Outside the house, the cold wind was bleak, and in the house, Zhao Yun ordered someone to send dry firewood, lit a brazier, and Gongsun Yan took Gongsun Cheng on the grass pile in the house, spread a moisture-proof mat, and put a sleeping bag on it for a night.

Gongsun Yan used to be a hypocrisy who loved himself very much, and now he has only been less than half a month and can already adapt to the black hole and the smell of damp and moldy in the late Han Dynasty.

Found small insects crawling at the end of the hay, she could calmly twist them to death and throw them into the brazier.

Just when she was a little comfortable that she had adapted well, the tragic situation of real civilians at the end of the Han Dynasty savagely broke into her sight.

What she once thought was inconvenient and poor was nothing at all.

Li Kui, whose name was Jiang Xing, stood in the hall.

For the first time, Gongsun Yan saw such a terrible old age and sorrow gathered on a person's body.

Obviously it was his home, but in the face of a young lady like Gongsun Yan, she looked frightened like a taut bowstring, bent down and bowed her head, and had a humble attitude.

"Elder Jiang, please take a seat." Gongsun Yan pointed to the hay mat arranged in the hall.

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be." Jiang Xingcheng bent down in fear.

There were still two coats left at the beginning, and they were placed on the baggage cart, and Zhao Yun got Gongsun Yan's instructions and gave one to the old man.

Because it was leftover, I couldn't pick any size, and the ill-fitting coat was draped over the old man's body and hung down to the top of his feet.

The coat was very warm, but Jiang Xing was terrified.

He lived for a long time, and he knew that there would be no easy benefits in the world.

Fate does not give free gifts.

For the people of the family, these grass people are like dust and mud on the ground, and the soles of their shoes are dirty when they step on them.

He was very anxious all night, and only hoped that the beautiful lady was young and kind, and that he was pitiful, and that he had no intentions.

Now standing in the hall of his house, surrounded by familiar arrangements, Jiang Xing didn't dare to raise his head, let alone accept the honorific title of this young lady.

"It's good for the villain to stand." Although he bowed his head and bowed his waist, the people around him couldn't see it, but Jiang Xing's face still hung a flattering and humble smile.

Gongsun Yan, who was kneeling on the top, had a little headache, and she could see the humility and vigilance of the old man in front of her.

She could even dramatically make up how much the old man had been oppressed by the warlords of the family.

But this attitude is not conducive to good communication.

"Elder Jiang, I'm grateful that you can take us in." tried to get the old man to sit down twice, but all failed, Gongsun Yan saw that the more polite she was, the more sincere and frightened the other party became, she couldn't help sighing, and simply went straight to the topic.

"I'd like to know what's going on here, population." Gongsun Yan saw that the old man's face changed, and then said, "I want the people here to follow us and move to Lingzhi. ”

Jiang Xing chuckled in his heart, and shouted out out of shape: "No!" ”

It was common for the entire warlord family in the late Han Dynasty to plunder the population as a shadow household, but this did not mean that the plundered civilians were willing.

Not to mention that the homeland is inseparable from the homeland, which is a complex inherited by the Chinese people for thousands of years, and migration in the late Han Dynasty was always accompanied by death.

The warlords of all walks of life are short of food for their private soldiers, and where will they use grain and grass to help the hungry people who have plundered.

A large number of people who dragged their families and families were forced by the sword to embark on the road of migration, lacking food and clothing, and fighting to death in the road, not to mention such a bad snowy weather.

Even if they arrive alive in the place, what awaits them is slavery and slavery, extremely harsh labor, and they are not free to live and die without their own will.

As soon as the words came out, Jiang Xing regretted it a little.

The other party's hundreds of cavalry with all armor and horses, where can he refuse under the bow and knife, this kind of inquiry is probably just a polite one.

But Jiang Xing still raised his head, and his face full of ravines showed a pleading look: "Lady is gracious, here are all fugitive old, weak, sick and disabled, and there are not many young and strong, please ask the lady to ...... again" Here are all worthless hard-working people, spare them once."

"Well, it's okay if you don't want to." Don't look like you're going to cry like this, Gongsun Yan was at a loss.

Gongsun Yan didn't know the tragic situation of the plundered population at the end of the Han Dynasty, and she didn't intend to move these people away now.

She did need a large number of people, but the migration had to wait until she had a firm foothold in Lingzhi and had her own territory to settle these people.

In her concept, people take away, and the most basic food, clothing, shelter and transportation must be guaranteed for them, and the other party must also get their consent.

It is this generation gap that makes the two talk about the same duck for a while.

On the contrary, it was Zhao Yun, who was standing by the side to guard the safety, and saw the misunderstanding between the two sides at a glance.

He had to confess, stood up, and explained to Gongsun Yan the reason for Jiang Xing's gaffe.

Listening to the tragic situation of the civilians on Zhao Yun's migration, Gongsun Yan knew why the old man was suddenly so excited, so he patiently explained: "Rest assured Jiang Lao, since you are migrating, you must ensure everyone's food, clothing, and safety on the way." ”

"What?" Jiang Xing wondered if he had heard it wrong behind his ears!

It is estimated that it is Zhao Yun's peaceful aura, or the kindness of blocking the wind, Jiang Xing instinctively looked at him.

"Rest assured, old Jiang, my lady is benevolent and virtuous, and she will do what she says!" Zhao Yun knew his concerns and promised.

"And it's not like it's time for everyone to move." Taking advantage of Jiang Xing's lack of daring to raise his head, Gongsun Yan moved his body and knelt down to make her feet start numb again.

Zhao Yun approached her, and a smile flashed in his eyes when he saw her movements.

In the face of an elderly person like Jiang Xing, the education that Gongsun Yan has always received made her tone softened even more, "I can teach everyone to pan kang first, what do you think, Jiang Lao?" ”

"Kang?" Jiang Xing looked at Zhao Yun in confusion.

Zhao Yun looked at Gongsun Yan in confusion.

It is another thing that touches the blind spot of Zhao Yun's knowledge.

"Yes, Kang!" This is also the first step of Gongsun Yan's assistance plan for non-own forces!

Gongsun Yan thought about countless plans yesterday.

From the point of view of interests, these people are not officially subordinate to her or her subordinates, the system will not determine that these people are her subjects, and no matter how much she pays, she will not have half of the material point of income.

But without any gains, can she let these people go?

Her first reaction was to save people and serve her own interests, so she solicited them.

It's a pity that she doesn't have that much charm, and the shock of the tiger's body makes these people who have suffered enough directly trust and worship.

She had thought about using power to suppress people and let the villagers join her first, but seeing Li Kui Jiang Xing's desperate expression, she finally dispelled her thoughts.

She can't be such a bad person, and she can't see others looking at her with such pleading and desperate eyes.

Be upright.

If she gets used to thinking that in the name of their good, ignoring the will of others, and carrying such a big golden finger, she will sooner or later be lost in power.

At that time, she was assimilated by this era, and at that time, even if she didn't say it, she who had already demarcated the dignity and humility in her heart would not be her.

This is something that Gongsun Yan has been admonishing himself in his heart after getting the trader.

Be yourself and don't forget your original intention.