Zhao Shen helped Zhao Song down the slope. The people arguing at the entrance of Zhuangzi immediately stopped when they saw them and waited for their carriage to arrive. The middle-aged people who were surrounded by people on the opposite side immediately went to greet Zhao Hu in the car, but they were halfway there.
, saw Zhao Song and Zhao Shen standing next to the car and hesitated again.
His reason and experience told him that the man in the car wearing fox fur and with an arrogant face was the owner. But when he looked at the proud young man under the car and the gentle and kind elder standing next to him, his
The raised hand turned around involuntarily, and before he realized it, he bowed his head deeply, "I am the master of the village in Kuaiyi, Xiananxiang County."
Zhao Song asked gently: "Are you from Nanxiang County?"
Kuai Yi said shamefully: "We came from Lujiang County. In the spring, the Huns went south and Nanxiang County was attacked. Kuai led his relatives to flee south, but when they arrived in the south of the Yangtze River, they had no place to gain a foothold. Later, they heard that General Zhao
After expelling the Xiongnu and pacifying the Central Plains, we will defect back."
Zhao Song sighed, "Why don't you go back to your hometown?"
Kuai Yi shed tears and said: "Our tribe was separated. More than 800 of us moved south, and only a dozen of us came back. We are so ashamed that we dare not return home."
Zhao Song didn't expect it to be so tragic, and looked behind him, "Who are these people?"
"They are the fellow villagers who fled together on the road," Kuai Yi cried: "There are people from Nanxiang County, Xiangyang County, and people who came in when we passed through Jiangxia County and Lujiang County."
Zhao Song opened his mouth, but was speechless for a long time.
Zhao Shen glanced at Zhao Song thoughtfully, and then asked Kuai Yi, "How many people are there at most when you go north?"
Kuai Yi: "More than 2,300 people."
Zhao Song swayed, and Zhao Shen quickly supported him.
Zhao Song choked with tears and asked: "There are so many people, and these are the only ones left?"
Kuai Yi said: "Some of them couldn't walk on the way, so they stayed. I don't know if they could find help from the yamen to survive. Most of them died of starvation and illness. There are bones on the road. Don't be sad, old gentleman."
Zhao Shen sighed and said, "Fortunately, God showed mercy and the Zhao family was able to live in peace in Xiping. They defended Wubao when they were attacked by Shi Le, and Sanniang has always been strong. Otherwise, if the Zhao family fled south, they would not be able to escape this fate."
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Zhao Song's lips trembled but he said nothing.
Zhao Hu, who had been chattering all the time, calmed down and sat silently on the shaft of the car.
When Kuai Yi heard what Zhao Shen said, his eyes widened and he quickly asked: "Is your father the Zhao family in Xiping?"
After Zhao Shen nodded, Kuai Yi knelt down with a plop and hit the ground with a bang, "Please help Mr. Zhao, it will snow. If these old and weak women and children don't have a place to stay tonight, I'm afraid they will freeze to death. Please
Mr. Zhao, please save me."
More than a hundred people behind him also knelt down and bowed deeply to Zhao Song.
Zhao Song quickly reached out to help him, but Kuai Yi refused to get up and knelt down firmly until he got the confirmation.
Zhao Song stared at Zhao Hu.
Zhao Hu whispered in a low voice: "You have made the decision yourself, can I still object..."
Zhao Song said: "Get up quickly, I will make a fire and boil water. Everyone, hurry into the Zhuangzi to keep out the cold and keep warm."
Kuai Yi then stood up, then turned around and ran towards a simple ox cart, and helped out a pale young man from the cart, "Mr. Guo, Mr. Zhao is so kind as to allow us to rest here and spend the cold night."
Zhao Song looked curiously and met the young man's gaze. When they collided, he saw the young man raised his eyebrows high. He looked at him from head to toe and then said with a smile: "What a magnanimous person. Your glory is gone."
In the younger generation."
