Emperor's mandate, Li Minglou himself had forgotten that he still had the emperor's mandate.
She looked at the lapel of her clothes and saw that the Emperor's Seal was hanging around her neck.
King Zhao gave her such an important thing, but she didn't know how to put it away, so she simply hung it around her neck with a gold thread. When Han Xu woke up that day, she moved bigger because she was happy, and the emperor's seal was exposed from her clothes. The court admonished her.
Doctor Yi recognized what it was at a glance.
"Why is this in your hands?" Han Xu was horrified.
Li Minglou didn't think about what to say, so he didn't speak.
"Your Majesty gave it to you." Han Xu said it himself, his voice trembling, "Let you rescue King Zhao?"
It should not have been given to King Zhao by the emperor. Li Minglou had thought about this issue, otherwise there would definitely be news in the court.
This thing, which should never have appeared except as a gift from the emperor, appeared in the hands of King Zhao. It can be seen that someone must have hidden it from the emperor and the court. The name was not justified and he did not dare and could not make it public.
Now that the emperor is dead, King Zhao is dead, and the ministers in the court are in chaos, the emperor's seal may be of great use, so...
Li Minglou nodded: "Yes."
She took the Emperor's Seal to save King Zhao, but King Zhao was already dead, and it was time for her to go back and recover.
When the emperor dies, the emperor's seal should be handed over to the next emperor. Now there is only King Lu. Her husband Wu Ya'er is leading an army to protect the court officials. Naturally, she should also go to Linzhou.
Li Minglou grabbed the armrest of the chair and looked at Han Xu with a soft and firm voice: "I want to confirm that Mr. Han is safe and that Xuanwu Dao is safe before I can go back and resume my life. Otherwise, how can I live up to His Majesty's entrustment."
Han Xu is not worthy of His Majesty's entrustment. Your Majesty doesn't even know who he is. This reason is too false. Han Xu sighed softly and closed his eyes. Before he could say goodbye, Li Minglou had already called for someone.
"My lord is tired, please send me back quickly."
"Is there a doctor following you?"
A soft little hand touched Han Xu's forehead...
This is really too much! Back then, in the palace in the capital, those women would only look at him obsessively, or throw some brocade handkerchiefs to him, but they all retained their dignity and did not do anything. This woman is a warrior woman, Han Xu
He quickly opened his eyes and sat upright to avoid it.
"Young madam," he warned in a serious tone, "please respect yourself."
...
...
The sun is getting hotter and hotter, and the chirping of cicadas on the roadside is getting more and more heartbreaking. Even when a group of people hurriedly ran to the tree, they were still chirping.
Even the cicada seems to know that today there will be no urchins catching fish, playing with butterflies and cicadas for fun.
"I'm so thirsty."
"So hungry."
"Daddy, my feet hurt."
"Mom, where is my sister? My sister is lost."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Crowded in the shade of the big tree, men, women, old and young vented their exhaustion and grief, but their exhaustion and grief could not be released to their fullest. Not long after, an older man stood up holding a wooden stick. His face was sallow, his lips were chapped, and his clothes
It's stained, but it can still be seen that the texture is good. I guess he was originally a wealthy man, at least he had no worries about food and clothing.
"We can't stop," he said, "it's time to go."
Several women and children began to cry: "Uncle, please rest a little longer, I really can't walk anymore."
The older man paused his wooden stick and said in a stern voice: "You won't be tired if you die. Do you want to die here? Fan Yangjun is infested here."
These words made the women and children cry louder, but they all stood up.
The man looked at the old man and the young man, and sighed: "Don't be afraid. When you cross the Xiaowang River, there are Zhenwu Army and Fengwei Army over there. Fan Yangjun doesn't dare to cross."
Men, women, old and young pushed themselves out of the shade.
Looking at the scorching heat on the road ahead, the older man once again gave everyone hope: "When we get to Yingchen, there will be food and drink."
A young child who was dizzy from hunger and heat raised his head: "Can you eat whatever you want?"
They originally had something to eat, but in addition to guarding against Fan Yangjun along the way, they also had to guard against other fleeing people. When the fleeing people gathered together, they would snatch lone people, and it was impossible to ask for food and drink from others.
Food has to be budgeted carefully.
