"This trick is good, it's just that we worked hard and lost a lot of money to get in, and in the end we all made wedding dresses for the imperial court!" Zhou Wenjun looked at a few truckloads of grain and said indignantly, she and Song Bingzhu also painted gourds in the same way, and bought a large amount of grain from the profiteers in the south. If you do the math, it's barely enough for emergency rescue and disaster relief. The flood has stopped, and they have managed to relieve the flood where there is standing water, and now they just need to distribute food to the victims to get through this difficult time, and after settling down, they can continue to grow food.

Just thinking about the fact that their efforts have added glory to the emperor, in the end, they may be suspected by the emperor of winning people's hearts, and they feel a little aggrieved in their hearts.

"So, in addition to Ah Jian's method, Lao Yan also added one." Song Bingzhu looked at the text message he had just sent and smiled, and couldn't help but admire in his heart, Ah Jian is resourceful, he is thoughtful, and the two are really a natural pair. "Huh?" Zhou Wenjun didn't understand too much, leaned over to look at the short line of words on the text message, and then smiled, this trick is really good.

Although it is said that the group of bandits did not come, this matter is a little strange. Will bandits be so easy to fool? The merchants became suspicious, so those who were interested went to investigate, but there was no result. A few days later, I don't know who leaked the news that the bandit den had no intention of looting. The group of profiteers really reacted, but the rice had already been sold, so they came to the door one after another, and they shouted loudly that they wanted justice. The crowd blocked in front of the inn where they were, saying that they would also meet Song Bingzhu and Zhou Wenjun.

Those few people also copied the guys, called the family Ding, bustling to look at the people who were going to stir up trouble, at the door for a long time, the innkeeper was so noisy that there was really no way, afraid that they would smash the door, so they opened a small crack and said with a smile, "The two little sons are not here today, they went to the door of the government to set up a porridge shed to help the people." ”

Those people couldn't do it, so they insisted on breaking in to take a look, and finally the shopkeeper really had no choice but to ask a few of them to go in and search. The inn has not been inhabited for a long time, and there is dust in some places, and those few people rummage around, making the inn a miasma. They also kicked over the seated chairs. Also put all the cabinets. The rice jar turned upside down. After searching for a long time, and making sure that there was no one, and the rice was not here, even the package or anything was missing, they clamored to go to the government to accuse them of falsely transmitting the holy decree.

Looking at the distant backs of the group of people, the shopkeeper finally put his mind at ease and said with great disdain, "The ancients said that the farmers and businessmen, profiteers like this kind of profiteers who make a fortune deserve to be ranked at the bottom, phew! "Zhou, the two sons of Song are very good people, they were photographed by God to save the victims, and these blood-sucking leeches still have to settle accounts?! Raise the price of rice, take advantage of the danger of people, and the people will not settle accounts with you.

"Shopkeeper, do you want to put those two burdens back?" Xiao Er asked in a low voice while cleaning up the messy inn.

"It's better to put it away, and the group of wolf-hearted things in the province will come back and make a commotion." The innkeeper closed the door panel and said, looking at the inn that had been turned into a mess, he couldn't help but curse the group of hooligans and ruffians.

Here, the group of profiteers who came back to their senses found that they had been deceived, and there was no holy decree at all, and the relief grain was all coarse grain bought from them, so they ran to the door of the government office with a curse, and sure enough, they saw that the two people set up a porridge shed to sell porridge, and the refugee queue for porridge was long, and each of them was almost very thin from hunger, and the yellow muscles of the face were as thin as if a gust of wind could blow them away, and some of the victims had a big bulging stomach because they had not eaten for a long time, but they were covered with skin and bones, and their ribs were clearly visible, and they looked very miserable.

"Isn't this just catching a turtle in an urn?!" A family member said to his master in surprise, "Master, you are familiar with Master Zhang in this mansion!" On weekdays, you don't have to honor him less, this time I asked Master Zhang to arrest this group of deceitful guys and send them to prison! ”

"I don't think it's appropriate, after all, this surnamed Song is from the Song family of the four major families, and if he openly provokes, I'm afraid we won't be able to eat and walk around." A businessman said that he often went out to sell goods, and naturally heard about the power of the four major families in the rivers and lakes, so he couldn't help but leave some thin noodles for people. If you can give a horse to return the rice today, it will naturally be the best, seeing that the head of the Song family is just a teenager, he is not deeply involved in the world, he must be easy to handle, as long as he intimidates it.

