As soon as Song Chaoyu arrived at the door of the mansion, the Han Governor's Mansion received the news.

He hurriedly sent someone to invite Mr. Song over, and the little servant came back quickly, saying that Mr. Song was worried about His Royal Highness the King of Yuezhou and wanted to see His Royal Highness first.

Han Zhifu was stunned for a moment, touched his beard, and smiled: "Okay, then after Mr. Song meets His Highness, you will report it to me." ”

Song Chaoyu entered the main courtyard like the wind at his feet, and collided with Li Rong, who came from outside with a book in his arms, at the gate.

Aunt Li's hand was steady, and a surprised smile appeared on her face: "Mr. Song, you are back!" ”

She hurriedly led Song Chaoyu inside: "Your Royal Highness is thinking about you every day, and I must be very happy to know that you have come back safely!" ”

Song Chaoyu stopped her from going in to report, and quietly walked inside.

Zhao Lingwei is practicing calligraphy, he is only five years old, and the normal desk is out of reach, and the current desk is specially sent by the Han Governor according to his height.

Song Chaoyu looked at him as a small person, lowering his eyes and copying the calligraphy one by one, and he didn't notice that there was another person in the house for a while.

It wasn't until he finished writing a large text that he seemed a little tired, put down the brush, and rubbed his right wrist with his left hand very skillfully.

A big hand grasped the wrist that was a little sore, and with it was a warm energy, flowing into his wrist along the skin that touched, and the arm that was still a little sore suddenly became refreshed and comfortable.

Zhao Ling's eyes widened slightly, and he shouted happily: "Sir! ”

Song Chaoyu withdrew his hand and said with a smile: "It's a good thing to be diligent and hardworking, but you should pay attention to the combination of work and rest." ”

Zhao Lingwei now knows a lot of words, understands this, and hurriedly said: "I have taken good care of my body and don't get sick." ”

He imitated Aunt Li's old appearance like a little adult, and poured tea for Song Chaoyu: "Master, please drink tea." ”

When Song Chaoyu took the cup of tea and took a sip of it, the mature appearance he pretended to be suddenly gone, and he lay slimy in Song Chaoyu's arms: "Sir, I miss you so much!" ”

Song Chaoyu: "Huh? How much do you want to? ”

This is not difficult for children, he is very serious examples: "I think when I eat, I think when I sleep, and I think about ...... when I practice calligraphy."

At the end, he whispered, "Will the gentleman miss me?" ”

Hey, it's fun to raise kids.

Song Chaoyu pinched his soft little face, "Of course! ”

At the end of the harmonious playtime, he asked Zhao Lingwei: "Brother Lin, do you want to know what I have been doing these days?" ”

Zhao Lingwei nodded.

Song Chaoyu asked people to invite the Han prefect to come over.

Han Zhifu originally thought that he would wait until Song Chaoyu was free to ask, but he didn't expect Song Chaoyu to take the initiative to invite.

He was having something to say to Song Chaoyu at the moment.

It's just that when he saw Zhao Lingwei, who was sitting very upright next to Song Chaoyu and had a royal demeanor, he was a little unsure of what Song Chaoyu meant.

"I've seen Your Highness." He saluted very skillfully, and saluted Song Chaoyu again.

The guest and host sat down, and Song Chaoyu got straight to the point: "I know that Lord Han has many doubts, and inviting Lord Han over this time is also to inform Lord Han what he has done during the time he disappeared." ”

Han Zhifu subconsciously looked at the child sitting beside him.

He hesitated: "Your Highness...... ()”

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Song Chaoyu looked at Governor Han with a smile: "Lord Han, don't underestimate our Highness, children don't know nothing." ”

He didn't know about other children, Zhao Lingwei must be much wiser than ordinary children.

Hearing this, Governor Han looked at this little highness carefully.

Previously, one was to avoid suspicion, and the other was that he was unwilling to have anything to do with the blood of the first prince, so he didn't see Zhao Lingwei many times, but he only knew that although he was born very beautiful, he was pale and thin, which was a pity.

But right now, the young child sitting upright beside Mr. Song, with red lips and white teeth, where does he look a little sick and weak?

Han Zhifu himself is good at taoguang and obscurity, but he can reflect the trick in this - this appearance is mostly made for people to see.

It is not only for the officials of Yuezhou City, but also for the people in the capital.

The difficulty is not that someone around him reminds him to pretend to be sick, but that a child who is only five years old can act so well that he doesn't even see it.

It's really terrifying.

Governor Han restrained his expression and nodded at the two: "Your Highness, Mr. Song, Han is taught." ”

Song Chaoyu talked about what he had done during this time.

As soon as he got up, Han Zhifu was so shocked that he got up from his chair.

"A thousand catties of grain per mu?" Governor Han's breathing was much rougher, and his eyes were staring at Song Chaoyu tightly, "Sir, what you said is true?" ”

Song Chaoyu has never been a mortal, and the first two worlds are the worlds of high martial arts and fairy tales with abundant energy, although he knows that a high-yield grain is very important to human beings, but it is difficult to truly empathize with it after all.

"Nature is true." Song Chaoyu said, "It was a friend of mine who brought food from a very distant place, and it was an improved variety, which was very well adapted to the soil and climate of Yuezhou. ”

He told the Han Governor: "I have already handed over a part to the Dao Dao clan.

