The general's wife is too naughty, she starts to flirt with him

Song Qingci was on the roof, and the more he listened, the tighter his fists clenched.

As expected, no matter in ancient times or now, in the eyes of certain people, human life is extremely worthless and can even be used to make money.

As long as it's not me who dies, it doesn't matter to anyone else.

He suppressed the urge to kill someone directly.

Song Qingci continued to listen to the noise below.

"Sir, we are almost ready. When is the right time to start?"

"Don't be in a hurry. Wait a few more days. Let those people from the Sun family go far away first. Otherwise, they will think that I don't keep my word. Besides, we need to wait a little longer for Jinghu Reservoir."

"I see. Let's finish these tedious tasks first. That way, we won't be too busy and will have more time to process the relief funds allocated by the imperial court."

"Well, this is the key point. Tomorrow, take your trusted associates to the highest point and build a few more temporary warehouses. When the money and grain arrive, they will have a place to store them. Oh, and as for the old rice and chaff left behind by those families, you also need to find someone and a place to properly store them. These things are the food rations for the victims. How many people can survive depends on these things. There can be no mistakes."

"Okay, I understand. If I handle this matter personally, there will be no mistakes."

"By the way, have you and my family members been sent away as well?"

The lawyer nodded and said, "They were all sent away yesterday. Not only were the ladies and the young masters sent back to their hometowns, but I also sent the young lady from the Heshan Residence back with me."

Hearing that his concubine was also safe, the county magistrate smiled with great pride.

"I trust you to do things."

"I dare not take credit for it. It was all arranged by you, sir."

"Okay, now that you've written these things, you can focus on other things tomorrow. You don't have to come all the way here. We'll meet up on that day."

"Yes, sir. I am at your disposal..."

The two of them hesitated for a long time before packing up their things and leaving.

Song Qingci waited until everyone had left before he restored the tiles on the roof to their original state. Then he quietly came down from the roof.

Pushing the door, I entered the study.

According to what she had just seen, she quickly took out the memorial that had just been put on the bookshelf.

With the help of the flashlight, Song Qingci quickly saw what was written on it.

Good guy.

The disaster had not yet begun, but he had already written the memorial requesting disaster relief from the court in such clear terms.

What a prophet.

Song Qingci took clear photos of all of this with his cell phone.

After taking the photo, she took out a thermal erasable pen from the space and left her mark and time information on the booklet.

Finally, heat was used to make the writing invisible.

After doing all this, she put the booklet back in its place.

Nothing valuable was found in the study. I guess the magistrate knew that Lishui County could not be saved, so he packed up everything in advance.

After walking around the county government office again and finding nothing else, she returned to the inn.

When she returned, Qin Wanjun and the others had just returned.

They met in the inn lobby, but they didn't recognize her.

Song Qingci didn't want to waste time outside, so he walked past them and went back to his room.

She quickly removed her disguise in the space, and just as she came out, she heard someone knocking on her door.

Song Qingci straightened his clothes and called out to the door, "Come in."