Started as a mute girl? I prospered in the lean years

The first thing that caught the eye was the large number of refugees. The simple shacks were connected together outside the city gate. They looked crowded, but they were orderly in the chaos.

The tents were arranged in rows, and at the end near the city gate, there were more than ten large pots. It happened to be the time when the pots were lit, and black smoke was rising from the pots. In the middle of the rows of tents, refugees were lining up in a long line, moving forward like ants. move.

There were also two long queues at the city gate. The people in the queue were carrying large and small bags, as if they were waiting in line to enter the city.

The queue grew longer and longer, but no one was seen moving forward. The city gate and the two corner gates were tightly closed.

"The city gates are closed, can't we be allowed in?" After seeing the scene in front of him clearly, the joy in Jiang Zhengmao's heart turned into sadness.

Jiang Zhou heard this and comforted his father, "No, dad, if you can't go into the city, why are so many people lining up? You're not stupid."

At this time, a soldier who looked like a soldier was walking this way while sizing up Jiang Zhengmao's team.

On a cold day, Jiang Zhengmao's palms were sweating, "What, how can this be done? These military masters are the most difficult to deal with. We have nothing wrong with us, right? Knives? Bows and arrows? Have you hidden them all? If you are discovered, , is it going to be beheaded?”

The more I thought about it, the more afraid I became, and the more afraid I became, the more I wanted to look back and check again.

Jiang Miao whispered: "Come here, Dad, those things are well hidden. What if you show your cowardice and think that we are guilty?"

After hearing the reminder from his eldest son, Jiang Zhengmao gave a stiff smile, went up to him and asked, "Master Jun, we are waiting to enter the city. When will the city gate be opened?"

The soldier asked suspiciously: "Are you a refugee? What are you dressed like? What was your previous household registration?"

Jiang Zhengmao was shocked and tried his best to stay calm, but his broken voice showed that he was not calm at this time: "We are refugees from a village, and we were all good people in the past, Master Jun! As for the thing on the face, it is for prevention Plague.”

The soldier laughed: "If the plague can be prevented in this way, how can so many people die?"

He glanced at the carriages and horses behind Jiang Zhengmao again, feeling a little doubtful about life. He had never seen a village fleeing and forming a cavalry team.

"Read the notice ahead!"

The soldier waved his hand to move forward.

"See the notice? Look at the notice! Erlang! Come on -"

Jiang Huaixu and Jiang Wei joined in the fun and followed Jiang Erlang towards the notice.

A lot of people gathered in front of them, muttering and cursing as they read. The general idea was, how can people who can't read a word read the notice? Are scholars so rare these days? I’ve been waiting for so long that I can’t wait for half of it!

"Everyone starts to open, everyone starts to open. My Erlang is literate and everyone starts to open!"

The crowd moved out of the way in an instant, and everyone's eyes were focused on Jiang Zhengmao. Jiang Zhengmao pulled Jiang Erlang and walked forward. Jiang Huaixu hesitated but did not follow.

When it comes to social media, you have to be an uncle.

Jiang Huaixu pulled Jiang Wei and stood outside the crowd and listened to Jiang Erlang read the contents of the notice. The translation in his mind was to go to the medical officer to feel the pulse one by one. After checking to make sure there is no disease, he can get a small wooden sign. With the wooden sign, he can Go get the porridge.

If you enter the city and pay ten taels of silver, you can be arranged to open up wasteland; if you don't want to open up wasteland but want to settle down, it depends on your financial resources or luck. Luck means that if others think you can become a citizen here, you can settle down directly, otherwise you can just spend money. Those who have no money and are unlucky work as corvees. They go wherever there is work and have words written on their faces.

Jiang Huaixu felt that King Yan had a dark heart. When he thought about how many refugees needed to be resettled, he felt that this approach was inevitable.

Some refugees almost collapsed on the ground after hearing this. How could they come up with so much money after being on the run for so long? Isn’t this the only way left to work as a corvee?

They used to be good people!

The difference between heaven and earth is simply unacceptable!

Some even wiped away tears.

When Jiang Zhengmao led Jiang Erlang and other villagers out, everyone looked like they were mourning for their heirs.

"Let's go, let everyone line up to feel the pulse first, and then fill your stomach after feeling the pulse."

I went back and told everyone what was on the notice again. Ignoring my sadness, I pulled the carriage and luggage to queue up.

Feeling Jiang Huaixu's pulse is not worrying. If there is an epidemic in the village, she will be the first to know. Taking precautions along the way is always useful.

As soon as there were more refugees on the road, she asked the villagers to put masks and scarves on their faces again.

Lian Sheng was a judge. When the soldiers saw him, they were not respectful, but they didn't treat other refugees in a bossy manner. Jiang Huaixu was wondering if this 'luck' was fame?

They have no luck, there is a cloud of seven!

The money stolen from the bandits' den should be enough for them to qualify for land reclamation. The favor Yun Qi owed her should not be wasted.

After queuing slowly, Jiang Huaixu gave her little wooden sign to Jiang Sanlang and asked him to help her line up to get the porridge, while she went to find Yun Qi.

Looking around, Yun Qi was nowhere to be seen.

After calling Fu Tuan, he discovered that Yun Qi was talking to a soldier at the city gate.

After saying a few words, the soldier ran away. Yun Qi was still waiting at the city gate, and Lian Sheng walked towards him.

Turning off the scanning screen, Jiang Huaixu rubbed his hands and waited for the arrival of hot porridge. She wanted to know if Yun Qi would say something to the villagers who had been getting along with each other these days, but she didn't want to rely on eavesdropping.

When the hot porridge was brought back, Yun Qi also came back.

"Follow me." Jiang Huaixu, who was drinking porridge, felt the tip of his tongue burn at these words. He stood up and followed Yun Qi without hesitation, along with Jiang Erlang.

"I'm leaving."

Jiang Erlang asked: "Brother Yun wants to enter Qianzhou City?"

Yun Qi nodded.

"Then I wish Brother Yun a bright future and we will see you soon."

Yun Qi cupped his fists in return, and then looked at Jiang Huaixu with a little dodge in his eyes, "I just told Mr. Cheng that I would waive the entry fee for all of you in the village and settle down directly. But there are too many of you, so I'm afraid you can't be separated in one place. , it still needs careful consideration.”

Jiang Huaixu was slightly surprised. He thought he would have to pay a sum of money for everything, but he didn't know it was so easy. In one sentence, all the money was free.

She also made a manly salute and said sincerely: "Thank you, Brother Yunqi. I have a good journey, please don't send me far away!"

Cloud Seven:······

Sometimes he didn't know whether the strange yin and yang he heard in Jiang Huaixu's words was his problem or Jiang Huaixu's.

A trace of sadness passed through his heart. This would be the only experience in his life, but it also made him see a lot more clearly.

"Jiang Huaixu, if you want to accomplish something, sometimes it's not enough for you alone."

Jiang Huaixu blinked, "Of course I know, otherwise why would I tell you?"

Yun Qi was choked and speechless for a moment.

"Don't worry, I won't make things too difficult for you. I will try my best."

Yun Qi's cold face suddenly melted like ice and snow, and his eyebrows softened a bit, "Remember, my name is Cang Heng."

After saying these words, Yun Qi turned around and put on the cloak handed to him by the soldier, flew onto his horse, the horse neighed, and the boy went away in the sunset.

"Cang's surname? Is Yun Qi - from the royal family?" Jiang Erlang asked in an erratic tone.

"probably?"