So what if I traveled through time? I'll continue to roll in another place

After a busy day, Xiao Yueshan finally got some sleep. As it was almost time to get off work, he drove back to the Xiao family's house.

When Xiao's father returned home, Xiao Yueshan told him all the news that Lu Jiayan had brought.

After hearing this, Xiao Zheng's face became very serious. He realized the seriousness of the situation. "If the news is true, then the rank of the official who colluded with the enemy must be quite high. The consequences are disastrous."

Xiao Yueshan nodded in agreement.

"But it's difficult to verify and convince people based on her one-sided story, so this is a difficult problem."

Xiao Zheng pondered for a moment, "I will investigate this matter secretly. At the same time, you should also protect yourself and ask Miss Lu to pay more attention to safety. They must have a lot of people, and there may be problems in the clinic."

Xiao Yueshan nodded seriously, "My daughter understands, and father should also be careful to avoid alerting the enemy and bringing disaster upon himself."

She also felt a little worried. This matter involved a wide range of people and everyone had to be careful.

"An order was issued from the court today, ordering the second brother-in-law to go to the outskirts of the capital to meet the convoy from Yangzhou, and to go directly north with the convoy escorting military supplies, without staying in the capital. If the food and supplies can reach Jianzhou earlier, Yao'er and the others' predicament will be resolved." Xiao Zheng comforted him.

Xiao Yueshan felt slightly relieved when he heard the news.

"That's great, I hope everything goes well." She said softly.

Xiao Zheng nodded slightly.

Xiao Yueshan had dinner at the Xiao family and then returned home.

There has not been a peaceful day recently, and today is no exception.

Chu Hao Ning led his troops to meet up with the convoy from Yangzhou.

Yangzhou prefect Kou Jiayou specially sent co-prefect Zhou Qitai to be personally responsible for the affairs of raising grain and escorting it to the capital.

For the sake of his son's safety, Zhou Qitai naturally hurried all the way. Not only did he collect food and fodder according to the requirements of the Ministry of Revenue, he also reported to the Ministry of Works and requested weapons. He also transported a lot of swords, spears, and halberds improved by Zhou Yao from Xizhou to the capital.

When they arrived at the Nanjiaowei Post of Fengtian Prefecture, Chu Hao Ning was already waiting there with his men.

Zhou Qitai quickly dismounted and bowed: "Greetings, Lord Chu. The food and fodder needed by the army has been collected. Please check it."

Chu Hao Ning knew the relationship between him and himself, so he also bowed and said, "We are family, so please don't talk nonsense. Please ask the clerks to quickly count the things so that we can set off earlier."

Both of them were determined to contribute to the army, so they naturally cooperated well.

In order to save his son, Zhou Qitai raised the best supplies within his ability. Even the crew members of the donkey carts that transported the grain were carefully selected. Although they were strong in soldiers and horses, they were also capable people.

The books were checked soon and Chu Hao Ning escorted them to the capital, while Zhou Qitai prepared to report his mission and return to Yangzhou.

"Thank you, Lord Chu. If you see my son, tell him that everything is fine at home and tell him to take care of himself and not to worry." Zhou Qitai bowed again.

The news spread quickly, and they heard a lot of battlefield stories in Yangzhou; the news was also distorted, and the story of Zhou Yao and his men's battle in Liangdu was interpreted as miraculous. The arrow that shot down Ge Tai had been passed on to Yangzhou as Zhou Yao personally shooting Wuge general Ge Tai off his horse.

Zhou Qitai was frightened when he thought that his son, who was only good at reading, actually went to the battlefield himself. Mrs. Zhou, Ji Shaorong, had been living in the Buddhist temple for a long time, chanting scriptures and eating vegetarian food every day to pray for her son.

"Uncle, don't worry. I will deliver the food and fodder to the front line as soon as possible." Chu Hao Ning also mounted his horse and bowed, saying goodbye to Zhou Qitai.

He led the huge grain transport team slowly forward, and soon they were out of the city gate from the north.

Outside the city was a refugee camp on the outskirts of the capital. People who had fled here from the north gathered here. The skinny young and old were busy with their own affairs, and Chu Hao Ning didn't pay much attention.

However, just as the grain transport team was about to leave, a group of people suddenly rushed out from the refugees and blocked their way.

"Sir, please be kind and give us some food! We haven't eaten for several days." The leader was an old man in tattered clothes. He rushed straight to Chu Hao Ning's horse and knelt down to beg.

Chu Hao Ning could only hold the reins. As soon as he stopped, the grain-escorting team also stopped, and a large number of refugees slowly surrounded them.

Seeing this scene, Chu Hao Ning's heart sank. He was well aware of the difficult situation of these refugees, but military rations were of great importance and could not be distributed at will.

"Fellow villagers, the court has opened a porridge factory to try to provide relief to everyone. Please be patient. The military rations are to be sent to the front line to recover your homeland. They must not be misappropriated." Chu Hao Ning said loudly.

"But we are really hungry. Please show some mercy, sir!" The old man refused to give in and started crying with the refugees.

Chu Hao Ning was caught in a dilemma. He looked at the poor refugees in front of him and his heart was full of contradictions.

Although he had sensed something fishy, ​​he had so much food and supplies to protect that he would be in a desperate situation if a fight broke out and he could not afford to perish along with these starving people.

If he didn't give them some food, it would be difficult to escape. After thinking for a moment, he decided to take out some of his own rations and give them to the refugees.

"Fellow villagers, I understand your predicament, but the military rations must not be moved. I have some dry food here, let's share it and fill our stomachs first." Chu Hao Ning shouted, signaling his adjutant to leave behind one cart of food.

The refugees were filled with gratitude and came forward to receive the food. However, at this moment, a scream suddenly came from the crowd.

"There are bandits! They are stealing food!" A group of ferocious-looking people rushed over, holding big knives and snatching food from the car.

Chu Hao Ning shouted angrily, drew his sword and rushed towards the bandits. The two sides started a fierce battle, and for a moment, the scene was in chaos.

In the melee, Chu Hao Ning discovered that these bandits were not ordinary bandits. They were skilled in their moves and were obviously trained killers. The so-called "refugee people" did not run away when they saw the fighting and killing, but tried their best to snatch food and fodder, and some even set fire.

Chu Hao Ning's heart trembled, realizing that there might be a bigger conspiracy behind this. He could only lead the grain escorting troops to fight hard and fight a desperate battle with the thieves.

However, the bandits and the refugees had a large number of people and gradually gained the upper hand. Chu Hao Ning gradually felt overwhelmed and suffered multiple injuries.

At the critical moment, the Beijing guards arrived and the situation was reversed.

"Sir, are you okay?" Beijing Guard General Zhang Bin rushed over to support the injured Chu Hao Ning.

Chu Hao Ning shook his head. "It doesn't matter. We must fight quickly and decisively. We can't let the food and grass fall into the hands of the enemy!"

Everyone worked together and finally repelled the bandits. However, after this battle, more than half of the food and fodder was lost.

Chu Hao Ning looked at the mess on the ground, feeling grief-stricken and angry.

"These beasts! They must be brought to justice!" he swore secretly.

He forced himself to cheer up, asked the Beijing guards to return to the city to report to Fengtian Prefecture, and continued to advance with the remaining food and grass, hoping to reach the front line as soon as possible and deliver the much-needed supplies to the soldiers.