Feng Qiming's state at this time was completely different from his state in front of Fuling. Although his face was pale, his majesty as a prince was not bad at all.
His voice was indifferent with the dignity of a superior, and he looked elegant. Looking at these people at this moment, his black eyes were shining fiercely, making these officials dare not look directly at him: "Oh, the magistrate said damn it, this is
What do you mean?"
Fu Ling quietly glanced sideways at him. This man really had two faces in front of him and in the back. Maybe he was just pretending to be in front of him.
Maybe she had already made a guess about his identity in her heart, or maybe she had customized it. She agreed so readily to be by her side just for the convenience of herself, right under his nose.
I have to say that Poria was indeed brought up by Hua Jie, and she was half right at this moment.
When Wang Zhixian heard this, he quickly knelt down with the group of petty officials behind him. Hearing these calm words, he felt his heart tremble: "Your Highness, please forgive me. I didn't leave those names to you in time."
Watch, I'll have them kicked out immediately."
When Feng Qiming heard this, he raised his eyes and looked at them coldly: "Drive them out? Does the magistrate know the purpose of my coming this time?"
Wang Zhixian glanced left and right, and said two words nervously: "Disaster relief."
"Disaster relief, whose disaster relief is it?" Feng Qiming pressed forward step by step.
The sweat on Wang Zhixian's forehead was so frightened by Feng Qiming's lack of anger and self-intimidation that it dripped, but he didn't dare to wipe it away: "Relieve the disaster of the refugees in the mountains."
At this time, Feng Qiming's voice rose a little, and finally there was a slight fluctuation: "In that case, what is the county magistrate doing now? Drive those refugees out, this is what you do, don't forget, those
Which one is not under the jurisdiction of Shannan?
I think the magistrate may have lived in this city for a long time and doesn’t know what’s going on outside.”
"Prince, forgive me." Wang Zhixian said, when the prince said those words, he thought to himself, it's over, it's just as expected.
Feng Qiming's eyes swept across the people present coldly, but what he said made the people present sweat and tremble with fear: "But the timing of your adults' appearance is just right."
Just such a meaningful sentence, thrown into the crowd, and walked away directly with his sleeves rolled up.
Regardless of the rich expressions of the people present, this is just a warning to them, and it is also a warning to his brothers who are so anxious and want to kill him.
Fu Ling supported him and was thinking about what he just said. Feng Qiming suddenly stopped.
Fu Ling looked at him: "What's wrong? Is there anything else you haven't said?"
Feng Qiming shook his head, and his people rushed over. He said this to the guard who had been beaten and had a bruised nose and face: "Immediately set up a relief point for the victims at the edge of the city, and bring the food we brought here with us."
Go over and cook it for them."
The first step is to appease the refugees, otherwise they will be easily incited by others.
The reason why no one came to this incident is because the forces in Shannan are also complex, with four major families controlling the food, clothing, housing and transportation of the people in the city.
These people each have their own supporters. This Feng Qiming had already investigated clearly before coming here, so his brothers were so unscrupulous.
After explaining, Feng Qiming looked at Fuling, with an apology in his tone: "I wonder if I scared the flower girl just now?"