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Fan Mingyuan's voice just fell, and the surroundings were silent for a moment.

"You came to the wrong place, what can I do to save them?" Song Jingchen laughed at himself, looking at Fan Mingyuan's eyes a little colder.

Grandfather and father were right. Fan Mingyuan had changed. He was still a good official who just wanted to do things for the common people. He only changed.

Fan Mingyuan lowered his head, his fists clenched tightly, and his heart was also very struggling.

He knew that he should not come today, let alone say these things, but thinking of the people who were homeless because of the snow disaster, and the people who were starving because of lack of food, he really couldn't stand idly by.

Looking at them, he seemed to see himself who had escaped with his parents. If there was even one life to help, his parents would not have died early.

What's more, when he was still young, his father often told him about the hardships of the people during the war and chaos...

Thinking of this, he loosened his clenched fists, bowed his head again, and said with grief and indignation, "The magistrate of Anyang County, Cao County, is that gluttonous person, and in the past he was greedy and perverted the law and fished the common people.

Now that disaster strikes, he not only doesn't think about the people, but instead hoards grain and maliciously raises the price of grain, he is going to kill the people of Anyang County!

Zixiu couldn't just watch so many people die in vain.

The teacher always said that the eldest son is a rare person with great wisdom. Zixiu believes that the eldest son will definitely have a way to rectify corrupt officials and save the people from misery. Ask the eldest son to come and help. "

"Ha!" Song Jingchen sneered suddenly, and then laughed wildly: "Hahaha..."

This is the first time Shen Yijia has seen his emotions so exposed.

Wrinkling his delicate nose, when he looked at Fan Mingyuan again, there was still the righteousness that he had just felt, obviously it was annoying and tight.

"Brother Fan, you always say that my grandfather gave you the grace of remaking, and my father has the meaning of cultivating you.

Then my father and grandfather both died tragically, and my Fuguo Gongfu was splashed with sewage. Have you ever thought about what to do for them? "After that, Song Jingchen's eyes became scarlet, and he stared at Fan Mingyuan, who was lying on the ground.

If Fan Mingyuan stayed away from their Song family because he didn't want to be implicated, he would still understand a thing or two.

But he really couldn't forgive this man who always respected his father, whom he had sincerely regarded as a big brother.

Does Fan Mingyuan not know that if he intervenes, once he is detected by the capital, his family will no longer survive?

"I..." Fan Mingyuan was ashamed to be asked, he raised his head and wanted to explain a thing or two, but he couldn't say anything when he met Song Jingchen's eyes.

Why didn't he dare to come before, wasn't he afraid of falling into the dilemma?

If the king wants the minister to die, the minister has to die.

It was Emperor Chong'an who caused the two elders to die tragically. Is he going to subvert the dynasty? But as a result, there will be wars and chaos. How should the people handle themselves at that time?

As for the consequences that Song Jingchen thought, he did not expect it, but he felt that once he made a move, there would be no omissions.

Song Jingchen seemed to see through his thoughts, and closed his eyes only to find it ridiculous.

When he opened his eyes, his face was indifferent: "Master Fan, you overestimate Caomin, please come back, I will treat you as never before today."

Fan Mingyuan obviously hadn't given up on lobbying, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Can you really watch those innocent people freeze to death and starve to death? When the old man was alive..."

Shizi is so sad.

Fan Mingyuan shouldn't be considered a bad guy, he's just a bit stupid.

Then I thought that he would have a good life if he was a good official and the common people, but he didn't think that it would not be good to be at the helm, how useful he could be alone.