The mistress is not a cannon fodder, the cold prince falls in love with her every night

"Yeah yeah!"

More and more people gathered around and echoed.

They were attracted by Xie An's proposal to divide the land, grain and silver.

Xie An was so angry that he simply sat down cross-legged and read the words on the imperial edict to them one by one.

After hearing this, everyone fell silent.

"impossible!"

After a long time, someone finally couldn't hold it in anymore and shouted out.

"The king and the military advisor will not deceive us. We have no money and no food. What do they want from deceiving us?"

"Yeah! That doesn't make sense!"

Having said that, I still hesitated in my heart.

If it is true as the edict says, that there are fields, grain and money at the foot of the mountain, why would they rebel?

Heart moved.

"Fellow villagers, if you don't believe it, why don't you go down the mountain and ask around? If it's not true, come back and have some porridge and vegetable soup."

"Go down the mountain? How do we go down the mountain?"

"Yes! The mountain gate is guarded!"

"I know there's a path in the back hills."

An old man timidly raised his hand, and everyone looked over.

The old man swallowed nervously.

"I used to come to this mountain often to collect herbs. There's a narrow path on the back mountain that's not easy to walk on, hugging the cliff. But you..."

He looked around and saw that they were all peasants.

"You are all no problem."

"Okay, then let's go down the mountain tonight and find out. We can come back if nothing works."

That's a deal.

After dinner, everyone pretended to stroll in the mountains, and then they strolled to the back mountain without anyone noticing.

The narrow path is covered with weeds and is not easy to find.

But the old man knew the way well, and he quickly made a path through the grass. One by one, the others groped their way down the mountain.

……

Outside Lin'an City.

Pei Xin was directing the cooking.

The setting sun cast a gentle, peaceful light over the shantytown. Curls of hot air, carrying the aroma of rice and flour, spread over the camp.

It's a reassuring smell.

The aroma drifted far away, reaching the noses of Xie An and the others. They all lay in a grass nest in the distance, not daring to move, but the tempting smell was too alluring.

"Gululu!"

Suddenly, a sudden sound was heard. Everyone turned around to look at the man, whose face turned red.

"I'm so hungry. Sorry!"

As soon as he finished speaking, gurgling sounds rose up one after another.

Not to mention the group of disaster victims who had been eating wild vegetable porridge in the mountains for more than half a month, even Xie An, Li Xun and Li Shou's stomachs began to growl in response.

"Who! Who's there!"

People patrolling the edge of the camp soon discovered them.

Everyone subconsciously turned around and tried to escape, but was surrounded by the patrolmen.

The old man was so frightened that his knees went weak and he fell to his knees with a thud.

"Sir, I was wrong! Please spare my life!"

With a thud, everyone fell to their knees as a reflex.

Only Xie An, Li Xun and Li Shou were left standing.

The old man turned his head away and pulled the three of them to kneel down quickly, while blaming them:

"Brother, I'm really killed by you this time."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the leading officer shout towards the camp:

"Hey! There's a new group of disaster victims here. Can you guys come over and help settle them down?"

Without any explanation, a group of people came and took them all away.

While everyone was still feeling nervous, they were led to a table. A gentleman-looking man holding a pen asked:

"Name! Place of origin! Age!"

The old man shuddered and subconsciously said:

"Zhang Laoqi, from Bagang Village, Zhangjia Town."

"Next!"

"Zhao Chongjiu..."

"Li Sanduo..."

They were registered and all had sad faces.

"It's over, it's over! I heard that before entering the prison, you have to verify your identity! We are all finished! Brother, you have killed us all."

Xie An was really at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

As soon as the voice fell, another capable woman came over, took a look and shouted loudly:

"Oh my, where did these mud monkeys come from?! Hurry up and take off all your clothes! Tsk tsk tsk, these rags, just throw them all away and burn them! Who knows if there are lice in them!"

As she spoke, she quickly went out, and she heard her shouting outside:

"Hot water! Is the hot water ready? Send it over!"

The old woman came back and saw a group of people still standing there motionless. She put her hands on her hips and

"What are you standing there for? Take off your clothes! Wash and change into new clothes quickly, then go over there and line up for food. After you finish eating, someone will arrange accommodation for you."

New clothes? Meals?

The old man Zhang Laoqi thought he had misheard and grabbed the woman and said:

"Are the new clothes you mentioned real new clothes? Not prison uniforms?"

The old woman looked at Zhang Laoqi as if he were a fool.

"Brother, are you kidding me? This new dress is made of genuine cotton, and I also gave you a pair of cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles. What? You don't want them? Don't worry, there are plenty of people who want them! And there's also freshly cooked porridge and freshly baked white steamed buns. If you're too late, they'll be gone!"

"Yes, yes, yes, I want it, who said I don't want it!"

Zhang Laoqi confirmed it and no longer cared about being shy. He quickly took off his clothes and went to wash up, fearing that he would not be able to grab food if he was any later.

Seeing Zhang Laoqi move, everyone else started to move at the same time.

It was not until the thick white porridge and soft white flour buns were eaten that everyone felt that all this was real.

Zhang Laoqi pinched his thigh, grimacing in pain, but laughing so hard that tears came out.

"Hahahaha, it's not a dream, it's not a dream!"

Xie An nudged Zhang Laoqi with his hand.

"Old man, are you going back to the mountain?"

"No, why would I go back? I've got the travel permit. In a few days, I'll get the disaster relief grain and silver and go back to the village to divide the land. Each person can get two mu of paddy field and one mu of dry land. It's enough for me, an old man, to eat and drink by myself."

"We're not going back either."

"I won't go back."

"Little brother, we want to thank you!"

A group of people stood up and surrounded Xie An, expressing their gratitude in a flurry of voices.

"If you hadn't told us the imperial decree, we would still be kept in the dark, living in the mountains as bandits, committing such heinous crimes, thinking we were acting on behalf of Heaven."

"Little brother, it's good to learn to read and write! Don't go back to the mountains. Go home and study hard and learn to read. Be a sensible person. Don't be like us who were cheated and sold and then helped others count the money!"

Xie An nodded.

This time, not only him, but Li Xun and Li Shou also felt deeply.

Reading can not only help us understand right from wrong, but also enlighten people and benefit the people.

"Master, can we stay here?"

Li Xun's tall body cast a large shadow, and his eyes were filled with unprecedented excitement and excitement.

"No!"

Xie An clenched his fist.

"There are still many people on the mountain who don't know the truth. They were all tricked into going up the mountain by Zhang Laoqi. I just heard them say that Master has taken people to encircle and suppress them. We can't let those innocent people die on the mountain. We have to go back and save them!"

"Correct!"

Li Shou scratched his aching buttocks.

"The first time is the last time. If we can bring this group down, we can also bring the second, third, and fourth groups. Master, I will go back with you. I want to be a hero, not a coward."