Chapter 44 The official rations are gone
Everyone fled to the prestige, and couldn't help but widen their eyes, only to see Wang Dang's first few people carrying a fat wild boar, struggling to walk this way, the size of the pig, at first glance thought it was a cow.
"Yo, Lao Wang, you've got a good deal?!!" Zhao Lie also exclaimed, and hurriedly ran over to help, and several other officials also followed closely.
The exiles' hearts suddenly became excited, and they had meat to eat!
At the same time, on the official road to the Jiaming River, several horses were walking slowly, perhaps because they had run too fast before, and several horses were very out of breath.
"That kid named Lu Tao, the general understands?" Xingyijiang gently shook the feather fan, and there was a little fun in his words.
Yan Qingyao glanced at him, "You still care about her." β
"Look at the general's words," Xing Yijiang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, bringing a warm and moist smile: "It's rare to meet a good little girl in the next place, so naturally you should pay more attention." β
"Heh," Yan Qingyao sneered, "Why don't you pay more attention to Lord Doro?" β
"Since ancient times, there has been a difference between monarchs and ministers, how dare you talk about the county lord in the next grass people."
Yan Qingyao glanced at him, too lazy to reason with him, this person is a Confucian giant, no one can argue with him, even himself.
Seeing that he was silent, Xing Yijiang's heart suddenly felt happy, and he won this game.
DadaDaDa -
At this time, a burst of fast horses and whips came, and several people immediately stopped and dismounted their horses, and soon, Gao Lin came to several people, stopped the horses with a shout, and then arched his hand: "Childe." β
"Have you found out?"
"Hui Gongzi's words," Gao Lin arched his hand and said slowly: "The eldest prince of the Lu family is the sixth son of the seventeenth concubine of the original Hubu Shangshu, and was kicked out of the house by the Hubu Shangshu because of his mistake. β
"Heh, it's just a matter of being kicked out of the house," Xing Yijiang smiled and said: "It's really sad that I still encountered the Zhulian Nine Clans." β
Yan Qingyao's face darkened, sometimes he really wanted to strangle Xing Yijiang, but the other party was so wise that he couldn't get it to death, so he had to endure it, after all, he was the think tank he found.
Too lazy to take care of Yijiang, he asked, "What about Miss Lu?" β
"Miss Lu is born to the Liu family, she has never left the Liu family, and she almost starved to death a few days ago. After being rescued, there have been some changes, and his personality and temperament have become a lot more mature.
But since she was exiled to the present, she has never left the sight of her family, so ......"
There won't be a situation where someone else is pretending, is it?
Yan Qingyao's eyelids were slightly constricted, and his mind kept coming up with Lu Tao's posture when he spoke, word by word, his body was straight, his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, and his momentum even faintly tended to sit on an equal footing, which was not like what an eight-year-old child had.
But judging from Gao Lin's investigation, she has never left her family, and it is impossible for anyone to pretend to be at all, but what are these changes going on?
The fish mouth embankment, the spill of the flying sand weir and the mouth of the treasure bottle, an eight-year-old child, can really say it?
Or is it really as Xingyijiang said, like Ganluo?
"General, I'm afraid there will be heavy rain on this day, and we still have twenty miles to get to the post station."
Xing Yijiang's voice was a little teasing, and sure enough, when he saw Yan Qingyao's slightly gloomy face, he suddenly felt happy in his heart and won another game.
Yan Qingyao had nothing to say to this naΓ―ve five-year-old child, Xing Yijiang, and with his legs between the horse's belly, he rushed out first.
Xing Yijiang smiled, and then followed.
The other guards looked at each other and accelerated in unison.
Barracks, granaries, Chu Yiheng (heng) looked at the few grains and grasses, and his face was a little solemn: "Wei Xin, when will the grain planted by those prisoners be harvested." β
Wei Xinyi in the back arched his hand: "General Bing, there are still two months." After a pause, he continued: "It's just that the grain is not very good, not to mention that the ears of grain are not full, and there are still very few grains.
After several months of drought, the water level of the Ling River continued to drop, there was no water for irrigation, and many fruits and vegetables were killed by the drought. Not to mention our part of the food, many prisoners have started to eat wild vegetables. If it continues like this, I'm afraid it will ......"
"Eh......" Chu Yiheng sighed deeply, raised his hand on the nearest bag of rice, and said helplessly: "Lingnan is prone to drought and there are many mountains, so it is really not easy to plant.
Now there is not much grain and grass, and several groups of exiles are about to come, so where is there enough grain and grass and those that have not been harvested?
I don't know when I'll arrive, but if I arrive in November or February, I'll be in trouble.
The land can only be planted in April at the beginning of spring, and the food gap for four months is too great. β
Hearing this, Lin Chong frowned: "General, the grain and grass of the imperial court should be arriving soon." β
Chu Yiheng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "After layers of exploitation, how many can really get here." β
As soon as these words came out, Lin Chong and Wei Xin's faces became ugly, the general didn't say anything, they all forgot that there was such a thing, not to mention, the discord between the city lord and the general in the city was not a matter of a day or two, and it was normal to be stuck for a month or two.
Think about it......
Nest fire!
They are guarding the border with their lives, but the people behind them are always thinking of stabbing themselves, so they have to guard against it, which feels really ......
Uncomfortable!
Lin Chong said very uncomfortably: "General, it's October soon, how can the first batch of exiles get the end of the month, I'm afraid it's too late to farm." β
"Not only is it too late, but we have to find a way to make sure they survive this winter." Wei Xin sighed and said slowly: "In the past few days, I have asked my brothers to build a house." β
Chu Yiheng nodded: "Build as much as possible, there is no guarantee of food, at least don't let them freeze to death in winter." Go ahead and watch more, especially the grain. β
"Yes."
"Yes."
After the two left, Chu Yiheng slowly sat down, looking at the last granary, his eyebrows gradually frowned.
It stands to reason that the official food of the imperial court should have arrived a long time ago, but why hasn't it come yet?
Could it be that the guy surnamed He was really deducted?
No, no, he didn't have the guts.
So, what's going on?
Touch!
At this moment, the pot-bellied man in the City Lord's Mansion slapped the desk, glared at the eight people below, and said angrily: "Say, who did it?" β
No one spoke, no one looked up, just the eyeballs rolled around.
Seeing this, He Chengguang's face trembled, and his cheeks trembled with anger: "Tell Lao Tzu, don't say it, all of them will be sent to Lao Tzu to prison." It's really fucking fat, that's official food! Official Food! You all dare to move the official food, why don't you dare to admit it if you move, ah?! β
At the instigation of everyone, a middle-aged man with a mustache walked out and said softly: "Master, here, we can't help it." β