The end of the world begins with the king

Chapter 503 Farewell
On the eighth day of September, the sun rose and the sky was bright.

In Hecheng County, Yuanyang Prefecture, in a small town about twenty miles away from the county seat, the sound of gongs sounded at this moment.

After the originally quiet town was disturbed by the sound of gongs and drums, shouts and curses resounded from all the houses.

"Early in the morning, that bastard is beating the gong!"

Someone pushed open the door, but what they saw was the back of the person who was beating the gong, and could not help cursing: "Don't let me know who you are, I grabbed you and beat you all over the place!"

From the beginning of August to the present, for more than a month, these people who participated in the autumn harvest outside the city rarely had the opportunity to sleep late.

Every morning when the sky was bright, they had to go to work in the field while it was cool, and after having a meal at noon, they had to rest for a while, and then they had to continue working in the bright sun.

They persisted for more than 40 days in this kind of hard life, and finally the autumn harvest in Hecheng was over.

When work was over yesterday, the small officials in charge of the team in the town personally promised that everyone would catch up on sleep tomorrow, and they could sleep until noon before getting up.

But now, one or two hours before noon, the dreams of the young adults were shattered by the sound of the gong.

But even if the young and strong are angry, their dreams have been awakened, and they can only complain and get up.

"Maybe there's something wrong!"

"The food is all harvested, what else can we do?"

Everyone talked and started packing their things, because they were about to leave here today.

It is said to be packing, but in fact it is not much, just a roll of mats, a few clothes, and bowls and chopsticks for eating.

"Everyone, move quickly, come out after packing up, let's have breakfast on the way!"

"Pack up quickly, we are leaving soon..."

Hearing the voice of the small officer in charge of the team on the street, everyone was puzzled, why did things suddenly become so urgent?
So someone poked his head out and asked, "Guan Wang, what's the matter? Didn't you just say it yesterday afternoon, can you have a good rest today?"

At this moment, many heads stuck out from the houses along the street, and everyone was waiting for the answer from the management team Wang Zhi.

"It was originally agreed that someone would pick us up at noon, but the guards arrived early..."

They had to return to Hecheng County first. Although the density of zombies was very low now, they might encounter danger on the way back, so they had to be escorted by the army.

Seeing everyone's displeasure, Wang Zhi said with a smile: "Everyone, I just heard the news that the people from Wan'an County had already distributed the food yesterday afternoon, and they were escorted to their hometown early this morning!"

According to the arrangement of the palace, only part of the grain harvested this time will stay in the local area, and most of it will be transported to the treasuries of various places.

Only in this way can we ensure that the food in the prefectures and counties of Longyou can last until next year's autumn harvest.

It can be said that under the leadership of King Yong's Mansion, Yuanyang Mansion has fully carried forward the spirit of fearless sacrifice that all parties are in trouble and one side supports.

As soon as they listened to the distribution of food, all the dissatisfied thoughts of the young and strong were suppressed back.

I have been here for more than 40 days, working day and night, just to bring food for life to the people in my hometown.

"I heard it all, everyone hurry up and pack up your things, and let's go home after sharing the food!"

The town suddenly became lively, and everyone's dissatisfaction disappeared.

The whole clean-up was very quick, and after ten minutes or so, everyone lined up on the street, just as the guards had already arrived here.

Bring these young men back to the county seat, this short distance is escorted by the guards.

However, the elite soldiers and horses were in charge of sending the people back to the various prefectures from Yuanyang.

Now all the troops under the jurisdiction of Bingmasi have been upgraded to first-class soldiers by Zhao Yanxun, and all of them have updated their equipment. Their combat effectiveness is not ordinary.

"let's go!"

Following a certain young man's shout, the whole team started to move. If they were fast enough and there were no accidents, they would be able to reach Hecheng this afternoon.

Thirty miles away at this moment, the Hecheng official warehouse was very lively, many young and strong came in and out of the official warehouse, all carrying big bags on their shoulders.

Some food will be transported by land, but most will be transported by water, after all, water can transport more.

The young and strong people who came in and out of the official warehouse were the people who came to Hecheng to help with the work. They were moving food for their hometown, so they worked extra hard.

At this moment, Yang An, the new county magistrate of Hecheng, is leading people to patrol the official warehouse.

When we came to the gate of the official warehouse, there were two tables, and three clerks were recording the grain in and out.

One of them is from the Hecheng County Government, and the other two are from the Treasury Management Office and the Book Office.

The three people record and supervise each other together to ensure that the data is not wrong to the greatest extent.

Before walking to the book case, Yang An said: "Everyone, you must be careful, and you must not make mistakes!"

Just because of food mistakes, many people have lost their official titles, and many people even lost their heads.

"My lord, don't worry!"

"Yangzhi County, please rest assured!"

The scribes just replied, and then went about their own business, and they have been busy all morning.

"How many teams are still here to collect food today?"

"My lord, is there another county?"

Only Yang An half-jokingly said: "We have been assigned six county missions, and only half of them are completed today, so this official warehouse will not be emptied?"

Yang An continued to patrol, but someone ran towards him in the distance, to remind him to have lunch.

"My lord, you should go back first, this humble official is watching!"

After thinking about it, Yang An nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go eat first...I'll replace you later!"

After saying that, Yang An didn't stay here, but rushed to his home.

Their Yang family was the earliest family in Hecheng to belong to Prince Shunyong's mansion, so they had deep roots in Hecheng, and members of a large family lived together.

Originally, Yang An ate at the county government office, but today the elders in the family celebrated their birthdays, so he had to go back.

In fact, if he went back now, he would have missed many birthday parties.

Yang An played a trick, but when he returned home, his father Yang Qi's words directly revealed his thoughts.

"Even if you don't want to socialize, you shouldn't hide at this time today..."

Sitting in the main hall, Yang Qi's tone was cold. Today is his birthday.

"Father, you must understand your son's difficulties!" Yang An explained.

Seeing that Yang Qi didn't answer, Yang An went on to say: "Father, they came to us, didn't they ask for help that time? Can my son avoid these things?"

Sitting in the seat below the old father, Yang An said calmly, "Father, you are a cautious person..."

At this moment, Yang Qi's anger has subsided a lot, so he raised his head and said: "Before, they directly asked for benefits, but you refused them. Now it's okay to ask you to help find an errand?"

Hearing this, Yang An sighed, and said, "Father... If I find an errand for them, I will not only bring trouble on them, but also myself!"

"My son managed to sit in this county magistrate, and he still thinks about honoring his ancestors. Why should he take risks for these idiots?"

"Father, don't forget, these people...how did they treat us back then!"

Not using power for personal gain is the bottom line and red line of officials in the palace. Yang An really doesn't have the guts to cross it.

(End of this chapter)