingxuan shook his head and turned his back on his hand, "I think I still have to rely on myself to be a man, I'm still young, I won't even have this ambition!" ”

"Okay! You have ambition! Su Che nodded, "Then you are not going to go to Guozijian to enroll?" ”

"Don't go!" Lu Mingxuan didn't think about it and replied directly.

"What's so good about Guozijian, my grandfather's knowledge is not bad, it's better to learn from my grandfather at home when you enter Guozijian!"

"It's different!" Su Che frowned in disagreement.

"You are a student, and you want to enter the national prison, all for the knowledge of those teaching gentlemen!"

"Of course not!" Lu Mingxuan continued.

He is not stupid, how could he not know that the people who enter the country are more to make friends, and after entering the imperial court, they can also support each other.

Especially in the Guozi Prison, you can also get to know the sons of high-ranking officials and nobles.

With the way, being pulled by others is stronger than his own efforts for ten years, but unfortunately he is unwilling, Lu Mingxuan has a faint arrogance in his heart.

"I understand what you say, but I want to go home." Lu Mingxuan's attitude was resolute.

"Good! Good! Good! Whatever you want! ”

Su Che flicked his sleeves, "Don't regret it in the future!" After saying that, he walked away.

Lu Mingxuan was noncommittal.

Since he has made a choice, he will definitely not regret it in the future, because this is the path he chose himself, and he will go on firmly.

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Song Kee Garment Store.

Song Qingyuan and Tian Ju carefully selected embroidery knick-knacks.

"Girl, what do you think of this?"

"Don't all readers like bamboo, send this ornament to the atmosphere!" Tian Ju suggested.

Song Qingyuan shook his head, he had never heard that Lord Xiao liked bamboo, and strictly speaking, Lord Xiao was not a scholar.

He should like swords, after all, is it a brocade guard, holding a sharp blade.

"Girl, what do you think of this plum blossom?"

"And this one...... There is also this ......" Tian Ju suggested several times in a row, but they were all vetoed by Song Qingyuan one by one.

"Forget it! Never mind! After a moment, Song Qingyuan waved his hand.

"Don't pick one, I'll draw one myself and let them make it!"

Thinking of what she was going to paint, Song Qingyuan smiled timidly, with a bit of naughtiness in her eyes.

I don't know how Lord Xiao will react when she receives her gift?

Song Qingyuan suddenly looked forward to it.