Chapter 21: The Journey

The Beihu cavalry has been rampant on the Lingbei border for decades, and when they first met the hard bone of Mr., they were still a little unaccustomed to it. It's just that after retreating for a few days, it has come back again, but it has become more violent.

The gentleman sat in the big tent and spent three days and three nights without sleep before beating Beihu back. Before the soldiers could tell him the good news, they saw the gentleman lying in front of the case in a daze, and his face was bloodless.

What everyone didn't expect was that when the prince learned the news, he put down the urgent situation in Beijing, changed three horses all the way, and went straight back to Lingbei.

"How is sir?" asked Chu Fengge.

"The doctor said that there was no big problem, but it was ......" The little man was so frightened by that look that he couldn't speak well. "It's just...... Mr. has ...... Some of the essence and blood have been exhausted, and I ask the prince to make plans as soon as possible......"

Chu Fengge's expression froze on his face, and only his eyes were as red as blood.

"Pass the order," he said with a hoarse voice, "I will lead the troops to conquer Beihu." ”

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"I'm not traveling as a prince this time, so you don't have to take care of me. Chu Shen smiled heartily, raised his hand and wiped the slight sweat on his head with his sleeve. "But everyone, the emperor's order matters. ”

He Lan lazily rode on his horse, glanced at Wei Heming, and joked: "Are you sure he wants to win over or take revenge on you?

Wei Heming shook his head, not very concerned: "As long as he doesn't slow down the speed of the team, it's none of my business that he will come to June to fly snow." ”

He Lan lamented: "You live like a life-urging ghost, even if you are in a disaster relief emergency, you are not as fast as you." ”

Wei Heming smiled, but ordered to continue to increase the speed of the convoy.

At this moment, the horse team marching quickly on the official road was the horse team that Wei Heming and the prisoners went to disaster relief, except for Yang Zixu, who was too ill, and all the other prisoners present followed Wei Heming out of the Beijing Division.

To be exact, they left the capital ahead of schedule.

Wei Heming only left himself a day to prepare for departure, and he didn't even have time to arrange the carriage and horses in person, so he had to ask Yu Yuan to arrange it for him. He went straight to the location of the Sixth Ministry early in the morning, visited them one by one, first handled the disaster relief matters properly, and then turned the sons of these officials of the Six Ministries into their hands, and by noon, the seventy-two students of the National Prison had already properly mounted their horses and were ready to set off.

In terms of grain collection and scheduling, it was really unexpectedly smooth, and I didn't suffer the slightest embarrassment, I'm afraid it's also because the sons of this group of adults will have to go to disaster relief with Wei Heming, and if there is really any careful thinking, it will also trap their own sons.

But the problem is on the emperor's side.

Ruiwen Wang Chu Fengge and several princes successively proposed to go to disaster relief with the students, saying that one is more high-sounding than the other, what to see the people's livelihood and suffering, and take care of the rivers and mountains for his father, but the real reason is well known to everyone.

This time I went out, because I had a meritorious share, and there was a Wei Heming who stood up to him, and whoever didn't mix the dishes was a fool -- the people in the court and the central government did not obstruct them too much, and they did not want their children and grandchildren to make some meritorious deeds as soon as possible.

It's just that Wei Heming seems to be unfavorable, who is not good, but it is Chu Shen, the fifth son of the emperor, and only He Lan among the prisoners knows that he has a bad impression of Chu Shen, and he has no interest in socializing with this dragon son and phoenix grandson.

He Lan took the reins and caught up with his horse, and asked, "Bring out these people, chant a poem and do a right thing, it is easy to contact, but this kind of thing is the most difficult to manage, do you have an idea?"

This group of prisoners from the national prison is all top-notch in terms of family background and knowledge, and they are influenced by their families and have different political positions.

What's more, Wei Heming, who is the leader, is still the youngest among them, even if he understands the Yuan, there is also the saying that literati are contemptuous.

Wei Heming looked like an old god: "The time has not come, and when the time comes, it will be easy to manage." ”

He Lan narrowed her eyes and looked him up and down: "As far as you have the most ghost ideas, I still don't know how you rectified the two of the Lu family last time." ”

Wei Heming chuckled: "The Buddha said, don't say, don't say." ”

He Lan only felt that he should kick this kid off the horse.

At this time, they still had some strength to laugh, and after noon, their road became more and more rugged, and the road gradually appeared homeless.

