The sound of horses' hooves sounded slowly on the smooth bluestone slab, today is the day when Mrs. County Ling held a flower-viewing banquet, whether Du Jun wants to or not, the situation is stronger than people, or he got up early, had breakfast, took the two maids and his son, Huang Xiaohu drove the carriage and his party to Anxian County slowly.

It's still early, Du Jun plans to put his son at home first, leave Xiaolian and Xiaohu to take care of it, and it is enough to attend the flower viewing banquet with a full warehouse.

During this period of time, in addition to the necessary travel, Du Jun has been gathering his subordinates to shrink in the farm, reducing contact with the outside world, not Du Jun is cold-blooded and ruthless, but in the face of this national disaster, even if she tries her best on a small farm, it is just a drop in the bucket, it is better to be out of sight and out of mind, and be an ostrich.

Although Du Jun also despised himself because of this, what can be done? You can't put everything you have on the line to help others.

Besides, in the face of the drought, the imperial court has not yet issued an order to order local officials to open warehouses for grain relief, why should she be a merchant in front of the head, it will be eye-catching and disliked, she still understands the truth of shooting the first bird, otherwise she would not have collected it everywhere at the beginning of the last days and walked in a roundabout way.

Besides, all this is just the beginning, if you want this drought to be alleviated, at the latest it will depend on next year's summer, more than half a year, even the food she bought with 10,000 taels of silver will not last long, what will happen then?

The heart thinks so, but what I see with my own eyes is a different state of mind.

By October, the temperature in the early morning was already relatively low, and I saw that on both sides of the originally clean street, groups of people in tattered clothes, standing barefoot, with vegetables on their faces, and dull eyes, began to gather under the eaves, and the victims, mainly women, old people and children, huddled together to keep each other warm.

Zhou County Commander is a good official, ordering this year's conscription can be replaced by silver money or others, Du Jun has already learned from Song Jiang's mouth, that is, her farm also has a few people to find some victims to replace themselves, only a small amount of silver can be, but it also gives many victims who can't eat a chance to live.

With his mind flashing, Du Jun also guessed the reason why these women and children were living here.

"Okay, old lady, give your stutter, God will bless you....."

"Old lady, have you bought someone, I can do anything as a slave, I just need to give food to eat......"

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At this time, the carriage driven by Huang Xiaohu was walking in the middle of the road, and the surrounding victims gathered around, speaking different accents and saying different things.

Just to have something to eat!

What a humble request!

"Miss", Xiaolian's eyes, which are usually silent, instantly turned red, and she looked at Du Jun with her lips pursed.

"Don't make trouble for Miss", Man Cang frowned and kindly pulled Xiaolian and said in a low voice.

Didn't you see that Miss's face was very bad, besides, there were a few pieces of snacks in the carriage to cushion the stomach, so many people outside, not suffering from widowhood but unevenness, once it collided with Miss or Little Master, how would it be good?

Du Jun closed his eyes, cooled his heart, hugged Zhuang Zhuang in his arms, hummed softly, and turned a deaf ear to the voices inside and outside the carriage.

In troubled times, life is as cheap as grass, just as Mancang thought, she can't touch this trouble for the time being.

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Soon, the carriage rushed out of the crowd and drove towards Du Jun and Song Jiang's home in Anxian County.

After settling down with his son, Du Jun tidied up his dress and jewelry a little, and then let Man Cang hold a gift box and officially set off for Zhou County's mansion.

At this time, the back house of the county order of Anxian County is full of flowers, and the ladies and ladies who got the invitation cards are also brightly dressed, and they are constantly greeting familiar people, all of whom live in a county town, and they are naturally very familiar with each other.

Du Jun arrived at just the right time, neither early nor late, too early will inevitably be suspected of flattery, too late will also be noticed, I don't know the identity, after all, Du Jun is just a businesswoman in the eyes of outsiders, or a businesswoman who has just come out of the countryside.

Handing over the invitation, the porter secretly glanced Du Jun up and down, his mouth pursed, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, and called out to a rough envoy in her forties in a green coat behind her, and she led Du Jun and his servants to enter from the corner door.

Du Jun ignored such a watchdog, and Shi Shiran followed behind the mother-in-law, watching the backyard of the county government unhurriedly.

Last time, it was just Zhou Qianxi who sent someone to lead a circle from the back door, and I didn't look carefully, but now it seems that the backyard of this county government is really quite estimated, at least five houses, except for the front hall and office courtyard on duty, there are always seven or eight small courtyards left. Xu is because this is the county order for many years to live, not personal private property, the decoration is not luxurious, simple and generous, engraved with the traces of the years, from a distance to see it is another charm.

The mother-in-law saw that Du Jun was not walking fast, and it was not easy to urge, but her face was unswerving, and she took Du Jun and the two of them through a few corridors, and only after half a cup of tea did they come to the Yonghe Hall where the guests are entertained today.

At this time, there were already seven or eight guests in the Yonghe Hall, and Mrs. Tang, the owner of today, was smiling, looking like a guest and host, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the mother-in-law leading a strange woman to come, and invariably stopped laughing, secretly guessed and looked Du Jun up and down.

Who is this man? How have you never seen it?

Du Jun turned a blind eye to everyone's scrutiny, lowered his eyes slightly, stepped in, and bowed deeply to the graceful lady sitting at the top, "Prosperous Farm Du Jun, meet Mrs. Tang." ”

The voice is sweet and pleasant, the attitude is neither humble nor arrogant, and he is calm and moderate.

Hearing this familiar and unfamiliar name at first, several women in the hall all glanced at Du Jun again, with sarcasm, disdain, and a hint of hidden envy in their eyes.

Envy!?

That's right, it's envy, since Song Jiang said in public that he doted on his mother, whether it is a married woman or a girl in the boudoir in Anxian County, everyone is envious, jealous and hateful to Du Jun, without him, they are also women, and naturally they want to be treated like jewels.

The woman sitting at the top is Mrs. Tang, the wife of today's owner, the county commander, wearing a red Luo dress embroidered with dark lines of water clouds, with long eyebrows in a bun, white skin and snow, black hair like ink, pampered all year round, well-maintained, obviously in her thirties, looking like a young woman of twenty-three or four.

Hearing that Du Jun asked for peace, he couldn't help but set his eyes on Du Jun.

She also wanted to see what this woman looked like, she had actually made her daughter depressed, and even grounded by the master, and when she thought of this, her eyes unconsciously brought a trace of fierceness and resentment. Take a look at the latest chapter of "The Ancient Life of the Last Woman" and read it for free for the first time.