It was just the right time for Zhao Jingyun to return to Taozhou.
Not only is Master Zhao a good official who wholeheartedly serves the people, but also because of the character card mission of Master Zhao, Zhao Luoyang was given hundreds of charm points.
So much so that when Zhao Luoyang saw Zhao Jingyun, he would subconsciously look at the system.
"Master Zhao, Master Zhang." Zhao Luoyang saluted the two of them.
Zhao Jingyun smiled and said, "We were passing by and happened to see your brother."
Zhao Yuan asked two Zhuangzi to run back and forth to deliver news to his father and sister. While walking, he saw Zhao Jingyun going to Taozhou City. So he informed the sixteen households about the current situation.
Zhao Jingyun then stayed to wait for Zhao Luoyang, while Zhao Yuanrang went to Wangjiazhuangzi to report the message to Zhao Xueli.
There was no one around, so Zhao Luoyang whispered: "Sir, are the affairs in Min County already settled?"
Zhao Jingyun nodded: "There are people coming from Beijing, and Nie Shuang and the others are there, so I won't stay any longer." The court knew about this, and there was all the evidence. In addition, Sun Ji started a mutiny in Taozhou, even if there were some hands and eyes.
Even the sky cannot hold it down.
The interrogations over the past few days made Zhao Jingyun very happy. Sun Ji's crimes were listed in detail, and seeing the people's grievances being brought to light, he felt that his life had never been in vain.
He returned to Taozhou quietly, but the people who sued Sun Ji found out about it and sent him off for more than ten miles along the way.
Now that he saw Zhao Luoyang, Zhao Jingyun felt even more emotional. If it weren't for Shiliu Hu, he would have died long ago, and all the evidence would have fallen into Sun Ji's hands. How could he be here today?
The people should thank the Sixteenth Household, not him.
Zhao Luoyang wanted to know what happened after they left Min County and persuaded Zhao Jingyun to stay: "Master Zhao, why not go to the village where we settled."
Zhao Jingyun looked at Zhang Dianli.
Zhang Dianli asked: "Where is Mr. Song? Is he also in the village?"
Zhao Luoyang said: "Sir lives next to our house."
Zhang Dianli smiled and said, "Then I have to go see Grandpa."
"Okay," Zhao Jingyun agreed, "I didn't inform the government office anyway. I will go to the village first and then return to the government office."
Several people expressed their joy, and Zhao Xueli also came over to welcome him. They had not spent much time together with Zhao Jingyun, but they had experienced Sun Ji's case together, and their bond was naturally extraordinary. Just seeing him made him feel friendly.
They were not afraid of each other, let alone dislike each other, and walked towards the village enthusiastically.
Huaiguang's people saw this scene from a distance and went back to report it truthfully. When Huaiguang heard that the Zhao girl was kidnapped by Zhao Jingyun, his heart suddenly went cold.
Huaiguang couldn't help but let out a long sigh. After Zhao Jingyun came back, he fought with the prince for people. It was really...
Huaiguang also knew that Zhao Jingyun cared about the prince and wanted his good, but Zhao Jingyun didn't know that the prince had been waiting for the prince all day and night, and then walked a few steps before entering the village. Just because of Zhao Jingyun's appearance, everything was over.
If it’s really for the prince’s benefit, he should put the Zhao family girl into the Wang family’s village!
Huaiguang went back to deliver the letter dejectedly.
"Zhao Jingyun is back."
Xiao Yu said: "The people from Beijing have arrived, Zhao Jingyun has handed over the evidence, and it's time to come back to deal with Taozhou's affairs."
Huaiguang said: "The Grand Master will not miss this opportunity. They will try to find out the relationship between Sun Ji and the Feng family. The Feng family will not dare to reach out to save Sun Ji."
The grand master protected the emperor and fought with the queen mother and the Feng family. This time it was enough for them to struggle for a long time.
They can take the opportunity to hide their strength and bide their time while the prince recovers from his illness, and they can also accumulate troops. Before that, the news that the prince is alive cannot be spread.
Needless to say, Huaiguang said that Xiao Yu received a secret letter from the capital, and it was clearly written on it.
After talking about the business, Huaiguang coughed: "The Zhao family girl took Zhao Jingyun to Fengxia Village."
Xiao Yu raised his eyes, his gaze deep.
Look, he was really unhappy. After all the time-consuming and laborious work, the prince got nothing. As soon as Zhao Jingyun showed up casually, he was taken away as a guest.
Zhao Jingyun couldn't say he was still eating in Fengxia Village.
No matter how delicious the wild vegetable pancake is, if it's cold, it definitely doesn't have the aroma of being freshly baked?
"How about," Huaiguang said, "I'll go find Zhao Jingyun and ask him to come over to discuss matters."
Xiao Yu looked at the documents in his hand again: "No need."
Really no need?
…
In Fengxia Village.
Zhao Jingyun took a closer look at the West Village where the sixteen households settled. The place was really shabby at the moment, with not a single decent house.
