Sweet and warm little peasant woman

Chapter 337

"Why does the princess care about the benevolence of a woman? Does it matter whether those people live or die? Xuanyuan's land is defended by soldiers, what can they do?
Many of those people outside are criminals who violated the law of Xuanyuan. It is winter now, and the stone factory on the back slope mountain is closed, so they can wander around the city. If spring comes, they will all have to go back to work on the mountain, and they will die sooner or later. People, why do they care? "

"If the general is willing to borrow it, I will repay it three times in the future!"

"This violates military discipline, please forgive me for not obeying orders!"

"What if I buy it at a high price?"

"I'm sorry, I can't do anything about any violations of military discipline!" After Trull finished speaking, he cupped his fists at her, turned around and left the inner court. When he left the door, he suddenly said in a voice that others could hear :

"Why did I think it was so naive that I wanted to borrow military rations? The military pay from the court is not enough, and I still want to borrow military rations and let people live?"

Tong Xiaowu frowned when she heard this, Xuanyuan Yuchen stepped forward and hugged her shoulder: "Don't be sad, let's find another way!"

"What's going on in this Beizhou? It's difficult everywhere, not to mention that it's hard to move, and there are internal and external troubles, and they don't even pay the military salary? If the military department goes against the sky, can we live on?"

Tong Xiaowu was also angry, and she didn't know what the court was thinking. In Xuanyuan, only the north had riots, but they didn't support it at all. How could they win the battle.

"Things are not as simple as we thought!" Xuanyuan Yuchen opened the door curtain, looked at Trull who was walking away, and clenched his fists into balls.

Seeing his expression, Tong Xiaowu suddenly realized: "You mean that the imperial court has paid the general's salary?"

"En!" Xuanyuan Yuchen nodded heavily, "In the hands of Trull and Qu Boyi, I am not the biggest king in this Northern State. Before I came, they were the biggest kings in this Northern State."

"No wonder the court asked Trull to go to the west to guard the border and he quit. He turned out to be the local emperor here." In this way, some things can be explained. What is for revenge and what is for the interests of the country, now it seems that maybe all is fake.

"My lady doesn't know, right? Trull's wife is Qu Boyi's younger sister..."

Tong Xiaowu looked at him in surprise, "They still have this relationship?"

She asked someone all morning, but she didn't get any such news. Now it seems that the situation here is more complicated than what she knew before.

"Not only that, but Trull is also the general who suppressed the north once praised by the emperor, and Beiming is also connected with them. Now there is a popular saying in this northern state: officials are not officials, bandits are not bandits, south is not south, north is not north, There is wind in the anticline mountain, and there are ghosts in Beizhou City..."

Hearing this, Tong Xiaowu felt a pain in the back of her head, "Then how can we continue here? Not to mention, the refugees at the gate can't just ignore them? Although I'm not a kind person, but If these people die at our door, wouldn’t it be difficult for us in the future.”

Xuanyuan Yuchen turned back and stroked Tong Xiaowu's hair, "Don't worry, we also have our own people. Wuyumen has already set up a branch in Heilang County, and that is also a border gate, but it is three hundred miles south of Heilang County. The town of Dabajia is a trading town, we can go there to sell grain, and then let the officers and soldiers of Heilang County help transport it back."

When Tong Xiaowu heard this, she nodded, "I even forgot that my husband is a prince who can mobilize troops and officers and soldiers. Even if they are emperors, they are not as grand as my minister in name."

"Of course, I'm afraid I can't move the officers and soldiers from Beizhou. As for Heilang County, there's no problem!" Xuanyuan Yufeng was very pleased when he heard this, and hugged her happily.

"Don't worry, open the door to give porridge. Your husband, I will let someone buy the grain from Beizhou City first, and let him live every day!"

"Yes, Mr. Xianggong!" Although Beizhou is not big, there are also several food stores. First buy some, and then collect some from the mansion. Today, at least the refugees outside can survive for a day, and she will think of other ways tomorrow.

The porridge began to be given out in the evening, and the gate of the palace was not dared to open. The side door was also guarded by servants, and then some strong refugees from the local area were asked to help, so the porridge shed was set up.

Tong Xiaowu stood in the shed to help cook porridge, looking at the people in tattered clothes outside, she felt mixed feelings in her heart.

Nanny Zhang was helping, looking sideways at her, with a smile on her face. The princess said every day that she was not a kind person, and that she always said that she did things with a purpose. In fact, she was the most soft-hearted, the most I can't stand the misery and helplessness in this world.

The crowd outside was a bit messy at first, and there were even scenes of wanting to loot food, but after on-site maintenance, everyone settled down, queuing up, waiting for the porridge.

Time passed little by little, night came, the north wind howled, the firewood on the stove was burning vigorously, the rice porridge in the pot had already blossomed, and after a while of slow cooking, the porridge could be boiled.

"Northern wind howls, war drums shake, Beizhou Road is long, Xuanhe River is turbulent, winter is cold for half a year, horses are stationed in the north, soldiers are shedding blood, fighting for thousands of miles in the wilderness, when to build great achievements, Huanfengguan Yongan..."

Tong Xiaowu was stirring the porridge pot when the queue behind him suddenly sang a song. At first it was a low and slow singing, but gradually it turned into a high-pitched and uplifting singing...

She turned her head slowly, opened the curtain of the porridge shed, and looked outside. The refugees lowered their heads and sang in unison. Although they buried their cheeks, their singing was deafening and went straight to the sky.

Snowflakes floated from the sky, and large flakes fell, reflecting the singing, which was extraordinarily majestic.

The people in the palace were all surprised to see this scene, all the refugees here in Beizhou could sing this song.

Yesterday afternoon, when they entered the city, the images of these people throwing stones and clods at them have all disappeared.

In their eyes, these refugees who had no clothes and no food to eat, these people who lived in Beizhou all the year round and had no choice to escape, became extremely tall.

Tong Xiaowu couldn't hold it back, tears fell, she covered her mouth, looked at the scene in front of her, she said that troublesome people came out of poor mountains and bad waters, it turned out not to be true, they also prayed to serve the country, they also prayed for the prosperity of the country and the safety of the people, but sometimes it really is helpless.

Tong Xiaowu turned back to the porridge shed, wiped away her tears, looked at the refugees helping to chop firewood and asked, "What's the name of this song? Can you all sing it?"

"Back to Princess, we all know how to sing. This song is called Yibeihan. It was a song rewritten by the former general Xuanyuan. After General Xuanyuan died in battle, this song has been handed down and has been sung for many years." That The refugee answered.

　It's cold in the north, is it cold?When you come to the three eastern provinces, you will know what winter is, and when you come to Inner Mongolia, you will know what it means to die in the east!It's really cold!His forehead was so painful!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)