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Chapter 89
"That's right, what if everyone is led into a ditch by you?"

Song Qingyou sneered and said, "What else do you have on your body that I can use?"

"If these crops are not handled well, everyone will die." She reminded: "If you want to die, don't drag me."

"It's not as serious as you said?" Xiao Ningning struggled.

Song Qingyou raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it serious? If Kushui County fails to hand over food in one year, the emperor will dismiss the county magistrate. When the time comes, do you think the county magistrate will ask us to support him?"

Everyone took a deep breath.

Those who have merit may not necessarily share it, but if they have merit, they must be the ones who are pushed out to block the gun.

"It's not that you insist on dragging us into the water?"

"That is, if you don't show off in front of the county magistrate, saying that you can grow food, everyone won't have to get into trouble."

Song Qingyou glanced over with a faint look, and she said coolly: "If you don't want to help, I won't force you."

Xiao Yishu said: "We are exiled prisoners from the imperial court, and our life and death are in the hands of others. Don't you want to resist?"

There was a murderous look in his eyes, and his voice was cold and hard: "Now is a good opportunity, wait for the grain to be grown, and negotiate terms with the Yamen."

Xiao Ningning's face was ugly, and she gave Song Qingyou and Xiao Yishu a blank look: "You speak better than you sing, how can you guarantee that you will be able to grow food?"

Xiao Yishu said coldly: "Xiao Ningning doesn't want to participate, so please don't cause trouble for others. After all, not everyone is like you and can find the uncle tree behind you."

The meaning behind these words is self-evident.

Several officials came around and cursed: "What are you doing so long? How long have you been resting? Do you really think of yourself as an uncle?"

Song Qingyou said lightly, "It's up to you whether you can do this, but I have another request. In the future, no one will make any fools."

Everyone shut up and followed Song Qingyou back to the field again.

Song Qingyou looked at a long hole in the plastic sheet, took out a roll of tape in the space, and glued it on.

Everyone was stunned.

"Miss Song, what kind of treasure is this? After sticking it on, there will be no holes."

She explained: "This thing is called tape, and it is used to fix things."

In the next few days, everyone was very motivated. No matter how Xiao Ningning tried to sow discord, everyone ignored it.

Everyone just had one idea, to grow food as soon as possible, and ask the county magistrate to make their lives better.

Xiao Ningning really had no choice but to turn around and come to Dao Fangcheng, crying and saying: "Master, you don't even know that now everyone listens to Song Qingyou's words. Her words are more effective than those of the county magistrate."

"There is simply no kingly law."

Fang Cheng chuckled and said, "Sometimes, what the county magistrate says can be treated as a fart, and it's fine if you let it go."

Xiao Ningning was slightly taken aback, seeing that Fang Cheng wasn't up to the trick, he continued to intensify: "It's okay if they don't listen to the county magistrate, but I'm afraid it won't be easy for these officials to manage in the future..."

She frowned, showing a worried expression: "I'm doing this for your sake."

Fang Cheng pinched her chin, exerted a little force, and said, "I just want to be the devil incarnate in Kushui County. As for who has the final say in Kushui County, I don't care at all."

Xiao Ningning panicked, showed a horrified expression, and said: "Brother Cheng, I was wrong, I said the wrong thing."

"No matter how we fight between you and Song Qingyou, I don't care. Don't let me lose my innocence." Fang Cheng warned.

"I like obedient women best."

Xiao Ningning nodded repeatedly.

"One more thing, you helped me do it, I can't do without your benefits." In Fang Cheng's mind, recalling Song Qingyou's graceful figure, his eyes showed color.

"Brother Cheng, you said, as long as I can do it, I will definitely do it."

"It's that little girl Song Qingyou." He laughed, and the meaning was self-evident.

Xiao Ningning was jealous in her heart, and said calmly, "Okay, I'll do it now."

"Wait." Fang Cheng stopped her, and told her, "Do it without anyone noticing it, and don't let anyone find out."

In the next few days, Xiao Ningning remained calm.

Song Qingyou was too lazy to talk to her. During the next period of time, she was busy making insulation greenhouses and directing people to sow seeds. She was very busy.

Whenever she has a new idea, she is always the first to share it with Xiao Yishu. Xiao Yishu understands her very well and can understand her every whim.

The weather was hot, and the sky was full of sunset clouds. The master rushed over with the local people and said, "Miss Song, these are the young men the county magistrate found for you."

Song Qingyou glanced at it, all of them were sallow and thin, but it was true that they were young.

"What does the county magistrate mean?" she asked.

The master smacked his lips and said: "Today, I went to report our progress today to the county magistrate. The county magistrate said that the progress is too slow and needs to be accelerated."

"I'd better go to the county magistrate and tell you to allocate more people to you so that the work can be done faster and the county magistrate can see the results earlier." The wrinkles on the master's face turned into a blooming chrysanthemum. He stared at Song Qingyou with a smile.

"The magistrate is in a hurry?" She frowned.

The master quickly waved his hand and said: "No, everything should be done according to your progress. The most important thing is to grow food. You can't do it for nothing, right?"

Song Qingyou understood what he meant. This was both good and fast.

She said calmly: "When the time comes, I will give the county magistrate a satisfactory answer."

"Miss Song, this is the trust the county magistrate has placed in you. You must not betray this trust."

She nodded, with an indifferent expression on her face, showing no emotion.

The master laughed again: "Miss Song, don't have any objections to me. I also obey orders."

She smiled and said, "How can I, how can I be so ignorant?"

After sending the master away, Xiao Yishu gritted his teeth and said, "It's really hard to deal with such a good-for-nothing person, and pick yourself clean."

She frowned and said, "Probably the master told the magistrate about our people's disobedience. This time, he called a few local people to come and work together."

Everyone works together, and whoever does not do well will soon be compared.

The official sent a few villagers to sign and sign, and one day's labor could be exchanged for two wowotou.

Song Qingyou laments that labor is cheap.

In the evening, Song Qingyou took the medicine bag and Xiao Yishu checked the wound.

The wound on his body has completely healed, but the wound is still a little itchy.

(End of this chapter)