Dressed as the best old lady in the famine years, I suddenly became rich

Zheng Hui was responsible for watching over the exiled prisoners today, so he simply followed Ke Muqing's carriage and walked slowly while chatting with Ke Muqing.

Naturally, we talked about the affairs of Yan County and Yun County.

"Auntie, I heard my colleagues in the city's yamen talking about Magistrate Zhuang of Yun County. When we were able to buy food in Yun County, it was Magistrate Zhuang who opened a grain depot privately to help the people."

"Later, the King of Yan found out about this matter, and he ordered the beheading of Magistrate Zhuang County. It was the people in Yun County who heard the news, and all the people wrote in blood to plead for mercy. The King of Yan, because of the people's petition, changed the beheading to expulsion. Yan County.”

This news is indeed shocking.

"Magistrate Zhuang is a good official who truly serves the people. It's such a pity." After saying that, Ke Muqing realized another thing.

"The county magistrate should be appointed by the imperial court. Although the King of Yan is a prince, and although the county magistrate of Zhuang is serving in another area, he is also an official of the imperial court. Why can the King of Yan behead him just as he says?"

"Who says it's not the case?" Zheng Hui shrugged, "But which of those princes can control them now? These princes are the emperors of the land in their lands. When they kill a small county magistrate, they can just find someone who can listen to them. It’s just a perfunctory excuse, and the court can’t really do this to the prince for a small county magistrate.”

"Magistrate Zhuang was once a prostitute, but in the end he had no official position and was expelled from the country."

There was no one else here, and he knew that Ke Muqing was not the kind of person who spread rumors randomly. In addition, he had a good relationship with Yang Wenxiao, so Zheng Hui and Ke Muqing talked much more casually.

"I heard that when Magistrate Zhuang was driven out of Yun County, he only had one servant with him. He was an upright official and had been magistrate of Yun County for several years. He had only as much as he had when he took office and left with as much as he had, even his clothes. These are the ones I brought with me when I took office.”

Zheng Hui thought it was a pity, what a good official, "When he left Yun County, the people were reluctant to go back even after seeing him off for ten miles. I heard that the cries of the people could be heard hundreds of miles away."

The latter words are a bit exaggerated, but I can still imagine the scene that day.

When it was almost noon, the front suddenly stopped, and Zheng Hui rode to the front to see the situation.

After Zheng Hui left, Yang Chengzhuo suddenly asked from his soul, "Grandma, how can a good official be so poor?"

"The imperial court has a salary. You can't be poor, but you can't be rich. Of course, this is the case for being a good and honest official." Ke Muqing said, "If you are like those corrupt officials who sell a bucket of water for three to four hundred coins, Their families don’t know how rich they are.”

After all, the exploitation of the people did not just start now.

"Corrupt officials are criticized by everyone, but they are rich, and good officials are loved by everyone, but they are poor." Yang Chengzhuo sighed like a little adult, and then touched the head of Yang Chengzhi who was practicing writing.

"Brother, from now on you should be a good official. If you are poor, be poorer. From now on, you should leave the money-making matters to me. You will be your poor official. I will earn my money and then I will share it with you."

Yang Chengzhi pushed Yang Chengzhuo's hand away, "I want to be a good official who can earn my own money. I don't need to share my brother's money with me."

"Then you have to be busy to death?" Yang Chengzhuo had an expression on his face that said, "Are you stupid?"

"Then I'll marry a wife who can make money." After Yang Chengzhi finished speaking, he handed a piece of writing he had just finished to Ke Muqing, "Grandma, have I made any progress in my writing today?"

"Yes, it's getting better day by day." Ke Muqing nodded, "You are a good student in reading."

Ke Muqing's praise made Yang Chengzhi even more confident. Zheng Hui came back after a while.

"Auntie, there is a village intersection ahead. Villagers are kneeling and begging and blocking the road." Zheng Hui said, "Chen Hu lost his temper and whipped an elderly villager to death, which angered the villagers. The boss is trying to figure it out from the front, madam, just wait where you are."

Ke Muqing said hello, and Zheng Hui left again.

Ke Muqing led several children out of the carriage to get some fresh air. Not far away, she saw Yang Jiye standing there calling her.

Ke Muqing turned around and walked in a different direction with her children. It was really unlucky to look at them even more.

Doctor Zhou had already gone to the front to help, and Ke Xiucai also led the Ke children out of the car for a walk. As soon as Yang Shuangshuang saw Ke Baoxuan, she ran towards her.

"You guys are playing here, don't go anywhere else, I'll go ahead and have a look." Ke Muqing told a few children, and then continued walking forward with Ke Xiucai.

As soon as I got closer, I could hear someone crying and cursing, "You bitches, give my mother's life back! We just want to beg for food, even if we block your way, we are not guilty." Death, if we weren’t about to starve to death, none of us would have the right to come here and be a beggar.”

Yin Tang was standing behind, and Ke Muqing walked over and asked in a low voice, "How is the situation?"

"It's difficult to handle." Yin Tang shook his head, "People from the whole village came, and another life was caused. The boss has sent people back to the county government to look for people, but I guess the county government will not take care of it if there is no benefit. , it’s already noon, tell the people behind you not to set up a stove here to cook, just take care of whatever you have to eat.”

Ke Muqing nodded, "These villagers are obviously not good at first glance. If you cook here, you are just waiting for them to rob you."

Everyone understands such a simple truth.

"Sister, if you are bored, go for a walk around. It probably won't be that fast here." Yin Tang gestured to Ke Muqing, "If this is not handled well, we might be stuck here all afternoon."

Ke Muqing understood that this meant that he was afraid that he would be exhausted, and it would probably be a matter of who could not consume him in the end, unless the local government officials came to help.

Since Ke Muqing didn't go back so quickly, after explaining to his family, Ke Muqing said he wanted to go somewhere else for a walk.

Yang Yi and the others wanted to refuse to give in to Ke Muqing. Yesterday, they heard Old Man Zhu talk about the purple cloud orchid he got by chance in the mountains. Now that he has time, Ke Muqing wants to go to the mountains to try his luck.

The mountains here are almost bald, and all edible wild vegetables have been dug up by nearby villagers. Along the way, you can only see bare land, and only drought-resistant but inedible vegetation is still alive.

Ke Muqing first found a tree, took out a shovel from the space, dug a big hole, and buried a large tank of water and a large bag of grain in it.

Before putting a sack of grain into the pit, it was wrapped tightly in oilcloth to prevent nearby animals from smelling it.

Thanks to his strength, Ke Muqing was not tired at all after doing these things. After burying the things, he had to restore the soil on the ground a little, and then used a knife to carve marks on the tree trunks.

Ke Muqing had buried them in several places along the way, and she didn't know if Yang Xiuxiang and the others would be lucky enough to find the ones she left behind when they fled the famine in the future.