The shabby house was so dirty and smelly that the two of them almost vomited and endured the discomfort to find a barely clean room to live in.

In order to prevent the carriage from being stolen, Tie Dun led the horse into the room. After all his efforts, the carriage shed was stuck by the door, preventing outsiders from entering. On the contrary, it was very safe, so Tie Dun ignored it.

After the two of them finished eating the steamed buns, they sat down and planned to take a good rest.

"Little Marquis, why do you think we are like this?" Tiedun sat down next to Su Jingxian. He would know it next time. Once Su Jingxian wants to be a good person and give money to others, he will immediately stop it.

No, he wants to firmly hold the financial power in his hands, with a bright light in his eyes, "Little Marquis, from now on, I want to take care of money!"

Su Jingxian put the empty money bag around Tiedun's neck, "It's all yours for safekeeping!"

He is at ease!

"Little Marquis, who wants your empty money bag!" Tiedun took it and pulled off the money bag. Seeing the exquisite patterns on it, he thought of what Leng Yingchun once told him, "Business opportunities are everywhere, as long as there is a market, everything will

All are for sale!”

He said anxiously and wisely, "Little Marquis, do you want me to sell your purse?"

"Take it, go ask the beggars next door, they will definitely know where to buy it!" Su Jingxian didn't think it was a good idea, he was just teasing Tie Dun.

"Yes, the young Marquis has a way, just wait for me!" Tiedun was about to go out, so he climbed on the horse, then climbed onto the shed and jumped down.

Su Jingxian couldn't stand it anymore and really wanted to tell him, couldn't he just push the carriage out and get out?

Tiedun went next door, found the beggar who had snatched the buns, and asked where he could buy embroidery.

The beggar pointed to a small alley not far away and said there was a lady there who was buying all kinds of embroidery and asked him to try his luck.

After being grateful, Tiedun went straight to his eldest sister's house.

The eldest sister opened her eyes wide when she saw the money bag. She touched the lines on the money bag and knew that it belonged to a wealthy family. She stretched out two fingers.

Depend on!

Only two copper coins?

Tiedun thought it was a bargain, and after much deliberation, he could buy two steamed buns, so he agreed.

When he saw two taels of silver lying on his palm, his eyes almost popped out of his head.

The eldest sister thought he was not satisfied with the price and said seriously, "It's quite a lot. If it's more, I won't want it!"

"Sold, sold to you!" Tiedun ran away quickly, fearing that the eldest sister would regret it.

He skipped forward, just shy of walking in a cool and crazy pace.

In order to reward his intelligence, he bought a lot of food at once and walked forward happily.

As he walked, he was calculating what other belongings his young prince had and selling them, maybe he could make a small profit.

When he reached the dilapidated yard, he had already set the price for Su Jingxian's underwear, "It must be sold for three taels of silver!"

"Tie Dun, what are you doing? What three taels of silver?" Su Jingxian saw Tie Dun staring at him, and felt like he was being sold as goods by Tie Dun.

"Little Marquis, you sold your money bag for twenty taels of silver and bought so many things!" Tie Dun jumped over and handed the things he bought to Su Jingxian, smiling pleasantly, "Hehehe!"

"So much?" Su Jingxian was also a little surprised. The small purse could be sold for two taels of silver.

Tiedun grabbed Su Jingxian's clothes and smiled flatteringly, "Hehehe, little Marquis, I remember that these clothes are from Yun Embroidery House, and that elder sister knows the goods. If I give it to her, do you think she will know how to do it?"

There will be twenty taels..."

"Don't even think about it!" Su Jingxian pulled the clothes from Tie Dun's hands and knocked Tie Dun on the head. "Your clothes are also made by Yunxiu Workshop. Take them off and sell them."

"That won't work, won't I be looked down upon?" Tie Dun refused, the young man was quite principled.

"..." Su Jingxian didn't mention it in one breath.

Even if you plan on my clothes, you still allow me to be seen naked?

Tiedun chuckled and handed a piece of pastry to Su Jingxian, "Little Marquis, don't be angry. I was just joking. How can I leave you without any clothes? Come on, eat!"

"Don't eat!" Su Jingxian didn't start. He was really irritating Xiao Tiedun. He was really good at pleasing people.

"If you don't want to eat it, I'll eat it!" Tiedun started to eat by himself, "Meow meow meow, it's made of red bean paste. It's as delicious as the red bean cake made by Mrs. Hou Ye. Well, the mung bean cake made by Mrs. Hou Ye is also delicious.

, and sweet-scented osmanthus cake..."

Su Jingxian was so excited that he missed his mother, so he stretched out his hand, and Tiedun generously handed him a pastry.

After a brief taste, he felt it was good. He ate another one and felt comfortable.

"Later, you go ask the beggar how the government is doing here. I want to write it down. You can go to the inn to see if there are any letters belonging to us..."

