Chapter 13: Hanging

Yang He walked out slowly, and all the refugees looked at him expectantly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The young man in front of him was only seventeen or eighteen years old, but he was already a talent at a young age, and he was both civil and military.

He wears a soft hat and a cloak, his bearing is heartbreaking, his face is handsome, his demeanor is deep and mature, and he is a little sharp. Pan Gu is heroic and powerful, and there is a trace of majesty, these temperaments are urgently needed in troubled times.

Looking at the young man's bearing and demeanor, the refugees were full of confidence.

Yang He looked at the people in front of him, most of them were old and weak women and children, less than half of the men, and there were many old people among them. Looking at their eyes full of anticipation, Yang He only felt a burst of pressure in his heart, can he feed these people?

However, the decision has been made, and Yang He will not regret it.

Moreover, there are many women, children, and children in this group of refugees, which shows that they still have a conscience and bottom line in their hearts, which is why Yang He is willing to accept them.

Yang He, a group full of young adults, would not want it, no one believed that there were no women and children around them when they fled, and they all disappeared as a result, what could be the reason?

Accepting such a group, he Yang He may have to be on guard day and night, whether he will be cut off by the team members while sleeping.

After looking at everyone, Yang He issued his first order, which was to let everyone move to their own house, since they had decided to gather the crowd, they could not disperse anymore, and the environment over there would be better.

The refugees were docilely obedient, and under Yang He's orders, dozens of refugees brought their bits and pieces of belongings to the upper courtyard, where there were still some houses and buildings to live in from the main hall to the south.

During their relocation, Yan Dezheng and Qi Youxin coordinated the organization, and the cauldron was also brought together.

This group of refugees is really dirty, and now the weather is slowly getting colder, so Yang He ordered a large fire to be built under the hall, and then put a pot on the fire, draw water from the dark well, and order the refugees to take water to bathe and change clothes.

Among them, the men are supervised by Qi Youxin and Yan Dezheng, and the women are supervised by Sun Zhaodi and Zhao Zhongju.

Piles of firewood were found, pots of hot water were boiling, and the abandoned house was filled with steaming heat and warmth, and it was obvious that the men, women, and children of all the refugees had bathed and changed their clothes.

Yang He saw that these refugees had a new look, and they all changed into their cleanest clothes.

The net towel was also washed, and then the hair was wrapped in a bun, no longer as ragged and unkempt as before, and he couldn't help but nod with satisfaction.

……

In the lobby, Yang He called the refugees up one by one and carefully inquired about their origins, origins, household stickers, etc., while Yan Dezheng and Qi Youxin testified on the side.

Yang He has changed into clean clothes, wearing a Tang scarf and a round-necked blue-sleeved robe, which has a little more elegant taste.

Yan Dezheng and Qi Youxin also took a hot bath and changed into clean clothes, and they looked much more energetic.

At this time, the two of them knelt at the two ends of the Yang River, Qi Youxin wore a six-in-one hat and a straight jacket, and Yan Dezheng wore a gray robe and a square scarf, all of which gave people a sense of refreshment.

Yang He also knelt beside the scholar Minister Yang, who was still wearing a knot-like soft wrap, but the color of his head was changed to red.

This kind of scarf is also known as "red head", and it is mostly worn by military generals and strong soldiers.

The short blue robe on his body was changed to a red robe, his feet were tied with rows, he had a waist knife and bow and arrows around his waist, a short knife and a dagger, and a copper rod by his side, looking fully armed.

Originally, after he and Yang He took a shower and changed clothes, they should be busy washing their clothes in the afternoon, but a lot of clothes were snatched and washed by Sun Zhaodi and Zhao Zhongju, and they also cleaned the entire lobby with a cloth, which made Yang He feel much more comfortable.

Sure enough, there is still a need for women in the family.

Yang He also noticed them, and the names of these two people are very distinctive, one is called Zhao Zhongju, and the other is called Sun Zhaodi.

Especially Qi Youxin's Hunjia Zhao Zhongju, this name has more connotation.

It turned out that after Zhao Zhongju's father gave birth to several daughters, he always wanted a son, and he also wanted this son to be promising, and it was best to be able to win, so he named the newborn daughter Zhao Zhongju.

Compared with ordinary pan man, wang nan, recruit brother, pan brother and so on, this name does seem to be unique, and later Zhao Zhongju really had a younger brother, although he has never been lifted, but he also won a student.

Sun Zhaodi's situation is similar to Zhao Zhongju, but her father named her more plainly, and the connotation was worse than Zhao Zhongju's, and the younger sisters were recruited later.

However, both of them are virtuous women, and they looked quite graceful when they saw Zhao Zhongju change into a round-necked jacket after taking a bath. Sun Zhaodi was wearing a bun, a collared jacket, and a horse-faced skirt, looking lean and crisp.

