Chapter 625: Breaking the Dilemma

The next day in the daytime, Gu Feng's official office posted a notice, saying that Guanzhou was victorious, and many people who had been taken captive in the country were rescued from outside the Guan. The villagers were miserable, being tortured by the soldiers and bandits until they were reduced to human form. The captives should stay calm for a while. The Gufeng government office will send officers to Huju to pick them up after the weather gets warmer.

The villagers who were taken away were now in a very pitiable state due to lack of food and clothing.

The Gufeng government office has donated a batch of grain to be sent to Huju, but there is still a shortage of clothing to protect ourselves from the cold.

I hope all my fellow villagers will do good deeds.

Don’t pick out old clothes, even if they are damaged.

Send good clothes and trousers to the government office...and advertise them widely.

Before noon, several small piles were piled up at the entrance of Gu Feng's government office.

The villagers put down their clothes and were unwilling to leave. Both young and old accompanied Smiley and inquired about the officers.

Even if the officer explained over and over again that he didn't know which family the people rescued from Beirong belonged to, he was tired of talking about it. If he hadn't been worried that the prince was visiting Gufeng and couldn't shout out to everyone, this guy would have been killed long ago. They drove him away.

Taking advantage of the good afternoon weather, which was rarely brighter than usual, several carts carrying Gu Feng's clothes slowly drove out of the city gate.

Kang Er returned from riding horses outside the city.

Carrying large and small bags on his back.

The officer guarding the city gate saw him from a distance and helped him clear a way through the city gate.

It's hard not to recognize the people who come and go from the city to the city.

The cards they took were from the Wangfu, not to mention their Gu Feng, even Yongning had unimpeded access.

Kang Errama slowed down his horse, dismounted symbolically and walked a few steps. While shaking the wooden sign in his hand, several large coins accurately fell into the hands of the guard on the side.

His voice was a bit hoarse: "Please take a sip of hot tea, sir."

"Oh! Thank you for that." The guard guarding the city gate said with a smile.

Kang Er got on the horse again, tugged the package behind his back, and walked along the road to the government office.

He still understands this idea of ​​human nature.

On this trip back to Huju, he spent a lot of effort to bring a change of clothes that Yan Hushu had left in the government office.

Some miscellaneous commonly used things were also packed away.

Kang Er's flattery this time was on point.

Yan Huaiwen rarely praised "not bad".

This one sentence is enough to keep Kang Ermei busy for most of the day.

He happily fetched water, boiled water and prepared things for washing.

By the time Yan Huaiwen was clean, Kang Er had already diligently washed all the dirty clothes he had changed out of, and was using a hemp rope to put a hood on the big tree in the courtyard where they were temporarily staying.

Yan Huaiwen withdrew his gaze, casually moved his long hair to one side, and leaned on the kang bed.

What he was holding was a book called "The Doctrine of the Mean", and he remembered very clearly that this was the basis for the last policy decision in the Guanzhou Prefecture's examination in August this year.

He was taking the exam in Qishan Mansion, and the last question was from "Han Feizi".

Han Xianxian advocated governing the country according to law, and the law is not noble...

In retrospect, it was no coincidence that he was promoted to the Taiping Guard after winning the election.

It was the old emperor who made the move in advance.

Among all the big houses, Juzi, who was born in Qishan House, is indeed more violent and can't get rid of the sand in his eyes.

I am used to the harsh conditions of the world, and once I hold a blade, I want to wipe out all the injustice in the world!

Kang Er stretched out his clothes until they were smooth without any wrinkles, then turned around and returned to the house.

Seeing Yan Huaiwen reading a book on the kang, he immediately slowed down his steps.

I took out the tea that Yan Huaiwen often drank from the bag and was about to brew it when I suddenly thought of something. I picked up the empty teapot on the table and looked carefully inside and out. I could see that the teapot was clean, but Kang Er still felt that he should Wash it again.

When you don't pay attention, everything seems ordinary.

But once you put your mind to it, you will really find that everything is different.

The Yan family are very clean, but Yan Hushu is even more particular about it.

Fortunately, none of this troubles Kang Er.

At any rate, his family's life had been pretty good before, and his brother had been an official before, so he served his boss with the same standards as serving an official, which was appropriate.

Dong Weng's theory was something he figured out on the road.

It has to be his brother. After all, being an official and acting differently, he changed his tune long ago.

But here, he was called Brother Yan at first, then Yan Xiucai, and then Yan Hushu. Why is this boss... I can't say it out loud.

Kang Er deeply reflected on himself.

Decided to completely change this habit starting today.

He brewed the tea, poured a cup and gently placed it on the kang table next to his friend.

"How is Huju's situation?" Yan Huaiwen asked calmly without taking his eyes off the book in his hand.

"The eldest master and the others are still surrounded by the government office. Except for the prince's people, they are only allowed in and out. Things are also checked carefully. Official documents are not in the way, but... the food and drink restrictions are extremely strict." Kang Er's eyes flashed with anger.

"After the prince heard about it, he rushed in with his entourage and a lot of food. He lived in the government office and couldn't come out. It was hard for them to stop them from delivering food to the prince." Kang Er said again: "After the villagers found out, they There were several riots outside the government office. It was Mr. Tian who heard the commotion and shouted at the people to leave through the door. After that, the villagers stopped making trouble and instead threw things into the government office, including food and everything..."

Kang Er was holding the palace wooden sign, so he could go in and out without any hindrance. However, he wanted to bring more belongings belonging to his Dong Weng, and he was worried that the border troops guarding the government office would carefully check them. If his Dong Weng found out that he would be unhappy, he would take advantage of the villagers. When they were throwing things in, ask them to help with the throwing.

After Master Tian learned about it, he asked him to go out and wait by the wall outside. Several servants lifted the ladder to the room easily, hung the baggage with a rope, and dropped it firmly into his hand.

"Dong Weng, since you can walk from the roof, why doesn't Master Tian take people away?"

"Leave? Where to?" Yan Huaiwen said calmly: "When you are in a dilemma, don't panic. You must see clearly whether the key to breaking the situation is in the situation or outside the situation."

Kang Er saw that Dong Weng didn't say anything more, so he didn't ask and retreated quietly.

...

Yan Yu and others came to the border between Gufeng and Leshan.

Master Gufeng sent a lot of city guards to garrison here.

It was snowing and cold, and people ran to a remote place to work. This master was thoughtful and had sufficient supplies.

These city guards were not only dressed thickly, but also had good food. Not to mention meat every meal, they could still see meat every two days.

In addition, there were many barren mountains nearby, and they went up to search secretly, and they really found a lot of frozen meat.

Unfortunately, the weather gradually warmed up, the ice and snow melted, and it was easy to find the frozen dead wild animals, but after finding them, looking at their colors and smelling their flavors... there were really not many that were edible.

Even this sporadic harvest was good, and everyone was very happy with the occasional extra meal.

Yan Yu and his friends came over, and there was no need to get close to them, because they knew each other.

That day, the Beirong attacked Xiaoan Village, and they were the reinforcements from Gufeng.

Gufeng's city guards were very impressed by these little kids who could shoot arrows.

Later, Xiaoan Village often went to Gufeng to collect firewood and sell charcoal, and they were all under their noses.

"You guys, don't you know we are here, so you chase us here to sell firewood and charcoal? Hahaha!" The first person who spoke laughed to himself.

Yan Yu:...

Boy Scout:...

Guessed it right.

They just want to sell good charcoal and buy more coal.

Another slow day writing~

Zhaizhai is really racking his brains, the Three Kings Meeting is coming soon, ahhhhh~~~~