Dressed as a peasant girl, she pampered the powerful villain

After coming out of the inn, Wang Shuyan did not go back directly to Fangzikou Village. Instead, he inspected the town. After the inspection, he saw that the snow in the places he passed had rolled up layers of snow waves, and many of them were shoveled by the carriage.

The snow on the street has not been cleared, and it is deserted with only a few scattered people, each carrying charcoal in their hands. Winter food is usually prepared in advance, but if there is not much charcoal prepared, you will easily suffer from cold sickness. Getting sick costs money, and medicinal materials are much more expensive than charcoal.

I asked A Yong to go to a charcoal shop to inquire about the price, and found that it sold for thirty cents per catty. This was the price on the first day of snow.

Maybe several stores have good prices, and after asking around, they all had the same price. Silver charcoal was even more expensive, costing eighty cents per pound.

The price at the grain store is still within an acceptable range, still ten cents per catty, but the business is not as good as that of the charcoal seller.

"To make money, you have to seize the right opportunity. It seems that our charcoal can be sold." Wang Shuyan is very satisfied with this phenomenon. If the charcoal is not sold now, when will it be sold?

When passing by the county government office, Wang Shuyan saw an announcement posted on the list. The content was that the government officials had reported casualties to Tongzhou County this time. The purpose was to tell everyone that the county government's treasury had been completely used for the pension money of the injured and injured government officials. In order to ensure that the government officials received the report, After coming down to Taiping, I hope that capable people can help the county government overcome the difficulties. To put it bluntly, it means crying for money and asking for money.

However, throughout the entire article, there is no mention of the compensation for the victims, and it is simply ignored.

Wang Shuyan was speechless. He didn't know whether to call Magistrate Gu stupid or smart. However, the poor victims who were brought to death also showed that he, the magistrate, loved the people more and was more selfless.

While patrolling along the way, I found two people huddled motionless at the closed door on the side of the road, making gestures with their hands. They must be beggars.

Wang Shuyan took out a few coins and asked A Yong to send them.

Ayong hurriedly stopped the carriage and came down, took the copper plate and walked quickly.

"Hurry up and buy something warm."

A Yong put it in the hands of the two beggars and was about to leave, but saw no response from the other party. He suddenly became depressed and shouted, but there was still no response.

He secretly felt that something was wrong, so he raised his foot and kicked him. The two of them fell to each other, their bodies as stiff as ice, as if they were dead.

Wang Shuyan looked startled, jumped off the carriage and stepped forward, stretched out his hand and found that he was indeed dead.

These two beggars escaped the knife attack of the rebels, but they did not escape the severe cold of the wind and snow. They died as soon as they closed their eyes.

"This..." Ayong was stunned, with mixed emotions for a moment.

It's only been snowing for two days, and the roads are already freezing to death?

What about Zhao Qian?

With this thought, Wang Shuyan quickly got in the car and drove away towards the county gate.

Ayong hurriedly followed.

After a while, the government servant driving the bullock cart saw two people named Hanako who were freezing to death on the roadside. He picked up four coins with a normal expression, searched them, picked up the coins and put them in his pocket, and then dragged the people to the bullock cart. , stood together with several other beggars who were frozen to death, and slowly continued to patrol along the road cleared by the two carriages just now.

People die every winter, but this year there are more. There were riots yesterday and snowstorms today, so naturally there will be more.

The yamen servant felt unlucky at first, scolding the superiors for only giving him the job of burning people to death, but as he continued to do it, he became numb. From the corpses of King Rong's soldiers to the corpses of beggars, he found a lot of copper coins. An unexpected bonus.

"Grandma, I'm cold." The little girl on the bed woke up from the cold and muttered to the old man beside her. In fact, she was not only cold, but also very hungry. She hadn't eaten anything today.

Grandma, who had been coughing, suddenly stopped coughing. She shrank into the old man's arms and found that her body was even colder.

The little girl called out "grandma" twice, but the old man still didn't respond.

She got up and looked under her body and found that she had peed. No wonder she felt cold.

But grandma usually helped her change her pants. Dad and mom didn't come back after going out yesterday. She didn't know how long she would have to wait.

The cold was so uncomfortable that the little girl started crying and kept pushing the old man. The old man's face was very pale and his mouth was slightly open. He seemed to be sleeping, but he didn't respond to calls as usual.

As she cried, the little girl became inexplicably scared.

The louder and louder crying attracted the neighbor, who was the little girl's familiar aunt.

"Aunt Hua, my grandma suddenly ignored me..."

The woman who came over was stunned when she saw the motionless old woman, and called her man over.

Afterwards, the little girl's pants were changed by the woman. She watched her grandma being rolled up and carried out by two men. She trotted out and stared blankly, with a look on her face at a loss.

"Grandma" the little girl threw down the rattle and ran out, then stood in the wind and snow and opened her mouth to cry.

Two carriages passed her.

The woman quickly came out and hugged her and backed away: "Sanniang, be good, grandma is gone. It's useless for you to cry, she won't wake up."

The little girl cried with tears all over her face: "I want grandma."

The woman forcefully carried her into the house, and the little girl's cries became louder and louder: "I want grandma."

Wang Shuyan only heard the child's cry and had no idea what was happening behind the cry. Instead, she saw two men carrying a person on the mat walking in a hurry. She didn't know where they were going, but she saw a hand suddenly slipping from the mat. The whiteness was frightening.

When she realized it, there was a human inside.

After driving around and blocking the two men, Wang Shuyan asked with sharp eyebrows: "What's inside?"

The two men were suddenly blocked and were a little surprised. Seeing that she was wearing a luxurious fox fur and driving a large carriage, they thought she was either rich or noble.

Afraid of offending the noble man or misunderstanding, one of the men explained: "The old lady Qian across from my house has left, and my father and I plan to send her to the back mountain to be burned. Her son and daughter-in-law died yesterday under the sword of King Rong. There is only one little grandson left, and we have no choice. We can’t put it into the ground today, so we can only burn it.”

Another older man sighed: "Today is already the third time. King Rong is really guilty."

The sharpness in Wang Shuyan's eyes dimmed a little, and she thought for a moment and asked one more question: "Then how will her little grandson be settled now?"

The two of them looked embarrassed.

How else can we place them? If they are so young that they cannot work and waste food, they will naturally be sold to slaves.

But the two of them would not say it out loud, and only said: "Let my wife take care of him for a few days."

Wang Shuyan thought of the little girl standing thoughtfully in the middle of the road just now, and walked away without saying anything else, waving her whip.

The two men were happy that the snow on the road where the carriage passed had leveled off, making walking easier.

One of the men tucked his exposed arm back on the mat and sighed: "Aunt Qian, just go away in peace. Everyone has their own destiny. I will help Fu Niu find a good family for her."

Two carriages arrived at the main county gate one after another. Wang Shuyan only found this after searching around every county gate.

The eight county gates were damaged to varying degrees, with the main county gate being the most severely damaged.

"Brother Zhao!" Wang Shuyan called Zhao Qian twice, and then the other party noticed that someone was calling him.