The eldest daughter of a peasant family: They are all my sisters’ passers-by

Lan Wangshu was also confused at this moment and couldn't understand why things turned out like this.

If I had known that her identity was so useful, I would not have brought Cang Wenyuan here.

The young man looked a little confused. Was he mistaken? He was a Jinshi, but now he was no longer as useful as Miss Lan. How could he seek justice?

The refugees looked at the officers and soldiers' attitude towards Lan Wangshu and began to believe most of what she said. They remembered Zui Fusheng and Miss Lan and believed that if they could survive this time, they would definitely come back to repay them in the future.

Walking into the city, the lives of the people did not seem to be greatly affected. Except for some fluctuations in the prices of goods, everything else was fine.

"Let's go directly to the county government office."

The officers and soldiers took over Cang Wenyuan's work and invited the man to the ox cart at the back. The young man's eyes passed over the people who were crushed and came to Lan Wangshu's side.

"How do you know they are spies?"

"I do not know."

Lan Wangshu lowered his head and hid his face inside his jacket. His hair was messed up by the wind and he looked unclear.

Cang Wenyuan couldn't believe his ears. How could such a thing be said casually? She was too bold.

"Are you crazy? How dare you say that?"

Lan Wangshu opened his eyes and glanced at him. There was no fear in his eyes at all, only calmness.

"Is there any difference between their actions and those of spies? It was all arranged by the government. As long as they hold on for a while, they can live a new life. Magistrate He and the people in the city are helping them. Why are they still being maliciously speculated? Those who come out to cause trouble at this time are very likely to be spies, even if they are not."

Cang Wenyuan was so angry at her self-righteous look that he almost laughed. He didn't know what to say. She was really a newborn calf that was not afraid of a tiger.

"You can't just talk about this kind of thing. If it's not right, the government will definitely give you trouble."

Lan Wangshu couldn't help but put on the expression of an old man on the subway looking at his phone, with his brows furrowed and his facial features gathered together.

Cang Wenyuan was so angry that he lost his temper. What's with that expression? Does he dislike him?

"Brother Cang, have you never been an official?"

Cang Wenyuan paused, and fell silent for a moment, with nothing to say. He indeed had never been an official, he only had an official title in vain.

"Why do you say that?"

The man turned slightly away and didn't look at her.

"Guess what will happen if we let these people continue to stir up trouble?"

Cang Wenyuan didn't say anything, but his expression became a little grim.

"So, regardless of whether they are spies or not, now, they can only be spies. Compared with the innocence of a few people and the safety of the people of the entire city, what do you think the government will choose? Taking a step back, if you were the county magistrate, would you rather lock up the suspected spies or let them instigate the riot?"

The young man pursed his lips, listened to your words, and reshaped his outlook on life.

He had never felt that his cognition was so broken. What Lan Wangshu said seemed to make a lot of sense, but it was also very different from what was said in the book. Some of his ideas could even be said to be despicable.

Cang Wenyuan was a little doubtful of himself. After reading so many books, was he still going to choose to deal with things this way?

"I never thought that one day you would be the one to teach me how to be an official."

The young man stretched out his curled legs, leaned against the shaft of the cart, and his eyes were empty.

"I know what you want to say. You have read so many books and want to be a gentleman. You think this approach is scheming and may even hurt some people."

Cang Wenyuan smiled lightly, full of self-mockery.

"I thought I was one of the few people in the world who was good at reading, but now I can't understand the books I've read. Am I wrong?"

"Of course you are right, but what you have learned is to restrain people like you. If you are a gentleman, then the truth can only be used to restrain gentlemen."

Lan Wangshu sighed. She didn't expect that she would be teaching people in their twenties. She only knew that scholars were pedantic and was worried that Cang Wenyuan would get stuck in a dead end. Although this guy was a bit annoying, he had decent character and was a responsible person.

"Brother Cang, special times call for special methods, just like treating an illness. You need to use different prescriptions for different people. You need to stabilize the condition first. What do you think?"

Cang Wenyuan seemed to have listened to him, and Lan Wangshu said no more. It would not be appropriate for her to say too much at her age. As a Jinshi of such age, she should be able to think clearly.

In silence, the huge group of people walked towards the county government office. When County Magistrate He heard that Lan Wangshu was bringing spies with him, he hurriedly invited them in.

"Spies, what spies? Sir He, did I hear you correctly?"

The county magistrate paused with his pen, and the ink spread out, leaving a large spot on the white paper.

"It seems so. Let's wait until someone comes in."

As soon as Lan Wangshu entered the room, he saw familiar faces inside. Following behind him were a number of refugees who looked pale and skinny and wore tattered clothes. The soldiers also had several people tied up in their hands.

"This is?"

"I greet you all, my Lords."

County Magistrate He waved his hand, not wanting her to go through all the false formalities, and directly stated the purpose of their visit and the situation of these people.