The eyes are the windows of the soul, and from the gaze, you can understand a person's character.

Confident people like to look at people with their eyes, and smart people have more smart eyes.

The embroidery lady is obviously not in a big grade, but her eyes are fluttering when she looks at people, giving people a feeling of being delicate and powerless and in need of protection.

This kind of person is either like Lin Daiyu, or like riding a horse and shooting Lu, with a pure appearance, always with long hair fluttering, seemingly plain face, harmless to humans and animals, but actually a woman who is good at scheming and playing with feelings.

Wang Xu is more inclined to the latter, because the former is really sad and sad, wind, clouds, and rain all day long, secretly crying, and small families can't raise such people.

Although the embroidery girl has a good appearance, she can't hide the traces of rough work on her hands, and her background is not too good.

A little girl who was born in the countryside and didn't eat the last meal, if she wants to say that she can raise the disease of wealth and nobility, Wang Xu doesn't believe it.

It's not a disease of wealth, it can only be green tea that is pure on the outside, kind to people on the surface, and has other calculations behind the scenes.

This kind of person is not peaceful.

"Young Master Wang, I also want to stay and help you and contribute to disaster relief." The embroidery girl looked delicate and weak, holding her hands in front of her chest.

Wang Xu's face was silent, what kind of person Xiuniang was, it had nothing to do with him, and he said indifferently: "If you want to help, give Ning Qing a hand, I am preparing to make Ning Qing work harder and run more to the countryside." ”

Xiuniang nodded again and again in agreement, and the joy made Wang Xu can't help but wonder if he was wrong.

Forget it, no matter what these do, no matter how powerful Sun Monkey is, he can't think of jumping out of the palm of the Buddha's hand.

"Young Master, Young Master..."

Liu Quan rode a horse, came up with a few Jianpu, and said: "Young master, someone from the county said that the disaster relief ambassador of the imperial court is here, and when he heard the news of the Wang family's soup kitchen, he wanted to see you by name. ”

"Ambassador, are you sure you're an ambassador, not a deputy envoy?" Wang Xu had doubts in his eyes.

There is a great drought in the north, and it is the three products that go to the disaster relief, and the Taichang temple secretary who is in charge of the temple ceremony and sacrifice, and now the disaster in the south, although the scale is not as serious as the north, the ambassador who came is also indispensable to the official position of the three products.

According to the tradition that local officials are half a level shorter than Beijing officials, the state pastor has to call out to the disaster relief ambassador when he sees it.

It is unreasonable to look at the dignified three-grade officials, the disaster relief ambassadors of the imperial court, to come to a small place like Liyang County.

"Young master, it's an ambassador, it's said to be the right attendant of the household, you better hurry up."

Liu Quan couldn't say why, but urged Wang Xu to go quickly, saying that the people sent by the county were still waiting.

Wang Xu got into the carriage and left Yicang to go home.

Before he could enter the door, he saw three people dressed as officials, standing at the door and looking at both sides.

Master Wang took his family and accompanied him carefully, but he couldn't hear what he was saying.

Seeing Wang Xu's carriage, Master Wang waved his hand again and again, and the three officials looked at it, and they didn't wait for Wang Xu's carriage to come, and rode up to meet him: "The people in the car, but the young master of the Wang family?" ”

"The Wang family, Wang Xu, have seen three officials." Wang Xu walked out of the carriage and bowed his hand slightly to the three of them.

"Come with us, the ambassador wants to see you." One of the officials at the head was dressed differently from the other two, and looked like he was catching heads rather than catching fast.

Wang Xu glanced at Master Wang, and said with a little hesitation: "Three officials, can you let me say a few words to my father?" ”

"Let's talk about it later, the ambassador's time is precious, and he will go to Jiaozhou later, so he won't be delayed here for too long."

The head catcher at the head of the head was blunt, and Wang Xu could only stop there, turn the carriage and follow the three of them to the county.

Jiuquan Town, four hundred and sixty miles away from the county, the carriage of the Wang family and the mounts of the servants are all good horses with the blood of demon beasts, which are more than ten times faster than ordinary horses.

Departure in the morning, arrived in Liyang County before noon, and saw the closed city gate of Liyang County and the victims wandering outside the city gate far away.

"Master, my second brother-in-law is really from the city, I'm here to join my second brother-in-law, just let me in."

"You're good, I haven't eaten for three days, enjoy the stutter."

"This big brother, you see how many signs my daughter looks like, as long as two buckets of rice, this girl is yours."

The victims of the disaster gathered outside the city in twos and threes, some of them bought and sold their sons and daughters, some of them sold their bodies to bury their fathers, and some of them were selling themselves with grass on their heads.

Wang Xu's carriage, when passing a group of refugees, was far away, and he saw a refugee fall.

The people around rushed up and carried the man's body to the woods behind, not knowing what he was doing.

"Open the gates!"

The official at the head showed his waist card and shouted at the guards at the city gate.

Crunch...

With the sound of the rope turning, the gate was pulled open little by little, leaving a gap for a carriage to pass through.