Fortunately, people from sixteen households built a wall.
Mrs. Yang and others accompanied Zhao Jingyun to look around.
Zhao Xueyi said: "In a few days, the four walls will be repaired. At least they will be able to prevent wild beasts in the forest."
Zhao Jingyun nodded: "I have wronged you, the people who have been relocated." Thinking about this incident, it really made him ashamed. The internal affairs of the imperial court were unstable, and everyone had their own agenda, so they hurriedly issued an order to relocate the people.
When two forces fight, the people will suffer in the end.
I don’t know how many people benefited from this behind the scenes, and whose hands were the fields left by the people in their hometowns? If Sun Ji had not been exposed, how many farmers would have become military households in vain?
While Zhao Jingyun felt sorry for the people, he was also surprised by the abilities of the sixteen households.
Zhao Jingyun said: "You have only been here a few days, how come you can cultivate so fast?"
Zhao Xueyi smiled and said: "It was Sister Luo and the others who found these unwanted broken bricks in another village. With the tools, the wall could be built quickly."
This is indeed the case, Zhao Jingyun nodded repeatedly.
"What is that?" Zhao Jingyun pointed not far away.
"It's our charcoal kiln," said Mrs. Yang. "Mr. Song took us to make it and has already produced a kiln of charcoal."
"Go and have a look." Zhao Jingyun's eyes lit up. He was really surprised by the situation of the sixteen households. Along the way, they also quietly visited many villages where immigrants had been relocated.
Not to mention the wall, there is not even enough food, and some people even stop people on the official road to beg.
Even if it is a good village, the debris has been cleared, the village has started to be repaired, and some firewood has been piled up, but it has not yet reached the stage of burning charcoal.
Zhao Jingyun walked over quickly and saw clearly the simple charcoal kiln.
"Can it burn charcoal?" Zhao Jingyun asked.
While talking, Shi Ping brought the charcoal over and showed it to Zhao Jingyun.
Mr. Song stroked his beard and said, "This is the first time I burned it. The heat was a little bit insufficient. It should be fine this time."
Zhao Jingyun was happy for the sixteen households: "Then you don't have to buy charcoal in winter."
Mr. Song said: "If we can find enough wood, it should be no problem for sixteen households to burn the whole winter." They don't have to use charcoal all the time, they only use firewood during the day, so naturally it will be enough.
Zhao Jingyun was full of worries along the way, and now a lot of them have dissipated because of the Sixteenth Household. It's not that the Sixteenth Household is so good now, but their atmosphere makes people full of expectations.
As long as people are good, they will get better in the future.
"There is no well here," Zhao Jingyun discovered the problem, "Are you going to the East Village to fetch water?"
Zhao Luoyang nodded: "There used to be a well here in the West Village, but it was filled up with debris. When the weather gets warmer, we will choose a place to dig the well again."
Zhao Jingyun then asked: "Did Li Zheng from East Village come to help?" He had been here for so long and found that no one from East Village came this way.
It was quiet for a while.
Zhao Jingyun already knew the result. Even the imperial court failed to properly resettle the relocated people, let alone make these arrangements properly.
Mrs. Yang said: "Others' help is only temporary after all. We have so many hands. As long as we don't cause any trouble, we will be able to live a good life sooner or later."
Mrs. Yang's words were already very tactful. They don't ask people in the East Village for help, just don't cause problems.
Several people entered the house.
Thanks to Zhao Xueyi who squeezed in time to make two small dumplings in the past two days, otherwise there would be no place for everyone to sit down.
Mr. Song looked at Zhang Dianli: "Have you made up your mind? Do you want to stay or go back?"
Zhang Dianli smiled and said: "I have made an agreement with Mr. Zhao that I will stay in Taozhou County Government from now on."
Everyone was happy. It was a good thing for them that Zhang Dianli was here. The more people they knew in the government office, the more convenient it would be in the future.
More importantly, after experiencing all this along the way, everyone couldn't bear to leave Zhang Dianli.
Mr. Song said: "Let's eat here. Although the food is not good, fortunately I still have some good wine."
Zhao Jingyun naturally agreed.
It doesn't matter what kind of food you eat, the main thing is that you can talk to everyone.
Mr. Song also wanted to ask about Sun Ji's case.
Several people were talking, and Ding Rong, who came later, quickly entered the village. He hadn't seen each other for a long time. Ding Rong should have been affectionate with everyone, but he had more important things to do.
Ding Rong handed the letter in his hand to Zhao Jingyun: "Master, someone just sent me a letter and asked me to give it to you."
Ding Rong's hands were trembling a little because he hadn't seen this handwriting and seal for a long time, and he felt indescribably excited.
When Zhao Jingyun's eyes fell on the letter, his whole body was shocked. He stared at the letter in disbelief, and after a long while he said in a trembling voice: "Where is the person who sent the letter?"
Ding Rong looked outside and said, "I'm not leaving. It's just outside the village."