Lonely non-good minister

Chapter 318 Intentional Exposure
The surroundings are open, but Song Yuan feels suffocated, suffocated by suffering and desolation. In this kind of day, there is really no hope.

She touched her body and wanted to give them some money to buy food as before, but when she grabbed the purse, her heart burned.

Is money really useful in this kind of place?What they need is food, not money.

She looked at Wei Yan and wanted to ask him if he had brought any food, but then she thought about it, a few cakes and a few mouthfuls of food could not save the family at all, what they needed was hope.

"There will be food distributed to every household before winter, so you don't have to worry about that." Zhang Xi said with a look of unbearable: "Let's take care of the present first, life will get better."

The old man and the old woman didn't speak, Zhang He boarded the bullock cart and walked away, they were still sitting on the ground covering their faces and weeping.

"There are very few strong laborers in Jiuquan?" Song Yuan was a little depressed.

Zhang Yun hurriedly said, "Most of the soldiers at the border checkpoints are men from Jiuquan. If there is any damage in battle, the men from Jiuquan will make up for it first."

"Although conscription is mostly based on their origin, they are usually transferred to other places to prevent collusion with the local elders. Why do frontier checkpoints use Jiuquan men?" Song Yuan didn't quite understand this point, she didn't know much about the facts in the army. , very little contact.

Zhang He had a troubled expression, obviously not easy to explain. He pursed his lips and was still deliberating, Wei Yan said: "The sideline is bitter and cold. If they dare to escape in danger, their family members will be in deep danger. Using them is to Let them try their best to stop them when they are facing danger, so as to delay the preparation of the reinforcements."

Such a reason was beyond Song Yuan's expectation. She was at a loss for words for a while, and the stale air in her heart became more and more heavy, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

The next few people on the road didn't speak anymore. When they returned to the town, it was still early, and it was not convenient for them to go further away, so the trip could only end here.

The Sinon official sent the record of the old man's complaint to the Mingtang of the county captain, and immediately returned to ask Anzhou for advice. Song Yuan was sitting in the yard and came to the northwest. She was shocked many times. Huangsha not only covered her The dry bones of the battlefield gradually covered up the hope in her heart.

She doesn't like it here, she doesn't like it very much, she likes the greenery and vitality, she can't stand this wasteland with no hope in sight.

But she can't leave, she is not a commoner here, she is the parent official here, she can't leave here for her own comfort.

Song Yuan lay on her knees and comforted herself many times before she regained her energy. Zhang He and the others were still talking to An Zhou in the room, and Wei Yan stood guard at the door, quietly watching her without knowing it. how long.

"Your Highness." The guard came back, twisted in a man, and shoved him to the ground: "He's caught."

The man was terrified, and immediately knelt into a ball on the ground, shrinking his head, for fear that Song Yuan would eat him.

Song Yuan sighed, she didn't even bother to open her mouth to ask, she nodded to the guard, and the guard started, kicking the man down, and kicking him several times after he kneeled down in panic, kicking him several times, although he didn't hurt him, but It has scared him a lot.

"This man is dumb, his tongue was cut off." The guard told Song Yuan before he began to ask: "I said you nodded, you followed us, are you being instructed by someone?"

The man lay on the ground silently, although trembling, he refused to cooperate at all.

Song Yuan got up: "Kill, kill the corpse."

"Ahhh!" The man panicked, not only straightened his body, but nodded desperately with the only sound he could make. Seeing that Song Yuan was not interested in talking to him, he could only nod wildly at the guard.

The guard glanced at Song Yuan, and continued to ask: "Are you the Huns' eyeliner?"

He shook his head, because he was flustered, he waved his hands at a loss and desperately denied it, for fear that he would have something to do with the Huns.

"Are you under the command of the commander-in-chief of the Jiuquan garrison?" Song Yuan looked back at him. She just made a casual guess, but she wasn't sure whether it was accurate.

He froze for a moment, and his denial was a bit guilty.

The guard suddenly frowned: "Why are you staring at us?"

The man didn't respond. He was mute and couldn't speak or write. His babbling gestures were incomprehensible.

"Your Highness." Wei Yan leaned over, "Jiuquan Commander, it's Eighth Master."

The eighth brother, Song Ling, is the younger brother of the sixth brother, Song Qian, and his mother.

What could it be if he made people stare at him?

Song Yuan couldn't think of the reason for a moment, but Song Ling's move made her very disgusted. She and Song Ling had no real interest relationship, and her inspection in Jiuquan would not hinder Song Ling. She couldn't let her catch up. I went to visit Song Ling before doing anything else?

From the point of view of her rank, she was far ahead of Song Ling. Even if she wanted to visit, it should be Song Ling who took the initiative to find her.

"The villain's actions are uneasy and kind." Song Yuan glanced at the person. Such eyeliner is of no value. They won't know too much. .

Inside the room, Zhang Yun heard the commotion outside and came out to have a look. Seeing the guard dragging the man out, he still looked at Song Yuan with some puzzlement.

"Master Zhang, as the commander of Jiuquan, my starling didn't cause you any trouble, right?" Song Yuan became polite. She really didn't have much respect for the eighth brother Song Ling. Although Song Ling was eight or nine years older than her, she didn't have any elder brothers. Before leaving home, she often played tricks on cats and dogs to bully her.

Moreover, he is cunning, liar by nature, a bully with no sense of responsibility, Song Chun has punished him several times for this, and because of this, Concubine Liu was very displeased. Jealous of her taking away Emperor Hong Ming's favor as a maid, she fought secretly many times.

She asked this question, but Zhang He shook his head: "Your official doesn't have much contact with the general in the army. On weekdays, it is the county guard who negotiates with the general. Most of them ask them to strengthen their patrols, so as not to harass the Xiongnu's scattered cavalry."

"That's good. The itinerary is really tight this time. Otherwise, I should go to see my brother. I'm rude if I didn't go immediately." She said this inexplicably, although Zhang Yun didn't understand what she was saying to him, But he didn't ask stupidly.

Song Yuan looked into the room: "Master Zhang, have you talked?"

"Not yet, but Mr. An's profound knowledge is really respectable. If it weren't for your lord's tight schedule, I would really like to ask Mr. An to stay longer and take a closer look at the farmland in Jiuquan." Zhang Yun's words came from the heart. Fault, although these officials are well-read, they can't do anything about farming alone, they can only listen to the old people's experience and resign themselves to fate.

Now that Anzhou came, it can be regarded as picking up those lost knowledge and teaching them to them, and they are naturally very grateful.

Song Yuan smiled: "The itinerary is indeed tight, and we have to set off tomorrow to go to Xihai County."

(End of this chapter)