His eyes moved to Zhao Shen, with a half-smile but not a smile, "Young master, you are very sharp. Being arrogant and arrogant is not a long-term strategy. If you cannot restrain yourself in the future, I am afraid it will bring disaster to yourself."
Zhao Shen felt contempt in his heart and didn't take it seriously, "Where did Xiongtai come from?"
The young man smiled and said: "I'm going to Guo Pu, east of the river."
Zhao Shen was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes widened. He let go of his grandfather's arm and quickly went up to meet him, saying enthusiastically: "It turns out to be Mr. Guo, student of Runan Zhao Shen, single-character god."
He looked at Guo Pu with admiration and invited him in politely. Halfway through, he remembered that he had two elders. He turned around with a smile to help Zhao Song and greeted Zhao Hu, "Seventh Uncle, you are not
Did you say that there are several sheep in the village? Why not kill them now to entertain the distinguished guests?"
Zhao Hu:......
Zhao Song secretly glared at Zhao Shen and asked in a low voice: "Where did you get the word?"
Zhao Shen whispered: "I got it for myself, and my father also knows it. Grandpa, the guests are here, we will talk about it later."
Zhao Song was feeling suffocated and felt that his illness had worsened. However, he was a man with a good face. With so many outsiders present, he could only temporarily suppress his anger, push Zhao Shen's hand away, and go in by himself.
Because Zhao Shen chose his own name, Zhao Song was rarely angry with his grandson.
Zhao Hu's courtyard was immediately filled with people. He glanced at the tattered clothes piled on their bodies and then at their messy hair. He exhaled and waved, "Assign them to various rooms."
Out of sight, out of mind, and taking shelter from the cold wind, there is still a big difference in how people feel inside and outside the house.
As their leader, Kuai Yi was naturally busy settling them down.
Zhao Hu gave them some food, so Kuai Yi naturally didn't want to trouble the cooks in the other courtyard. It could be seen that there were not many people in the other courtyard, and the guards from the Zhao family were all around Zhao Song and the others, so he wanted to
Bring someone to make a fire to cook porridge.
He couldn't take care of Guo Pu when he was busy, but Guo Pu didn't need him to take care of him.
Zhao Shen warmly received Guo Pu on his behalf. After sitting down, hot soup and snacks were served in the kitchen.
Guo Pu obviously caught a cold on the road. After taking a bowl of mutton soup stewed with ginger, a warmth rose in his abdomen and slowly spread to his limbs. The back of his neck was sweating slightly, and the palms and soles of his feet gradually became warmer.
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Only then did Guo Pu feel alive.
Because of this wonderful experience, Zhao Song and Zhao Hu, who were sitting across from each other, seemed to be very calm towards him at first glance. They were not like the kind of fans (Zhao Shen) who fanatically chased him, nor the kind of people who asked him to tell their fortunes.
They were flatterers, so he was willing to say a little more to them.
He looked Zhao Hu up and down, then looked at Zhao Song. The more he looked, the more suspicious he became, and the smile on his face gradually faded. Thinking of the celestial phenomena he had seen in the dark night two days ago, he couldn't help but turn his head.
Ask Zhao Shen: "Is there any big news in Luoyang these three days?"
"Big news?" Zhao Shen said: "The marriage between Zhao and Fu's family? But this marriage was decided five years ago, so it's not big news, right?"
Guo Pu: "It's a state matter."
Zhao Shenxiao: "Isn't this considered a state matter? But apart from this, the country has surrendered and the credentials have been officially exchanged?"
Guo Pu was slightly surprised. He had been running for his life and did not know that Zhao Hanzhang had defeated the Xiongnu and Shi Le and had conquered Shu.
Thinking of King Langya in the south of the Yangtze River, Guo Pu couldn't help but burst into laughter. The louder he laughed, the tears were about to come out!
Zhao Song's ancestors and grandson looked at him with incomprehensible expressions.