"Hmph, the four families? The Song family is also worthy?! The businessman Chen Jian said, I saw that he had a fierce face, his eyes were like a vicious beast, eight feet tall, he looked like a bad bully, and he was also resolute in the shopping mall. What's more, this time they are pretending to pass on the holy decree, and with what family he is, he will also punish the nine clans!! ”

"That's it, the strong dragon can't suppress the head snake, not to mention that he's just a big milk doll." The guy yelled disdainfully.

"But......" The other merchant was about to interject, but was pushed away by the leader and spat on him.

The merchant wiped his face, furious. He was forced to come by them to make up the numbers, and at this time, he wiped his face indignantly, shook his sleeves and left, he didn't want to die with this group of brainless people.

"Timid as a mouse," Chen Jian scolded, and then turned around and led a large team to Xingshi to ask for guilt.

"The group is coming." Song Bingzhu whispered in a low voice while riding porridge.

"I see, I'm not blind." Zhou Wenjun muttered, looking at the group of angry people, she smiled disdainfully, the more angry they were, the happier she became, it was just a group of rabble, she was not afraid. "I just don't know if the one inside is shrewd." As she spoke, she looked at the government behind her.

"We'll find out in a moment." Song Bingzhu said, smiling and smiling, gave the next refugee a whole night full of coarse grain porridge.

After a while, Chen Jian walked to the porridge shed, overturned the porridge that still had half a pot left, and hit the wooden pole of the porridge shed in a circle, the wooden pole immediately broke, and the porridge shed immediately collapsed. He snorted coldly as if he had dismounted.

Song Bingzhu looked at him coldly and only felt funny, sometimes a strong man may also be a coward, when he has no sense of security in his heart, he will swing his fist at others to show his strength, as if this will make others afraid, but this will also intimidate the weak. Just like the person in front of him, if he is cowardly and inferior in his bones, he will oppress others.

Song Bingzhu dodged lightly, patted the porridge splashed on his body, and turned around to go to the spare porridge bucket next to him to get porridge.

The victims in the front row suddenly gathered around, and they began to grab the porridge that was still steaming on the ground, and they were scrambling for fear that they wouldn't be able to grab it, a group of people squeezed around and hit Chen Jian on the side, and he was ignored by Song Bingzhu and hung aside, and his face was black. That Chen Jian was not a good talker, so he picked up a victim and threw it into the distance, shouting angrily, "Get out." ”

But the group of victims were busy grabbing food, and who would pay attention to him, still crowded around him. He was so angry that he kicked it up, knocking over several victims in a row. Zhou Wenjun on the side couldn't stand it anymore, picked up a broken bowl and threw it over and smashed it on Liu Pan.

Looking at these two boys who didn't know the height of the sky, he scolded, "Dare to smash Lao Tzu, and dare to lie to you Lao Tzu, today I will let you know what it means to be a strong dragon and difficult to suppress the head snake." He swung his fist up, and the big fist of the casserole would have a big pit if it was smashed on the ground, but Song Bingzhu just stretched out his hand to block it, and then held it back, and Liu Pan couldn't move the strength of the milk, as if he was fixed somewhere, and then pulled back, Chen Jian was about to fall to the ground, and Song Bingzhu hit him with a knife on the back of the neck, but was dodged by Chen Jian.

"Liar? Where did I lie to you, but you knocked over this big pot of porridge, if the porridge is not enough, then many people will have to go hungry. Zhou Wenjun said, and the last sentence specially raised the volume, for fear that the group of hungry people waiting in line for porridge would not hear it.

"That's it!" Song Bingzhu said kindly, picked up the rice spoon that fell on the ground and wiped it with the corner of his clothes.

"It's been a morning." An old man on crutches sighed a little weakly, with soil-stained rice cereal hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"I'm starving."

The group of disaster victims had been queuing for so long, and it was finally their turn, who would have thought that they were all on the ground now, and they were snatched up.

"It's this group of profiteers who are driving up the price of rice, causing everyone to not be able to eat." Zhou Wenjun shouted at the top of his voice, and pointed to the family members who copied the guys and said, "We are kind enough to give porridge, and they still want to come to find fault!" There's still some porridge in it, but I'm afraid they won't let me send it! ”

The victims did not have the strength to take care of superfluous things, but if they were to be unable to eat, then they would not stand idly by, so one or two surrounded the group of merchants in order to eat porridge, although it was only a group of old, weak, sick and disabled, but a hundred and ten victims surrounded a dozen families was still very deterrent.

