Your Majesty, the princess ran away again!

Chapter 216 The Song Family's Father and Son Die

The next day, Mu Nanyan finally got up early. Song Qingyan was waiting at the city gate before dawn, and the prison cart carrying Song Jinyu and Song Bin slowly drove out of the city gate.

"Dad, look, is that the boy? I didn't expect that he has been so thoughtful for so many years. If it weren't for yesterday, I would have thought he was a playboy and a waste, just like his dead mother." Song Bin looked at Song Qingyan viciously, and Song Qingyan also looked at him, without a trace of emotion in her eyes.

Song Jinyu sat slumped in the car. He couldn't move much because of his serious injuries, but he still spoke when the car passed by Song Qingyan, "Thank you for your hard work in the business over the years."

"I would also like to thank my father for his support. I have been waiting here for a long time. I wish you and your brother a safe journey." Song Qingyan bowed with a sinister look in his eyes.

Song Bin kept insulting her, and Xiao Wu ran over, "Sir, the person is ready, do you still need to do this? This person was punished by the princess."

"Go ahead, get ready, and remember to bring the body back secretly." Song Qingyan straightened her clothes and got on the carriage.

As soon as Mu Nanyan woke up, she heard Wushuang coming back, "Have you taken care of the person?"

"The young lady has woken up, the person has been dealt with. The new city lord is ruthless and quick in his actions. The body has been carried into the city." Wushuang opened the curtain and tied it up.

Mu Nanyan stretched and got up, "I didn't make a mistake."

"Miss, you have always been very good at judging people. I've asked someone to prepare breakfast. Which dress do you want to wear today?" Wushuang opened the cabinet and stood aside.

Mu Nanyan pointed with her finger and said, "Wearing purple will make you look more elegant."

After the two of them changed their clothes and washed and dressed, breakfast was ready. Yuan Si knocked on the door, "Miss, the front hall is ready, and the prince and the city lord are already at the table."

"That's good." Mu Nanyan opened the door and followed Yuan Si to the front hall. Wushuang followed behind holding the scroll.

"Greetings, Her Royal Highness the Princess!" Song Qingyan felt a sharp pain in her leg just as she was about to kneel down.

"How come Lord Song has a bad memory and has forgotten my rules so quickly?" Mu Nanyan sat down next to Jun Zhuoyuan, and Jun Zhuoyuan naturally took the wet towel and wiped her hands.

"It's my fault. The lady is here and the food can be served." He clapped his hands after saying that.

Why are all your codes the same? Can you come up with something new?

After the three of them finished their breakfast, they walked to the meeting room. Wushuang spread out the scroll and said, "Take a look. I wrote it last night."

In fact, Mu Nanyan had already finished writing this scroll, but she made some minor modifications, because this was her great vision of the world before, and she never thought that it would come true one day.

I didn't expect that I would have a fiefdom. It would be a good place to start from. It can be regarded as an experimental base.

"Great! I didn't expect that the lady's ideas are so unique. I admire you." Song Qingyan was completely conquered by Mu Nanyue. He had never seen such a smart and thoughtful woman.

Jun Zhuoyuan was also very surprised at Mu Nanyan's thoughts. He had been with Yanyan for such a long time, but he didn't expect that Yanyan would still hide her true abilities from him.

"It's just something I wrote casually. If you think it's okay, let's start implementing it today." Mu Nanyan stamped and signed at the end of the scroll.

"I'll have people copy it and post it all over the streets and alleys." Song Qingyan was very excited, because his mother was a good girl from an ordinary family. He was born because Song Jinyu was drunk and raped his mother in an alley. Song Jinyu's wife was also a powerful character. After living in the mansion for many years, Song Jinyu did not have a concubine. His mother entered the mansion because she was pregnant. Unfortunately, she never had a good day in her life.

Ever since he could remember, his mother would fall ill the next day whenever Song Jinyu stayed overnight. Everyone in the mansion knew that this was the mistress punishing his mother. She had not taken good care of herself since giving birth, and she developed a chronic illness. She passed away when he was ten years old.

He also thought about telling Song Jinyu that he could be the only one kneeling in the yard shivering on that sunny day. It was all Song Bin's suggestion. He wanted to see if people would freeze to death in the summer. His biological father would stand on the throne and watch coldly. When Song Bin turned around and asked him if it was fun, he would hug Song Bin and chuckle. Is this man really his father?

Mu Nanyan waved her fan and said, "Leave the body to Yuan Si to deal with. Don't worry, he has good skills." After saying that, she turned and left.

