"You...... Are you King Su Zhao Run? ”

Lu Zhi stared at Zhao Hongrun with wide eyes and incredulous, with a ghostly expression, and his hands pointing at Zhao Hongrun were trembling slightly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

I have to say that pointing at Zhao Hongrun like him and naming the latter is a very rude behavior for the nobles, but fortunately, Zhao Hongrun and the Zongwei will not worry about this and Lu Zhi.

"Yes." Zhao Hongrun smiled slightly and nodded.

Seeing this, the surrounding crowd buzzed and became noisy, and those refugees used it one after another, begging Zhao Hongrun to help them and make decisions for them.

Because the scene was so chaotic, it seemed that there were thousands of bees buzzing in his ears, which made Zhao Hongrun's ears tremble, and he hurriedly said: "Okay, everyone, everyone, don't be impatient, this king promises that he will solve your accommodation." ”

Hearing Zhao Hongrun's assurance, the refugees nearby were full of joy, but they did not leave, and still gathered around Zhao Hongrun.

It is no wonder, after all, Zhao Hongrun still enjoys great prestige among these refugees who were mainly Yanling, because two years ago, it was he and the Junshui army that defeated the army of Xiong Tuo, the monarch of Chu Xuancheng.

As for why he is more famous than the entire Junshui Army, it is necessary to mention his status as a noble prince.

"His Royal Highness King Su, please forgive me for offending ...... below."

Lu Zhi apologized to Zhao Hongrun.

Because in his casual chat with Zhao Hongrun, he felt extremely dissatisfied with the fact that Yanling now belonged to the more than 400,000 Chu people, which inevitably involved some disrespectful complaints and complaints about Zhao Hongrun.

But then again, how could Zhao Hongrun be angry because of such a trivial matter?

"It's okay, Brother Lu is not guilty if he doesn't know."

Zhao Hongrun smiled and waved his hand, but when his eyes looked at the county soldiers who were even more afraid now, his face gradually sank.

At this time, Zongwei Mu Qing came to Zhao Hongrun's side, hugged his fists and said: "Your Highness, the injured people have all seen the lowly duties, and the wounds have also been given medicine, and the rest are all skin injuries, but three people are seriously injured, I'm afraid they ......."

Zhao Hongrun frowned, followed Mu Qing and walked towards the three seriously injured refugees, only then did he notice that all three of them had been stabbed in the chest and abdomen, and in terms of today's medical skills, the body was stabbed by a blade, which was almost incurable.

……

Zhao Hongrun squatted down and held the hand of one of the three, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

In all fairness, his reaction was extremely fast, as soon as he saw those county soldiers draw their sharp blades, he knew that something was wrong, so he quickly asked Yan Mo to summon the five hundred Yan Ling soldiers, but even so, he was still a step slow.

In the final analysis, he never thought that those county soldiers would really use their blades, and they would really aim their blades at civilians.

If it was just a stick, Zhao Hongrun could still understand it, but they actually moved the blade!

The three seriously injured people were all carried to Anling County by Zong Wei Mu Qing with more than a dozen Yanling soldiers to find a medical center for treatment, but whether they can be cured, to be honest, Zhao Hongrun is not optimistic, and can only sincerely wish them to survive.

Seeing that Zhao Hongrun's face was not good, Zong Wei Zhou Pu willingly dismissed the surrounding refugees, because he knew that his Royal Highness was on the verge of an attack at this moment.

And those refugees obviously saw Zhao Hongrun's gloomy expression of holding back anger, and they retreated obediently, but they did not leave far away, after all, they also saw the scene where Zhao Hongrun angrily reprimanded the county order of Anling County, so as to vent their long-standing grievances.

After about a stick of incense, the county magistrate of Anling County finally appeared, and I saw the county magistrate wearing an official uniform, riding a horse and galloping in front of Zhao Hongrun, turning over and dismounting, and kneeling on the ground with a puff, and shouting: "Xiaguan Anling County Fu Yan Yong, knock on His Royal Highness King Su." ”

I actually came on horseback......

Zhao Hongrun glanced at the Anling County magistrate who was kneeling down in front of him with a little surprise.

You know, the work of a stick of incense is fleeting, and the reason why he made such a harsh request is to prepare for this attack when the county commander is late, but I didn't expect this guy to be a little smart, knowing that he couldn't run from the city government to the outside of the city in a stick of incense, he actually got a mount out of nowhere, and he didn't care about waiting for the county soldiers.

Glancing at the mount, Zhao Hongrun found that the lasso was still on the horse's back, and it was obvious that it was a horse pulling a carriage.

"Anling County Fu Yan Yong......" Zhao Hongrun repeated the name of the Anling County magistrate kneeling in front of him, and asked: "Yan Yong, how did you get into the official career?" ”

Yan Yong lowered his head and said respectfully: "Xiaguan, it is Hong De's three-year imperial examination, ranking 17th on the first list. ”

Isn't he actually the recommended official, or did he take the exam himself?

Zhao Hongrun secretly sneered in his heart and asked, "Heh, he is actually a person who reads poetry and books...... This king comes to ask you, how to annotate the Fu character of the county Fu? "Note: County Fu, that is, county order.

Yan Yong was silent for a moment, and replied honestly: "Back to His Highness, Fu Zhi, An Ye." ”

"Good." Zhao Hongrun nodded and ordered: "You raise your head and take a closer look around to see if you have achieved this Anzi!" ”

However, Yan Yong didn't dare to raise his hand, and still knelt in place with his head down.

