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

Boss Jiang is an honest man.

This is Jiang Huaixu's biggest understanding of this father in the past few months. An honest person would naturally not think of what she had done, and she was not going to tell him for the time being.

The two walked into the ruined temple together. Jiang Huaixu asked as he walked: "Dad, do you know King Duan?"

"Who doesn't know Prince Duan? Our Huai'an Mansion is the fiefdom of this prince!"

Sitting on the hay, Jiang Huaixu whispered: "I got news that the imperial court did not allow the government to recruit troops. Our county recruited so many strong men because King Duan wanted to expand his army and attempted to rebel."

A few words frightened Boss Jiang so much that he lost all sleep and his heart was beating fast.

His voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, "How, how could this happen?"

"The Holy Emperor's time is short, and the vassal kings from all over the country are eyeing that position, fearing that there will be chaos." Jiang Huaixu said, "Dad, the capital is in the north, thousands of miles away from Huai'an Prefecture. If we rush there, we will encounter military chaos. , it will be too late to run by then.”

After listening to his little girl's reasonable analysis, Boss Jiang gradually calmed down. He frowned and thought deeply. The more he thought about it, the more it made sense.

"If we can't go north, why should we go south?"

Jiang Huaixu didn't know what the situation was like in the south of the world, but historically, the aristocratic families in the south were entrenched, and the water was quite deep. She would have difficulty if she wanted to establish a foothold in the south and start a small business safely.

"Dad, where is Qianzhou?"

"Qianzhou? It's also in the north, nearly two thousand miles away from us."

"What about going north to the capital?"

Boss Jiang scratched his head in worry, "That would take more than three thousand miles."

Jiang Huaixu wanted to curse.

What kind of corner is this place she is in? She has to walk thousands of miles to get anywhere. The key is that she doesn't have a map yet.

Futuan suddenly jumped out, [Host, host, one hundred thousand points to update the map in real time! Very practical and guaranteed to be great value for money! 】

Jiang Huaixu ignored it, "Dad, let's go to Qianzhou. I heard that King Yan is kind and can take in refugees. If the situation goes bad in the future, more and more people will flee, and the nearby state capital will definitely not take in too many As refugees, Qianzhou may be our place to stay.”

Seeing that the uncle who wrote the letter praised King Yan so highly, she also considered the possibility that Qianzhou was a trap, but the uncle's letter was clear and well-reasoned, and he knew a lot of royal affairs, so he must be a person of some status. .

Now that the news of the refugees being taken in by King Yan's fiefdom has spread, even if the prince wants to gain a good reputation and seek ascendancy, he will not treat the refugees too harshly.

If it doesn't work, you can find out if this road is passable by asking for more information on the way.

Thinking about this, Jiang Huaixu looked at Boss Jiang and waited for his answer.

"Daughter, what you say makes sense, but we have to go back and discuss it with your uncle, the village chief."

The father and daughter made an agreement, and Jiang Huaixu also started to feel sleepy, so she ended up spending the night on a haystack.

The next day, Jiang Huaixu was awakened by a burst of noise.

When she opened her eyes, she saw that the two people talking to Boss Jiang looked familiar to her, but she couldn't remember their identities.

"Sister Xu, are you awake? These are your sister-in-law's elder brother and younger brother, Zheng Cong and Zheng Ming. You have met them before, do you remember them?"

Jiang Huaixu shouted very skillfully: "Remember, Brother Da Cong, Brother Xiao Ming."

Zheng Ming looked at Jiang Huaixu with strange eyes, "Are you Sister Xu? I heard Liniang said that you can speak and have learned medical skills. You are really amazing at such a young age!"

"Thank you, good luck, good luck." Jiang Huaixu felt a little uncomfortable under the burning gazes of the two brothers.

Jiang Huaixu was polite here, but Boss Jiang was brazen over there, "Sister Xu's medical skills are so good that she can even cure fractures. Don't you have a doctor in your village? If we can go together, we can have someone to take care of you on the way."

Speaking of this, a look of embarrassment appeared on Zheng Cong's face, "I don't know, uncle, but someone in town has heard that the imperial court may exempt taxes. Those who escaped before will surely come back after hearing the news. Many people feel that it is too late to escape at this time. It’s not necessary.”

One thing he didn't say was that many people knew about the flooding in Shili Village. Some people felt that the people in Shili Village wanted them to flee because they had no place to go, so they pulled others along.

Their village was not flooded, so why rush to become refugees when they had a place to go?

Boss Jiang looked at Jiang Huaixu in surprise, and after careful consideration he asked, "Nephew, is the news about tax exemption accurate?"

"A lot of people know this."

Jiang Huaixu couldn't help but interjected, "What else did they say? Did they mention anything about conscription?"

"They said that our Huai'an Prefecture is the fiefdom of Prince Duan. Prince Duan loves his people like his own son and will definitely ask the emperor to exempt him from taxes this autumn. As for conscription, that is what the imperial court requires. There is nothing the prince can do. Our Huai'an Prefecture is flooded like this. It seems that a lot of people have left. There was a conscription in the past two days, but now there is no movement. Maybe the conscription has been completed."

Jiang Huaixu frowned, "Have you two brothers seen the scene on the streets in the town?"

"Hello, we took a shortcut and saw few people walking on the street from a distance."

Hearing this, Jiang Huaixu lowered her head and thought deeply. Between the two statements and what she had seen and heard, it was clear which one was more credible.

The people from Niutou Village died tragically at a similar time to the time of the military conscription, with the same kind of stab wounds on their bodies. The only people who could do it were organized gangsters and the government.

She looked at several houses. The dead people were old or young, but she didn't see any of the others. They could only have been taken away.

To seize a man alone can be said to be a strong man, but to seize a woman together seems to be the work of bandits? But if it was really bandits, why not just burn the village down and destroy the evidence?

It's not as bold as a bandit's, and it's not necessarily that someone wants the bandit to take the blame.

Thinking of this, a dark light flashed in Jiang Huaixu's eyes. She put her little cloth bag on her back and looked up at Boss Jiang who was persuading Brother Zheng Cong, "Dad, I'm hungry. I want to go to town to see if anyone sells it." food."

Boss Jiang only hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

Jiang Huaixu quickly walked out of the ruined temple, first found a deserted place to wash up briefly, and then came to Chunrifang.

Kasugifang has always been a gathering place for the poor and down-and-out people in the town. Gangsters, beggars and the like also like to stay here.

The wealthy households still had money and food to flee, but they had only two choices: one was to wait for death in the street, or the other was to die on the way.

But when she walked through East Street, she saw only a handful of people, and those who saw her just pretended not to see her.

Jiang Huaixu glanced at the old man in ragged clothes who was nearest to her, and walked over slowly.

"Uncle, can I ask you something?"

The old man raised his baggy eyelids, his eyes covered with white clouds not knowing whether he could see or not, so he closed them again.

Jiang Huaixu stretched out his little hand from the cloth bag and took out a rough dough pancake.

"I ask, you answer, this cake belongs to you."

The old man opened his eyes and saw the rough dough pancake in Jiang Huaixu's hand, and reached out to grab it.

Jiang Huaixu stood up and took a step back, his eyebrows arched, but his eyes were full of coldness, "I'm not discussing with you."