Song Qingyan stood there in a daze. It turned out that the princess knew everything. "Thank you!"

Yuan Si jumped down from the roof, "City Lord Song, please lead the way. I am Yuan Si."

"Sorry for the trouble." Song Qingyan bowed slightly.

Yuan Si returned the greeting, "City Lord Song is really too polite. Miss is a very casual person. It is better not to say such things in the future unless you make a mistake. Since Miss asked me to deal with these things, it proves that Miss has already regarded you as her own in her heart. I think City Lord Song is a smart person, so I won't say anything else."

"Yes, you are right to remind me. I have lived cautiously for so many years and never thought that this day would come. Before that day, I thought that this is how I would have to live my life." Song Qingyan sighed and brought Yuan Si to the dormitory. The two bodies were neatly placed on the bed.

Yuan Si was confused. Could it be that this guy had some weird quirks?

Mu Nanyan pushed Jun Zhuoyuan out of the City Lord's Mansion, and with the map given by Song Qingyan, they came to the edge of Jiangcheng, which was just south of the City Lord's Mansion and north of it. "This place is good, it's large and quiet, and it has a sense of scenery with small bridges and flowing water."

"As long as Yanyan likes it, I'm glad. Let's send someone back to get the materials. They will be delivered in five days. There's no rush to live here. I think Song Qingyan is alone in the City Lord's Mansion and it's lonely. We can keep each other company." Jun Zhuoyuan looked at the map. This is a wasteland with many trees. It takes some effort to clean up, but everything else is fine.

Mu Nanyan asked: "You don't want to transport things here from Kyoto, do you?"

"Yeah, what's the matter? I saw the best glazed roof in the warehouse, and it would be just right to transport it here to build a princess's mansion." Jun Zhuoyuan thought to himself. He had forgotten when he had presented it as a tribute, but fortunately it was of some use.

Mu Nanyan was silent for a moment, and then just let him be. She thought that the glazed roof was also something from the palace, and she should get some reward for doing so much work.

Yuan Si dealt with the body and did not burn it to please Song Qingyan. He chose a decent place to bury the body. Dong Li attached great importance to filial piety, and it would not be good for Song Qingyan if Song Jinyu was burned.

Song Qingyan stood in the distance without saying a word. He knew what Mu Nanyan meant. From today on, he, Song Qingyan, belonged to Princess Dingguo and could also be a knife in her hand.

Mu Nanyan walked outside again along the road she took to enter the city yesterday. Because the commotion yesterday was so huge, most of the people in Jiangcheng knew Mu Nanyan, and they all knelt down when they saw her. Even though Jun Zhuoyuan was beside them, the people still called Mu Nanyan first. They only knew that someone had led them out of the abyss.

On the way, a few brave people took things and walked towards Mu Nanyan, put down the things and ran away, "Hey! No need to send me off. I eat very well in the City Lord's Mansion. City Lord Song is different from the previous City Lord Song. At least he is not stingy." Mu Nanyan said jokingly.

The people around burst into laughter.

The scroll was only posted in the afternoon. After reading it, the people began to make improvements. Those who did not meet the standards were very cooperative. The city streets became spacious instead of being crowded. Several shops by the river also prepared buckets and no longer dumped garbage into the river. The busiest one was the City Lord's Mansion. Years of unjust, false and wrong cases were investigated starting today, and Mu Nanyan was watching it personally.

"You wouldn't know unless you checked. My father's concubines have such long-reaching hands." Mu Nanyan took the case and flipped through the pages one by one.

"There are still many that you haven't seen, and these are all minor ones." Jun Zhuoyuan continued to sort out the cases. Several cases were complicated and suspected of treason.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's not enough that this is outrageous, but it's also treasonous. This is unacceptable."

As she was talking, Song Qingyan came in holding a stack of books, "Miss, these are the account books that have been sent to Jin Yu for many years, and there are also some evidences of his cruelty to the people."

"City Lord Song, you came at the right time. Come and help me. You see, there are problems with these files. How long will it take the two of us to finish reading so many? After all, you are the city lord. You will have to take on these tasks after I leave. By the way, I forgot to tell you that I am a lazy person and don't like to work." He put down the files in his hand and took a sip of tea.

"I understand what the young lady means." After saying that, he found a stool and sat down. He knew that Mu Nanyan wanted him to adapt quickly. How could a princess of a country stay in a fiefdom for a long time?