Ride your horse all the way and raise dust and sand.

Pass through Hadong Road and step into the land of Hebei Province.

Zao didn't feel any signs of a major drought, but he wasn't surprised.

Hebei Province covers an extremely wide area, with as many as twenty or thirty state capitals under its jurisdiction, which is comparable to the land of dozens of Chang'an cities.

Now they are just stepping into Hebei Province, which is roughly close to Handan and adjacent to Hedong Province, and even if there is a drought, Hedong Province will help.

What they were going to was the Observation Shifu further north, and those affected Youzhou, Dingzhou, Cangzhou and other places.

Horses neigh, horses' hooves.

Zhao Wujiang, Wen Yu, and Li Yuanxiao, the three of them, who have cultivated to the lowest, are almost extraordinary, and they keep riding horses all the way, but they don't feel tired.

It's the horses, and they don't have a good rest.

Another night, the three of them arrived at Julu and rested in Daze, the only lake in Hebei Province.

Xiaoyuzi Wenyu traveled all the way, not much to say, and was in the mood to watch the scenery along the way while riding a horse.

He obeyed Zhao Wujiang's instructions and never objected.

In Xiaoyuzi Wen Yu's heart, Zhao Wujiang is his idol.

Because in his opinion, he and Zhao Wujiang are both incomplete people of the same kind, but Zhao Wujiang is already a very human minister, and he is so talented, he often envies.

The task of protecting Zhao Wujiang this time was also his own initiative.

At the moment he was feeding the horses, as quiet as a handsome boy.

Zhao Wujiang and Li Yuanxiao lit a bonfire, and the firewood burned, crackling.

"I've never asked you who the name of the observation history that framed you back then." Zhao Wujiang fiddled with the flint and asked.

The memory of the long time struck, Li Yuanxiao was a little distracted, and his eyes were full of hatred, "Xu Jingzong!" ”

"Xu Jingzong?" Zhao Wujiang's expression was clear, isn't this person above the court? Now it is not as good as the fourth grade, how can it be the history of observation?

From this point of view, Xu Jingzong's identity is extremely difficult among the people behind the scenes of Li Yifu.

Many years ago, Helan was just a girl, and it was impossible for him to hook up with Helan Clan.

Then the person who did evil, aided and abused, and the person behind the scenes of conspiring to pollute Li Yifu's mansion should be Xu Jingzong!

"Yes." Li Yuanxiao chewed the dry food and continued:

"Most of this old thief is not smiling on weekdays, his expression is indifferent, and he treats the people who observe the Shi Mansion quite well, and he can't see that his mind is deep at all.

If it weren't for Li Yifu insulting my mother, and he shielding Li Yifu, I might not know the true face of this person until I die. ”

"Does your lady take care of the housework on weekdays?" Zhao Wujiang's eyes flickered.

Li Yuanxiao said in a deep voice: "I am a clerk, and she cleans the rooms in the house with another old woman on weekdays. ”

Zhao Wujiang was silent, Li Yuanxiao's wife may not have simply been humiliated and died in a well.

"Ah Yu, come over and eat some dry food, and we'll continue on our way later!"

Wen Yu stood on the lake, heard the words, and walked on the waves.

Li Yuanxiao's expression was awe-inspiring, he ran all the way from Chang'an, and on the way, he occasionally saw the young man next to Zhao Wujiang make a move, and he knew that this smiling young man was at least an extraordinary powerhouse.

While he was shocked in his heart, he was even more jealous of Zhao Wujiang.

Although he had swallowed Zhao Wujiang's Gu Dan, he had never heard of any Gu Dan since he was a child, and thought that Zhao Wujiang was just a bluff.

But this extraordinary young man's heartfelt admiration and respect for Zhao Wujiang was included in his eyes, and Zhao Wujiang in his eyes naturally became more and more mysterious.

.....

The remnant sun was like blood, and after five days of day and night, Zhao Wujiang and the three of them finally arrived at the Observation History Mansion.

On the way, they saw the yellow sand in the sky, the vegetation on the land had disappeared, and the roots had been plucked.

Presumably, the victims couldn't help but be hungry and had eaten at the roots of the trees.

