Outside the city gate, most of the refugees had received relief food funds and returned to their original villages.
Only some people whose physical recovery is not ideal are left, eating on time every day and receiving treatment from doctors.
The more than one hundred soldiers who originally guarded the city gate also returned to their posts, leaving only four soldiers to guard the city gate.
The remaining victims outside did not lie directly on the ground, but lived in tents one by one.
These tents were Gong Changwei's combat tents, which were temporarily borrowed by Xiao Chen and set up outside the city for the victims.
Seen from a distance, it looks well-proportioned and has a unique scenery.
"That's good, that's good. Kuan'er's disaster relief work has been arranged in an orderly manner. Zhe walked along the way and noticed that although the fields were still dry, the victims seemed to be in good spirits. If this continues, as long as the victims' physical condition recovers, we can mobilize everyone's enthusiasm.
Build water conservancy projects and you will no longer have to worry about droughts."
Lifting the curtain and looking at everything in front of him, Ding Xihou said happily.
"The young Marquis has been very strong since he was a child. This drought came suddenly, but with the support of your 50,000 stones of grain, the young Marquis will definitely be able to lead the people of Gongchang to overcome the disaster." The guard next to him took the opportunity to flatter him.
"Well," Ding Xihou nodded, "with such achievements, my face will be bright."
"Who is it? Dismount for inspection." A voice came from the city gate at an inappropriate time.
Two soldiers guarding the city, holding long guns, walked over quickly.
"Dingxi Houfu." The guard at the carriage drove his horse up to greet him.
The magistrate of Gongchang Mansion is the young Marquis. When the Marquis comes, he doesn't come out to greet him personally. How can even the soldiers guarding the city be so lackluster?
"Dingxi Marquis?" The soldier frowned, "Please wait a moment."
With that said, he turned around and walked into the city gate.
Ding Xihou's deep voice came from the carriage: "What's going on?"
"It's okay, it's okay. The soldiers guarding the city should have informed the young Marquis." The guard not far away said hurriedly.
"I'm just here to see how the disaster relief situation is in Gongchang City. You have to make such a big show, this kid." He was accusing, but with a touch of relief on his face, Dingxi Hou slowly closed his eyes and began to rest.
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In a few breaths, the hundred households responsible for guarding the city walked out of the city gate under the leadership of the soldiers.
"Are you from Dingxi Houfu?" Baihu said calmly, looking at the guard who was leading the way.
"yes."
"Please show me the official document of Dingxi Houfu."
"Official document?" The guard couldn't help but be stunned.
These hundreds of households are not here to welcome you, but are here to cause trouble?
The dignified Marquis of Dingxi, coming to Gongchang City requires official documents? What’s more, the prefect of Gongchang is his own youngest son, where did this come from?
"There is no official document, but the Marquis is sitting in the carriage." The guard's face also turned cold.
How could a small city guarding hundreds of households have so much trouble?
Even if the prefect's father comes to see your son, you only need to let him go. What's more, this father is a marquis personally conferred by Taizu.
Baihu clasped his hands in his fists: "Now is a critical moment for Gongchang Mansion to provide disaster relief. Without official documents, we still can't enter the city with just words. Please go back."
"Bold, do you think your life is too long?" The guard roared and pulled out the knife on his waist with a clatter.
Baihu stopped talking, took a step back, and waved his hands forward.
The four defenders at the city gate rushed forward and blocked the city gate, with their spears stretched out diagonally, as if they were ready to fight at any time.
The bright spear tip was even more dazzling under the sunlight.
"Crash the city gate, kill without mercy." As if feeling that the posture was not enough, Baihu followed up and shouted.
"Gongchang is suffering from drought. We are providing disaster relief. Who are you fighting with?" A lazy voice came from behind.
Xiao Chen slapped his mouth with his right hand and walked out from the base of the city wall with sleepy eyes.
Just now, as soon as the soldiers guarding the city reported, Baihu sent someone to notify Xiao Chen.
If Xiao Chen hadn't told him to kill him, he wouldn't have dared to talk to Dingxihou's guards like this.
Seeing Xiao Chen appear, Baihu hurriedly turned around and clasped his fists in salute: "Sir, a group of people claiming to be the Marquis of Dingxi are coming to the city. The villain asked them to show their official documents, and they drew their swords."
"Oh?" Xiao Chen raised his head and looked at the guard sitting on horseback: "Put your knife away first. This is a major disaster relief area in Gongchang Mansion. Don't dance with guns or sticks."