Seeing this, Chen Jian secretly sighed that it was not good, and just tested it, this kid of the Song family is extraordinary, if there are so many disaster victims, I am afraid that he will not be able to do well today. But wouldn't it be too embarrassing to go back like this, he Chen Jian couldn't be a bad seed who went back with his tail between his legs, so he still had to force himself to say two words, "Phew! You don't have an edict at all, this is not the relief food of the imperial court, you two deceived me from me! False proclamation of the Holy Decree deserves to be punished!! ”

The old man was stunned, wasn't it the imperial court for disaster relief? Could it be that the Song family bought food out of their own pockets and distributed it for free? No way! There will be people in the world who really care about the life and death of their group of cheap people, why does the Song family want to do this kind of money-losing business?!

But looking at Chen Jian's determined face, and the two who made porridge without saying a word, their hearts became clearer, and they became more and more cold. Could it be that the imperial court really let the victims go unattended, and still need others to pay out of their own pockets to buy food for them?

These words hit their hearts, she just waited for Liu Pan to say these words, it was like drowsiness and a pillow, didn't she? ! Do you want them to spend money to add a good name to the court and win the hearts of the people? No way!

"However, from beginning to end, I only said that I had come down from the capital to provide relief food, and I did not say that I had a holy decree, nor did I say that it was the emperor's decree. I just have a relative in the capital who asked me to buy some food for disaster relief. She shrugged her shoulders very innocently, and did not forget to say sarcastically, "Who said that I am falsely preaching the holy decree?" ”

"Stinky boy, you ......" Chen Jian was so choked that he couldn't speak for a long time, and he was speechless for a while. In retrospect, it seems that they only heard the news that the imperial court was distributing relief food, but after they came, there was neither a holy decree nor a secret letter. Careless! No one has ever gone back to pretend to be someone from the court, after all, this is a capital crime. Not to mention, someone will come to disaster relief in the name of the imperial court, this kind of thankless or even head-killing thing is beyond the thinking of businessmen who can only make profits, not to mention, when the bandits said that they were going to come to grab food, they were in a mess. Therefore, it did not occur to them to check the authenticity in the first place.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, his fingers trembling and pointing at Zhou Wenjun, glaring angrily like the four heavenly kings in the temple, "Stinky girl! Die**! Look at me today not ............ Yes! ”

In the next second, his fingers were broken by Song Bingzhu, his face was gloomy, and his tone was tougher than before, "It's not polite to use your fingers to others, do you have any questions?" ”

Chen Jian screamed in pain, covering his broken fingers and scolding, his heart became more and more indignant, and he turned his head to look at his group of brothers and shook his head in confusion, as if he had really not heard them say the holy decree, the emperor's words.

"What are you doing in a daze, give it to me!" Chen Jian was so angry with this group of fools that he yelled angrily. The group of family members in the back immediately stepped forward with thick wooden sticks, but they were stopped by the group of victims and hugged by the waist, some of them also thought that their masters were a little excessive, but in order to make a living, they had to do this kind of work for the tiger, and now they were stopped and pretended not to push away, and were crushed in place. The other family members didn't think so, the fox and the fake tiger were used to it, and at this time, the master was in trouble with the loyalty of one by one, and after beating away the victims next to him, he had to rush up to beat Song Bingzhu.

Song Bingzhu looked at the group of family members who rushed over and snorted disdainfully, pulled out the burning sword in his hand, swung the sword forward, and fought with the group of family members. And Chen Jian pounced on Zhou Wenjun, and was a little scared when he was deflated by Song Bingzhu, so he turned the spearhead. Looking at her thin and weak appearance, she must be a good bully.

Who knew that in the next second, Chen Jian was knocked out and hit the government's drum, which fell and smashed on his back, he struggled to get up, and spit out a mouthful of black blood.

"Tell me about you, you want to bully the weak but you just pick me, and no one is so unlucky that it's this bad." Zhou Wenjun sighed, although she is in charge of intelligence, it doesn't mean that she is a weak chicken, okay?!

Chen Jian watched Zhou Wenjun approach step by step in horror, and hurriedly exclaimed loudly, "County master, beating people, beating people!! ”

A few small soldiers with killing sticks rushed out, waving their sticks like praying mantises, and the victims were stunned again, the county master not only didn't help pull away these few people who provoked trouble and destroyed the porridge shack, but also went to arrest the two righteous men?! They rushed up one after another to stop those officers and soldiers, but they hadn't eaten enough for half a month, and they had no strength in their bodies, and they were suddenly opened by the killing stick.

