The peasant girl who escaped the desert: she cried when she found the cruel prince

Chapter 81 This is Home
"Let's do this. Just pay five taels of silver to each of us. We will suffer some losses and go to the doctor ourselves, so you won't bother you to take us to the hospital."

Manager Wang almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Why the hell didn't you go and grab it? Five taels of silver can buy two slaves in this border town. How dare you say that you will suffer a loss?

Jing Li narrowed her eyes and looked at Manager Wang: "What? The manager thinks this request is too much. He wants to take us to the hospital. Go and ask General Chen to come over and ask him to bring a few more people. Let's just say we have several people." The old lady was so angry that she asked him to send her to the hospital."

Manager Wang was so angry that he threw out a bag of silver: "Is it enough to count?"

Xiao Su and Erlang hurriedly stepped forward to count the money. After counting, they said to Jing Li, "Ah Li, there's half a pound more money."

Jing Li scolded loudly: "Why don't you give it back to the chief steward quickly? You are all short-sighted. I have told you so many times that we, an innocent family, cannot steal or rob, let alone take advantage of others."

Xiao Su cowardly said: "Aren't you planning to pay the big manager back? Well, big manager, I'll give you the extra half a pound of money."

Manager Wang took the money, threw it away, and left with the thugs without saying a word.

When the little Cuiniang saw the person leaving, she hurriedly stepped on the sole of her foot. When she saw that the people around her were no longer looking at her, she quickly put her hands and feet into the waistband of her trousers.

This farce stunned Li Xunyin and the two government servants who led the way. You know, the Wang family has been hovering here for more than ten years, but no one dared to slap Wang in the face like this. Even the wealthy squire from Mayi saw Wang. When you are in charge, you have to bow your head.

This group of refugees who had fled from famine actually dared to slap Manager Wang in the face so directly, and even extorted people's money when they were done. The key point was that Manager Wang didn't even dare to say anything.

Li Xunyin's waist bent even lower, and the two leading government officials also changed their attitudes 180 degrees. They introduced the situation of Lao Beishan with great enthusiasm along the way.

"Old Beishan is about sixty miles away from us. The mountain is very big. If you have nothing to do, don't go into the mountain. It is said that the old hunter can't get out even if he goes in."

"Although Beishan Village is a bit deserted, it doesn't take much trouble to draw water. There is no need to dig a well because it is close to the Beishui River."

"As long as the Liao people don't cross the river, the place is actually quite good!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone fell silent, and two hundred pairs of eyes looked at the government servant who had just spoken.

Daqing, this is the first line of defense against the Liao people. No wonder the place is sparsely populated, who dares to go there.

The yamen officer immediately wanted to give himself a slap in the face and tell you to talk nonsense. This group of people has a background. What if they don't go?
The yamen servant showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "Well, there are a lot of prey in the mountains, as well as mushrooms and other things. There is no shortage of food. It's quite good."

Mrs. Fan smiled and showed her gap teeth: "It's very good. We will eat mushroom soup during the few days we settle down."

Hunter Zhao also grinned and said, "I'll put a few more traps on and see if I can trap some rabbits and pheasants, and put them in mushroom soup to stew some meaty flavor for you."

The old blacksmith said in a loud voice: "Then I will go to the river to catch some fish, and then we can make fish soup?"

Aunt An laughed and said: "Emma! These days are really good, there are mushrooms, meat and fish."

Fan Gouchen, the youngest son of Fan Ershao's family, flexed his fingers and said with a smile, "Grandma, then I want to eat two fishes."

Lao Wangtou's little grandson was not happy: "Why do you eat two, and I want to leave some for my grandpa and brother!"

The yamen servant breathed a sigh of relief. It would be better if these people didn't talk about going back.

However, Li Xunyin complained in his heart: "I haven't even seen a fart before I started thinking about good things. If rabbits and fish were so easy to catch, prisoners wouldn't be exiled there every year." There were no people or horses along the way. Many children were unable to walk with adults hanging on their arms, and even the animals needed a beating before they could walk.

It was early in the morning, and everyone looked at everything in front of them. Is this the home arranged for us?
The Beishui River flows under the moonlight, and the water is rippling like a painting.

Laobei Mountain stood majestically in the night. Occasionally, the howl of wolves could be heard faintly, and the old crows squawked and flew over everyone's heads.

Fan Goucheng and Wang Jindan could no longer hold back their tears: "How can we sleep without a room, a bed, and nothing!"

Someone came out from the village with a torch, and the Yamen servant stepped forward and shouted, "Are they from Lao Wang's family?"

The person who came was a dry old man. He squinted his eyes and took a good look: "There are a lot of people here. Sir, we can't arrange it."

The yamen officer stepped forward and lowered his voice: "Tell Wang Lizheng that you have to find a way to give people a nest first to deal with the two-night stay and give them a chance to breathe."

The dry old man made a grimace: "How dare I say, who are the people in Wang Lizheng's family? Sir, you don't know, how can I."

Jing Li spoke from behind: "Sir, please don't bother this old man. We will settle it ourselves. Your Majesty, we have had a hard time escorting us all the way. It's better to go back and do business as soon as possible!"

Mr. Jing also held the government servant's hand: "Sir, thank you for your hard work! I will thank you after we have settled in."

While he was talking, the Yamen servant felt something stuffed into the palm of his hand. The Yamen servant squeezed it quietly and found about two coins, and the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It's just my duty. If you need me in the future, just come to me, Xu San, at the Yamen Gate."

Li Xunyin also wanted to leave, but was held back by Haitang delicately: "Sir, didn't you say that you have to watch us settle down before you can leave with peace of mind? Besides, it's dark and the roads are slippery, so I really don't feel at ease. very."

The two yamen servants no longer called Li Xunyin, and they looked at each other winkingly: "Sir, since the girl is kind enough to persuade you to stay, we won't delay and will take the first step."

The two government officials left with envious expressions on their faces. Look at what they are capable of. They can give away a beautiful woman to a refugee.

Li Xunyin was about to cry but had no tears: Don't go, take me with you. This is not a beauty, she is a female ghost wearing a beauty's skin!
Mr. Jing glanced at Li Xunyin and continued talking to the dry old man: "My eldest brother's surname is Wang. Emma, ​​we are a family. Come here, Mr. Wang, this is your family!"

Jing Li looked at the empty field in front of her and clapped her hands: "Start work!"

Soon, several fires were burning in the field. A few women could not see far away from the fires. They spread the branches cut down by the men flatly, put quilts on them, and then put the sleeping children one by one. Put it on.

The shirtless men were chopping down trees while an old blacksmith led a few strong men to drive nails into the ground.

The Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, and we are more exposed. It is no longer possible to just lie down and be done like when we were fleeing the famine. Fortunately, Jingli bought a lot of tarpaulins and Wuzui Mountain looted a lot, so we were able to build a few simple tents.

Zhu Chengcai stood by the river and looked at the sparkling river. He was inspired by poetry: "My eyes are fascinated by the waves of light and shadow, this body."

Mrs. Ge slapped him on the back: "What a fool! Go collect firewood!"

(End of this chapter)