The man smiled and nodded to the child: "Eat and drink whatever you want." He stretched out his hand and gestured with a wooden stick, "On the road leading to the city, there is such a big vat, in which porridge is cooked day and night, like spring water.
Same, drink whatever you want."
In the child's memory, porridge is not actually a delicacy, but he still straightened his neck, and the adults also looked at the man's gestures longingly.
"Sometimes there is meat in the porridge."
"This is just on the road, used to extend the lives of those who travel on the road."
"Going towards the city, there are porridge vats and wine vats."
These descriptions are like a big tree accompanying you, casting shade and shade. The men, women, old and young walking on the road are much less tired, and they speed up and rush towards places where they can eat and drink.
The more you walk on the road, the more people you encounter. It seems that people fleeing are emerging from the ground. There are many people on the road, and there are also people walking on the surrounding paths. There is even smoke from cooking in the village not far away, and the legendary porridge vat
also appeared in front of my eyes.
"Don't crowd, don't grab."
Standing in front of the porridge vat were several villagers, some were making fires, some were transporting firewood, some were washing rice, some were serving porridge, and some were putting away bowls and chopsticks, all performing their duties in a busy and undisturbed manner.
"Old and young women go first."
"Those who fight for it will not be able to eat it, and they will be kicked out of here."
These villagers were also old, weak, women and children, but their words in front of the refugees who almost drowned them were very intimidating. This was mostly due to the soldiers and horses that galloped by from time to time on the road.
The galloping soldiers and horses were neatly and frighteningly equipped with armor and weapons, but they did not tease or intimidate the people on the road, and even reined in their horses when passers-by could not avoid them.
These are the soldiers and horses of Daxia, the soldiers and horses that protect them. I didn’t think anything of it before, but now I can’t help but burst into tears when I see them.
"Are you going to the city or staying with us?"
"If you stay with us and farm, you can have porridge to eat every day, the food you grow belongs to you, and you can also get a place to live."
"Going to the city? You can't farm. There are other jobs, and you can have porridge to eat. The accommodation is a little worse. There are too many people coming, and new sheds are still being built."
"By the way, you can also join the army. If you become a soldier, not only can you have enough to eat, but your whole family can have enough to eat, and you have a place to live. The government will give priority to your family members to work."
Villagers have said these words many times without much feeling, but people who hear them for the first time will be very excited. Some people want to farm, and they can feel at ease when they leave their hometowns and have land, while more people want to go to the city.
, after all, the government is located in a tall city with more soldiers and horses. Some people want to be soldiers, while others want to resume their old career, doing business or other livelihoods.
The people sitting around the porridge tank were discussing what to do next. In addition to living, they had other things to think about, and they had hope for the future.
"There are more and more refugees."
Han Xu was sitting on the carriage. In the summer, the four carriages were removed and the top cover was covered with light gauze. The gauze used was fine and soft, which could block the sun, wind and sand without affecting the line of sight. Sitting in the carriage, one could see the surroundings of the city.
There were a lot of people walking around, and there were people coming from afar.
Although I don't really want to talk to Mrs. Wu, I still have to say what needs to be said. Han Xu is a person who distinguishes between public and private affairs.
"Thank you for your hard work, young lady." He looked at the woman sitting opposite and said.
This car was a gift from Mrs. Wu, so when he went out and Mrs. Wu asked to sit in it, he couldn't refuse.
He could refuse to use the carriage, but even though Mrs. Wu used various rare medicines to maintain his condition, the injury healed faster than expected. After all, the sword and arrow broke the flesh and blood, and it was still inconvenient to move. He could not ride a horse, let alone sit in a sedan.
It would be too slow to have someone carry it.
Mrs. Wu's carriage is well-made, luxuriously furnished, travels fast, and bumps gently.
The most important thing now was to stabilize the martial arts and gather more soldiers and horses, so Han Xu could not bear to have this woman by his side at all times.
Fortunately, she didn't do anything disrespectful.
And this woman indeed deserves a compliment. She set up porridge vats, recruited merchants, and tried her best to restore vitality to the city that was once again under the control of Daxia soldiers. As a high official in the imperial court, Han Xu knew how much it cost.
, also shocked and even more uneasy.
What shocked me was that this young lady was very rich. It was not Zhenwu Jun who was rich, but she was rich. As a rich woman, Wu Ya'er was afraid that Wu Ya'er would also rely on her, so the things she did were not ordered by Wu Ya'er.