These sons often live in the capital, although they do not chant poems such as "there is no hunger in the prosperous age, why do you need to be busy with farming and weaving", they have never understood the suffering of the homeless, and the most bitter is not more than "the bedside house leaks and there is no dry place".

But this group of homeless people have yellow faces and thin muscles, no long things, and some of them don't even have clothes that can cover their bodies.

Especially for some children on the road, the ribs under the skin can be counted, and the skinny legs seem to be bigger.

Some of these people were wailing, some were singing long and sad folk songs as they walked, and more of them were moving their feet numbly.

Some prisoners were soft-hearted, dismounted halfway, and gave the homeless people some dry food snacks, but Wei Heming didn't stop them, but until the prisoners' dry food was gone, there were more homeless people on the road.

The small talk in the convoy was gone.

One prisoner muttered in a low voice, "How can so many people be displaced...... I never knew ......"

Everyone in the convoy agreed.

Although they all knelt down for the disaster relief in Xuzhou that day, they also owe a lot of it to He Lan's eloquence, and also because of the great principles of worrying about the country and the people in the books.

But they don't have a single idea of what natural disasters will do to people and how far the people will suffer.

When everyone arrived at the official post in the evening, they slept all night on a hard bed, used some clear soup and little water, and the hot weather and mosquito bites, and when they saw these prisoners again the next day, they all had dishes on their faces, and there was no one who talked and laughed as much as yesterday.

Even He Lan was a little unbearable, and sighed: "If I don't step out of the house this time, I'm afraid I won't think of people's livelihood like this in my life." ”

What you hear with your ears and what you see with your eyes and what you think in your mind are two different things after all.

Wei Heming couldn't be clearer about this truth, in his previous life, he didn't know how many stories about natural disasters he had read in the book, but he had never been hungry since he was a child, and it was difficult for him to clearly perceive what these stories meant.

There are some things that you learn from books, and some things that you have to feel with your body.

In this way, after several days, everyone also felt some changes, such as the food in the official post is getting worse and worse, and for example, some people on the road are flushed, which is obviously not a normal complexion, or those who have moved are not only unclothed people, but even some solid families with cars and belongings, which are actually moving their families.

So things are not very rosy.

The closer they got to Xuzhou, the more silent everyone became, and at this time, Wei Heming talked more.

He began to inquire about the situation in the vicinity of Xuzhou by passing merchants and pedestrians, and he would also pay attention to the dress and expressions of the passers-by, the ease of attitude, and the accuracy of intelligence analysis surprised all the prisoners

He Lan was also a little surprised: "I never knew you had such skills. ”

Wei Heming just smiled: "Without diamonds, how dare I take this porcelain job?"

However, a prisoner said secretly with a complicated expression: "People can't look good, if Wei Jieyuan can't be an official, I'm afraid that none of us are qualified to be an official." ”

Chu Shen listened in his heart, but the expression on his face remained unchanged at all.

When this group of people rushed to Xuzhou, they lost the arrogance of many of the children of the family when they were in Beijing, and they were a little more stable and cautious.

But as soon as everyone entered Xuzhou, they ushered in the first dismount.

The official post was empty, not to mention the officials who greeted them, and there was not even a ghost shadow. Some high-spirited inmates were inevitably uneasy, and their faces showed some traces.

Chu Shen also looked unhappy: "Even if Xuzhou has just removed the prefect, it won't be so lazy, and there is no one to greet Jingshi Qincha?"

Wei Heming said: "You guys settle the luggage first, leave half of the people to guard the grain and grass materials, and the rest of the people will go to explore all parts of the city first, and I will go with He Lan to visit the Xuzhou Yamen first." ”

Some prisoners were not very happy, and complained: "They treat us so coldly, but do we still have to put a hot face on other people's cold butts?"

But Wei Heming, who didn't want to be good-natured, looked cold: "Your Excellency, do you remember why we came?"

The prisoner swallowed the words back into his stomach, and said in his heart that this Wei Xiaojie Yuan was not very old, but his momentum was so impressive.

On the way, He Lan joked to him when chatting: "Your expression just now looks a little like a person." ”

"Who?"

"Little prince," He Lan said with a smile, "you have been staying for a long time, and the way you look when you are angry is a little like him." ”

Wei Heming said in his heart, if you are a few years against this person, you will also be contaminated with some of this person's breath.