These grain bags were the same as those placed at the base of the walls of the two previous mud-brick houses. Although they were not covered with so much dust, they looked a bit old and must have been there for some time.
Before he could take it out for a closer look, the team at the foot of the mountain had already come up with torches. Zou Yun quickly walked around the row of thatched houses in front and came to Wei Yunlan.
Seeing the body lying on the ground, Zou Yun took a breath and looked towards Wei Yunlan hurriedly, "Miss Wei, are you not hurt?"
“No.” Wei Yunlan shook his head, pointed to the row of thatched houses in front, and said seriously: “Zou Yun, we found the grain.”
"Ah?" Zou Yun didn't react for a moment.
Wei Yunlan repeated, "It was the batch of disaster relief grain that Qingzhou sent to Huangzhou."
"What!" Zou Yun widened his eyes in shock. He quickly walked around to the front of the house and pushed open the doors one by one. Seeing the piles of food in front of him, he couldn't help but feel dazed.
What does it mean that after searching high and low for something, you finally find it without any effort?
That's it!
The relief grain that had been lost after a whole night of pursuit suddenly appeared in Yandu Gorge!
"Those people in Prison Tiger Village are really good at hiding." Tang Hai said this. Looking at the familiar houses filled with food, he smacked his lips and said, "I didn't expect they would take a fancy to this shabby place of ours."
"The boss is really amazing, he was able to find me here!"
Wei Yunlan didn't dare to bow, so she smiled and shook her head to explain, "It's not that I'm good, it's clearly that Heiyun's dog has a very sensitive nose, and he smelled something strange here, so he brought me here."
"Heiyun is truly a divine dog!" Tang Hai and Zou Yun said in unison.
"Chen Yan, leave quickly and report what happened here to the Huangzhou Guard Station." After Zou Yun gave the order, he suddenly noticed that Wei Yunlan had been leaning against the wall. He walked up to her and asked worriedly, "Miss Wei, are you feeling unwell?"
As he spoke, he couldn't help but glance up and down, and realized that there were really no wounds on Wei Yunlan's body, and there was no smell of blood, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's okay, maybe I'm just a little tired." Wei Yunlan guessed that maybe it was because he put too many things into the space at once and it took too much energy, so he felt exhausted.
"Maybe a good night's sleep will make things better."
"Then I'll take you down the mountain." Zou Yun helped Wei Yunlan down the mountain.
The personnel from the Huangzhou Guard and Tianshu Pavilion stationed in Huangzhou were already on their way to the Prison Tiger Village. After receiving the news here, they would arrive in less than a day.
Just as the sky was getting light, Chen Yan, who had left the canyon to report the news, had already rushed back. Entering the canyon with him were a confidant of Xue Lian and two members of the Tianshu Pavilion's secret department.
They will temporarily take over the matter of disaster relief grain. In two days at most, Xue Lian will arrive here with a thousand troops, clear out the Prison Tiger Village, and personally transport the grain away.
"Lord Xue also requested grain from Hanzhou, Xingzhou and other places. Now those batches of grain are still on the way. But with these two thousand dan of grain from Qingzhou, we will be able to get through the most difficult period."
Starting again, Zou Yun sat on the front shaft of the carriage and turned around to say to Wei Yunlan.
"Two thousand stones?" Wei Yunlan was stunned.
"Yes. This time, Qingzhou sent a total of 3,000 stones of disaster relief grain to Huangzhou," said Zou Yun.
Wei Yunlan silently calculated in his heart and couldn't help but click his tongue.
The amount of old grain she stored in the underground secret room was almost ten times the amount in the thatched houses in front.
In other words, there are almost 30,000 shi of grain!
Even if it was not new grain, but old grain that had been stored for who knows how long, it was still edible. A full 30,000 dan was enough to feed a hundred thousand troops for about half a month!
This is a "wealth" that cannot be measured by money.
It can come in handy when necessary!
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Just as Wei Yunlan and his party continued to move towards Yandu Gorge, to the east of Yandu Gorge, separated by strange peaks and steep mountains, was the territory of the Northern Barbarians, hundreds of miles away.
In the most remote palace of the heavily guarded Huyan tribe palace.
She had a barbarian bun on her hair and was very thin. She looked at the palace maid who looked out of place here, and walked into the palace room with a tray and lowered eyes.
The maid guarding the palace glanced at the food on the tray and frowned, saying, "It's mutton, mare's milk, and dry cakes again. There's not even any vegetarian dishes or anything that's easy to digest... We clearly told them that our princess has had a stomachache these days and can't eat these things!"
"All right, Xianglian." A weak voice came from the bed wrapped in a light gauze in the palace, "Take the plate of mutton out and share it with the others. Xianghe, bring the rest over and stay to serve."
"Yes." The two palace maids responded respectfully.
The one called Xianglian came out of the hall carrying the mutton, while the one called Xianghe walked around the gauze curtain with the tray in her hand and came to the bedside.
Her arms were extremely steady. Even when she moved her feet, the food in the dishes did not move at all. Not even the bowl of mare's milk shook a bit.
"Your Highness, please have your meal." Putting down the tray, she picked up the bowl of mare's milk soup first, scooped up a spoonful with a silver spoon somewhat unnaturally, and brought it to the mouth of Princess Changning, who was leaning against the head of the bed, so thin that only a bag of bones was left.
"Okay, I can do it myself." Princess Changning took the silver spoon and slid her moon-white silk sleeves down, revealing a wrist that was so slender that it seemed like it could be broken with a slight twist.
The palace maid who was holding a spoon and preparing to feed her just now, subconsciously darkened her eyes and revealed pity.
Princess Changning scooped a mouthful of mare's milk soup, endured the fishy taste in her mouth, and forced herself to swallow it. Seeing that the woman in front of her was still standing there, she nodded her chin slightly, motioning her to sit on the stool beside the bed.
"It's just the two of us here now, you can relax a little."
The maidservant standing beside the bed finally raised her head after hearing this, clasped her hands together, and bowed to Princess Changning like a child of Jianghu, "Thank you, Your Highness, for saving me."
“No need to thank me.” Princess Changning shook her head gently. “We are all from Dayong, and we have fallen to this place. If we meet by chance, we should help each other.”
"I didn't save you on purpose, but there just happened to be an opportunity for you to hide."
Speaking of this, Princess Changning couldn't help but sigh.
It is called an "opportunity", but it is actually a life.
Xianglian and Xianghe were both her personal maids who followed her when she got married. It was only after Xianghe jumped into the well that she learned that during the time she had been bedridden for a long time after her miscarriage, Xianghe had been tortured by the son of King Zuoguli who lived in the palace.
Zuo Guli Wang was cruel by nature, and took pleasure in humiliating young women and children. His son was no less cruel. If Xiang He had not been unable to endure it, she would not have committed suicide by jumping into the well.
The real Xianghe is dead.
The person in front of him was the Dayong assassin who was being pursued that day and hid in the palace.
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