Master Ma lowered his eyes and said, "Father, it is not appropriate to make trouble for this matter. If someone catches the handle, it will be troublesome. My sister is wrong, but it is understandable."

"I didn't ask her not to take revenge, but what do you think she did? Can she kill her enemy with one blow or what? It's like this, it's not painful and it's a handle..." What Ma Shangshu was most angry about was not that his daughter did not take revenge, but that the means of revenge were too stupid.

Now it's good that Xie Zhang found out.

Now the Shangshu Mansion owes a great favor to the Dingbei Marquis Mansion, and in disguise he also gives the handle to others.

Shangshu Ma said: "Fortunately, the Xie family was found out. We have been intimidating with the Xie family for generations. Otherwise, can you think of the consequences? When the emperor urgently needed money to provide disaster relief..."

He didn't continue talking.

Both Ma Dazi and Ma Suqin turned pale.

What's the end?

Either the house is confiscated or the head is beheaded.

Ma Shangshu sneered, "The Su family is a reference. Haven't you learned to be smart yet? What Qin'er is doing now is no different from Su Yu at the time. Su Yu is still ruthless and decisive. What about Qin'er? Even if he doesn't see a donation, how about that person in the palace? What's the point of losing his reputation? It's not painful, the least valuable thing in the world is reputation."

The Ma brother and sister were silent.

Then Ma Shangshu warned them not to take action again.

Qin Yuyu caused his daughter to be disfigured, but Ma Shangshu was not feeling unhappy.

However, if you want to take revenge, don't rush...

The next one is the issue of resettlement of disaster victims.

A wave of disaster victims came to the capital.

The government quickly issued a policy to resettle the victims in various villages outside the city and give them resettlement fees. Even if the pressure is so great, there is no shortage of money. The problem is that there is shortage of food. The biggest problem is that there is no money to buy food. At the same time, it is necessary to prevent the plague from happening.

The emperor summoned the doctor early to treat people for free outside the city and also gave free preventive medicine soup.

Du Wan was in the mansion and heard gossip, but she didn't have much fluctuations in her heart.

Until she rode out of the city on a horse, there were many porridge sheds under the city walls, which were temporarily used by wealthy families in the capital. You can see that the ragged victims were all skinny and bone-skinned, almost like beggars. On the way she went to the farm, there were a few starving bodies on the side of the road, and the government had no time to bury them.

Du Wan was moved to compassion and went to Zhuang Cong, "Open the warehouse and accept some disaster victims."

"Is the group leader meaning free?" Zhuang Cong stopped talking but stopped.

"Say it directly if you have any opinions."

"I think it's better to exchange labor for grain than giving alms."

"What else does our farm have to do?"

"There are a lot of wasteland nearby. You can ask someone to come and reclaim it. You may be able to grow sweet potatoes. The most important thing is that this is the fief of the prince. The harvest is not good and it doesn't matter. We don't have to pay taxes, and we will be our own." Zhuang Cong, a personal guard, is becoming more and more familiar with farming.

Du Wan looked around and there were several hills, "Okay. Do as you say, you may not necessarily exchange food, you can pay the money."

Zhuang Cong's suggestion was adopted by Du Wan, and he was very happy.

After Du Wan left the farm, she did not return to the city.

He took a hundred personal guards around the fiefdom.

A majestic city wall can be seen from afar.
Chapter completed!