After I fell off my horse, I was married for nine thousand years

Jiang Lian: "..."

He was speechless for a while, then he got up from the ground in silence and stood in front of Yan Huaiyin, raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

It means let's go.

Seeing his appearance, Yan Huaiyin clicked his tongue.

It turned out that the method of scaring children with jelly beans was so effective. The young man raised his eyebrows, not realizing that the reason why Jiang Lian was so obedient might be that he was more terrifying than poison.

He said he had to do something, but by the time he took Jiang Lian out, it was already evening.

Although it was still a bit cold outside Chaohua City in early spring, it was not so cold that people would freeze to death. In addition, the sunshine today was exceptionally good, so at a glance, you could see many people lying on the ground in twos and threes.

The peach blossoms in early spring begin to squeeze their petals out, and the green branches and green leaves are lined with dripping powder, and fresh vitality rushes to the face.

Yan Huaiyin hugged Yan Xiuqing, followed Jiang Lian, walking all the way, suddenly felt like breaking into a paradise.

But Yan Huaiyin never had such an elegant sentiment.

He regarded the early spring scene as nothing, but looked sideways at Jiang Lian who was following him, and asked abruptly, "Will it be warmer in a few days?"

It's almost mid-March, and it's time to warm up.

This was a question that Yan Xiuqing knew the answer to, but Jiang Lian didn't respond as if he didn't hear it.

Ignore his question.

Naturally, Yan Huaiyin was not a reasonable person. When the young man raised his eyebrows, he saw that the person beside him was silent, a head lower than him, only showing a noble and glamorous back of his head towards him.

Yan Huaiyin narrowed his eyes, bent his fingers, and slapped hard on the back of his head.

With a bang, Jiang Lian who knocked immediately cast a murderous look.

He wanted to kill someone, Yan Huaiyin smiled complacently.

His face was plain and indifferent, but his eyes were twinkling and affectionate. When he was happy, he could bend his eyes, and even bring out a little bit of beauty.

This is the case at this time, like a proud fox.

Hold Jiang Lian loosely in the palm of your hand and there will be no wind or waves.

It's just a child who hasn't grown up yet.

The head in front endured and endured, and the master finally hummed: "It's time to warm up."

Yan Huaiyin hummed in satisfaction, and then asked with a smile: "Think about so many people, what will happen when the weather gets warmer?"

The back of Jiang Lian's head was still hurting, but the person behind him was too aggressive, and he didn't know what he could do if he didn't answer him, so he could only suppress the disgust in his heart and think about Yan Huaiyin's question.

It's getting warmer, so many refugees, what's the matter.

Jiang Lian was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened.

A chill rose from his spine, rushed into the Tianling Cap along his spine, and finally swept his whole body into this chill.

plague!

There are tens of thousands of refugees in Shengchun, which is simply the best breeding ground for the epidemic.

Since the establishment of the Jing Dynasty, there has only been one epidemic. The rich and prosperous lands in the south have suffered so badly that they still have to rely on the imperial court's annual assistance.

Jiang Lian didn't regain his composure for a long time.

Until a lazy voice sounded from in front of him, Yan Huaiyin hugged Yan Xiuqing, stood in the halo of the slowly setting sun, and urged him with a smile: "Let's go."

It was the first time that Jiang Lian took a serious look at this young man who always had a bad temper for no reason. When he spoke again, his voice was hoarse: "You have already thought of it."

"What did you think of it?" Yan Huaiyin tilted his head, as if he didn't understand what he was talking about, "The jujube should be ripe when it's hot, there's nothing unexpected about it."

He looked down at Yan Xiuqing in his arms with a smile: "Stop teasing him, it's meaningless."

He continued to walk forward, and Jiang Lian behind him stood for a long time before following in silence.

This time, he turned his sideways eyes to look at Yan Huaiyin, but he couldn't stand Yan Huaiyin's shoulders, he couldn't see Yan Huaiyin's expression, he only saw the thin white neck that was exposed when the young man lowered his head slightly.

