The remnant sun is like blood, reflecting the earth.

It seems to have put on an extremely gorgeous light veil for Chang'an City.

Most of the talented and beautiful women in the city drink heavily and use the power of wine to express their inner overflowing words.

Outside the city, the victims of the disaster, who are always on the verge of death, have no sentimentality.

They prefer rainy days to sunny days and clouds and clouds.

Even if it's just a drizzle.

Pity.

Heaven does not fulfill people's wishes.

After the heavy snowfall on the eve of the winter solstice, the sun has been shining brightly for several days.

The earth, which had been moistened by snow, is showing signs of drying up again.

Chang'an inside and outside.

A three-horse carriage, escorted by two hundred elite horsemen, slowly passed through the last gathering place of the victims.

Xuanping Gate, guarding the city, Baihu Gu Dengyun sat on horseback, letting the war horse move forward slowly.

And he himself is looking at the official road not far away.

As the crowd crossed the last gathering place for the victims, the road ahead became clear in an instant.

Gu Dengyun took out a map from his bosom and slowly compared it with the surrounding scene.

This place is located around Chang'anli, and if you walk ten miles further, you can reach the second post station outside Chang'an City.

At the current pace, it is unlikely that we will be able to reach it before dark.

Gu Dengyun put away the map and drove the horse slowly close to the carriage.

He clasped his fists and saluted: "Lord Sacrificial Wine." ”

The curtain was slowly pulled open from the inside.

revealed a tired face, and it was Yao Silian who came out of Chang'an City at the end of the day.

Yao Silian said tiredly: "What's the matter with Gu Baihu? ”

Gu Dengyun clenched his fists again and said, "Lord Sacrificial Sprinkle, we have already left the last gathering place for the victims, and now that it is getting late, can you hurry up." ”

If it was only two hundred cavalry, Gu Dengyun would not have had to be so troublesome.

At the direct order, two hundred horsemen will gallop in an instant, and it will not be long before they can reach the second post station.

However, the duty of everyone on this trip is to protect Yao Silian's smooth return, and how can they not take into account Yao Silian, a weak literati.

Yao Silian poked his head out and took a deep look at the gathering place behind him.

Along the way, if it weren't for the fact that the number of victims was too many, it would have been a few hours and just a mile away.

Fortunately, what I saw along the way, although it is not perfect, is much better than the previous three Jing Zhaoyin when they were in office.

At the very least, the number of people dying of starvation, sickness and freezing has changed from three or four thousand a day to one or two thousand a day.

As for the extreme cases such as eating the child, there are even fewer along the way.

It is conceivable that if Xu Yi can be given enough time, then the victims outside Chang'an City will definitely be able to usher in the day when the clouds will open and see the moon.

"Whew~!"

Yao Silian retracted his gaze and exhaled a heavy breath of turbidity.

Then he nodded and said: "This action is about hundreds of thousands of people in Guanzhong, and Gu Baihu doesn't need to take care of the old man, so he should move forward at full speed." ”

Chang'an City is also at least two hundred miles away from Taibai Mountain.

If you walk slowly like this, it will take at least ten days to go back and forth.

At that time, how many innocent people will die?

If you can compress the time to the extreme, go back quickly and invite Na Lu Zaizhong out of the mountain.

In this way, Xu Yi's worries were relieved, so that he could let go of his hands and feet without distraction. @

At that time, how many more people will be able to save their lives?

Compared with the great cause of disaster relief, it is nothing to be tired.

A flash of admiration flashed in Gu Dengyun's eyes, and he solemnly hugged his fists and said, "Yes!" Obey the order of the sake lord! ”

The words fell.

Gu Dengyun grabbed the horse's belly violently, and shouted loudly as he walked quickly: "Full speed march!" Arrive at the station ahead before dark! ”

The two hundred horsemen couldn't help but be shocked when they heard this, and their faces were all happy.

