Taking a deep breath, Yang Mu turned his gaze to the mother and son.

The woman, who was already depressed, was now covered with dirt, her face was full of dust, and there was a slight redness and swelling, perhaps she had been kicked somewhere before, so she couldn't straighten her waist all of a sudden, and she covered her waist and frowned, looking very painful.

Her son hid behind his mother's back, poked his head out, and timidly secretly looked at the benefactors who saved him.

Seeing this, Ji Ling'er went up and helped her up.

"Thank you! Thank you, girl! The woman was a little flattered, and she could already tell from the shopkeeper's words that these were some nobles, and that she, who had never dealt with nobles, could only express her gratitude and gratitude with a simple thank-you.

"A few benefactors, look at this ......" The woman was holding the money bag in her hand, at a loss, this was what Shen An had forced into his hand, and it was the first time she saw so much money, and she didn't know what to do with it.

Yang Mu sighed lightly: "Take it, go to the pharmacy to buy a few plasters, and buy some delicious ones for the child." ”

As soon as he said that it was delicious, the young man behind the woman obviously swallowed his saliva.

The woman hesitated, muttered something in her mouth, seemed to struggle a little, and then timidly took the money bag into her arms.

Because the woman was injured and it was not very convenient to walk, and she was afraid that she would be coveted by a woman with a huge amount of money, several people entered a restaurant together.

This may be one of the best restaurants in the imperial city, the signboard is very atmospheric, the woman hesitated at the door for a while and did not dare to enter, or Ji Ling'er dragged one of them, so she pulled it in and picked a seat on the second floor to sit down.

The restaurant is full of rich and noble people with some spare money in their pockets, and when they saw Yang Mu and the four of them entering with a pair of beggar-like mothers and sons, they all looked sideways, very disgusted, and some people paid attention to Concubine Nuo and Ji Ling'er, their eyes wandered between the two daughters, and they were curious about what kind of charming posture the covered faces had.

Annoyed by the gaze, in desperation, several people had to move the table, change to a private room, and order a few exquisite side dishes.

"Where is your home, I ...... I'll send you back. Yang Mu asked while holding the dishes.

"We ......"

"Our son asked you something, why don't you answer quickly!" Shen An on the side urged, His Majesty the Emperor was so kind, and if he was another courtier, he would have been grateful for it, and this woman was still grinding, which made him annoyed.

The woman was frightened and hurriedly said, "Engong is angry, it's not that I don't want to say it, but now we don't have a place to live. ”

Don't have a place to live?

That's a surprising answer.

The woman said: "Our mother and son are from Taoyuan, and we are going to find a corner outside the city tonight to stay for one night and go back tomorrow, so we won't trouble Engong." ”

Taoyuan people......

Yang Mu was surprised and asked, "You guys came to the Imperial City to sell cloth?" ”

The woman nodded, her face helpless.

The four masters and servants were surprised, there were hundreds of miles from Taoyuan to the imperial city, and the mother and son rushed to the imperial city with cloth on their backs and slept in the open air, just to be able to sell for more than ten yuan, what kind of bitterness is this?

"Why don't you sell it in Taoyuan City?" Concubine Nuo interjected, and it could be seen that she was also shocked, and she was very sympathetic to the mother and son.

The woman sighed: "Taoyuan City is too small, there are not a few shops, and the cloth cannot be sold at all. But the family really couldn't survive, so the slut knitted some cloth and sold it in the imperial city...... But no one asked for it every time, and finally sold it to the cloth merchant for a few pennies, and then went back after buying some rice and grain. ”

Hearing this, several people were very sad.

An honest peasant woman, her family couldn't live anymore, so she worked hard all the way to the imperial city, but she was bullied and beaten.

"Our life is not good, there are bandits every year, this year not only is there no banditry, the government also allows us to reclaim wasteland, no need to pay taxes, our family got up early and reclaimed an acre of wasteland, and there is hope for life, but the child's father is sick, and the rice for porridge at home is gone......"

"Farmland has been cleared...... In the first year of farmland reclamation, wasn't there a government subsidy? One acre of land has one or two pieces of silver, which is enough to eat for a while. Yang Mu asked in surprise.

"Nope." The peasant woman shook her head and said with a wry smile: "The village chief said that there is a subsidy, but the government has not issued it, and we ordinary people are already very content to have our own fields, how can we go to the government to ask for it......

No......

Yang Mu pondered for a while, he remembered that he had just returned from the expedition, and he had allocated a large sum of silver to the local governments, but he didn't expect that it had been twenty days, and the people everywhere had not yet gotten the silver.

This couldn't help but remind him of what Kong Shangxian had said to him, about the bribery of local governments.

Last night, Shangguan's Mansion was in such a situation, right?

"Let's go, auntie, we'll send you home!" Yang Mu suddenly made a decision.

……

A group of six people, hired a carriage, took advantage of the sunset to go out of the city, and ran on the official road leading from the imperial city to Taoyuan.

Shen An drove, Ji Ling'er and Concubine Nuo sat next to Yang Mu on the left and right, and it could be seen that several people were a little worried.

After all, he is the king of a country, although it is a private visit to Weifu, but if he encounters any bad people, wouldn't it be dangerous? Besides, the people in this palace don't know, if they can't find the shadow of His Majesty the Emperor, what if something happens in their lives?

Therefore, when Yang Mu was asleep, the other three were very vigilant and ready to escort at any time.

Before dawn on the second day, the carriage arrived at Taoyuan.

It was a small village, according to the woman, a poor nest, and the whole village was full of poor people except for two landlords.

Just after the autumn harvest, you can see a lot of grass in the fields, and in a slightly remote place, there are patches of newly cultivated farmland, and the land does not look very fertile.

The villagers were already working in the fields, greeting the woman one by one, asking her how much the cloth had been sold, and some of them were concerned about the health of the men in her family.

But without exception, it's all about some verbal concern.

The woman's house was built on a hill, a house made of stones, the cracks were filled with yellow mud, and the outside was covered with thatch, and when I opened a firewood door, I saw the simple furnishings inside, a stove, a broken wooden bed, two wooden piers, a bowl counter, and a wooden bucket.

It's all the furnishings in the house.

Rao is Yang Mu had imagined the ruin of the woman's house before, and he was also shocked by this scene, all the belongings here are put together, I'm afraid it's not worth much, right?

On the broken bed, a man lay down, his heavy breathing and moaning proved that he was still alive, and his sallow face revealed a kind of paleness.

It seems that he will not live long.

This is the fate of the poor, who become sick from hard work, become sick with minor illnesses, and once they get sick...... It's not far from death.

Maybe it was because they saw strangers coming to the village, and the neighbors around them rushed over and stood outside to watch the excitement, and some young men discovered the existence of Ji Ling'er and Concubine Nuo, and set their eyes on the second daughter, with admiration, and speculated about who these were.

"Didn't you receive a subsidy this year?" Yang Mu glanced at the crowd and asked.

The villagers shook their heads one after another, looking dazed.

Yang Mu frowned, the official notice issued by the imperial court clearly stipulates that if the people reclaim one acre of wasteland, there will be a subsidy of one or two silver, and those who have people in the family who join the army will also have a subsidy of one or two silver, and the family is particularly difficult, and those who have no financial resources will also have a subsidy of one or two silver, why has it not been implemented?

In a village, isn't there a single household that meets any of the criteria?

"Well...... Engong, the village chief's family has a subsidy. At this time, the young man, who had been hiding behind the woman, stood up timidly and said.