Wei and Jin Cooks

   Chapter 427 Refugees

   Lu Hu, who was following Zhao Erlang, has been paying attention to the soldiers beside Zhao Hanzhang. Seeing the change in the slogan, he immediately said, "Little general, your lord, let us rush out to the southwest..."

Zhao Erlang pulled the reins and rushed to the other side with his men, and he rushed out of the encirclement in a short while. The refugees could not connect end to end where he rushed, and the attack weakened immediately, and some people saw cavalry coming. , without caring about looting the goods, he turned around and ran into the mountains.

   But will Zhao Erlang let them run away? He immediately drives them around and drives them back to the road.

   After a quarter of an hour, the fighting ceased in the field, and all the refugees were forced to divide into six circles. Some people had lost their wooden sticks and squatted on the ground, while most of them were standing, watching the cavalry guards back to back.

  Fu Tinghan and the others also arrived. Seeing another team of soldiers and horses with a larger number, the refugees were even more desperate. Those who held stones and did not want to drop them also dropped the stones, and squatted on the ground.

  Fu Tinghan didn't expect her to move so fast. He rode to her side, glanced around and said, "Is it a bandit or a refugee?"

   Zhao Hanzhang: "It all counts."

  The young man standing on the carriage had bright eyes, jumped out of the carriage and hurried towards Zhao Hanzhang...

   Zhao Hanzhang showed a gentle and polite smile, dismounted and stood still.

  Fu Tinghan also dismounted, looking at the young man who was rushing, slightly surprised, isn't this Zhuanzhuan?

   Zhu Chuan hurriedly walked in front of him, inserted his sword back, and tidied up his sleeves and robes before raising his hand and bowing deeply, "Thank you, Governor Zhao for saving your life."

   Zhao Hanzhang smiled and nodded slightly, "You don't need to be too polite, it's because I didn't manage my subordinates well, which made them startled."

   Zhao Hanzhang tilted his head and said to Fan Ying, "After counting all the gangsters, collect them and bring them down for resettlement."

   Fan Ying bowed in response, and immediately went down to make arrangements.

   Zhu Chuan watched Fan Ying walk towards the refugees, and couldn't help but turn around and asked Zhao Hanzhang, "I don't know what Zhao Inspector should do with these bandits?"

   Zhao Hanzhang said: "Inquire about the origin, and rush to the field to atone for his mistakes."

   Zhu Chuan killed a lot of people, so I was not dissatisfied when I heard Zhao Hanzhang dealt with it like this. After all, in this chaotic world, one moment he wanted to kill his parents, and the next moment he was like brothers, and there were many people who ate at the same table.

   His eyes fell on the soldier behind Zhao Hanzhang, and he properly expressed his doubts, "How could Zhao Shishi come here? I also thought that I could only come to visit after Xiping."

   Zhao Hanzhang said with a smile: "I'm going to Nanyang, and the country of Nanyang is not far in front of me. Did the princes come from Nanyang?"

   Zhu Chuan nodded and replied with a "yes", then smiled: "Today is really a coincidence, no matter what, I will invite Zhao Zhishi to drink a drink."

   Zhao Hanzhang agreed, and immediately let the soldiers camp on the spot.

   Zhu Chuan went to count his casualties and losses, Zhao Hanzhang then stepped forward to see the refugees, and Fu Tinghan asked the accompanying military doctor to help save the people and bandage them.

  The refugees stared at Zhao Hanzhang with wide eyes, expecting and guarding her.

  Evidently, they had all heard of the new governor.

Zhao Hanzhang stood in front of them with a look of hatred on his face, just like his own arrogant children, "The announcement of disaster relief and refugee gathering has been passed down long ago, and I still order the county and county magistrates to let the yamen serve. The officials are beating gongs and drums everywhere, just because they are afraid that you will not be able to read.”

   "This is not far from Xi'e County, Nanyang Country. Why don't you go into the city to receive relief, but instead live outside to loot?"

Seeing that Zhao Hanzhang was angry, but not violent, the refugees became more courageous. They felt sad for a while, and immediately fell to the ground in unison, and prostrated themselves on the ground: "Your Majesty, I don't want to be a gangster either. I also want to be a good citizen, but the counties in Nanyang do not allow refugees from the north to enter the city, so I was expelled from Luyang.”

   They were lying on the ground, their heads bowed deeply, Zhao Hanzhang could only hear their voices, but could not see their expressions.

   But she saw the hands with ten fingers spread out on the side of her head, her eyes swept over, each hand was red and swollen and frostbite, and some even burst open, as if she could see the bones inside.

   Her eyes slid down her hands and saw their exposed skin, the cold wind blowing through their messy hair, and the torn cloth strips on their bodies...

Zhao Hanzhang didn't know if they were frozen, or when he said something sad, his voice trembled slightly and choked out, "Although I was waiting in the wilderness, I also heard the benevolent government of the envoy, knowing that the envoy asked us to settle on the spot and wait. Relief and distribution of fields, but we have been driven out one after another, and we really dare not stay in Nanyang for a long time.”

"I heard that the envoy is in Xiping, and Runan County is your hometown. Your uncle is the one who is in charge of the government here. I think he will not disobey your order, so we came here despite the heavy snow." He said: "We originally There were only 100 people, but we encountered many victims on the road who also fled from the North, so we left together."

   Zhao Hanzhang then withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and asked, "How many of you are there?"

   "There were about 4,000 or 5,000 people originally, but it was too cold. Many people died. Some people refused to leave. They dug the soil on the spot or built grass houses for the winter. Now there are only more than 2,000 people."

   Zhao Hanzhang glanced over and saw that there were only less than a thousand people here, so he asked, "Where are the rest?"

"In the woods, it's all old and weak, women and children." The man who had been lying on his back finally raised his head slightly boldly, his dirty face was washed away with traces one after another due to tears, and he only dared to move quickly. He glanced at Zhao Hanzhang, then fell down again, lowered his head and said, "We are really too cold and too hungry. Seeing that this caravan seems to have transported a lot of grain and cloth, we can't help it..."

   Before he finished speaking, Zhao Hanzhang also understood, and ordered directly: "Take us to see."

  The man heard Zhao Hanzhang's voice calm, as if he was about to get angry, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief, got up and led Zhao Hanzhang into the woods to find him.

   Of course, it was impossible for Zhao Hanzhang to go in by herself. She brought a team in.

   Not far from entering the forest is a mountain col. Because it is a mountain col, it is not ventilated and it is slightly warmer than outside. Zhao Hanzhang walked to the edge of the **** and looked down.

   Zhao Hanzhang was slightly stunned.

   Fu Tinghan was also stunned.

   Zhao Hanzhang glanced over and said to the young man, "Bring them out."

   After saying that, he turned around and left.

Fu Tinghan watched her walk away, pretended not to see her red eyes, and stood at the exit waiting for them to come out. He counted in his heart, and counted them when they passed by. At the same time, he looked at them and estimated the approximate age, in the mind.

   A little girl walked in a hurry. She trotted two steps to keep up with the person in front of her. She stumbled on a tree stump and fell in front of Fu Tinghan with a snap.

  Fu Tinghan hurriedly stretched out her hand to help her up, and saw that she was barefoot and had several inappropriate clothes on her body, but not a single thing was intact, they were all tattered.

He glanced at her red and swollen feet, thought for a moment, took off the cloak on her body, wrapped her whole body, and emphatically wrapped her two little feet, then picked it up and glanced back, putting the rest of the Fifteen people swept over, took it in mind and turned to leave.

See you tomorrow

   (end of this chapter)