God knows how aggrieved the march of the people was before.

Obviously, the crotch is one of the best horses in the army, but the speed of travel is not as fast as that of a mule.

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In addition, since the outbreak of the drought, the extremely depressed heart every day also needs to be released to a certain extent.

So.

Gu Dengyun's voice fell.

The two hundred horsemen couldn't help waving their whips.

In a flash.

The neighing of horses was followed by the sound of hurried horses' hooves.

When everyone rode their horses and galloped, the former official road was instantly flooded with billowing yellow smoke.

Gu Dengyun looked at the soldiers who were riding their horses and venting loudly, and couldn't help laughing.

Since the onset of the drought, when have they been so happy?

For a while, Gu Dengyun's heart was itching, and before he knew it, the hand holding the horsewhip was already blue.

Pity.

Before he could spur his horse, the laughter on his face came to an abrupt end.

A three-horse carriage rushed past him like the wind!

The soldier who drove the car was even more uproaring to the sky, eager to go faster!

"There's a sake priest in the car!" Gu Dengyun's face turned black and he roared.

Why, at this time, the official road was full of rumbling horses' hooves.

Seeing that the carriage was getting farther and farther, Gu Dengyun's face was dark.

He waved his whip violently and slammed it on the horse below.

"Drive!" Gu Dengyun roared.

The war horse under the pain was like an arrow from the string, rushing forward!

He's saying full speed ahead.

Yao Silian did say that there was no need to take care of him.

But that doesn't mean that a soldier can ride his horse without reservation!

Gu Dengyun didn't have time to think about it.

Riding horses all the way to chase wildly, fortunately, the war horse under his seat is the best horse in the whole army.

After a while, more than 200 people stopped on the side of the road.

Gu Dengyun quickly turned over, dismounted, and ran to the carriage.

Before arriving.

Yao Silian had already staggered out of the carriage.

Before Gu Dengyun could open his mouth to apologize, Yao Silian suddenly spit out. @*~~

Gu Dengyun's face turned red, and after Yao Silian vomited.

Hurriedly stepped forward with the driver and bowed deeply in apology.

Yao Silian eased up for a while, and then waved his hand slightly and said: "Gu Baihu doesn't need to be like this, it was the old man who asked to move forward at full speed." ”

"After all, the old man overestimated himself, and I can't blame you for this."

Seeing that Yao Silian was not really angry, Gu Dengyun couldn't help but relax slightly.

After a few more words of apology, the carriage moved slowly again.

It's just that this time the speed is neither fast nor slow, and it stays at just the right boundary.

It can not only arrive at the post station before dark, but also not make Yao Silian too bumpy.

......

Over time.

Yao Silian and the others finally arrived at the second post station before dark.

Outside the inn.

The post chief, who heard the sound of horses' hooves, waited out early with the post keeper and a group of post guards.

When I saw that there were two hundred horsemen around the person, they were all dressed in shirts.

Yao Silian walked out of the carriage.

Under the leadership of the post chief, everyone bowed and greeted each other.

Whether it is the post chief, the post officer, or the most ordinary post guard, there is not the slightest rudeness between words and deeds.

None of them.

After all, this place is the official road of Chang'an City.

Before the drought was completely out of control, I don't know how many officials from other places who went to Beijing and envoys from Fanbang to congratulate them every day.

Yao Silian fixed his mind and looked at the post chief.

Over a hundred years old, his hair is slightly gray, but the whole person is unusually energetic.

Dressed in a navy blue robe, although not gorgeous, it is unusually neat.

Every word and deed is full of neither humility nor arrogance, showing the demeanor of a great country.

Just as Yao Silian was looking at everyone and the station.

The chief of the place saluted again: "Dare to ask if this lord has documents and signs." ”

With the change of dynasties, the underlying institution of the post station is also becoming more and more complete.

Good.

Whether it is to stay at the post station, or to ask for people, horses, and supplies from the post station, you need to show documents and signs.