But she has to do it herself, Wu Ya'er can't control her, she can do whatever she wants...
Han Xu felt uneasy because he thought about the rich widow who almost molested him. She spent so much money that she wanted to see the emperor to propose marriage. If Cui Zheng hadn't come forward, he would have been helpless.
Now there is no emperor, and the troops are heavy. If...
A pair of hands stretched out, and the voice came close.
"It's not hard, it's not hard. Are you hot, Mr. Han?" Li Minglou held a small teacup in one hand and a gold-threaded fan in the other and shook it, "Have a cup of tea."
Han Xu took the tea cup carefully and moved it back: "It's okay." He changed the topic and stopped chatting with her, "What are the arrangements for the young lady of the refugee camp?"
Li Minglou shook his fan slightly: "What do you want to do, Mr. Han?"
It's quite a bit like I'll do whatever you want to do. This kind of attitude is familiar to Han Xu. It was like this when the widow said she wanted to get married to him.
Han Xu took a deep breath and said: "Refugees fill the cities and villages. In addition to cultivating land, they can also be used as manpower for weapons and horse farms, repairing city walls, filling trenches, transporting baggage, and more importantly, replenishing troops and horses. People are inseparable from everything.
, so no matter how many refugees there are, they must stay. Why do soldiers and horses have to protect the people? In addition to the responsibility of Daxia soldiers and guards, more importantly, protecting the people is the source of the world, the foundation of the country, and what the soldiers and horses can do on their own.
The key to longevity.”
Li Minglou nodded: "Master Han is right."
Anyway, when she did not say anything wrong when she spoke, Han Xu said: "What I said is not the most important, the key is whether you can do it, young lady." Before Li Minglou said it again, I will do what you asked me to do.
Such inappropriate words were said, "I want to leave here, it's up to the young lady herself here."
Li Minglou put down his fan: "Master Han is leaving? How is this possible? Xuanwu Dao cannot do without you."
As expected, Han Xu was well prepared and said: "We have repelled the Liangcheng rebels several times. They don't dare to act wantonly anymore. It won't be possible to expel them overnight. All we can do now is save our money."
Strength, I have made careful arrangements for the government troops and horses in various places."
Li Minglou said: "The time is too short, it is better for Mr. Han to watch it in person."
Han Xu smiled: "That's all I can do. Success or failure depends on everyone. If I need to do everything myself, there is no need to do these things. What's more, with Mrs. Wu's Zhenwu Army, I
Very relieved.”
He is indeed the key to convincing so many government soldiers in Xuanwu Dao to obey orders, but the presence of the Zhenwu Army is also a great deterrent and attraction.
Li Minglou also smiled: "Master Han, let's recuperate first."
Still as expected, Han Xu did not feel displeased and said: "Young madam, I have the emperor's orders and cannot stay here any longer."
Emperor's order? Li Minglou looks at him.
Han Xu took out a letter: "I have been ordered to assist in the management of Jiannan Road. Although His Majesty is no longer here, the emperor's order is still there. Jiannan Road is looking forward to my arrival and has urged me many times. Please forgive me, Madam."
Mrs. Wu hesitated for the first time in her voice: "Jiannan Road?"
Han Xu nodded calmly: "Yes, Jiannan Road, an important area in the southwest, with tens of thousands of soldiers and horses."
The Zhenwu Army is very powerful, and Wu Ya'er has great achievements, but Jiannan Road is different from other places. Even Ankang Mountain has to weigh it. If it weren't for Jiannan Road Xiao'er Jiedushi, the Ankang Mountain uprising would only
I'm afraid it won't be so fast.
Prevent him from going to Jiannan Road, but he will become enemies with Jiannan Road...
Of course, he told a small lie. Jiannan Dao did not urge him many times to wait for his arrival. In an emergency, such lies are harmless.
As expected, the woman hesitated and pondered.
Han Xu then added: "The stability of Jiannan Road, a heavily-armed area in the southwest, is crucial. Now that Nanyi is unstable, bandits are everywhere in the southeast, and even Western Xinjiang is eyeing it, I can't delay it any longer."
Li Minglou nodded: "Master Han is right, I will arrange to send Master Han to Jiannan Road."
You must be afraid, Han Xu felt angry in his heart. Sure enough, moving out of Jiannan Road can scare away this woman's obsession.