The weather was bitterly cold, and it snowed heavily for three consecutive days in Mocheng, and a few feet of snow covered the road, making it difficult for passers-by to walk.

From a high place, the entire Mocheng is white, and it is impossible to distinguish between east and west, north and south.

The city was closed by heavy snow, the market was closed, and the streets were cold, except for the occasional hurried headcatcher.

They were responsible for distributing relief supplies, and the heavy snowfall was a disaster for many people.

In Ye Zhai, Liu Yan sat on the warm kang, covered with a small blanket, and tea and snacks were placed on the small table next to her.

On a snowy day, she and Mrs. Yang got together at a table and were playing cards.

Her complexion was ruddy, and the flesh on her face was much plump, and she looked extraordinarily energetic.

"I don't know when it's going to get warmer.

Playing the cards casually, Liu Yan's tone was quite worried, this winter is really cold this year.

"I guess it'll be two months."

Ye Lanming followed the card and said casually, the Xiaoice River period has come, and it will only get colder and colder in the future.

"I don't know how the people of this desert city should live."

Liu Yan frowned and said that she also understood how difficult life is for people here these days.

"Mother, rest assured, the charcoal in Feng'an Town will arrive today, and when the time comes, it will be sold at a low price, and the people's lives will be much better." Ye Lanming comforted her.

"If it's low, isn't it a loss?" Liu Yan was a little hesitant, although she felt sorry for the people of Mocheng, she cared more about her daughter's interests.

"It's okay, mother, the charcoal was originally made for the benefit of all the people, if you don't make money, you won't make money, you should accumulate blessings." Ye Lanming smiled lightly and said indifferently.

And what she didn't tell Liu Yan was that she didn't plan to sell it directly, but planned to sell it to the Mocheng government.

How could she give up such a good opportunity to get in touch with the government.

"Miss is the one who really thinks about the people." Mrs. Yang sighed, no one she had ever seen before would care so much about the people.

Ye Lanming listened to her words and smiled without saying a word.

……

Outside Mocheng, a team of chariots and horses marched forward in the wind and rain, and the thick dry reeds covered the life-saving materials tightly, and they were not invaded by the wind and snow.

Jiang Shijun and Yun Qian are standing in front of the city gate, Yun Qian is currently the only Mocheng official personnel that Ye Lanming has come into contact with, and these days he has been arresting people in Mocheng every day and sending them to Ye Lanming's Zhuangzi.

I have become familiar with it a lot, although Yun Qian is just a small head catcher, but the background behind her is not weak.

Yun Qian looked into the distance and asked very worriedly, "Brother Jiang, is there really so much grain and grass?" ”

"Miss never deceives people when she speaks, these grains and grass, if the government has no money, you can make an IOU first." Jiang Shijun said gently, with a gentlemanly demeanor.

He thought of what Miss told him last night, and then looked at Yun Qian, who was looking forward to it, and looked away slightly.

In Miss's plan, this batch of grain and grass is a stepping stone.

"It's coming!"

Yun Qian looked at the figure that emerged from a distance, her heart was pounding, and when the convoy arrived in front of her, a young man turned over and dismounted, hugged his fists and said to Jiang Shijun: "The villain was ordered by Lord Liu to transport grain and grass, and now he is fortunate to live up to his life, although there are twists and turns, but the grain and grass are delivered safely." ”

"I'm thanking Miss Liu for your help, it's cold, let's go to the city." Jiang Shijun bowed slightly.

"Yun Qian, can you find a person with a high enough status?" Jiang Shijun tilted his head and asked.

"Gollum ......"

Yun Qian looked at the endless grain and grass, and swallowed her saliva with a grunt, her eyes full of salivation.

Where is this material, it is a life!

"Come with me!"

Without any hesitation, Yun Qian took people directly to Steward He's mansion.

"Uncle He! Look what I've sent you! Feng Feng pushed open the door, and Yun Qian shouted at the top of her voice.

"Xiao Yunqian, what did you give?" Steward He was worried about the supplies, and when he heard Yun Qian's voice, he looked up, and the two dark circles on his face were big and dark.

"Follow me." Yun Qian directly picked up He Guan and pulled him out of the door.

"Oops, slow down, slow down."

Even dragging Steward He to the front of the convoy, Yun Qian lifted the dry reeds, revealing bags of rice.

"Uncle He, grain!" Yun Qian said excitedly.

"It's!"

When Steward He saw so much food, his face first showed a look of surprise, and then he quickly calmed down.

With a sweep of his gaze, Manager He directly locked his gaze on Jiang Shijun, and he asked, "Dare to ask this brother's name?" At this time, what do you want for sending so much grain to Mocheng? ”

He asked bluntly, with the unique boldness of Mocheng people.

Jiang Shijun looked at He Guan with calm eyes, the leader of Mocheng government affairs, he arched his body, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "The surname Jiang again, the name Shijun, now lives in Mocheng." As a Mocheng person, it is appropriate to contribute to Mocheng. ”

"All this grain and grass can be sold at a low price."

Steward He glanced at Jiang Shijun deeply: "Brother Jiang, this is not the place to talk, come in and talk in detail." ”

It wasn't until the sky was slightly dark that Jiang Shijun walked out of Steward He's mansion, he looked at the faint darkness of the night, and exhaled softly.

The lady's explanation is done!

Rushing back to the village outside the city overnight, Jiang Shijun repeated everything he said during the negotiation with Steward He.

"This is a capable person." Jiang Shijun finally said.

After negotiating with Steward He, he really felt that Jiang was still old and spicy.

"If it weren't for him, this desert city wouldn't have lasted so long." Ye Lanming gently stroked the head of the eagle nesting in front of her, and said lightly.

"Miss sent a letter to General Mo again?" Jiang Shijun looked at the familiar eagle.

"Yes, the army of the steppe people has already set off, and if I don't warn you, I will probably be caught off guard." Ye Lanming snorted.

"So fast?" Jiang Shijun frowned, in less than half a month, did the grassland people get the news?

"Thanks to the spies."

Ye Lanming said coldly, his eyes were like ice and snow.

"In three days at the latest, the big war will begin. Jiang Shijun, are you ready? Ye Lanming raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Shijun, his eyes were bright, and he seemed to be rubbing the sky of the wilderness.

Jiang Shijun chuckled and said sincerely: "Shi Jun's life belonged to Miss when he was rescued by Miss." ”

"What does Miss want to do, Shi Jun swears to follow her to the death and never betray."

Ye Lanming nodded with satisfaction, her eyes on people were as accurate as ever.

Three days later, Ye Lanming sat in the courtyard and pretended to sleep.

"Wow!"

The loud chirping of eagles reached her ears, and she slowly opened her eyes to look at the dozens of goshawks hovering in the sky.

At the same time, the faint and heavy sound of the bell from the desert city also reached her ears.

The war has begun!

"Go ahead."

With Ye Lanming's order, more than a dozen goshawks flapped their wings and flew towards the north of Mocheng.