The guard frowned slightly and slowly lowered the sword in his hand.
Hundreds of households call each other "sir". Could it be that this person is an official of Gongchang Mansion?
However, he was clearly wearing an ordinary school captain uniform, so what was going on?
"Who are you?" the guard said coldly.
Without answering, Xiao Chen slowly walked to the guard's horse, stretched out two fingers of his right hand, and flicked the back of the guard's sword twice.
"Take it back, I don't want you to hang down."
The guard wanted to get angry, but looking at Xiao Chen's calm look, he felt a little guilty for some reason.
He raised his sword and inserted it into the scabbard.
"Doesn't this look like a guard of the Hou Mansion?" Xiao Chen smiled faintly, "Baring his teeth and claws, roaring loudly, these are the behaviors of a low-ranking person."
"Do you believe that we are from the Marquis's Mansion?" the guard whispered.
"Of course. Dingxihou works in a low-key manner and loves the people as his own son. Only he can ride in such a dilapidated carriage. With a few guards armed to the teeth, who else has such an aura except Dingxihou."
As he spoke, he faced the carriage with his hands clasped in fists: "The Marquis is already here. This is the gate of Gongchang City, and it is also an important place for disaster relief in Gongchang. Please get out of the car and inspect it."
The curtain of the carriage was slowly opened, and a cloth shoe stuck out from inside.
Everything that happened just now was heard clearly by Ding Xihou in the carriage.
Judging from the attitude of the soldiers guarding the city, something must have happened to his youngest son.
As for those who could attack the prefect of Gongchang, only the imperial envoys sent by the imperial court in Gongchang City were capable.
The person in front of me, who seemed to be speaking respectfully, but was actually arrogant, must be the purple-clad captain of Dongchang, the imperial envoy sent by the imperial court for disaster relief.
He stretched out his left foot, straightened his clothes, and then slowly got out of the carriage.
"You speak tactfully but without losing force, and your temperament is calm but without losing grandeur. Your Excellency must be the purple-clad captain of Dongchang, sent by the imperial court for disaster relief."
The tone was very calm, and Ding Xihou also raised his fists.
The guards on the military horse next to them saw Dingxihou clasping his fists and already knew something was wrong. They hurriedly waved to the other guards to signal everyone to dismount.
When I heard Marquis Dingxi say that the other party was Colonel Ziyi, I felt even more frightened.
Just now, if he had not been able to restrain himself and dared to take action, he would have been dead on the spot right now.
"The Marquis has said so." Xiao Chen said with a smile on his face, "I am the purple-clad captain of Dongchang. However, the emperor only asked me to come to Gongchang to provide disaster relief, and did not appoint me as an imperial envoy."
"Young and promising, his words are humble." The Marquis of Dingxi also had a smile on his face, "If you are ordered by the emperor to provide disaster relief, you are the imperial envoy. Although I am personally granted the title by Taizu, disaster relief should still be handled by the imperial envoy.
Your Excellency is fully in charge, so how can I dare to inspect at will?"
He seemed humble, but Xiao Chen understood that this old fox was trying hard to convey a message to him: he was a marquis personally named by Taizu.
"They say that Mr. Hou is loyal and low-key, and today he is truly worthy of his reputation." Xiao Chen said with a smile, "Although the disaster in Gongchang has not been alleviated, the victims have been properly resettled. Mr. Hou, please come with me to take a look at the disaster relief work.
There is nothing left that is unsatisfactory."
With that said, Xiao Chen prepared to walk towards the tents under the city wall.
Ding Xihou had been worried about the safety of his youngest son Wang Kuan, so he was not in the mood to look at the tents of these victims.
"With the imperial envoy sitting in charge, how can I dare to dictate important disaster relief matters?" Ding Xihou said with a smile, "I have been traveling for several days in a row, and now I am hungry. How about you make arrangements for us to find someone?
Someplace to sit down and talk.”
Xiao Chen scratched the back of his head and looked embarrassed: "Master Hou, if you don't remind me, I really forgot that you came here from Dingxi. Let's take a walk and go to the city first."
The soldiers guarding the city gate had already opened the city gate when they heard what Xiao Chen said.
The hundreds of households guarding the city stood respectfully at the front, hunched over and lowered their heads, as if they had done something wrong.
"Please, Lord Marquis." Xiao Chen smiled and extended his right hand towards the city gate.
"Your Majesty the Imperial Envoy, please." Dingxi Hou was also polite and refused to move.
He left the guards behind him and led the carriage. He didn't know what to do for a while.