Seeing that the two of them were busy, washing clothes, cleaning the courtyard, and going outside to look for wild vegetables, Yang He couldn't help but nod.

He said: "The two sisters-in-law are both virtuous women, and they should be cherished. ā€

Yan Dezheng even claimed that it was, with a look of guilt in his eyes, and Qi Youxin was a little proud, he said: "Xianggong is right, but speaking of my Hun family, when I married her, the men in ten miles and eight towns were envious. ā€

Yang He interrogated dozens of refugees one by one, although he did not have a pen and paper, he now has a strong memory and can never forget, but the information of these people is firmly in his mind.

It can be seen that these people were originally ordinary farmers, and only a father and son slightly attracted Yang He's attention.

Han Daxia, Han Guan'er, is the name of the father and son.

Han Daxia is thirty-six years old, Han Guan'er is fifteen years old, I heard Qi Youxin say that the father and son are hunters who moved to their village a few years ago, and they can use bows and arrows, and they can use firearms, and they also carried bows and arrows when they fled this time.

Zhuang Min relied on their strength several times in distress, but unfortunately in the end their bows and arrows were lost.

Yang He also noticed that after the two couples took out their most decent clothes and put them on, they got together to discuss something, and they also hugged their children and gave instructions in detail, the little boy kept nodding, but the little girl still looked indifferent.

When these two couples came up to pay a visit and answer, their expressions were also extremely grateful and reassured, which made Yang He look at them a few more times.

……

All afternoon, Yang He was thinking about what he would do in the future, and at this time, there was a little more laughter from children in the house, which made Yang He's younger brothers and sisters happy in their hearts, after all, the two were children, and it was impossible not to be happy when they saw so many peers.

Both of them also changed into new clothes, with pink makeup.

In the evening, the cauldron was set up on the main hall, and then the steaming heat rose again, and the rice porridge and wild vegetables in the middle were tumbling, and these wild vegetables were the credit of Sun Zhaodi, Zhao Zhongju and others.

The refugees gathered again at the foot of the hall, and although they could still be seen hungry, they looked much better than they had been at noon.

Yang He looked around, and suddenly he frowned: "What about Zhou Ping'an and his wife and Qian Youyou's husband and wife?" ā€

The information of dozens of refugees was in his head, and he now had a strong memory, and the two couples impressed him again, and he remembered their names even more firmly.

"yes, what about people?"

It was strange that the refugees were looking at each other, and that the two couples and children were left here, but their own people were gone.

Sun Zhaodi suddenly exclaimed: "At noon, the slave family saw that the four of them were dressed neatly, and they kowtowed a lot to the hall, thinking that they were going to repay the favor and go out to find some wild vegetables...... Now that I think about it, they wouldn't do anything stupid, would they? ā€

Everyone looked at the pair of children, the boy was a little at a loss, at noon the father and mother told him to be well-behaved, to listen to the words of the father-in-law, although I don't know what they meant, but he still nodded obediently, and now the father and mother disappeared, leaving only himself......

The little girl had been silent, but her eyes turned red and she bit her lower lip.

Yang He's face sank like water, and he shouted: "Go out and find it!" ā€

Qi Youxin hurriedly said: "Let's all go out, and everyone will look for it together." ā€

At this time, the sky was a little dark, Qi Youxin and others smoked some firewood as torches, and then everyone went out in different directions, and soon Yang He heard an exclamation from outside, and then saw Qi Youxin come in with an ugly expression, he wanted to speak and stopped, and said: "Xianggong, come here." ā€

Yang He asked Minister Yang to stay here to take care of his younger brothers and sisters, and he went out with Qi Youxin himself, and when he walked to the Dragon King Temple, he saw that most of the refugees he was looking for were gathered here, and they all looked desolate.

Under the light of the torches, Yang He entered the temple, and then his expression was shocked, and he saw four corpses hanging on the broken temple beams, and a gust of wind blew, and the corpses swayed back and forth with the wind, and there was a terrible and hideous sound of rustling.

Then there were blood-colored characters on the ground, and by the light of the fire, Yang He faintly saw some crooked words.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Can't make it up...... In order to seek a son, he abstained from killing for three years...... Sorry...... Not human...... Shameless...... The princess pities the children and daughters......"

Qi Youxin stood beside Yang He, and he laughed miserably: "Why do you want to do such a stupid thing a few brothers, you will have a good life." ā€

There was a whimpering sound around the body, and the little boy and the little girl were also in the crowd, watching her father and mother hang herself, the little girl was no longer silent, and the tears in her eyes rolled down, and the little boy trembled all over, but surprisingly did not cry.

Listening to the crying sounds around him, Yang He's heart twitched, and he suddenly shouted: "Don't cry, put away all your tears." ā€

He shouted to Qi Youxin: "Qi Lichang, you arrange for a few people to bury the body." ā€

Qi Youxin said respectfully: "Yes, Xianggong." ā€