Song Jiuyuan chuckled lightly, "I don't know yet whether you are loyal or not. Everything will be left to time."

"What the prince said is that as long as the official is around, the official will try his best to assist the prince."

Magistrate Ye expressed his stance quickly, his smile a little hypocritical, and Jiang Wan couldn't help but roll her eyes quietly in her heart.

The sword in Song Jiuchi's hand suddenly fell on Zhifu Ye's neck, "Zhifu Ye, although Jiuzhou is my eldest brother's fiefdom.

But the world is as big as the kingdom, and only in front of the Holy One can we be able to support you."

Regardless of whether Magistrate Ye did it intentionally or unintentionally, there was something wrong with what he did.

"Yes...it was a mistake made by the lower official!"

Magistrate Ye quickly confessed, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that this apology was very perfunctory.

Song Jiuyuan did not attack this time. His slender fingertips gently pushed away Song Jiuchi's sword.

"It's okay to relax."

"Your Majesty, I have already prepared a reception banquet, please!"

Magistrate Ye seemed very happy and quickly waved his hand in a gesture of invitation.

Song Jiuyuan got on his horse, and everyone followed the carriage into the city.

Fucheng is much more prosperous than Qucheng. Even though it has experienced moderate snowstorms, the city is still full of life.

There were the sounds of vendors hawking and the sounds of people talking and making noise, it was so lively.

Song Jiuli lay beside the carriage window, "Didn't you say that Jiuzhou is very poor?

Why do I feel like it's not bad, at least what they wear is not bad."

When she was first exiled, she thought she was going to be sent to Jiuzhou to be a slave.

Qi Chu knows this better than anyone else, she has a long look in her eyes.

"No matter where you are, some people are rich and some are poor. Jiuzhou is generally not as good as other places.

But Jiuzhou has a vast population, and the total number of large and small towns is probably millions of people.

What you have seen is just the most prosperous place in Jiuzhou."

"Speak as if you've been there."

Whenever Qi Chu spoke, Song Jiuchi, a fool, couldn't help but refute.

Qi Chu rolled her eyes at him and said seriously to Jiang Wan: "Sister Jiang, actually I have been to many places in Jiuzhou.

The poverty in some places is so terrible that once I was almost robbed and taken to the mountains to become a shared wife.

Fortunately I am smart and can run fast, otherwise you wouldn't be able to see me."

"What is wife sharing?"

Song Jiuli blinked curiously, and Jiang Wan tapped the tip of her nose.

"Some people's families cannot afford a wife and they have many brothers, so they simply find a young lady to be their common wife."

"Oh my God!"

Song Jiuli's eyes widened in horror, obviously not knowing that there was such a bizarre thing in this world.

Qi Chu, on the other hand, expressed shock, "Sister Jiang, do you even know this?"

Sister Jiang is a native of Kyoto and is really well-informed.

"It's written in the book."

Facing everyone's curious gazes, Jiang Wan casually made an excuse.

But she always felt that Song Jiuyuan's eyes clearly showed disbelief.

If you don’t believe it, don’t believe it. She is wearing the skin of the original owner anyway, so I don’t believe that Song Jiuyuan can dig into her brain to see what she thinks.

"Sister Jiang is right, but the truth is more cruel than what you said."

Qi Chu sighed faintly, "The shared wives in that village are not just brothers.

Or it could be half the village. In short, many people share the same little lady.

I heard that more than one or two people are snatched to their village and tortured to death every year."

Now that she recalled how she was almost caught, she felt a little frightened.

This time, Song Jiuchi surprisingly did not refute her, and looked at her with inexplicable distress in his eyes.

Qi Chu was very uncomfortable, so she glared at Song Jiuchi, "Why are you looking at me like that?

I don’t need pity from others, and I don’t think those people do either.”

"I didn't pity you."

Song Jiuchi awkwardly looked away and rode farther away.

Qi Chu coughed uncomfortably, "Oh, I'm going too far. Anyway, this Jiuzhou is not as peaceful as you see."

"Yuan'er is going to have a headache again."

Mrs. Song believed in Song Jiuyuan's ability, but she just felt sorry for her son.

Song Qing said angrily: "Ayin, those who are capable work hard, we must believe in our son."

"You're right."

Mrs. Song nodded, and the two looked at each other with affection spreading.

The rest:…

Perhaps feeling the attention of everyone, Mrs. Song blushed in embarrassment.

"Wanwan, you are Yuan'er's wife. It is inevitable that you will be targeted. Next, you must be mentally prepared."

She understood that she couldn't stay by Jiang Wan's side all the time, as those people were afraid that they would find every opportunity to target Jiang Wan.

"Don't worry, Mom, I know."

Jiang Wan looked very calm. After all, Song Jiuyuan had promised her that the two of them would reconcile soon.

I guess she had already run away when those people were looking for trouble.

So Jiang Wan wasn't worried at all.

The carriage quickly drove through the busy city and arrived at a separate house, a place specially arranged by the prefect.

"Your Majesty, please!"

The prefect led the way, and a young boy came forward to take away their horses and carriage.

Jiang Wan got out of the carriage with her little skirt in hand, and Qiu Niang put on a coat for her in a sensible manner.

Jiang Wan specially looked at the expressions of other people along the way. Perhaps she was worried about her family, and everyone's expressions were not very good.

But Magistrate Ye didn't care about this, he led everyone in together.

This is a bright hall with many tables and chairs, and a maid has already served tea.

Magistrate Ye led Song Jiuyuan to the main seat. Song Jiuyuan was not polite and sat down with his family members.

But when he saw the position of Magistrate Ye, his eyes turned cold.

This Magistrate Ye is really brave. Although his position is at the bottom, according to the position, it is almost the same as his.

This disrespectful look is a bit arrogant.

"presumptuous!"

Song Jiuchi walked up to Magistrate Ye in a few steps and said angrily: "My eldest brother is the prince.

Who allows you, a fourth-grade official, to be on an equal footing with my eldest brother?!!"

Song Jiuchi's words made Magistrate Ye stand up and apologize to Song Jiuyuan respectfully.

"It's my fault. I didn't restrain my subordinates. They are ignorant and don't understand this!"

After speaking, he scolded the boy beside him fiercely, "Did you hear what the second young master said?

Although this position is lower down, it is still too close to the prince’s position!”

This wave of temptation was exposed by Song Jiuchi without mercy, and Magistrate Ye's face was wiped out.

The officials who were watching looked at Song Jiuyuan with a bit of hope in their eyes.

But when they met Magistrate Ye's determined look, everyone was heartbroken.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I lost my sense of proportion. I will let Your Majesty punish me!"

The boy behind Magistrate Ye hurriedly knelt on the ground, and someone stepped forward to move Magistrate Ye's desk and chair back.

"Everyone makes mistakes. Your Majesty has a lot of them, and I will definitely not blame you."

A sweet voice sounded, and then a light purple figure appeared in front of everyone.

This girl had picturesque features, and her dimples dangled slightly when she smiled. As soon as she walked in, her eyes fell on Song Jiuyuan.

She moved lightly with lotus steps and walked in front of Song Jiuyuan and Jiang Wan, slightly raising her eyelids.
Chapter completed!