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    After Wang Shu finished speaking, he felt very quiet in the room.

    He raised his head to see Song Dudu's expression was uneasy, and the other one was even more bewildered.

    Song Chengxuan glanced at Xu Qing'an, and Xu Qing'an immediately shivered, as if he had suffered a big loss unknowingly, although he still didn't know why.

    Thinking of this, he subconsciously pulled himself together, lest someone murder him while he was dozing off.

    "Captain of the Song Dynasty," Mo Zheng said without waiting for Wang Shu to speak again, "Our brothers came here to ask if the imperial court would give some food and grass to northern Xinjiang, especially for our slaves.  If there is less food and grass to go to the frontier guards, the clansmen will suffer unspeakably."

    Wang Shu glanced at Mo Zheng complainingly, Mo Zheng shouldn't have spoken at this time, he is young and young, and if he speaks indiscriminately, he may make Mr. Song angry.

    Wang Shu was about to pull Mo Zheng away: "Go and listen, I'll report to Song Dudu."

    Mo Zheng frowned: "Cousin, don't stop me, I'm telling the truth, the imperial court doesn't give rice and grain to Northern Xinjiang, and the delivery of grain and grass in the future will fall on Nuer Gan.

    Our clansmen have already worked very hard, if this continues, we don't know how many people will die.  "

    After Mo Zheng said this, he looked at Song Chengxuan: "Master Song, is there really a rebel party in northern Xinjiang? Master Song is in the southeast, how could he know about our situation in northern Xinjiang?"

    "Mo Zheng." Wang Shu shouted.

    Only then did Mo Zheng lower his head.

    "I really don't know Nuergan very well." Song Chengxuan's deep voice came.

    Mo Zheng's eyes lit up.

    "However, you don't know who those King Jian rebels are, and you also follow what others say about the origin of those grains and grasses. Isn't it biased?"

    Song Chengxuan glanced over the table, and there were several official documents on it: "This is the amount of grain and grass calculated by the guard. I want to bring it back to the capital and hand it over to the household department. The grain and grass hoarded by the rebel party will not be sent to the guard, but  It will be used for their future rebellion."

    Wang Shu licked his lips and understood what Song Chengxuan meant, that is to say, these grains had nothing to do with the amount of grain Nuergan handed over to the court every year.

    "Will you plan?" Song Chengxuan looked at Mo Zheng.

    Wang Shu nodded: "I will."

    Mo Zheng said: "When collecting food from the clan, I was the one who made plans with the elders of the clan."

    Song Chengxuan stretched out his hand to take the counting chips sent by Yong Ye: "This document records the amount of food that your slaves send every year, you can check it out, if there is any discrepancy, I will report to the court to investigate the matter.  "

    Mo Zheng was very surprised.

    Although Nu Ergan had long surrendered to the Great Zhou, the officials of the Great Zhou had always guarded against them in every possible way, not to mention letting them read official documents, they sent food to the guards, and the officials of the guards did not allow them to stay longer, no matter how bad the weather was.  They will leave the city immediately at night, and the northern border is not normal, and the people in the government office will monitor them all the way until they pass Guangningwei.

    But now the governor of the Song Dynasty showed them the official document. They couldn't believe it before this kind of thing happened.

    Song Chengxuan stood up and walked out of the house.

    Wang Shu and Mo Zheng were stunned for a moment and immediately stepped forward to salute.

    Xu Qing'an couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable looking at this, the people in the room seemed to have forgotten him, he followed his brother-in-law in such a despondent way, like a pendant on his brother-in-law.

    Xu Qing'an took a sip of his tea, but felt a little resentment in his chest. He had to find an opportunity to let the soldiers in northern Xinjiang see his young hero's methods

    The little girl washed clean and put on a brand new dress. Standing there is very pleasant.

    "What's your name?" Xu Qinghuan asked.

    "My mother calls me Sister Hui." Sister Hui said, writing the word "Hui" with her fingers. This was the first word her mother taught her, and she had to remember it firmly.

    It's a good name for Hui's heart. Sister Hui's mother should know how to read and write.

    "You said, your mother went out to beg, but are there other elders in your family?"

    Sister Hui shook her head: "No, mother has no family, she" She lowered her voice when she said this, "She escaped from a rich family, and later married my father, who lost a hand  , her legs and feet are not good, so she has a very strange temper. She often beats and scolds my mother. My mother even thought about running away, but the old people in the village refused to let her go out. My mother had no choice but to stay. There was not enough food at home.  , my mother often has to go out to look for work, and it takes a long time to go away, sometimes taking me with me, sometimes leaving me at home, II like to go out with my mother.

    But later the elders in the village refused to let my mother take me with me.

    Before my mother left this time, she cried very sadly, let me be well, and I will live a good life in the future.  "

    Sister Hui talked a lot, and she was tired all the way, and her eyes gradually lost their luster.

    Xu Qinghuan asked Sister Hui to lie on the bed to rest, and Sister Hui fell asleep after a while.

    Xu Qinghuan looked at Sister Hui's sleeping face. She had wounds on her cheeks and forehead, which showed that she had suffered a lot along the way to find her mother.

    Hearing footsteps coming from the door, Xu Qinghuan turned his head to see Song Chengxuan, and made a silent motion on his lips, then Xu Qinghuan slowly left the bed and went to the outside room to talk to Song Chengxuan.

    "Someone has already attacked Nuergan," Song Chengxuan sat down and said, "Secretly isolated Nuergan, so that Nuergan has fewer and fewer contacts with the Great Zhou court, and the perennial alienation will inevitably lead to suspicion."

    Xu Qinghuan nodded, this was consistent with the previous life, but it was too late when she found out in the previous life.

    "Husband, can you let me investigate this case?"

    Possibly because of the dream she mentioned about Nuergan before, Song Chengxuan was full of precautions when he saw Wang Shu and Mo Zheng, and asked people to guard outside the house.

    Xu Qinghuan looked into the inner room: "The village where Sister Hui lives is also a bit strange. I never knew whether Mo Zheng and Wang Shu had anything to do with Sister Hui's affairs."

    Song Chengxuan lowered his eyes: "Don't worry, I'll check?"

    "No," Xu Qinghuan took Song Chengxuan's hand, "My husband is intimidating, I'm afraid it's inconvenient to report some inside information to my husband. With my husband here, I'm sure nothing will happen."

    Soft fingers moved gently in his palm.

    Xu Qinghuan said seriously: "I won't mess around."

    Knowing that she would be impatient to do it, he didn't mean to stop her, but he felt that it would be better if she begged like this.

    "No." Master Song's voice was low, and the room seemed to be covered with frost.

    Xu Qinghuan raised her jaw, stopped talking, stood up and walked out.

    Song Chengxuan's gaze changed again and again.

    The voice of Yong Ye holding back his laughter came from outside

    Miss Yu San struggled to lean on the pillow.

    The wound gradually healed, but she still had no strength.

    "Miss San, there are many people from the nearby villages outside, begging to see you outside, saying that you have saved them, and they want to repay you." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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