In front of observing the Shi Mansion, there were five figures already waiting.

"I've been waiting for Lord Zhao for a long time!" The first one spoke.

He is a middle-aged man with silver hair and strong spirits, with deep eyes, as if he has hidden mountains and rivers, he is the history of observing the festival in Hebei Province today, Yang Bingen.

There were four people beside him, all three of whom were tigers and bears, and they were wearing iron armor.

The other had thick hair and bright eyes.

The governor of Youzhou, Dingzhou, Cangzhou, and the observer of Hebei Province - the person who assisted in observing the history of government affairs.

Zhao Wujiang returned the salute, and several people walked to the mansion while chatting.

On the dinner table.

There is a large pot of porridge on the table, occasionally black and green vegetable leaves, a small basket of steamed buns, and a stack of dried radish.

"I really forgive me, but now the drought has affected far more than the three major states, and the government can only shrink its clothes and diet, waiting for the support of the DPRK and China." Observing Shi Yang Bingen's sad expression, he spoke apologetically.

He got up and poured a full glass of wine for Zhao Wujiang, the wine only had a faint smell of wine, thinking that it was the product of white water blending.

It is like clear water in the throat.

Zhao Wujiang noticed that Yang Bingen had half a piece of jade hanging around his waist, which was almost exactly the same as the half of the jade that Wang Yifang handed over to him.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the two of them looked at each other, then quickly withdrew their gaze.

Yang Bingen introduced the other four to Zhao Wujiang one by one.

When introducing Observation Lang, Yang Bingen had a smile on his face:

"This is the observation lang of the house, who has assisted the old man in dealing with a lot of things, and is loyal, but the old man often sighs... I'm not a reader. ”

Observing Lang raised his glass, "Lord Zhao, I have admired the name for a long time!" I wonder who are the two next to you? ”

Zhao Wujiang also had a smiling face: "I'm from Zhao's mansion, scholar Ah Yu, and captain Zhao Li of the government soldiers!" ”

"Humph!"

As soon as Zhao Wujiang's words fell, the governor of Dingzhou slapped the table with his big hand:

"Lord Zhao, I wonder when the disaster relief grain and grass will arrive here?

If you are a day late, do you know how many soldiers' lives will be lost because of this?

They have already given up a lot of food to the people, if they delay and wait any longer, how can they defend the western frontier? ”

"Lao Gao, don't speak so loudly, beware of scaring this kid! Since he was sent by the DPRK, let's listen to what he arranges. ”

The governor of Youzhou answered.

Hebei Province was far away from Chang'an, close to the border, and they didn't know what Zhao Wujiang was doing in Chang'an City, seeing that Zhao Wujiang was so young, they only thought that the elders of the DPRK and China had sent their own heirs to gild.

Zhao Wujiang did not speak.

The governor of Cangzhou had a cold face: "Is there no one in the court?" I heard that Lord Zhao is a member of the three products? He actually came to this poor country in person and brought a scholar with him? Are you sure you're here for disaster relief? ”

The bushy observer slapped his glass and placed it on the table.

"How many days has the news been in Chang'an? Now that Lord Zhao has arrived at the Observation Mansion, don't you know how far Chang'an has traveled here? A bunch of reckless people! Observing Lang's eyes showed admiration:

"As soon as the news entered Chang'an, Lord Zhao had already started to set up a banquet to raise funds, do you know this intention? If you still talk like that, will you only lead the troops to fight? ”

The three governors were choked up, but they didn't expect that the disaster relief funds were actually prepared by Zhao Wujiang.

The governor of Youzhou drank a glass of wine, did not look at everyone, and said to himself:

"Hmph, even so, how much can he prepare? Does he know how many victims there are in Hebei Province?

Officialdom is a hypocrisy. ”

Wen Yujian raised his eyebrows, the steamed buns in his mouth were not fragrant, he hated that someone slandered Zhao Wujiang.

"Bang".

There was a soft thud.

The wine glass in the hands of the governor of Youzhou instantly turned into crumbs.

Wen Yu's smiling face disappeared, and he said in a deep voice:

"Then I'll tell you how much Lord Zhao has prepared!"