"Brother Zhou, what does the root cause of the problem in Liujia Village?" Cen Beisheng turned his head to look at Zhou Ziwei, and Qingjun's face was heavy.

"The roots are ......" Zhou Ziwei frowned, stood on the ridge and pursed her lips in deep thought.

Cen Beisheng's eyes flashed slightly, and he had a little more worry in his heart, and turned around and walked in the direction of the carriage, "Let's go, while it's still early, we can still run to two other villages." ”

Zhou Ziwei and Cen Beisheng went to a few more villages, and what they heard and saw was basically the same.

What made her even more concerned was that some villages in the south of the county had already started harvesting work, but as soon as she saw their bundles of rice that were as shriveled as the villagers, Zhou Ziwei's brows furrowed tightly.

On the way back, Zhou Ziwei sat in the carriage, lifted the curtain and looked at a mountain of red maples in the distance, sighed faintly, and felt a little more sad in her heart.

Suddenly, a big hand fell on her shoulder, Zhou Ziwei turned her head and saw Cen Beisheng's eyes with a somewhat comforting smile, "Don't worry, I'll help you change this place together." ”

Help her? The four big words "non-monarch and non-minister" flashed in Zhou Ziwei's mind, and she was silent for a while.

Cen Beisheng didn't notice her abnormality, but he felt that the shoulders under his hands were too thin, and there were some emotions similar to distress in his heart.

His eyebrows jumped suddenly, and he subconsciously withdrew his hand, but found that at some point, his hand on Zhou Mingshu's shoulder was tightly grasped, and a pair of clear eyes saw his heart without blinking.

"Cen Beisheng! You do one thing for me! ”

Zhou Ziwei's heart swelled with enthusiasm, if her method is useful, then the villagers' lack of food and clothing will be solved after this autumn, and in the coming year, she can use some modern farming methods to ensure that their world increases income and production......

Cen Beisheng was hot in her heart, but he secretly felt self-loathing for his deviance, but there was no inappropriateness on his face, "How to help?" ”

"Tomorrow, in your name, convene a meeting of all the dignitaries and nobles in the county, and I will find a way to let the county lord of Wanping go too!"

Zhou Ziwei's eyes lit up slightly, as long as the county lord of Wanping relented, in that case, other people would not dare not give in, no matter what, they would also ensure that the people would not starve to death this winter.

“…… Okay, I'll do it, but this is ...... Wait for my message. Cen Beisheng looked at her again and again, with a bit of complexity in his eyes, and the words that had rolled to the tip of his tongue still didn't say it after all.

Zhou Ziwei pretended not to know, smiled at him, lowered her head and fell into deep thought.

Cen Beisheng's efficiency is very fast, but Zhou Ziwei received two invitations, one for Zhou Mingshu and one for Zhou Ziwei.

As Cen Beisheng's Sanyuan and the first Shu Jishi, he feasted the dignitaries and dignitaries in the city, and few people would not give face.

And what surprised her even more was that when the county lord of Wanping intended to recruit him that day, his appearance was obviously unhappy, but the invitation to the county lord of Wanping was not handed over to her to deal with, but left a small line in the invitation to Zhou Mingshu to explain that he would send it in person, thinking about it carefully, Cen Beisheng was doing things for her, and he sacrificed a lot......

Zhou Ziwei made up for it by herself, and went to Zhou Mingshu's room to talk about it.

"Brother, tomorrow's banquet is very important, although you are a little better now, but it is not as good as before, so you can rest at home."

The corners of Zhou Mingshu's mouth were still a little stiff, and after listening to her words, he couldn't help but sigh, twisted his eyebrows and thought for a moment, and said slowly: "Brother, I understand, it's just... It's that you're just a little, a little teaching, only, just afraid of ......"

"Brother, do you want to say that you are afraid that I will be despised by others? Don't worry, it's just a bunch of big rats who are looting people's fat and cream, and I won't have to let them lose half their lives tomorrow. ”

Zhou Ziwei raised her chin slightly, exuding a confident and calm aura all over her body, even if she was wearing women's clothes, Zhou Mingshu at this time could find the light of hope for the re-emergence of a declining family from her, and even felt that this once inconspicuous sister was the person the Zhou family needed more today.

He was a little lonely in his heart, lowered his eyes and hid the depression in his heart with a low smile, leaned on the couch and nodded gently, "Everything, be careful." If so, the county lord of Wanping ...... Don't force it. ”

Zhou Ziwei frowned slightly and nodded solemnly.

Out of Zhou Mingshu's bedroom, a manservant in a blue-gray robe was already waiting in the courtyard, and when he saw her come out, the servant smiled solemnly, and posed as if he was going to send her back, "Miss, this is back?" The minions are sending you off. ”

Zhou Ziwei's eyes flashed slightly, nodded slightly, and walked towards her yard.

"Qingli, what's going on recently?" She asked.

It's not that she is suspicious, it's just that Zhou Mingshu's illness came strangely, and the ill-intentioned doctor had already dealt with it before, but the person behind the scenes hadn't been caught yet, so she asked the stewards who were promoted by her to find a loyal and shrewd servant to take care of Zhou Mingshu, and by the way, to prevent all kinds of treacherous people in the house, they were selected and selected, and finally Qingli was selected.

"If you go back to Miss, there is no big movement, but the small movements of those side branches are constant, but none of these have entered the young master's yard, there is Qingli, and no one has the courage to post it."

Zhou Ziwei nodded secretly and smiled, "Very good, when my brother is healthy in the future, you will definitely be indispensable for this credit." ”

"Thank you, Miss." Qing Li saluted and stood at the door of the backyard, watching her enter the door.

The next day, Zhou Ziwei inspected the shops on the street alone, and in the evening, she finally went to Jingshui Tower for a banquet with an invitation.

"Brother Zhou."

At the door of the restaurant, Cen Beisheng, who was dressed in ink-colored brocade, immediately greeted the Zhou family's carriage when he saw it.

can see that there is only Zhou Mingshu in the car, and the smile on his face fades almost invisibly, "Sister Ling...... Oh, I mean, today I have a banquet for the nobles of the city in the name of celebrating your ascension, and I have specially prepared a light drink for Ling Mei, but it is a pity that ......"

Zhou Ziwei glanced at him suspiciously, got out of the car with his support, and coughed lightly, "My sister has been feeling cold recently, and it is inconvenient to go out, so I specially asked me to thank Brother Cen for his kindness." ”

"I see." Cen Beisheng pretended not to care and smiled, but he subconsciously wrote down this matter in his heart, and walked upstairs with her, "Brother Zhou, please." ”