After it is verified and retained, you can use the station.

In order to protect the post station, the Great Zhou Dynasty even deliberately revised the post order.

Yao Silian came back to his senses and took out the documents and talismans from his bosom unhurriedly.

The postmaster took the document and the signet with both hands, and then handed the signman to the postman next to him, who was responsible for verifying and retaining it.

And he himself carefully examined the paperwork.

It didn't take a while.

The post chief respectfully handed over the documents and talismans to Yao Silian.

With a straight face, he bowed and saluted: "Lord Sacrificial Wine, where is the duty of the party, if there is any rudeness, I apologize to you here." ”

Yao Silian stretched out his hand to take the documents and talismans, and chuckled: "Why did the post chief say this, checking the documents and talismans is the duty of the post station." ”

Hearing this, the post chief couldn't help but relax.

Then everyone was respectfully invited into the station.

The originally dim post station gradually brightened up with the arrival of everyone.

Yao Silian looked at the post chief beside him in a slightly surprised manner.

You know, it was already dark before everyone arrived.

But the candlelight gradually lit up after everyone arrived.

The post chief's face turned red, and he told in a low voice and truthfully: "The Lord of the Sacrificial Wine doesn't know that with the outbreak of the drought in Guanzhong, the post station has not received a grain of rice for three months. ”

"Even this candle is running out, and if no one comes on weekdays, I'll be asleep by this time."

Falling asleep at dusk? What is the figure?

Naturally, it is to try to save some candles for critical moments.

Yao Silian sighed heavily, then walked forward slowly, and said in a low voice as he walked: "This time, when we left Chang'an City, we had prepared enough dry food along the way, and the post chief would order someone to send some water later." ”

Hearing this, the post chief couldn't help but bow his head deeply, the sky was already dark, so that no one could see his face clearly.

Yao Silian only heard a faint voice of agreement.

With a candle in hand, he slowly walked into the room that the postmaster had prepared for him. @*~~

Yao Silian sat on the bed, staring at the faint candlelight beside the bed with lost eyes.

A moment later.

Yao Silian sighed deeply, and then extinguished the candle.

The disaster around Chang'an City has been initially alleviated, but God knows when the Guanzhong area will be able to resume its previous trade.

If you can save some at this time, you can save some for others.

It didn't take a while.

There was a knock on the door.

"The door is unlocked." Yao Silian's voice came from the dark room.

With a soft "creak" sound.

The room slowly lit up with a faint candle light again.

The province is provincial, but the premise is not to hurt people because of saving.

Sure enough.

With the light of the candlelight, a smile gradually appeared on the face of the postmaster who pushed the door in.

"Lord Sake, this is the clear water you wanted." The postmaster slowly placed the copper kettle in his hand on the wooden table.

"Hmm." Yao Silian nodded slightly, then got up and walked to the wooden table.

Until this time, the postmaster had no intention of turning away.

Yao Silian couldn't help asking, "Does the post chief have anything else to do?" ”

The captain sighed heavily.

Then he said with a face full of embarrassment: "There are some things I want to ask the priest to help solve a puzzle, I don't know if it's convenient or not?" ”

Yao Silian slowly sat down and said calmly: "But about disaster relief? ”

Other than that, he couldn't think of anything else the postmaster could ask for, so he couldn't ask for advice here.

The post chief nodded heavily and replied, "Lord Huijiu, it's about disaster relief. ”

Yao Silian was silent for a few breaths, then pointed to the bench opposite, and said calmly: "Sit." ”

As soon as these words came out, the post chief was instantly overjoyed, and hurriedly bowed his hand and said, "Thank you, Lord Wine." ”

Yao Silian nodded slightly noncommittally.

After he was seated, he said, "What do you want to ask?"

