When they received the reply from the capital, Wen Qiao and Zhang Xinzhi were in the lake outside Fuzhou that had been washed away by the flood. After all, there are thousands of miles between the capital and Fuzhou, and Wen Qiao has to wait no matter how anxious he is.

However, they have not been idle in the past few days, and he and Zhang Xinzhi have already sent people to check the place of the estuary, but there are no young adults in Fuzhou who can contribute at this time, so their plan can only be determined temporarily.

"Your Excellency." A subordinate in a black suit suddenly appeared in the doorway. Wen Qiao raised his head from the paper in his hand, and Zhang Xinzhi, who was bowing his head in front of the table, also reacted in the same way as him when he heard the voice.

Wen Qiao glanced at the subordinate when he heard the sound, and then nodded and motioned for him to come in first. The subordinate handed out an envelope respectfully with both hands and said, "This is a secret report from the capital." Among the people Wen Qiao brought this time were people who specialized in raising carrier pigeons to receive information, and the subordinate in front of him happened to be one.

In fact, his men will more or less use carrier pigeons to convey information. The two words of capital made Wen Qiao's originally calm heart excited. He stretched out his hand to take it, and with a wave of his hand, he let the messenger go down first.

After his subordinates left, Wen Qiao opened the envelope with a movement of his hand. After reading the letter, Wen Qiao's expression was different from a few days ago, Zhang Xinzhi guessed the source of the letter at a glance, and asked, "What does the letter say?"

Wen Qiao didn't speak after reading the letter, he walked in front of Zhang Xinzhi and slapped the letter paper on the table in front of him, "Your Majesty has already sent someone to deliver food, presumably they are on their way here at this time." Although Zhang Xinzhi heard Wen Qiao's words, he still opened the letter and quickly scanned it.

However, his mood was different from Wen Qiao's. After reading this, he frowned slightly, and read the name he saw on the letter paper in a warm voice, "Jiang Cheng." Wen Qiao heard that the emotion in his words was wrong, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Xinzhi lowered his eyelids and shook his head twice, and replied, "It's okay, it's just that Your Majesty sent Jiang Cheng back this time." He was a secretary of the ministry, and he was in charge of escorting grain and grass. Wen Qiao didn't have so many doubts as Zhang Xinzhi, he explained: "Then didn't Your Majesty send you and me to deal with the matter of this flood?"

One of them is a military general, the other is a civilian official, but neither of them has any contact with management matters. "Your Majesty said that Jiang Cheng was only responsible for transporting grain to Linzhou, and there were some soldiers who came with him this time. Counting the time, they will be there in a few days. ”

Wen Qiao said: "We have to prepare for the handover in Linzhou now." After handing over the affairs of Fuzhou to his subordinates temporarily, Wen Qiao and Zhang Xinzhi embarked on the journey to Linzhou.

As the closest city to Fuzhou, Linzhou is not as prosperous and rich as Fuzhou, but it also has its own uniqueness. Fuzhou is located in the south of the Yangtze River, but Linzhou is biased towards the dry and stuffy land in the north like the capital.

These two places are not far apart, but they are completely different views. Wen Qiao and Zhang Xinzhi set off overnight, and they hurried a day and a night to Linzhou. But when they arrived, Jiang Cheng's team responsible for escorting grain and grass had not yet arrived.

The air in Linzhou City was much drier than in Fuzhou, and as soon as they arrived in Linzhou, they encountered a sandstorm. The wind and sand swept all the way from the place outside Linzhou City, Wen Qiao and Zhang Xinzhi couldn't dodge, and they were directly blinded by the wind and sand.

The sand blew into the eyes and stabbed painfully, and the two of them couldn't open their eyes for a long time. Wen Qiao has always been rough and accustomed in the barracks, but Zhang Xinzhi is different. Wen Qiao looked at Zhang Xinzhi's thin figure, and in a trance, he felt that if the wind and sand were a little bigger, he could sweep Zhang Xinzhi away.

Thinking like this, in order to prevent Zhang Xinzhi from being blown away by the wind and sand, he grabbed Zhang Xinzhi's arm with one hand. After the wind and sand stopped for a while, he grabbed the people and entered the gate of Linzhou City. The air here is dry and devoid of moisture.

There were no vendors on the streets, only shops on both sides of the streets.

Wen Qiao and Zhang Xinzhi walked through the streets of Linzhou City and went straight to the official mansion in Linzhou. Almost every place like this is the same. After meeting the local Linzhou prefect, the two of them temporarily stayed at the post here.

Three days later.

In the past few days in Linzhou, Wen Qiao and Zhang Xinzhi have gradually become accustomed to the yellow sand-filled weather in Linzhou. The doors and windows in the post house room were tightly closed by Wen Qiao, and when they came on the first day, they suffered a big loss because they were not familiar with the weather here.

At that time, because they didn't know it, they didn't close the doors and windows, but a gust of wind and sand blew, and a gust of wind and sand blew into the room in an instant, and the two of them were separated. The wind was blowing outside, but this time Wen Qiao heard a few sparse horses' hooves in the sound of the wind.

In addition to this, there is the sound of wheels rolling across the sand. The ground in Linzhou is made of sand, and the wheels make a rustling sound when they roll over it. Wen Qiaowu raised his eyebrows, and he walked to the window to listen to the noise outside through a window.

Zhang Xinzhi glanced back at him, and their eyes collided in the air. Wen Qiao looked at Zhang Xinzhi and moved his lips, and said silently: "It's here." He was more like he was guessing, and after saying that, he turned and pushed the window open a gap.

Under the post station, a group of soldiers in military uniforms entered. Wen Qiao recognized this as a soldier in his army with a simple glance. Now the heart he has been hanging in Linzhou for the past few days is finally relieved. He walked past Zhang Xinzhi and said to him, "They're coming, let's go." ”

The two of them went down to the second floor of the post station one after the other, and as soon as they went out, a middle-aged man in a purple official uniform was talking to the person in charge of the post station. Wen Qiao and Zhang Xin appeared, and everyone's eyes fell on them.

Those soldiers were overjoyed and shouted loudly at Wen Qiao: "General!" Wen Qiao quickly swept through those soldiers one by one, and found that this time they were all the elites of his army. These people have all made meritorious contributions in the army, Wen Qiao is not here, and I don't know who sent them this time.

However, the doubts in his heart didn't last long, and the middle-aged man in the purple official uniform heard the soldiers shouting Wen Qiao like this, and stopped talking to the person in charge of the post station. He chuckled and walked up to Wen Qiao, bowed dignifiedly, and shouted, "Shizi."

shouted to Zhang Xinzhi next to Wen Qiao: "Lord Zhang."

The official Wen Qiao had never seen before, so he was very unfamiliar. He saluted back to this person, and without waiting for him to speak, this person said to him and Zhang Xinzhi again: "Shizi, Lord Zhang, I am Jiang Cheng, who is responsible for escorting grain and grass this time."

In the secret letter sent back by the emperor before, Wen Qiao already knew the identity and name of this person, and he did not show any surprise when he met at this time. He accepted Jiang Cheng's gift, and went to see the grain and grass he was most concerned about this time.