Chapter 7: This is Cloudsdale?
Back at the camp, Han Rui told Old Man Zhang what had happened.
Old man Zhang thought about it for a long time, and finally decided that his life was at stake, so he ran away overnight.
Wake everyone up, and the group waded through the night again, walking towards Cloudsdale.
After a day and two nights, a group of hundreds of people finally arrived in Yunzhong City on the morning of August Jihai in the seventh year of Emperor Wen.
After entering the city, everyone was arranged in an open place, and the old man Zhang went straight to the mansion.
Retired from the army, and as the patriarch of Zhang Jiayu, Zhang Laotou has already been given a few canes (also known as dove canes), for the three elders of the township, and the entry and exit of the county government are unimpeded.
"Wow! Cloudsdale is really lively! โ
Listening to Zhang Sanyi's expression on Grandma Liu's visit to the Grand View Garden, Han Rui was disdainful.
Is this also called hilarious?
A county is equivalent to the provincial capital of the future!
The road was deserted, and there were only a few hundred people as far as the eye could see.
Not to mention Beijing, the streets of Urumqi, even when the first snow fell in 2002, were never so deserted.
Zhang Weiyang was full of pretending to be forced: "Chang'an is much more lively than Yunzhong City~"
Han Rui glanced at the two of them, and went to the shade of the tree to cool off.
After more than an hour, Old Man Zhang came back with a scribe.
"Dad, what's wrong?" Zhang Weiyang stepped forward and asked.
I saw that the old man Zhang was full of gloom: "I have already told the government about the Huns, but the county guard Wei Gong has passed away in Xia June..."
When the surrounding people heard this, they sobbed quietly after a brief loss of consciousness.
Han Rui was dumbfounded!
Yunzhong County guards Wei Shang!
Before Emperor Jing ascended the throne, almost the entire border county of the Han Dynasty was supported by him!
After serving in Yunzhongfan for more than 20 years, Yundawan has always been on the front line of the war, but it has never fallen!
After the onslaught again and again, the Huns only got a few thousand warriors, dozens of nobles, and a terrifying perception of the steel city!
"It is rumored that Wei Shang loves the soldiers and the people, and it seems that what he said is true..."
Thinking so, Han Rui asked out loud, "Uncle Zhang, who is this?" โ
Without waiting for the old man Zhang to introduce him, the scribe arched his hand and said in a deep voice to everyone: "I am Zhang Zhi, the chief bookkeeper in the clouds, and I have come to settle the exiled people on the orders of the county government. โ
"The county keeper said, the war is approaching, don't stay in the city of clouds, and order to lead the people to the back of the city."
When everyone heard this, they looked at Old Man Zhang, and when they saw that he also shook his head helplessly, they had to follow the scribe to the south gate.
Coming in from the north and coming out from the south, the stay in Cloudsdale was less than three hours.
Outside the south gate of Cloud City, the scribe pointed to the large open space, seeing that it meant that everyone had been arranged here.
Han Rui quietly approached the scribe: "Alas, brother, no, my lord, in this county, there are no tents and food arranged for us?" โ
Disaster relief for the people's soldiers in later generations, isn't this style of painting?
The scribe also shook helplessly: "Alas, since the death of Duke Wei, the dragons of Yunzhong County have no leader, and the new emperor has ascended the throne on the Chang'an side, so I don't care about the affairs of this place~"
"The new county guard is nowhere to be found, and the affairs of the county are all in the hands of the vertical son, so what can I do..."
As he spoke, the scribe shook his head and sighed and left.
The crowd was staring at the outskirts of the city.
Everyone surrounded Zhang Lao: "Patriarch, what can I do, sleeping in the open is not a long-term solution after all!" โ
Zhang Lao only shook his head, and looked helplessly at the tall city wall in the clouds.
"Let's take one step at a time..."
"It's good that the war is over."
In the county office, an obese man sat high on the top, holding a greasy lamb rib in his hand, and was gnawing on it.
"Are all the homeless people arranged?"
Zhang Zhiqiang endured the discomfort and arched his hand: "Back to my lord, everything has been settled." โ
"Hmm~, this group of Diao people, all day long, they know the little food they keep staring at me!"
"Let's go down."
The scribe retreated.
exited the county office, but he could no longer suppress his anger, and smashed into the red gate in a circle.
"Damn it!"
took care of himself and spontaneously made a fire, but after all, he sighed helplessly: "Tiger father and dog..."
Now, the person who presides over the affairs of the county is the former Yunzhong Duyou, the only son of Wei Shang.
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In the afternoon, Han Rui and Zhang Weiyang took the young people in the village to Yunzhong City.
There are hundreds of mouths in the whole village, and just by eating, they can eat more than a dozen stone corn every day.
The little dry food I brought with me couldn't last a few days at all, and I couldn't sit and eat empty.
Under Han Rui's proposal of 'do it yourself, have enough food and clothing', these 20 or so young people have become the hope of the whole village.
After entering the city and asking passers-by for directions, Zhang Weiyang took the lead and walked towards the market.
In ancient times, if you wanted to do business, you didn't just have to find a place to set up a stall.
If it is a full-time businessman, it must be assigned to a special "business register".
Even if you have something to sell temporarily, you have to go to the 'trading area' designated by the government, that is, the market.
In the later Mulan's speech, the four cities of east, south, west, and north mentioned are based on this.
Han Rui and others, if they want to say that they are here to sell things, yes, it's not right.
To be precise, they are here to sell their labor, to get some work by their strength, in exchange for food.
As for begging, to be honest, Han Rui also thought about it.
But in the end, I was frightened away by this fierce era.
This is the Han Dynasty where eating soft rice is sinful! (The son-in-law will be arrested by the government to repair the earth)
Begging for such a thing as no self-esteem and no backbone, I'm afraid I will be shot 800 times...
After learning this, Han Rui finally understood why the big guy looked at him so strangely at the beginning of the crossing.
In the Han family, spineless people are even more despised than the men who were raised in later generations!
And they came to the market, found a corner, and sat down.
The people who came and went to the bazaar saw dozens of young men sitting in rows, and there was nothing to sell, so they all gathered around them curiously.
"What are you doing, boy?"
When Zhang Weiyang heard this, he got up and politely bowed his hand and said: "We are the people of Zhang Jiayu outside the city, and we are here to find some work to support our families." โ
After all, I still didn't dare to tell the Huns, for fear that they would be busy running away.
After watching for a while, they all dispersed.
They sat like this all afternoon, and found no work to do, so they had to go back dejectedly.
Early the next morning, I still came to the place I was yesterday, and sat down peacefully.
He didn't sit for long when he saw a panic in the city.
Han Rui stopped a passerby and asked, "What's going on?" โ
When the man saw that Han Rui would not let go, he dropped a sentence: "The Huns are here!" He broke free of Han Rui and dragged his family towards the city gate.
After a while, the news spread throughout the market, and the merchants hurriedly packed up their goods, presumably thinking about running away.
Han Rui was helpless and said to Zhang Weiyang: "Brother Zhang, I'm afraid there is no one in this city who is going to run, do we still have to wait?" โ
Zhang Weiyang was full of sorrow, and finally gritted his teeth: "Wait!" The folks are still waiting for us to bring back the food! โ