Sun Xian's face turned pale, "These people... are stupid!"

"It's so stupid." Lin Qian gritted her teeth and said, "Why did you give your money to those villagers?"

The two of them yelled and cursed in low voices, but they both knew in their hearts what they were afraid of.

"Look at those people..." Lin Qian pointed forward, "They are so poor, what use can a penny do?"

Sun Xian's face was ashen.

"Look, there's... there's also someone donating shoes, I'm laughing so hard." Lin Qian laughed.

Groups of people came over, one article, two articles...

Gradually, the copper coins piled up like mountains.

Lin Qian's laughter changed its tone, sounding like the breathing of a dying old man.

"Shut up!"

Sun Xian finally couldn't help it anymore, "Idiot, even if you give each person a penny, after giving this penny, you will have the thought in your heart that I have contributed to this snow disaster and I have helped the victims.

This is a drop of water, but what happens when countless drops of water come together?"

"Dajiang Dahe." Lin Qian whispered: "I know this truth, but...but I just can't figure out why Yang Gou can reverse the situation. He...he actually turned a bad thing into a good thing.

Why?"

Sun Xian whispered: "You still don't understand? What did he say in Jiedushi's house?

Your salary is your salary, your people are fat and your people are anointed.

When the people suffer, our food, clothing, and parents suffer.

Even if you have no sympathy in your heart and your parents are suffering, you still have to take action!

If you don't take action, who will support you?

He elevates the common people, do you understand? This idiot, he elevates those fools to the same level as himself!"

"People are nothing more than cattle and horses. He...is he crazy?"

"I don't know whether he is crazy or not. I only know that after this calamity, the entire Northern Xinjiang will be different."

"What's the meaning?"

"Deputy Envoy Yang is here."

There were cheers from the other side of the city gate.

"He's back." Sun Xian stood on tiptoe and looked.

"You didn't get killed?"

"Someone is coming. If someone hears it, I will kill you!"

There was a lot of noise on the other side of the city gate.

Yang Xuan rode his horse slowly into the city.

I haven't seen him for a while. He looks a little thinner, and the skin on his face is rough and red. His hands are also slightly red and swollen.

What a mess!

The clothes are mostly dirty.

Lin Qian felt disappointed, "This doesn't look like a deputy military envoy. To me, he looks more like a homeless beggar."

The crowd ahead blocked the way.

A pair of burning eyes looked at Yang Xuan.

The snowstorm is coming.

People are panicked.

The old people were talking about the heavy casualties caused by the last snowstorm, and how many people woke up one night to find that so and so in their homes would never wake up again.

How miserable!

Everyone is afraid.

At this time, the decisive voice of the Lord of Northern Xinjiang came from the Jieduzhao's house.

Man can conquer heaven!

Afterwards, news kept coming.

The deputy envoy took people to various places in Xuanzhou.

The deputy envoy took the people to chop wood.

The deputy envoy and his men were carrying food.

The deputy envoy took the doctor from village to village.

Everywhere he went, the people rejoiced.

Everywhere he went, he deeply blamed himself, expressed condolences to the victims, and sympathized with the suffering endured by the living.

Every time news of him comes back, the people will feel at ease.

This heart!

Becoming more and more stable.

Even natural disasters seem to be unable to stop my faith.

Now, he's back.

He was tired and dirty.

Returned to Tao County.

"The deputy envoy...is suffering."

A woman said.

"The deputy envoy is suffering."

At first, only a few people said it.

Gradually, I don’t know who started it, and the greeting turned into a shout.

Amidst the shouts like a tsunami, Sun and Xian felt that they were in the waves and could not stand firmly.

Yang Xuan looked at these people and raised his hands.

The sound gradually died down.

“This snowstorm is severe and covers a wide area.

I traveled all over northern Xinjiang and saw various disasters.

Natural disasters are merciless, but people are sentimental.

Our officers and soldiers of the Northern Xinjiang Army went deep into various places in Northern Xinjiang. They brought firewood that the victims urgently needed, and they brought food that the victims urgently needed. They rebuilt homes for the people in the ruins.

Some people were dissatisfied at first, but gradually they understood, and what did they understand?"

Yang Xuan's voice echoed over Taoxian County.

"The common people support the officers and soldiers, and the officers and soldiers protect the common people. Without the common people, there would be no Northern Xinjiang Army. Without the Northern Xinjiang Army, there would be no common people. The two have never been alienated.

This disaster tells us that when the military and civilians join forces, when the entire northern Xinjiang joins forces..."

Yang Xuan raised his hand, "Then, what else can stop us in this world?

Neither natural disasters nor foreign enemies can prevail.

We will surely win one victory after another.

Long live Northern Xinjiang!"

"Long live Northern Xinjiang!"

"Long live Northern Xinjiang!"

One hand was raised high.

At this moment, there is no distinction of identity, only one name: Northern Xinjiang people.

Yang Xuan walked slowly among the crowd.

Those eyes are full of gratitude, trust, reverence...

It was like water, nourishing the fish like him.

At this moment, Yang Xuanming realized.

“People’s hearts and minds are never simply where the great righteousness lies.

Instead, you stand with them! We share weal and woe!"

He raised his hand and shook it.
To be continued...