”

Han Zhifu's face turned a little red, he couldn't sit still at all, rubbed his hands, leaned forward with his upper body, and stared at Song Chaoyu without blinking: "The rest of the seeds, Mr. Song wants to hand them over to the imperial court?" ”

Song Chaoyu glanced at the old fox and said lightly: "Naturally not, the imperial court does not trust His Royal Highness." Moreover, the planting of grain is limited, so it is natural to stick to Yuezhou first. ”

Han Zhifu grinned a big smile: "Your Excellency, you can leave it to me!" The ruler must choose the most fertile and best land to grow these things. ”

Song Chaoyu saw that he was so happy that he was a little incoherent, so he got up and poured him a cup of tea: "Han Zhifu calm down." ”

This started to get excited, and he hadn't said anything about the rest yet.

Han Zhifu said in his heart How can I be calm, he thought, not only him, whole

() The prefect's mansion, the entire Yuezhou City, and even the entire Dajing, no one can be calm when they hear the news!

Thousands of pounds of grain per mu!

If Dajing can be planted in various places, there will be no longer any fear of famine, and there will no longer be any need to worry about the people starving, turning into a cold number and appearing on the official document.

His eyes were a little hot.

He continued to listen to Song Chaoyu.

He persuaded the Knife Clan, and the Knife Clan agreed to cooperate and deal with the White Relic Clan together.

So, when Nawei disappeared and the White Relic Clan sent half of the elite into Yuezhou City to search, Song Chaoyu took the warriors of the Sword Clan and infiltrated the territory of the White Relic Clan.

They poisoned several water sources near the White Relic.

Of course, it is not a deadly poison, and after being diluted with living water, those who drink these water sources will be weak and lose their combat effectiveness.

The entire territory of the White Relic Clan was taken bloodlessly.

Then, he asked people to pretend to be the White Relic to send a message to the city, and set up an ambush on the road that the cavalry must pass, with the help of the east wind, the poisonous mist powder of the Sword Clan once again successfully put down thousands of elite soldiers of the White Relic Clan.

Han Governor: "......"

He had thought that since this Mr. Song could capture Nawei alone, he must have a lot of ability. After disappearing for so long, something big must be done.

But he never imagined that the White Relic Clan, who had dominated Yuezhou City for more than ten years, would be almost wiped out so easily.

He swallowed: "Sir, are you kidding me? ”

Song Chaoyu was puzzled: "This kind of thing, what's there to joke about?" ”

"So, where are those White Relic people now? What is the gentleman going to do with it? ”

Song Chaoyu said: "They were all fed medicine, half of them were locked up in the Daodao clan, and half were locked up in their own clan land, and the Daodao clan sent people to watch them. ”

As for how to dispose of it......

Song Chaoyu looked at Zhao Lingwei, who was listening very seriously: "Your Highness thinks that what should be done with these white relics?" ”

Governor Han: ?

He couldn't help but think that Mr. Song must be too fond of teasing His Royal Highness. How can such a big child, who can't even understand what they say, make a decision?

How did you know that Zhao Lingwei actually made a serious thinking appearance, and then asked crisply: "Are they all bad people?" ”

Han Zhifu's heart was really what a child said.

Song Chaoyu answered his question very seriously: "From the position of Yuezhou, from the position of the people of Yuezhou, he is not a good person. ”

Zhao Lingwei noticed Governor Han's expression, but he didn't care about the other party, he just looked at Mr.

Seeing that Mr. was not the slightest impatient or joking, his somewhat apprehensive heart calmed down.

He asked, "Then do they all deserve to die?"

This sentence is not something that a five-year-old can ask, and there is obviously a connection between these two questions. The lower part of the hall was obviously thoughtful.

Governor Han slowly sat up straight, wanting to hear how Song Chaoyu answered.

He heard Song Chaoyu's gentle voice: "This needs to be interrogated." From some of the sources I know, there are people who have done a lot of bad things and are damned. But there should be some people, but their positions are different, and their sins do not lead to death. ”

When Zhao Ling heard this, he frowned in annoyance, and his face was bulging, as if he was thinking about a very difficult matter.

Song Chaoyu didn't bother him, and quietly finished drinking a cup of tea.

Han Zhifu did not open his mouth this time, and drank tea like Song Chaoyu, and he also wanted to hear what kind of answer His Royal Highness Wang Xiao of Yuezhou could give.

When the second cup of tea was renewed, Xiao Baozi spoke, "It's very bad, it's going to be killed." It's not that bad, grab it! ”

Han Zhifu was amazed, although this answer still had the naïve taste of a child, but when it came to his age, it was really extraordinary.

But I heard Song Chaoyu ask again: "However, Yuezhou City is very poor, so many people are in prison, and they have to eat a lot of food every day." ”

Han Zhifu said in his heart, this is too embarrassing for the child.

This kind of question, if you change to an adult, may not answer it well.

Zhao Lingwei obviously didn't know what to do, he looked up at his husband and met Song Chaoyu's encouraging eyes.

He had no worries at once, for he knew that no matter what he answered, whether it was right or wrong, the gentleman would not laugh at him for being stupid.

"Then, let them do the work!" His eyes lit up, "Work to eat!" ”！