"My lord! You... are invincible!" He Dayou looked at Fang Zhe in shock.
He had seen the injuries on the tiger's body. Some bruises on the waist were not serious, and a stab wound on the shoulder was not serious either.
The fatal wound was in the eye, a dagger was inserted directly into it!
This means that the tiger and the prince only fought for three rounds.
What kind of skill does it take to hit a tiger's eye in three rounds?
Not to mention anything else, just the reaction speed is different from ordinary people.
Anyway, He Dayou could not imagine that anyone could take down the tiger so quickly and remain unscathed...
"Your Majesty is mighty!"
"Your Majesty is invincible in the world!"
The refugees and guards all showed admiration.
How could such an awesome prince not follow him?
"Okay, okay, they are all minor characters. Quickly pack up and go back to rest." Song Yangver track.
"Yes, yes! Let's help drag it away. This place smells too bad!"
He Dayou called the guards to help him and carried the tiger back to the other side of the haystack.
After passing the downwind direction, the air finally became fresh...
The tiger was taken care of, and He Dayou couldn't sleep anymore.
He had to deal with the tiger overnight. With such a big tiger, it took him most of the night.
When Song Yang returned to the house, Fang Zhe had already changed his clothes and seemed to have taken a bath in the ditch...
As for the original clothes, Song Yang found that the land outside showed traces of burial...
Early the next morning, He Dayou set up the fire again and started roasting tiger meat.
However, Fang Zhe didn't eat a bite. He was eating big cakes and drinking cold water alone.
Yesterday's experience was too painful.
If given the choice, Fang Zhe would rather face the tiger and have a better time.
"Your Majesty, the grassroots people have made a preliminary judgment that the tiger problem in Jiangzhou should be eliminated."
After breakfast, He Dayou came to Fang Zhe and said.
Judging from the previous footprints, there should be more than two tigers.
The footprints of the tiger Song killed yesterday also matched the ones he found earlier.
After searching around carefully again, there shouldn't be a third one.
Tigers have a wide range of activities. Generally, there will not be two tigers in one tiger's territory.
The two ends of Jiangzhou got together because of lack of food.
"Okay. Our current work mainly shifts to grain yield inspection and terrain exploration."
"We still need to look for traces of wild beasts, so if we find them, we'll kill them with our hands."
Song Yang nodded and set the focus of his work for the next few days.
"Your Majesty, are we going to De'an now?" Fang Zhe asked.
"How are you?" Song Yang turned to look at Gongsun Qi.
The boy woke up in the morning, no longer had a fever, and his mental state was much better.
"Your Majesty, the common people are fine. The common people are willing to follow Your Majesty." Gongsun Qi said, cupping his fists.
"That's alright. Then get ready to leave. You guys can help Lao He dismantle the tiger and distribute it all to the refugees."
Song Yang pointed to yesterday's tiger.
Now he already has two sets of tiger skins and two sets of leopard skins.
He Dayou took people to divide the tiger meat. Song Yang came out with a pen and paper and spread it on the ground to write.
This is a letter to Yu Ming. On the one hand, it tells him that the tiger problem has been basically solved.
At the same time, he also told him that he was going to De'an and asked him not to worry.
Before Song Yang could finish writing the letter, he heard the sound of horse hooves coming from outside.
"Your Majesty, Yu Ming has sent someone."
"Oh? Just bring this letter with you." Song Yang smiled.
"See you under the banner, Your Majesty!"
The ones who came were Wang Dabiao and Niu Laosan. They came out with the letter in the morning and went straight to Maling.
A wave of refugees arrived in Jiangzhou last night and said they met the prince on the road.
This saves them the effort of finding someone.
"Your Majesty, we have food!" Wang Dabiao whispered excitedly.
There are only seven or eight severe cases and a dozen mild cases left in the patient camp, and the others have recovered and gone home.
So only a few people were left to take care of it, and Wang Dabiao and the others went back to work on errands.
"Food?" Song Yang was stunned, where did he get the food?
Wang Dabiao handed over a letter from Tai Ming. Song Yang opened it and immediately understood the source of the food.
The last cellar of Fucheng Grain Depot is opened!
A warehouse full of food!
The last warehouse is still a large warehouse, filled with 10,000 shi of grain!
This much food, let alone the autumn harvest, is enough for their five thousand people to survive for a year!
"Haha! That's great! This is great news!" Song Yang laughed.
"How...how can there be so much food? The government documents... clearly record that the warehouse is empty!"
Fang Zhe looked confused when he read Yu Ming's letter.
He rescued the government documents, which indeed recorded the storage situation in the granary.
The last two positions should be empty.
The one opened before also verified the documentation.
"Master Fang and Master Yu have already investigated. It should be that the magistrate made false accounts!" Wang Dabiao said.
It turned out that yesterday morning, the last warehouse was opened, and Yu Ming was shocked by the amount of food.
He also knew about the paperwork, but he was also confused about the sudden appearance of food.
In the end, it was the survivors of the laborers brought back from the dock who gave the answer.
The prefect secretly transports a boatload of grain every six months.
All the porters and laborers on the dock knew about this, but the prefect gave him money to keep his mouth shut, so they never said anything more.
Of course, I dare not say it. Most people who talk nonsense will not survive a day...
"Damn it! This dead moth!" Song Yang frowned and cursed.
Selling food and grass is a serious crime!
No wonder a prefect could build such a luxurious boat to give as gifts.
It turned out that he had obtained the stolen money by embezzling so much food and grass.
"Fortunately, he was killed by the sky fire! Otherwise, I would have taught him what it means to peel off the skin and make grass!" Song Yang said bitterly.
A few days ago, he was so worried about food that he couldn't sleep well. If he had known earlier that there was such a large warehouse of food in the granary, he would have been so worried!
"Okay! We just happen to be going to De'an. Now that we have food in hand, we won't panic when we put the people away!"
Song Yang looked at Fang Zhedao.
"What the prince said is that there is so much grain in stock, enough to support at least 12,000 to 3,000 people until the autumn harvest."
Fang Zhe had a smile on his face. The prefect secretly saved a storehouse of food.
It can be regarded as a contribution to natural disaster reconstruction.
"Your Majesty is going to De'an? I also want to go with you!" Wang Dabiao looked at Song Yang expectantly.
"No! You two have to go back and send me a letter to Yu Ming." Song Yang shook his head.
"Let them go." Wang Dabiao looked at the other guards.
"Then you discuss it among yourselves." Song Yang said nonchalantly.
"Humph! Get lost!"
Everyone gave Wang Dabiao a blank look and told him to die.
It's so easy to go out with the prince. The prince can even take down tigers with ease.
This trip is almost like traveling at public expense...
In the end, Wang Dabiao and Niu Laosan left dejectedly with the letter.
Because no one really wants to change jobs with them.
After sending the two of them away, Song Yang also divided the tiger meat.
The refugees said goodbye to Song Yang with great gratitude.
"Your Majesty, the common people are so grateful!"
"Your Majesty, a thousand years old!"
"Go, go. Go to Jiangzhou and work hard. Follow me and make sure you don't starve to death."