Feng Shoushi frowned when he saw her, "Don't worry about this."

"This is all the money I have finally saved up, how can I ignore it?"

"What do you know about officialdom, a woman?"

"Master, I don't understand, but I can't bear to give up the money. You have to take out the money from your family and give it to others, but I won't rely on it."

"Women's opinion!" Feng Shoushi waved impatiently and signaled the maid to take Mrs. Feng away.

"This thousand taels of silver is enough for the half-year expense in the mansion. I don't allow you to take it away to others..." Mrs. Feng stopped the carriage and refused to give in.

"Do not go!" Feng Shoushi was unhappy, pulled her away, and ordered Master Chen to drive away the carriage.

Mrs. Feng fell to the ground and couldn't help but burst into tears, "My silver..."

The maid next to her hurriedly helped her, "Madam, get up quickly, the ground is dirty."

"There is no money, what's the point of living..." Mrs. Feng looked sad and wished she could cry.

"Mom, why are you sitting on the ground?" At this time, Feng Kun, the only son of the Feng family, walked over and helped her up.

When Mrs. Feng saw him, she seemed to see hope. She grabbed his hand and sobbed, "My son, go and chase your father, your father gave all the money from our family."

"Give me a gift?"

"Yes, I sent it to Prince Murong, and I gave it a total of 1,000 taels!"

"Dad is so confused, why do you give people so much money?" Feng Kun frowned.

Jingzhou is remote, and for the people, one thousand taels of silver is already an astronomical figure.

"Go to Li County quickly and chase your father!"

"Li County?" Feng Kun immediately laughed and nodded repeatedly, "Mom goes back to her room first, and the child is going now."

As if he had thought of something, Mrs. Feng hurriedly told her, "You must not cause trouble again when you go this time, and don't tease that Miss Meng again. My mother doesn't like her!"

"Mom, don't worry, the child has his own sense of doing things." A smirk flashed across Feng Kun's lips.

...

In the early morning, the morning light is dim.

Su Qingran was accompanying Jun Qinghan for breakfast, and the county government's injustice drum was beaten again.

The man slowly pulled the veil and gently wiped the corner of his mouth, graceful and calm.

Seeing him get up, Bailihe also put down the chopsticks in his hand, "Let's go and see what's wrong again."

Su Qingran hurriedly chewed the bun and put it down with some reluctance. She was not full yet.

Jun Qinghan glanced at her indifferently, "You don't have to come here for now."

Su Qingran: “…”

Is this the rhythm of being disliked?

Outside the county government, several simple-dressed people stood outside in a hurry and nervous manner.

Soon, the closed red lacquer door opened, and Jun Qinghan, wearing a purple-clad body, walked slowly.

Seeing this, several people knelt down one after another, "The grass-roots people have met Prince Murong and asked Prince Murong to make a decision for us."

"Get up and talk, why beat the drum?"

"Crown Prince Murong, I heard that you sent someone to the village two days ago and counted the number of people who drowned due to floods in the reservoir."

"Yes, I went there at that time." Bailihe nodded.

After hearing this, several people knelt down again, "Crown Prince Murong, our sons also had an accident, but the body has not been found until now..."

Immediately afterwards, several depressing crying came.

"Why didn't you react earlier on this matter?" Bailihe asked.
Chapter completed!