Wang Xu's carriage followed the three officials to the city, and countless refugees happily followed the carriage, trying to follow them into it.

"Get out of here, get out of here!"

The soldiers guarding the gate, armed with leather whips and wooden sticks, raised their hands to hit the victims behind.

With the exception of a few lucky ones, most of the refugees were driven back and remained outside the city to die.

After entering Liyang County, the scenery inside changed again, and there was a little more prosperity that was not available outside.

City people and country people, no matter how much they say, it is different.

Even in modern times, when there is a grain shortage in a certain year, the number of people in the countryside who starve to death is ten or a hundred times that of the county town, not to mention the ancient times when the class antagonism was more obvious.

In Liyang County, although the faces of passers-by are a little more panicked and uneasy, there are very few yellow and thin faces.

When he walked to the intersection, Wang Xu also saw the porridge shed being built, and it was obvious that Liyang County did not have disaster relief, but did not implement the disaster relief efforts to the countryside.

"It's here, get off the horse!"

Through more than a dozen streets, the magistrate yamen of Liyang County appeared in front of Wang Xu's eyes.

The magnificent yamen, with two five-meter-high stone lions at the door, is the vermilion gate inside, and there are twelve officials guarding outside.

Looking up, the four gilded characters of the Liyang County Ya are written in the plaque on the high hanging Zhu Gate, and the sun shines brilliantly.

When they arrived here, the two attendants did not go inside, but went to the class room of the county government.

Only the head catcher left was left, and he continued to walk in with Wang Xu, and went straight to the back garden of the county government.

In the cold winter, in the back garden of the county government, there is still a lot of greenery, and there are many plants that are not afraid of the cold.

A middle-aged man in his fifties, dressed in a Confucian robe, was playing against an old man with a white beard in a county official uniform in a pavilion.

When Wang Xu arrived, the game had already come to an end.

The middle-aged Confucian who held the white son had already killed the county order holding the black son to the ground, and the county order was not only not anxious, but happily complimented him: "Lord Hu's chess skills are far more than the lower officials, and the lower officials have not understood the taste, so they lost unconsciously." ”

"Cheng Weng laughed, if you hadn't had something on your mind, I wouldn't have won so smoothly."

The middle-aged man who played chess was the imperial court's disaster relief ambassador, Taichang Siqing Ho Chi Minh.

The old man who accompanied him to play chess was Wan Lihou of Liyang County, and Cheng Guangrong, the commander of Liyang County.

"My lord, there is still official business to deal with over there, so I will retire first." Seeing Wang Xu coming, Cheng Guangrong got up and retired.

In terms of age, Cheng Guangrong is enough to be Ho Chi Minh's father, but being an official is not a matter of age, thirty years less jinshi, and seventy years old people abound.

Whether it is the future or background, Cheng Guangrong, who was born at the grassroots, is not as good as Ho Chi Minh, who was born in a big family in the north and rose to the top, so his posture is very low.

As soon as Cheng Xian ordered to leave, Ho Chi Minh took the game of Go and said without raising his head: "Is your teacher okay?" ”

Wang Xu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he bowed his head and said, "Everything is fine with the family teacher..."

"Sit down, I have a lot of friendship with your teacher, you don't have to be restrained in front of me."

Ho Chi Minh pointed to the position where Cheng Xianling was sitting just now, and after Wang Xu sat down, he said: "Because of some things, it is inconvenient for me to visit Xue Daru, after I go back, remember to say hello to your teacher for me."

In addition, you have done a good job in disaster relief, it seems that the emperor is far away, but in fact it has been under the noses of the princes of the court, who has done something and what cannot be hidden, and it is determined whether it is a reward or a punishment in the future.

Finally, help me bring a sentence to Xue Daru, saying that the new deal is difficult, that person is already going to be unable to move an inch, and this turmoil will eventually pass.

Okay, I'm tired, you go back, remember to study hard when you go back, and don't be complacent in the name of a prodigy. ”

After a few words, Ho Chi Minh issued an eviction order.

As for the situation of the disaster below, and how the Wang family provided disaster relief, Ho Chi Minh didn't ask a word, and he didn't seem to care.

Wang Xu got up to say goodbye, his heart full of questions.

What did Ho Chi Minh do here, did he really tell him that he was just going to Jiaozhou for disaster relief and passing through Liyang County to rest?

No, if you had rested, you wouldn't have called him in a hurry.

The new deal is difficult and unsustainable, and this sentence should be the focus.

The reason why his teacher, Xue Mushan, returned to his hometown and lived in seclusion in Sanjian Creek was because he lost the party struggle and had to retreat bravely.

After getting along for the past few months, Wang Xu already knew who the teacher's enemy in the court was.

The first assistant minister of the cabinet, Yan Song, a scholar of Wuyingdian University, and the Han party led by the children of the Han family.

Yan Song and the Han Party, the new policy implemented is unstable, does it mean that their teachers, the important ministers of the Qingliu and gentry classes, are about to return to the court?