Seeing this, Zhao Hongrun shouted angrily: "Look up! ”

"Yes......" Yan Yong was shocked, subconsciously raised his head, and looked around as he said.

In the eye, there were blood stains on the ground nearby, the panicked eyes of the county soldiers who had been seized by the Yanling soldiers, the resentful eyes of the group of refugees in the distance, and the cold, piercing, murderous eyes of His Royal Highness King Su in front of him.

"Where did you have the courage to order the county soldiers to point their blades at the people? You are better than this king! ”

"Next...... The lower official was guilty......" Yan Yong kowtowed again and again.

Zhao Hongrun took a deep breath to calm his mood, and said in a deep voice: "You get up, you are the head of a county, and this king is not good at curing your crimes." This matter will then be reported to the Imperial Historian of the Imperial Court, and the Imperial Historian will determine your guilt. …… Get up! ”

Yan Yong stood up as he said, his eyes were obviously a little dull and stiff.

You must know that the defendant is sent to the Imperial History Prison, which means that his career in this life has ended, and even, after he is relieved of his official position by the Imperial History Supervisor, he will be questioned by the Criminal Department, and nine times out of ten he will be confiscated into the army, and sent to Chenggao Pass and Fencheng to repair the Guansai, or sent to Nanyan to repair the plank road.

Suddenly, Yan Yong fell to his knees again with a puff, and begged in a wailing voice: "King Su, this matter is not about the lower officials......

Of course, Zhao Hongrun guessed that this whole thing was not Yan Yong's idea, and when he thought about it, he also knew that a county order that had been admitted to the government through the imperial examination and had no backstage, how could he dare to do such a thing full of public grievances? Don't want to die?

Obviously, the real people behind the scenes are someone else.

Yan Yong, the county order of Anling County, is just obeying someone's orders nine times out of ten.

Therefore, just like treating the head of the county soldiers, Zhao Hongrun is not too embarrassed, after all, this is just some small people, some poor worms who will be pushed out by some people as scapegoats at any time, what to embarrass them? What Zhao Hongrun wants to teach a lesson are those hidden tigers who can eat people.

Thinking of this, Zhao Hongrun didn't bother to listen to Yan Yong's pleading, and said lightly: "Opening the warehouse and releasing grain may reduce the sin you have created." ”

"Grain ......"

Yan Yong was stunned, and cold sweat was dripping on his forehead.

Seeing this, Zhao Hongrun stared and said, "Do you have any objections?" ”

"No, the lower officials don't dare to ......" Yan Yong shook his head again and again.

At this time, the head of the county soldier who had been knocked on the head by Zhao Hongrun with a stick just now ran out of the city with more than a dozen people panting.

Because he didn't dare to take the time to bandage the wound on his forehead, at this time, the county soldier's face was covered with blood, and it was strange to see.

Seeing them coming, Yan Yong hurriedly instructed them: "Li Li, quickly prepare to open a warehouse to release grain, and open a porridge shop here......"

Li Li, the head of the county soldiers, was out of breath before he ran to the ground, and said breathlessly: "Humble ...... Humble obedience. ”

After that, he secretly glanced at Zhao Hongrun, and said with some embarrassment: "My lord, I'm afraid there will be a shortage of manpower......

Where are the manpower in the county office?

Isn't that kneeling with your head in your hands?

Hearing this, the county commander Yan Yong turned his head to look at Zhao Hongrun.

Seeing this, Zhao Hongrun waved his hand expressionlessly and called, "Yan Mo? ”

"The last will understand."

Yan Mo understood, and made a gesture towards the Yan Ling soldiers under his command, and suddenly, the Yan Ling soldiers retreated to the side and lifted the detention of the hundreds of county soldiers.

At this time, Zhao Hongrun said coldly to Yan Yong: "Within an hour, this king will see these people receive rice porridge with his own eyes." ”

"Yes, yes......"

Yan Yong nodded again and again, and then called out to those county soldiers to the county to prepare the tools needed to open the soup kitchen.

I have to say that in the case of life-threatening, whether it was Yan Yong, Li Li, or the county soldiers, they all burst out with far more enthusiasm than usual, and in less than half an hour, they placed the cooking utensils outside the city, poured the rice into the cooking utensils, and began to boil porridge.

Of course, the remaining half an hour is obviously not enough to cook porridge, but at this point, Zhao Hongrun did not have such a problem with Yan Yong, after all, he could also see that Yan Yong and the others really tried their best this time.

Nearly half an hour later, the smell of rice porridge spread outside the city, causing the nearby refugees to spit.

No wonder, after all, how many days have they not eaten rice?

And just when Yan Yong was commanding the county soldiers to distribute rice porridge, a team of knights galloped from the southeast road.

Judging from the clothing, it looks like some noble children go out of the city to hunt.

In the front and back of the procession, there was a young man who was not inferior to Zhao Hongrun in terms of clothing and clothing, and he leaned over from a distance on horseback, only to see him staring at the refugees who were waiting in a long line to receive porridge, and his eyes showed a little displeasure.

"Who? Who set up the porridge factory here? ”

……

At this time, Zhao Hongrun was standing among the refugees, watching those refugees quietly receiving porridge, and when he heard this shout, he turned his head to look over.

Hum! Is it the right lord?

Zhao Hongrun parted the crowd and walked over quietly. (To be continued.) )