As soon as Su Jingxian finished speaking, he heard Tiedun's snoring.

He patted Tie Dun's face, but Tie Dun had no reaction at all. He wanted to cry but had no tears.

Relying on iron pier will make you angry to death. It is better to seek help from others than from yourself!

Su Jingxian clapped his hands and stood up, pushed the carriage out and walked to the next door.

Su Jingxian learned from the beggar's dictation that the county government bureaucracy was relatively clean and honest. It should be that after the natural disaster, officials understood the importance of people's livelihood.

If the people don’t have a living and the people can’t survive, how can we talk about production?

Therefore, the top priority is to properly handle people's livelihood issues before development is possible.

Su Jingxian was slightly comforted, but he just listened to others and believed them. The beggar's words had some water content and could not represent the real situation of the people. So he went to the people for a walk.

Everywhere he goes, he will conduct on-the-spot inspections and reflect the current situation through the people's voices, smiles, and spending power.

"whee……"

"Ha ha……"

"Don't run around, lest you fall down, this kid is really uncomfortable jumping around!"

The children are chasing each other with laughter, and the adults are doting on each other.

All this shows that people's lives are gradually getting back on track.

Su Jingxian was very pleased and paid attention to it for a while, almost looking happy. He was very moved and did not want to disturb the government anymore. He turned around and arrived at the inn.

After he showed the jade pendant that symbolized his identity to the people in the inn, those people couldn't tell the authenticity from the fake, but they were still respectful. They searched the things in the inn and told him that the letter that belonged to him was not found.

They were considered responsible persons and asked for his address, saying that if they found his letter, they would send it to him.

Considering that he was living among beggars, Su Jingxian was embarrassed to explain, so he vaguely said that he would leave tomorrow and that he could just send his letters to the nearby city station.

Those people didn't say anything and just stood respectfully.

Su Jingxian was asking for trouble and planned to leave.

"Brother, we just received a letter from Mr. Qin Lanqing, the Marquis's entourage. Do we want to send people to look around to see if Mr. Qin Lanqing is there?"

A young boy ran over and handed the letter to the inn manager.

"This?" The manager looked at the letter and saw that it was indeed signed "Princess of the Marquis Qin Lanqing." He frowned and suddenly patted the head of the young man, "What are you giving me? Just keep the pig brain."

, generally when a big shot’s letter is delivered to us, it means he is here and will send someone to pick it up.”

When he saw Su Jingxian turning around, he immediately smiled flatteringly and said, "Young Master, please!"

"Letter to Uncle Qin?" Su Jingxian asked casually, "Where did it come from?"

"Lucheng County Government has an official seal!" the stupid boy responded, showing his official seal.

"He's from Lucheng! Show me!" Su Jingxian stretched out his hand.

What he cares about is the word "Lucheng", which contains the people he misses in his heart, and the three words "Leng Yingchun", which he will never forget until his death.

He even felt that this letter was written by Leng Yingchun to Qin Lanqing in the name of the government, so he wanted to read it.

"Haha, little Marquis, I can't give it to you directly. This is not your letter. We still need a token of Mr. Qin Lanqing, such as a special jade pendant, before we can give you the letter!" The manager of the station is quite responsible.

What if you are a fake and intercept other people's letters and use the information in them to do bad things? Wouldn't that be an injustice to Mr. Qin Lanqing?

Even though I am little Luo Luo, I cannot bear the responsibility.

Qin Lanqing mentioned that as long as it was his letter, Su Jingxian and Su Zhengliang could read it.

So Su Jingxian handed the jade pendant to them again, "Qin Lanqing listens to my father, and my father listens to me. Do you think I am qualified to see it?"

"this?"

"Brother, if he says that, doesn't Qin Lanqing have to listen to him? What about the letter?" the lengtou boy asked carefully.

The manager of the inn had to compromise, took the letter from the stupid boy, and handed it to Su Jingxian respectfully, "Little Marquis, please read it!"

Su Jingxian took the letter and left.

The manager of the inn patted the lengtou boy on the head and said, "Ask me, please don't disturb me while I'm receiving guests. This letter from Mr. Qin Lanqing was intercepted by the young marquis. What if the letter says something about the young marquis?"

, then Master Qin Lanqing won’t you suffer the consequences? If you are blamed layer by layer, can we still have good fruits to eat? "

"Then, what should we do?" the stupid boy asked.

"What else can I do? I'll make atonement for my sins. Let's go and prepare a pen, ink, paper and inkstone. I want to write a letter to tell Mr. Qin Lanqing that the young Marquis is really too cruel. I have to compromise and hand in the letter." The manager of the station took a picture.

I cleared my head and went to prepare a confession.

Su Jingxian found a brightly lit place and opened the letter.
To be continued...