The first thousand one hundred and fifty-one chapters porridge and good deeds
Early the next morning, after taking inventory, everyone set off on the road again. After another day's journey, they would basically reach the place where the avalanche occurred by evening.
Because there were soldiers accompanying them, they had less worries and moved faster. As a result, they arrived at the place where Gong Mansion Zhuangzi was before evening.
Seeing the motorcade approaching, the steward in the village immediately came up to greet it and shouted to the carriage: "The little man pays his respects to the eldest lady."
Immediately, Chen Shu was a little surprised. The steward had never been so respectful to him. How could this beautiful young lady have such power?
Jin Su got off the carriage first, and then reached out to help Gong Yueyue down.
Gong Yueyue has put on a veil, but it can't cover her elegance at all, it will only make her beauty hazy and more attractive.
"There's no need to be polite, Manager Zhao. Please let someone unload the things on the car." She whispered to Manager Zhao in a low voice.
Although Manager Zhao was distracted for a moment, he had already returned to normal. He immediately nodded in agreement and directed everyone to start unloading things from the car.
Chen Shu jumped off the horse and said to Gong Yueyue: "Now that Miss Gong has been delivered safely, I have to go back and recover."
Gong Yueyue was blessed, "Thanks to Deputy Commander Chen accompanying me on this journey, I was able to save so much trouble. I am very grateful."
Before the things in the car were unloaded, Manager Zhao led Gong Yueyue to the main hall, and Gong Yueyue took off the veil on her head.
Manager Zhao was naturally amazed by her, but he quickly returned to his respectful appearance and said to her: "Miss's room has been arranged. Our conditions are limited, and we are afraid that we will wrong Miss."
Gong Yueyue shook her head slightly and whispered: "It doesn't matter. I'm not here just for fun." She asked again: "How is the situation outside now?"
Her words made Manager Zhao's nervous expression relax slightly, but when he mentioned the outside, his expression became serious again.
"His Royal Highness the Prince has brought some soldiers, plus the local garrison, and has been digging in the snowdrifts for several days. There are fewer and fewer living people. It's so cold, even those who are lucky enough to survive, almost every day
I can’t stand frostbite and freeze to death.”
After listening to his words, Gong Yueyue's face became solemn, "Without further delay, you can send some people now to send tents and cotton-padded clothes down, and we will start giving porridge tomorrow. There is no need to count the things left.
Just record the quantity sent out every day, otherwise it will waste too much time."
Manager Zhao raised his head and glanced at her, a little surprised. Although the master sent someone over, he actually didn't have much hope in his heart. After all, this kind of thing was mostly superficial.
I didn't expect Gong Yueyue to be so anxious, and her face didn't look perfunctory.
He immediately nodded and said, "I'll let someone do it now, little man!"
Not long after Manager Zhao left, a figure flashed in. It was Jin Xu.
"Miss." She walked over and cupped her hands.
Gong Yueyue looked at her and asked in a low voice: "What's going on with Li Changqi?"
"He is currently staying at an inn in a town not far away. He has only visited the disaster area once in the past few days." Jin Xu said with a bit of disdain on his face.
There was no expression on Gong Yueyue's face. She nodded and said, "There is no need to send many manpower to follow him. I'm afraid there will be a shortage of manpower here these days. You should also follow them and be responsible for public security."
"Yes, I understand," Jinxu responded.
Gong Yueyue asked her to leave, and followed Jin Su to the room arranged for her. The conditions were a little poor, but they were not shabby. They lit a brazier and it was quite comfortable.
After the sky darkened, Manager Zhao came to report that one hundred tents had been sent out each, and there were nearly two hundred pieces of cotton-padded clothes.
Gong Yueyue just nodded and asked him to retreat. According to Jinxu's statistics, there are nearly two thousand homeless people, and these are just a drop in the bucket.
I wrote a letter to my family to report that I was safe and asked the secret guard to send it back.
She took out the letter from this morning. Zhao Changyuan strongly disagreed with her coming to the disaster area. Although Jinxu conveyed her insistence a few days ago, he was still unwilling to let go.
After learning that she had arrived, she was also very angry. Now that she had arrived, she needed to report to him that she was safe, and she should also explain the purpose of her trip clearly.
She picked up the pen and wrote a lot here and there, including the specific situation here.
Although they had been exchanging letters for four years, she actually did not reply frequently. She usually only replied when she needed to explain herself.
This was actually her little thought, so that the occasional letters would make Zhao Changyuan cherish them more and not feel that her reply was a matter of course.
After writing the letter, she picked it up, blew it, checked it a little, then folded it and put it in the envelope, called Jinxu out and asked her to send it out.
He put his hand on the brazier on the side and roasted it, looking at the flames slightly in trance.
I don’t know how he would react if he knew that the purpose of his visit was to ask Li Changqi to break off the engagement. However, he should have already determined that the engagement would not be fulfilled, and he probably never took it to heart.
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"Miss, it's getting late. You'll be busy tomorrow, so you'd better rest soon." Jin Su reminded in a low voice.
Gong Yueyue glanced at her and nodded, "You go to sleep too."
It was not that easy to fall asleep just lying on a strange bed. Listening to the cold wind outside, Gong Yueyue couldn't help but tighten the quilt tightly.
She has never admitted that there is anything wrong with the bed. After all, when she was running around in her previous life, it would be nice to have a place to sleep, and there was no need to talk about a bed. She is really much more delicate now, and everything is indeed different.
She was very energetic a second ago, but sleepiness suddenly hit her as she thought about it, and it didn't take long for her to fall asleep.
When Zhao Changyuan received Gong Yueyue's letter, he was standing on the stand, watching the soldiers below drill.
Holding a thin piece of paper, there was a smile on his face at first, but the smile on his face became weaker and weaker, and finally his face turned cold. He tightened his fingers and was not willing to crumple the letter.
"What's going on? Why don't I know about Yueyue's departure to Xiangyin County?" He immediately turned around and asked Qingfeng coldly.
Qingfeng also said inexplicably: "Master, we don't know about this matter! Miss Gong can control what news can reach us now."
Zhao Changyuan laughed angrily, "You mean, I am completely under her control now, right?"
"No, my subordinate is just telling me the news about Miss Gong. She can control it." Qingfeng said quickly.
Zhao Changyuan gently smoothed away the wrinkles he had made on the letter paper, but his tone was still cold, "Then let me ask you what news is more important than her news."
Qingfeng said helplessly: "Didn't the master also give the order to withdraw all the spies from the Gong Mansion?" (To be continued)