Withdrawing all the way from Tanzhou, the most convenient road is naturally to go down the Xiangshui River, and the official road connecting Jingnan and Guangxi is also repaired in this way, almost at the same time that Jiang Cai's department crossed the boundary of Tanzhou, news came from the front, and the Yuan army surrounded Tanzhou City. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's coming so fast." In front of his eyes, the escape brigade composed of various streams of people blocked the entire official road, and even his cavalry could only march on both sides of the road, fortunately, with their presence, the order was quite orderly, but the speed could not be guaranteed.

Fortunately, the plan was adjusted in time, and the vast majority of the people were taken out of danger before the Yuan people attacked, of course, the biggest credit went to Miyou and others, who gave up their lives and were determined to defend Tanzhou City to buy time for these people to escape, otherwise even if they arrived in Hengzhou, they would be caught up by the Yuan people.

Of course, for Jiang Cai, they saved not only the people, he and his cavalry, there is no need to outnumber, so that the brothers can come back safely, his heart is also full of gratitude, but at this time, he can only protect the people to leave, whether there will be a day of rescue in the future, I dare not imagine at all.

The mountains in this area are vertical and horizontal, the famous Nanyue is nearby, and around the foot of the mountain, it is under the rule of Hengzhou, and the county seat of Hengyang where the state city is located is only an hour away.

A large number of refugees have gathered under the county, no matter what their status was in Tanzhou before, at the moment they are just poor people who escaped from under the iron hooves of the Tartars.

However, after several days of fleeing, the few little food they had turned into dung, and they had to rely on the government's relief to get a scoop of gruel in the soup kitchens that had been built into big sheds.

"Please beg the officials on mission, spare more."

"Go, a bunch of thieves and foodies, waste the food." A fat man who looked like an errand stood in front of the cauldron, scooping a wooden scoop in the pot, saw a refugee who had been rambling and unwilling to go, and opened his mouth to scold.

"Hurry up, hurry up, how many people are waiting behind."

A servant sitting on the side urged impatiently, and behind him were high bags of grain, which were still marked by the imprint of Changping's storage, and at the end of each pot, someone would take a bag from him, which was full of yellow rice and exuded an attractive fragrance of plants.

"Save a little, just let them stutter, and the left and right will leave, we still have to provide for ourselves."

The messenger who had been prompted understood it and carried the sack to the stove, where the cauldron was bubbling incessantly, and the freshly cooked porridge was poured out of the pot and brought into the shed in a wooden barrel, and then new rice would be poured into it, and it would continue to burn along with the water brought from the river.

Most of the refugees who begged for porridge went on their way after eating, and later filled their places, and as if the long queue never seemed to end, the servants who distributed the gruel became less and less kind to say.

"You, if you want to eat, hurry up, and then grind and get out."

For a long time, no one handed the bowl over, and the servant scolded without raising his head, and then a large bowl reached under his nose, and the servant scooped it into the pot casually, and beat more than half of the gruel into the bowl, which was only halfway to the big bowl.

"It's over, get out of here." The bowl was stretched out there without moving, so he couldn't help but be annoyed, raised his head and scolded again, only to find that the man in front of him was a little unusual.

"It's not over, you don't have enough of it." The man's dress looked unremarkable, not much different from that of the peasants, but his eyes were piercing, and the servants were a little hairy.

"When Lao Tzu finishes speaking, it's over, if you don't eat, you will get out, and if you make any more noise, you will be caught and flailed to show the public." The man seemed to turn a deaf ear to his threatening words, and still held out his hand.

"Forget it, give him another scoop." The official behind him had some eyes, and he could see that the man was not afraid, which was very unusual.

The servant unwillingly scooped into the pot again, and poured it all into the big bowl at once, and filled the bowl to the brim, and the hot porridge was still a little hot, but the other party didn't care, took it in his hand, and shook his head.

"Not enough." As soon as these words came out, even the officials changed their faces, and the other party made it clear that they were here to find trouble.

"You ......" the messenger jumped up at once, threw the wooden scoop in his hand, pulled out the iron ruler at his waist and planned to take the man, but before he could climb over the table, he was put on the neck with a short knife, and the man held a large bowl full of porridge in one hand, and held the knife in the other, with a relaxed face.

"Making ......"

Without waiting for the official to say the word "anti", a sign "snapped" on his mouth, blocking his words, and the official subconsciously took a look, and his legs and feet immediately trembled.

The sign was just made of wood, but it was engraved with the words "Jinghu South Road Pacification and Establishment Envoy", and it was a person behind the man who threw out the sign, he walked out of the team, stepped forward and patted the man's arm, signaling him to put down the knife.

"I don't know how much I have offended." The official's words made the man's eyes narrow.

"The people of the system can't control your Hengzhou, right, what about the seal you keep too much?" The man took out a piece of paper, only glanced at the seal on it with him, and then the official bowed his head and arched his hand.

"The little ones were blind, and they collided with Shangguan at a discord." finally said the word 'Shangguan', and that person obviously wanted this effect.

"There is a fixed amount of relief grain in the state, and the same is true for the porridge boiled, but this brother just said that the amount is not enough, what do you think?"

"This ......" The servants all stopped their hands and looked at the official: "Shangguan doesn't know, I and the others are all done according to the rules of the state, how many pots are put in, how much rice is put in the pot, the state has spoken, how dare the little ones disobey." ”

"Is it because you are too guarded, or is it a guard?" Guarding is the general sentence in the state.

The man obviously pointed to the point, so that the official suddenly lost his square inch, no matter who he said, he didn't have to think about mixing here in the future, thinking of this, he couldn't help lowering his voice, and said almost pleadingly: "Shangguan let go of a small way to live, if you have a send, please command." ”

"It doesn't matter what you did before, from now on, all the porridge sheds must be sufficient, and I will only say this once." When the man saw that he had softened, he pointed to the big pot on the table and said.

"How's that for a footwork?"

The man took a pair of chopsticks from the man in front of him, stuck them straight into the pot, and then raised his head: "The chopsticks are poured, and the head is falling." ”

Before the words fell, the pair of chopsticks fell into the pot together, and the faces of the officials and the servants turned pale with fright.

Leaving the porridge shed, the man gave the full bowl of porridge to a mother with a child, and the man with him had a gloomy face, didn't know what he was thinking, and quickly followed, seeing that it was far away, the man couldn't help but ask out loud.

"Boss, why don't you kill them?"

"They, as well as those officials in the state, are all screwed together and slaughtered, who will take care of these people?" Li Shiyi's expression was indignant.

"Then let it go?" The man was a little unwilling.

"Spare it?" Li Shiyi snorted from his nose: "Let them go for a few days, survive this for a while, and when the time comes, even if we want to, the owner will not let them go." ”