Yan Huaiyin led him to Nanqiu Gate. Nanqiu Gate was the largest gate in the south of Chaohua City. The five-foot-high vermilion gate stood on the ancient city wall and was tightly closed.There are only two corner gates on each side, with a slight crack, and soldiers in armor stand outside the gates, guarding the gates to prevent the refugees from outside the city from entering.

Every day, the refugees went to knock on the Nanqiu gate unyieldingly, but the Nanqiu gate was so heavy, and the weak shouts naturally couldn't reach the gate.

Yan Huaiyin took his younger sister and Jiang Lian to the Nanqiu Gate, found an open space, and just sat down.

The refugees outside the door came and went, but no one noticed the arrival of the three of them.

The place where they were sitting was under an elm tree, and when Yan Huaiyin leaned against the tree, it was as if his bones had disappeared, and he was almost moaning when he leaned against the tree.

Yan Xiuqing was put aside by him, obediently silent, and Jiang Lian looked like a ghost. Under such a fierce aura, the refugees who passed by them all took a long way.

The calm didn't last long before it was broken.

"Brother, brother, so you're here too," the scholar Xu Shi was too excited to see Yan Huaiyin, and even his voice became a lot thinner, and his hand trembling slightly, "Will you distribute food? Can you tell Why do you have such a guess?"

The big man next to him clicked his tongue impatiently: "You've already come, and you don't care how people guess?"

After hearing Yan Huaiyin's words, the two hurriedly came to Nanqiu Gate to wait for the food to be distributed. They waited from noon to evening, the sun was shining for a whole day, and the two of them were dizzy from the sun.

Seeing Yan Huaiyin at this time was like walking in the desert for a day and seeing sheep on the grass.

Scholar is the worst, wishing he could rush over and hug Yan Huaiyin directly.

The corner of Yan Huaiyin's mouth twitched, he took his hand out of the scholar's hand, and patted him lightly: "It's just a wild guess."

"Didn't I come too?" He smiled, "I have nothing to do anyway, why not come here and wait."

Hearing his words, the scholar drooped his head limply, and sat down beside him, propping his chin with his hands and sighing deeply: "I think Xu Zhi lived to be twenty-one, read all the sage books, did not It is pitiful to live for the living people, but now to bow down for five buckets of rice!"

The big man frowned and listened to him lament for a long time, but finally couldn't help it, and said sincerely: "I think you are still not hungry enough."

Xu Zhi: "..."

"Five buckets of rice are here," Yan Huaiyin said with a smile after hearing the two quarreled for a long time, seeing that Xu Zhi was about to prove his will with death.His gaze fell leisurely to the Nanqiu Gate not far away, "Whether you can grab five buckets of rice depends on the two of you."

As his words fell, there was only a rumbling sound, and the Nanqiu Gate, which had not been opened since the Red Army entered the city, slowly cracked open.

The gap was getting bigger and bigger, the whole door opened, and a long group of people slowly walked out from the inside.

The person in the front looked about 50 or [-] years old, with straight and peaceful features, wearing a purple official robe, and the golden saber hanging on his waist blended with the afterglow of the setting sun, dazzling and bright.

He was flanked by four soldiers in black armor, and the cold blade of the iron spear was cold under the setting sun, showing a daunting sharpness.

When the refugees outside the city saw the city gate open, the light of the golden saber and the sharpness of the iron spear reflected in their usually excited eyes.

In front of Nanqiu Gate where thousands of people gathered, there was an eerie silence for a moment.

The only person who was not overwhelmed by the majesty of this right was Yan Huaiyin. He patted Xu Zhi again, and said in a lazy voice, "Didn't you ask me how I guessed it? It's because Liu Xiang is a good official."

Liu Qingyun, the current prime minister.

A clear lake in a puddle of sewage in the imperial court.

It took Xu Zhi a while to come back to his senses. He looked at the unreachable person standing in the afterglow of the setting sun in the distance, and asked in a daze, "It's Liu Xiang."

