This horse has only started to carry people for a short time, there is no horseshoe nailed, the road is paved with bluestone slabs, the wind and rain are fast, the horse's hooves slipped, the horse almost slipped several times, Bai Muye calmed down a little.

He gradually slowed down his horse and staggered in the direction of the Assassin Yamen.

The rain became more and more intense, and soon the ground merged into a stream, flowing from high to low.

Bai Muye came to the Yamen of the Thorn History with his memory, and saw that the yamen were actually walking around in the rain, looking very busy!

What's wrong with this?

Now all the people in the Yamen are full of soup chickens, and all the interiors of the official documents are drenched in transparency. Everyone was busy rescuing things, and it wasn't until Bai Muye walked into the front office that no one discovered his existence.

"General Bai? I've seen General Bai—" A messenger was a little surprised at first, and immediately saluted and said hello.

Bai Muye nodded in return, and the man bowed and left with a smile.

I looked around and didn't see Xie Hong, just when I greeted the man who came out of the back office with a large volume of things, he hurriedly asked, "Where is Xie Tingshi?" ”

The yacha put the thing in his hand on the ground, panting slightly, it seemed that the thing was very heavy.

"General Huibai, Xie Tingshi has gone to the city to distribute felt cloth to the people!"

"Felt?" Bai Muye looked at the thing in the hand of the yacha and asked, "Is this it?" ”

Yacha nodded: "Exactly!" ”

Bai Muye stretched out the felt cloth by a foot and twisted it with his hands, it felt rough to the touch, but it was very thick, similar to a thin carpet. Although the fabric is very dense, it is still spun, not the kind of felt that Mongolian hand makes.

"What is this for?"

"General Yubai, this is for military accounts, but it hasn't been greased yet."

"Oh-"

Bai Muye remembered that the ancient military tents were made of a thick cloth, but after all, the cloth could not prevent rain, so the outside had to be coated with a layer of tung oil and something like that, and then dried and repeated several times before it could really be used for marching and fighting.

It's hard to use this thing to protect against the rain, but it's better than nothing!

Bai Muye was a little comforted in his heart.

"Xie Tingshi has already gone?"

"I went out when it just changed the day, but it's a pity that the state is too big, and it rained soon after it was distributed."

"Where is he now?"

"It's about in the area of Jinfu Lane."

Bai Muye vaguely remembered that he carefully avoided the yacha who were carrying heavy felt cloths and went to find Xie Hong.

I was too anxious to pay attention when I came just now, but this time I looked left and right through the rain curtain, and found that many people without roofs had already climbed to the roof to put up a tarpaulin.

Bai Muye looked at these all the way, wiping a handful of rain from his face from time to time, and his expression slowly changed from chagrin to relaxation.

So, when he saw Xie Hong again, he showed a sincere smile very rarely.

Xie Hong, like everyone else, was soaking wet, and the government was clinging to his body. He was pointing to a messenger, and because the rain was so loud, he seemed to be struggling to speak, and his expression was slightly tired.

It wasn't until Bai Muye walked to Xie Hong's side that he found out. When he saw Bai Muye, he was a little surprised.

"Why is General Bai here?" Xie Hong asked loudly.

"I was about to go to the Yamen to find Xie Tingshi, and I wanted to discuss the matter of the people getting rained, but I didn't expect Xie Tingshi to have already started to act!" Bai Muye looked at the yacha who was struggling to climb to the roof, and walked over to support him below.

Xie Hong sneezed, covered his mouth and nose with his big sleeves and said, "It just so happens that there is a lot of cloth in the treasury for military tents, which is left over from King Xia's previous preparations for war, which can just solve the urgent need." ”

Listening to Xie Hong's voice, which was already thick nasal, it was estimated that a cold was inevitable, and he sighed from the bottom of his heart: "It's rare to thank the assassin Shi Aimin like a son, this assassin is admirable!" ”

Xie Hong habitually wanted to brush his beard, but found that they were all glued to his chin.

He shook his head and smiled bitterly: "General Bai will do his best to help the people of Yuzhou for me, I can't help anything else, I have to settle for you!" You can't let the people be too angry and scold General Bai for snatching their roofs, right? ”

Bai Muye was grateful.

This Xie Hong, at first, he only thought that he was an insatiable villain who could be used, but he didn't expect that he would have such a backbone. It seems that no matter what kind of person he is, as long as he is given a chance, he will still want to be a good person!

"Xie Tingshi, go back and rest, don't get caught in the cold."

"Let's go back and rest! I'm afraid I can't run anymore because of the wind and cold. But General Bai can't fall, and the city of Zhaozhou still has to rely on you! After saying that, Xie Hong sneezed again.

Although he has a mouthful of "Zhaozhou" and "people", Bai Muye can hear that there is more concern in it.

A warm current surged through his chest, thinking that this Xie Hong really regarded himself as a friend, no matter what kind of character this person was, he could not live up to it if he could treat him well!

Thinking of this, Bai Muye calmly accepted Xie Hong's kindness, and he smiled heartily at him: "Then I'll go, Xie Tingshi will keep an eye on it!" That's it...... Drink plenty of hot water! ”

……

When Bai Muye found his home in the heavy rain, it was already pitch black.

How come there is no one?

In this house given by Xie Hong, all the houses are tiled. The military order is no exception, and the tiles were picked clean by the engineers.

The home is in a remote area, and it is impossible for the rain cloth of the Assassin Shi Yamen to be sent here, where have the more than 200 neighbors and craftsmen gone?

Bai Muye banged on the door hard, but maybe it was because the rain was strong and the wind was strong, and Cong Feng didn't hear it, or maybe they weren't in the house at all.

Beginning to get a little worried, he tied his horse to the stone lion outside the door, and climbed over the wall into the house.

"Brother Cong—"

"Jin Mi—"

He shouted around the front yard, the yard was silent, there was no one at all, he couldn't help but feel tight, and ran directly over the railing of the cloister towards the backyard!

"Jin Mi—"

He desperately shouted Wei Jinmi's name, almost using all his strength, calling out one after another, but before the sound could be heard far in the rain, it became trembling, and then it was smashed by the raindrops.

He gasped for breath, the increasingly dense raindrops making it difficult for him to breathe.

He began to run around, room after room, looking for people, even though he knew that there could be no one there!

A dozen rooms in the front yard, no one;

There are two dozen rooms in the backyard, and there is no one;

servants' courtyards and storerooms, no one;

The octagonal pavilion and cloister in the back garden are empty;

Craftsman's shed, no one;

Bai Muye even looked for the barn, but there was still no one!

Where did it go? Where have all the people gone?

On this rainy night, the inky black sky and the dark courtyard made him suddenly panic like never before, as if he was the only one left in the world!

(End of chapter)