What is the consequence? It is the consequence of exposure.
Yan Yu's voice was still very low: "Didn't I say that if we don't let them go back, they will just... stay in our Huju..."
Yan Laoer:......
Suddenly something came to mind, and his eyes widened, "You...don't want to push someone to your uncle, do you?"
"Dad!" Yan Yu said with disapproval: "How can I use the word push? It's so inaccurate. The correct statement should be: resettlement and resettlement within the scope of the uncle's responsibilities." She showed a row of small white teeth and smiled.
Gotta be shy.
Yan Yu spoke eloquently: "I'm only so old, I'm bound to make mistakes when doing things. I can't take care of the head if I can... uh, the tail, the elders in the family can finish it for me. This may be embarrassing for others, but for the uncle
Come on, what does this mean? If my uncle is good at it, he will definitely have a good idea, hehe!"
"You have already thought about it, why were you pretending to think about it just now?" Yan Laoer asked dissatisfied.
"Oh, I can't think about it anymore!" Yan Yu joked a few more words, and the matter was over.
What she didn't say was that she had actually considered relocating people to Xizhou.
Confirm the fact that Xizhou swallowed up Beirong's goods.
What will happen in the future is still unknown, but if you have the opportunity to bury it, it can be regarded as a leisurely move, just in case it can be used in the future.
But...after all, I still can't bear it.
These people are really suffering.
Even if they cannot be allowed to go home for the time being, it would be a consolation to at least return to Guanzhou first.
As for handing these people over to the uncle...
In the hearts of the Yan family, there is nothing that Yan Huaiwen can't settle.
The uncle can do it, the uncle can, the uncle can do it!
…
Yan Huaiwen couldn't help but sneeze.
Santie immediately poked the charcoal fire in the stove to make the fire burn brighter.
Yan Huaiwen's eyes did not leave the letter in front of him.
The waiter robbed the coal traded between Xizhou and Beirong, as well as cattle, sheep and other items...
This result confirmed his guess.
Xizhou and Beirong had private transactions.
Coal, cattle, sheep, and even people are treated as nothing by them, but what about other things?
The ambition of King Qi was so obvious that he couldn't help but think about the fact that the prince of the British king died on the battlefield in his previous life. Was there any handwriting from Xizhou in this?
Calculating the time, it was less than two years before the war when Li Shizi died.
The current situation has an impact on the whole body, because their arrival has changed the fate of the people of Xiaoan Village, the situation in Huju has also changed, and it has indirectly affected Yongning City...
The waiter robbed Xizhou's coal and Beirong's cattle and sheep population...
Guanzhou, Xizhou, Beirong...
Just as the sun clears from the clouds, the positions between the three become increasingly clear.
He put away the letters and found the map stored in the Yamen.
The finger slides on it and finally lands on a point.
This place should be the place where the militia and the Beirong of Xizhou fought.
According to what the waiter said, the private mine is closer and the official mine is a little further.
The private mine should be nearby...
Judging from its location, it is on the edge of Xizhou, and to the east is the official road from Leshan Prefecture to Guanzhou Prefecture.
The tiger crouched in the past, and it was a little far away, but it was better to be in the middle of nowhere.
If you leave Guanzhou Prefecture and enter Leshan Prefecture from Gufeng, the distance is shorter and the official road is easier to follow...
Leshan Mansion!
Yan Huaiwen used his fingers to write the words and circled them emptyly.
His fingertips tapped in it gently but not too hard...
…
"This is your Uncle Zhou, hurry up and call someone!" Yan Laoer introduced to Manager Zhou with a smile: "This is our boy, she is the second best in this generation."
"To greet Uncle Zhou, just call me Xiaoer!" Yan Yu raised a festive little face and greeted Manager Zhou enthusiastically and politely.
Then she looked at him eagerly, as if expecting something.
Manager Zhou really wanted to pretend that he couldn't see it, but the meaning in the child's eyes was so straightforward that he could see through it at a glance. He wanted to pretend he didn't know...it was a bit embarrassing.
"The waiter is quite adventurous. I like this kid. This is a meeting gift from Uncle Zhou to you..."
He had just taken out his money bag and was about to pick out a piece of broken silver when he felt his eyes flashing.
The next moment, the money bag in my hand changed hands.
"Thank you, Uncle Zhou! Wow! Look, Dad, Uncle Zhou is so kind to me!" Yan Yu smiled so brightly: "Uncle Zhou, the waiter was happy when he saw you, and the waiter also likes you!"
The action of stuffing the money bag into the body is very neat.
What a sweet mouth!
It's the same blood as your father.
Manager Zhou won’t be fooled, both father and son are talkative people with strong swords!
Hum!
He just feels sorry for his money.
The Yan family's waitress was not only sweet-tongued, but also quick with her hands. He didn't even notice when she stretched out her hand...
He wouldn’t believe it if he said it wasn’t intentional!
Whose kid is so bold!
It must have been taught by an adult!
Can I come back? Can I? Can I come back?
Manager Zhou only has this question in his mind right now.
But after thinking about it, it seems that it’s really hard to go back!
He thought of his eldest son, who was several years older than the second child...
There was a smile on his face again.
"Manager Zhou, look, these are all from our village. They are thinking about our errand to buy coal. No, they have brought the sledges for the family and are ready to help pull the coal back. How can there be ready coal for them?
Hey, there's only cinders!" Yan Laoer started to get angry again, and the smile on his face became lighter.
Manager Zhou quickly cheered up.
"There's coal, there's coal. Our prince said, how can we just keep the promise? Manager Yan, let's do this. It's because of us that we didn't do the job well. It's my fault that I didn't ask more about the mine at that time."
How many coal deposits are there, otherwise I wouldn’t have allowed you to have these misunderstandings? On the other side of our prince...Brother Yan, please help us more, we are all a family, please bear with us. This is really a misunderstanding, and we are not right at all.
The prince is so disrespectful!"
"I've asked my subordinates to go to various houses in the city to talk to each other. I'll ask them to temporarily spare some and give you enough numbers so that you can get on your way early to solve Guanzhou's urgent needs. How about that?"
"Okay!" Yan Laoer looked like he was about to cry. "That's great!"
"Brother Zhou, we thank you, thank you, Your Majesty. I won't mention those things before... It's important to let the brothers go back to work as soon as possible. Don't worry about the prince. Although the prince is young, he has a broad mind and good character.
Noble, most kind...
Please also tell the prince that if one family does not speak the same language as the other, there will be no misunderstandings. Our prince does not take it to heart, and the prince should not always remember it..."
Manager Zhou clapped his hands: "Oh! Isn't this great?"
"There's just something wrong, Brother Zhou." Yan Laoer said embarrassedly: "Does it count that you promised us coal slag before? Let's be honest, the price we paid for coal before... I don't think it's too high, just follow the market.
Well, we understand, that's right, it's really not enough for us to burn. Even though the cinders are broken, it's not impossible to burn. Ordinary people will definitely not mind such a day. It would be nice if there were some sparks."
"Since we agreed to this matter, you can just pull the cinders." Manager Zhou said grandly.
It's not a valuable thing either.
"Alas!" Yan Laoer responded happily, then grabbed Manager Zhou's hand and said enthusiastically: "What a coincidence, I caught two sheep from a nearby village. Brother Zhou has a sip of sheep soup before leaving."
"No, no, I have some errands at home, so don't waste too much time."
Manager Zhou said to himself: "Who wants to hang out with you outside? It's so cold."