"It's Liu Xiang," the young man tilted his head, turned his dark and moist eyes to Xu Zhi, with an incomprehensible smile, "I heard that Liu Xiang cherishes talents the most and prefers students from poor families. Bring some dry food and pens and ink, and give them to poor students who can't afford to eat."

Xu Zhi's eyes lit up instantly.

His blood became hot, and he suddenly forgot what is not dead.

He came back to his senses, looked at Yan Huaiyin, his eyes sparkled: "Really?"

"Of course it's true," Yan Huaiyin smiled two more points, "Especially some talented students, Liu Xiang will invite them to visit his house."

Xu Zhi swallowed his saliva: "How did Xiongtai know?"

Yan Huaiyin leaned back on the tree, the old god said: "Because he often invites me to his house for banquets, and we know each other well, so I naturally know."

Xu Zhi: "..."

He really didn't expect that this thin young man was also suffering from insanity.

But he didn't have time to refute Yan Huaiyin, as Liu Qingyun stood still in front of Nanqiu Gate, the long line behind him began to spread out to both sides, endless soldiers stood beside him carrying baskets of things .

Immediately afterwards, the aroma of food spread outside Nanxun's gate.

The refugees who were starved and red-eyed couldn't care about anything anymore. After smelling the aroma of the food, they rushed up in a swarm, not caring what Liu Qingyun said at all.

The Prime Minister, who was in his prime, showed a helpless smile on his face, and said to the people around him: "Let them eat first."

The general Xiaoqi beside him bowed his head and said: "The last general will maintain the team."

"Thanks for your hard work, Mr. Li." Liu Qingyun didn't sleep much in the past few days, his eyes were black and blue, but he still instructed in a gentle voice, "Be careful not to scare the common people."

"Yes," General Xiaoqi said yes, he hesitated for a moment, and asked, "My lord, what about His Majesty?"

Emperor Chengde, who had just sat on the dragon chair for a few days, naturally would not have thought that there were tens of thousands of refugees outside the city. Logically speaking, Liu Qingyun was the prime minister of the old dynasty after all. Sending food to the refugees in the land, do you still want to be an official?

But Liu Qingyun said cheerfully as if nothing happened: "It's okay, the most important thing is that the people eat well."

The two were talking like this, and the refugees rushed towards him. Although the target was the food beside him, it was inevitable that there would be crowds in front of him.

Squeezing and squeezing, one of them jumped straight at him in the crowd, as if Liu Qingyun was the big steaming steamed bun.

Liu Qingyun didn't expect there to be such a brave person in this group of refugees, so she was stunned for a moment, and then saw the brave Xu Zhi being shaken by the crowd, and fell straight to the ground.

Xu Zhi got up from the ground, and as soon as he looked up, he saw the noble face of the prime minister at close range. He was a little excited for a moment, and subconsciously raised his hand to salute Liu Qingyun, but as he raised his hand, a piece of paper fell from his sleeve. strip.

The note was originally loosely folded, but when it fell, it scattered unsteadily, and Liu Qingyun could see the handwriting inside.

Xu Zhi was taken aback for a moment, still wondering when there was an extra note in his sleeve, when Liu Xiang, who had a gentle face just now, suddenly changed his face.

He said almost subconsciously: "Come on, catch him!"

Suddenly there was a commotion.

The commotion spread out with Xu Zhi as the center, and Yan Huaiyin outside saw it completely.

Not only was Liu Qingyun's side in chaos, but the soldiers stationed at the corner gate not far away also seemed to have received orders, and rushed to Liu Qingyun's side one after another.

Seeing that everything was going on as he expected, Yan Huaiyin stood up.

As if his wish had been fulfilled, his eyebrows were relaxed under the new green leaves, and he said to the river, "Let's go."

But Jiang Lian didn't listen to him, the child stood there unmoved, with cold eyes, and asked, "Where are you going?"

Yan Huaiyin was surprised by his question: "Where else can I go?"

He asked earnestly, "Aren't you going to eat?"

The author says:

感谢在2022-03-0310:48:39-2022-03-1010:01:17期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 back home;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!