Zhou Wenjun squinted at these embarrassed officials and sighed, are her opponents so vulnerable now, and this quality is not very good, even the people are beaten, and it is simply lower to fight with them.

That's it, then play with them, she picked up the big iron spoon used to hold the rice and tried it, and it was quite right, watching the imposing little soldiers rush forward, spoonful by spoon, a little stronger and knocked those few unconscious, and one cut her clothes, and she almost opened the scoop together. The county lord in the back straightened his clothes and wanted to go out to arrest the two, but when he saw the people who were beaten outside, he turned around and went back without saying a word, and wanted to close the gate of the mansion, but he was stuck by Zhou Wenjun's rice spoon, and he fell back in fright, and crawled back in a panic.

Within a stick of incense, the group of troublemakers were packed up obediently and huddled together, like little lambs who were forced to report to the group to keep warm, Chen Jian also lay on the ground without saying a word, and was knocked unconscious.

"The movement is so big, doesn't the county master come out to take a look?" Song Bingzhu complained speechlessly, he had already reached the door of the house, but this official master could still sit still.

"It's just an old fox in officialdom," Zhou Wenjun snorted coldly, "These merchants don't respect him less on weekdays, and officials and businessmen collude, no wonder no one cares when the price of grain is raised." ”

"Forget it, today's purpose has been achieved anyway." He turned around and picked up the overturned porridge bucket, took out the rest of the porridge from inside, and when he walked into the mansion, the county lord inside happened to pass by, and the scene was very embarrassing for a while, and the county lord smiled wryly, and then ran away in a hurry.

"Aren't you afraid that the official will punish you?!" A businessman looked submissive, but when he saw everyone falling, he dared to stand up and shout, and his courage was commendable.

"Afraid? I'm afraid he won't dare to report this to his superiors. Song Bingzhu wiped the blood stains on the sword with a tablecloth, then put the sword away, looked at the injured people and said, "For the officials are not benevolent, let you fleas suck blood, make huge profits, and do nothing in the face of the flood, these few are enough for him to go to prison, let alone corruption." ”

"I will be corrupt and beheaded according to the law, and if the circumstances are serious, I will be paraded in the streets." Zhou Wenjun said word by word, loudly, and specially said to the county magistrate who spared his life inside, if he knew each other, he would not report to the top, then today he can kill two birds with one stone, not only to gain the hearts of the people, but also to make the court not notice.

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Song Bingzhu: Today I came to tell you a story, saying that there was a village in the past, there was a dog in the village, and the dog said that there was a village in the past, and there was a dog in the village, and the dog said that ......

Zhou Wenjun: Okay, okay, don't stop here to make up the number of words, are you really a fool for the majority of readers?!

Song Bingzhu: Hey, didn't I warm up first.

Zhou Wenjun: Warm-up? Just your stinky, long thing, like a footwrap, sitting here to fool our food and clothing parents? Isn't that what everyone says?

Yan & Liang & Beichen & Huangfu: Yes~ Go down, go down

Song Bingzhu, who said that I am stinky and long?! You haven't even listened to it!

Zhou Wenjun: ...... Then you say, if you don't finish in a minute, I'll wedge you.

Song Bingzhu: Once upon a time, there was a dog in a village, and one day the dog ate and ate his stomach indiscriminately, is this good? It's scurrying around, and it stinks to death. The surrounding villagers complained bitterly, but the owner of the dog still said that he didn't smell it. Soon, the dog will run into the well, and this is still the case? The well water is shared in the village, and it is going to be polluted, so everyone will have to drink dog urine water in the future, can this group agree?

Zhou Wenjun: Of course not! This dog and its owner are really singing on the platform - ghosts who don't know how to die.

Beichen Min: Planting does not produce seedlings - bad seeds!

System: Swimming in a big dung tank - I'm not afraid of!

Song Bingzhu: So, the people in the village have to stop it, who knows that the dog and the dog owner are so thick-skinned that they directly pretend to be deaf and dumb, what should they do?

Zhou Wenjun: Oh? And what about later?

Song Bingzhu: Later? Later, it was the village names who killed the dog and recognized the village, and the dog owner also drove it out.

Everyone: Happy!

Song Bingzhu: Actually, there is no end to the story, and the ending is waiting for human beings to write.