Just ask. ”

The post chief nodded heavily when he heard this, and then quickly said: "This great drought has not been seen in a hundred years, and I dare to ask Lord Sacrificial Sprinkle if this drought can be completely stopped." ”

Yao Silian was not surprised at all when he heard this, if you want to say what the people in Guanzhong are most concerned about today, then it is undoubtedly a drought.

For some reason, it was only a few breaths after the post chief's voice fell.

Yao Silian had a young figure with a white jade crown on his head and a dark jade-colored python robe in his mind.

After settling down, Yao Silian said solemnly: "You can stop!" ”

"Really?!" The postmaster exclaimed, overjoyed.

Then he said again and again: "If you can stop it, you will definitely be able to stop it!" ”

No matter what era it is, people always have a sense of respect for the real Mr. who is full of peach and plums.

And this respect can also be understood as a trust.

Trust without any reason.

The post chief settled down, and then hurriedly asked: "Dare to ask Lord Sacrificial Sprinkle, when will this drought stop?" ”

Yao Silian glanced up at the post chief who was full of expectations, and said slowly: "It's almost time, give Jing Zhaoyin some time, it won't be long before he will return a clear sky to the people of Guanzhong." ”

"Lord Jing Zhao Yin?" The post chief lowered his head and muttered twice, then looked up at Yao Silian.

Calmly asked, "What Lord Sacrificial Wine said about Jing Zhaoyin is His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince?" ”

In the final analysis, Xu Yi's time as Jing Zhaoyin is still too short.

Although the dispatch and Xu Yi's various orders have been transmitted to the local government offices through the post station.

But its influence has so far only been around Chang'an City.

The road must be walked step by step, the rice must be eaten in one bite, and one bite will not make a big fat man.

For Xu Yi, the top priority is to properly deal with the victims around Chang'an City.

Only after the road is opened can the victims of the disaster in other cities be taken into account.

During this period, of course, many people will die.

But this is already the best option.

If it is impossible to ensure the smooth flow of roads, if it is impossible to eliminate a number of rats and moths from the root.

Even if there is more food in Chang'an City, it will not be able to fill the huge hole of the Guanzhong catastrophe at all!

The road is impassable, the grain transport team will become difficult to move an inch, and the loss of this day will be an astronomical amount!

If you encounter people who are really desperate on the road, you will inevitably lose a huge amount of food.

Even if half of the grain was still sent to other cities for disaster relief in the end, as long as the rats and moths were still there, it would be a great joy for 100,000 stone of grain energy stones to be used for disaster relief.

Therefore, Xu Yi could only give an order in advance, and the local government offices did their best to provide disaster relief on their own.

And he himself, under great pressure, wiped out all the troubles step by step.

Yao Silian froze down, and then nodded heavily: "It's the sixth prince Xu Yi." ”

After being confirmed by Yao Silian.

The head of the post couldn't help but think of the rumors he had heard in the past few days.

The heart that was originally skeptical gradually became firm with Yao Silian's confirmation.

At least, Yao Silian, who is full of peach springs all over the world, and is still the fourth grade of Guozi's sacrificial wine, will not deceive him into a little post chief.

The postmaster didn't stay long, and after getting the answer he wanted, he hurriedly took his leave in unison. @·error-free start~~

After a while, there were bursts of low cheers from the station.

Yao Silian looked at the faint candlelight, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile.

What people fear most is that they don't see hope, and it is clear that the chief did not come for himself.

It was also for the many postmen in the station.

Xu Yi gave Yao Silian hope, and now Yao Silian has given hope to the post chief.

And the post chief passed on his hope to the post keepers.

Isn't this another kind of passing on the torch?

Yao Silian's eyes were slightly rosy, and he smiled silently.

The cold and hard dry food in his hand seemed to be extra sweet when he ate it in his mouth at this time.

A moment later.

Yao Silian extinguished the extremely precious.

Candles, smiling and falling asleep. @*~~

Come to think of it, I'm going to have a good night's sleep.

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There is also a shift in the evening.