The young boy who was brought out from Hengxiang Mansion by Ban Rong was describing the expression on Guo Guan's face vividly with everyone else.
Xia Junnan, Jian Jun, Yan Jun's Chang Zhicheng, Le Wei and other officers were all there. Wang Fengnian and Du Xuan were also there. Everyone was amused and laughed.
Du Xuan had always disliked Zhao Qi, and he was even more disgusted after yesterday's incident in Qu's house. Now he kept praising his talents and making the best use of them.
The young boy was less than fifteen years old and worked as a handyman at Dongping University. Dong Yanjiang specially introduced him to Xia Zhaoyi.
After he finished speaking, he looked eagerly at the girl in front of him who was standing with her hands behind her hands, looking at the river in the distance.
The wind in the river was slightly strong, and the girl was wearing a purple outfit that was blowing in the wind. Her ponytail was flying, and her beautiful and beautiful face was cold and indifferent when she was not smiling. It was difficult to see her mood or anger clearly.
"Reward." the girl said.
Like a magic trick, Wang Fengnian produced an extra ingot of silver in his hand. He tossed it with his finger and the young boy immediately caught it. The heavy weight made him very happy: "Thank you, General. The general has a sweet voice, is generous and resourceful. The general is really a fairy from heaven."
Come!"
The group of men immediately became very happy and started to praise this young man for his vision and future.
After the young boy happily followed Ban Rong back with the money in his pocket, the men looked at Xia Zhaoyi standing by the river.
After being quiet for a while, Xia Zhaoyi asked: "Is this here?"
"Well," Xia Junnan said, "that's where the soldiers and horses from Tongdu left. That Lin Fengyi's face was completely different, but they still insisted on leaving, or they were afraid of causing more trouble."
The wind in the river is getting stronger and stronger, the waves are surging and the clouds are rolling.
Xia Zhaoyi walked forward to the edge, and several soldiers hurriedly said: "Second Miss, be careful!"
Xia Zhaoyi hung half of his feet outside, looking down at Jiang Chao beneath him, his long ponytail raging in the strong wind.
"Is the river tide the night before yesterday as big as it is now?" Xia Zhaoyi said.
"Bigger." Xia Junnan said.
"No matter how good the water quality is, I'm afraid I will lose half my life." Xia Zhaoyi said.
"Hey, it's a pity that it was too chaotic at the time. I thought I would just come to rescue little brother Yu Xiaozhou, but I never thought that there were more than a hundred soldiers and horses coming with me. I was also afraid of accidentally hurting them and causing unnecessary trouble for Hengxiang, but the scene turned out to be a mess.
If there is chaos, a few more fish will slip through the net.”
"I didn't expect that Lin Qingfeng and Bian Yuanfeng were also there."
According to what Yu Xiaozhou said and the information provided by the Jianghu man named Wang Er whom she caught in Qingyue Pavilion, the man who asked his subordinates to exchange clothes with him and run away was most likely Dongfang Shi.
Heading east along the river bank, you will soon see a fishing village.
Many people outside the village who were busy making a living saw them from a distance, and they neither stepped forward nor turned around and left.
Fortunately, these soldiers did not ask them questions when they came near, and had no intention of disturbing them.
On the contrary, seeing how gentle and friendly they spoke, and pointing to the river and the village from time to time, many villagers became curious and took the initiative to come forward.
The people closest to Xia Zhaoyi have been replaced by Du Xuan and Wang Fengnian.
And the topic was changed from Dongfang Shi and others to building a bridge.
Du Xuan has always liked reading, and he loves studying pharmacology, iron smelting, incense and architecture, etc. In addition, he has enough experience in building roads in Youzhou.
Xia Zhaoyi stayed with Old Man Qi in Hengxiang for more than half a year last year. Old Man Qi left behind a pile of manuscripts. Now, she plans to ask Du Xuan to start building the bridge first. When the Youzhou Governor Highway is completed, Old Man Qi will come back immediately.
Take over.
Money management depends on Wang Fengnian, the God of Wealth.
"You, are you General Ali?" an old man's voice sounded.
Du Xuan was pointing at Dikou and Xia Zhaoyi not far away to ask questions. After hearing this, several people turned their heads.
The old woman was supported by her granddaughter and kept looking at Xia Zhaoyi with her eyes.
Xia Zhaoyi stepped forward: "It's me, old man."
"Oh! It's really General Ali!" the old woman said and knelt down, and her granddaughter knelt down beside her.
Several soldiers rushed forward and helped them up.
"General Ah Li, thanks to you, I am lucky to have you!" The old woman's eyes were red, "General Ah Li, with you, the people of the world are blessed!"
Xia Zhaoyi frowned lightly and looked at others.
The men around her also looked at her.
Xia Zhaoyi looked back at the old man: "Old lady?"
Many people around were attracted by the silence and gathered around.
The old woman cried so much that she sobbed: "Nannan's father was arrested and sent to the army. He has not come back. Our family has lost our land and we have lost all our land. We fled all the way to Hengxiang and picked up rotten vegetable leaves on the street. Now, we don't have to pick them up."
Rotten vegetable leaves, there is no need to wait in the crowded crowd to get the porridge with few grains of rice. Once General Ali comes to Hengxiang, all of us will have a good life!"
"The government gave me new clothes and built us a house in this village to live in! They said it was given by General Ali!" said the girl next to the old woman.
"Is it really General Ah Li?" An aging voice came from outside, "Is General Ah Li here?"
"Where is General Ali?" someone shouted again.
More and more people came, and as soon as they arrived, they had to kneel down to Xia Zhaoyi.
Although there were many soldiers following Xia Zhaoyi, they were so outnumbered that they could hardly support him.
Xia Zhaoyi frowned slightly as she looked at the plainly dressed people who were kneeling down towards her.
She had mentioned that she should be kind to the refugees, and since there would be a school in the world, Hengxiang would have a chaotic population, so she ordered Wang Fengnian to prepare supplies early, and then provide clothes and food to appease the refugees.
But she never mentioned building a house.
Wang Fengnian stepped forward and said softly: "The big boss's house is Ning'an Tower."
"Zhao Ning?"
"Well, Mrs. Zhao said that if my boss wants to set up a stage, then she will be the icing on the cake, so that my boss can make this study of the world more grand and majestic. So when Wenhe Building was first built, she bought land and built a house.
, provide houses and land to settle the homeless people.”
"You never mentioned this to me."
"I only found out recently. Manager Lin told me that there was a large amount of surplus food left in the porridge every day. The number of refugees and disaster victims suddenly decreased, and I don't know where it went. I checked all the way and found out that it was written by Mrs. Zhao."
Xia Zhaoyi looked at those people with red eyes who were thanking her, she sighed softly, and said to Zhan Ning: "Go and make it clear to them. Those houses were donated by Mrs. Zhao of Ning'an Building and have nothing to do with me."
We should also make it clear to the people in the world.
However, when she turned to leave, there was still a sound of gratitude behind her.
The larger the crowd, the more they will follow the crowd, and once the emotion is infected, it can become a powerful force.
Soon, it could be heard everywhere along the river.
Thank you General Ali, thank you Xia Jiajun.
Thank you General Ali, thank you Xia Jiajun.
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In the cellar in the forest across the river, Bian Yuanfeng raised his head and listened to the distant voice. He could not hear clearly the word "Ali", which was like a sharp cone.
He clenched his fists, propped himself up and crawled towards the small cave dwelling above the cellar.
A charming and melodious female voice sounded coldly: "If you go, don't come back."
