Chapter 54 I have something to ask you, sir.
While Gao Lizheng was still hesitating, Dongzi remembered the important things Gao Shanhe had told him before leaving.
"Uncle San, by the way, Brother Shanhe asked me to tell you that among the prisoners exiled this time, there are members of the Xie family."
Gao Li was still wondering how the village would handle so many people, and didn't react when he heard Dongzi's words.
"What do you mean by thanking your family?"
"That's the one! The one from Beijing." Dongzi thought for a moment and said, "The one where the legend says there's a god in their house, the one that fights in wars."
Gao Lizheng was shocked. "The Xie family that is said to have a deity enshrined in their home?"
"right!"
Dongzi didn't quite understand what was so special about the Xie family, but Gao Lizheng had heard about the Xie family. He was different from other villagers. He often dealt with officials and often went to the city for business. He didn't know much about the Xie family, but he knew that there was such a magical thing in Daliang.
In the folk market, there are fabricated rumors everywhere, and people just listen to them for fun. Anyway, no one has ever seen the famous Xie family, let alone any gods.
The villagers often deal with the city gods and land gods, and occasionally, some will go to nearby temples to pray to the gods and worship Buddha.
Gao Lizheng had only heard of the gods in legend and had never seen them in person, so he didn't take them seriously.
Dongzi said, "Brother Shanhe said that Sister Huaihua once said that if the villagers did good deeds and accumulated blessings, perhaps a noble person would come to help them when a disaster struck. When Brother Shanhe was selling straw sandals, he secretly inquired about it, and he said that maybe the Xie family is the noble person of our village."
When Gao Lizheng heard what Sister Huaihua said, his nerves suddenly tensed up!
Grabbing Dongzi's wrist: "Say it again!"
Dongzi was startled and repeated what he had just said.
This time, Gao Lizheng no longer had any hesitation. No matter how many officers, soldiers and fugitives there were, they were in Gaojia Village, ready to take them!
He sent Dongzi away: "You go! Tell every household so that everyone in the village knows what's going on. Those who are willing to contact me can come and tell me, whether it's outside their house or somewhere else. Those who don't want to contact me can just keep an eye on the front door and things at home, just to avoid any trouble. You also go and tell the women who have some manual labor at home, so that they won't be scared by a group of people coming from outside the village."
"Okay! I'll go right away!" Dongzi went to notify happily.
Gao Shanhe asked him to come back and report the news. He felt that Shanhe was right, and perhaps there was someone among the prisoners who could really help.
When the village head, Uncle Gao, heard about Sister Huaihua's story, he did not hesitate. Dongzi felt that although there were many people, it was a good thing that they came. If there really was a noble person who could help the village, then the villagers of their Gaojia Village would no longer have to worry about it.
Before long, the people of Gaojia Village learned that a large group of one or two hundred people would be passing through Gaojia Village.
In the afternoon, the villagers gathered together to discuss this matter. It had been a long time since they had seen such a lively atmosphere since the autumn harvest.
When some people heard that Gao Shanhe and Dongzi were selling straw sandals to those refugees and that they had made some money, their enthusiasm suddenly grew even greater.
"I sold Erhan's father's shoes to see if I could get something in exchange so I can go to the city and buy some colorful cloth to add to my daughter's dowry when she gets married at the end of the year."
One of the sisters-in-law laughed and said, "Maybe we can exchange it with that poor noble for some red hairpins and bracelets, and use it directly as your daughter's dowry."
The woman slapped her thigh and said, "That's right! Why didn't I think of that?"
Everyone burst into laughter. Someone took the time to ask Dongzi, who was squatting by the fire, "With so many prisoners, are they behaving well?"
"Be obedient. There are many officials escorting you, not only yamen runners but also soldiers. Those who disobey will be whipped severely!" Dongzi said with lingering fear when he recalled the scene he had seen before.
Everyone fell silent upon hearing this.
"There are so many officials coming this time. It must be difficult to serve them, right?" someone said in fear.
"Hey, what are you afraid of? They're just officials escorting prisoners, and they won't whip us. What's there to be afraid of?"
That made sense. After a brief silence, the discussion got heated again.
As for Sister Huaihua's prophecy and the nobleman among the exiles, Gao Lizheng didn't let Dongzi speak first, and decided to wait and observe after those people arrived in the village before making a decision.
"Brother Shanhe said the same thing." So Dongzi never mentioned the disaster in Gaojia Village.
At this time, a long team of exiles was struggling to walk across a deserted gravel field.
Along the way, there were several large pits where stones were mined in the mountains. The team walked through the foot of the mountain. The ground was full of gravel and it was very uncomfortable to walk on.
Many people got scratches on their feet, and the blood mixed with mud and sand made it even more painful.
Emperor Longqing rebuilt the palace a few years ago, and officials from the Ministry of Works were looking for rocks and wood. There happened to be several good quarrying sites here, and after digging for a long time, they dug a large pit halfway up the mountain. The ground was also bumpy and extremely difficult to walk on.
The official's carriage and baggage were rolling and swaying on the road, and the Min family's caravan behind them was not much better off.
One of the prisoners walking in the middle accidentally stepped on an empty stone and fell to the ground. His shoulders and arms were either bruised or scratched, and blood was pouring out.
Zhang Hanlin was one of them. He was helping his elderly mother walk. The old lady walked steadily, but he himself did not pay attention to his feet and fell on the sharp-edged cracked rock next to him.
Zhang Dayi's sleeve was instantly torn, leaving a two-finger-long wound on his right arm. Blood gushed out, staining half of his arm, which scared the old lady.
Xie Yuchuan was reviewing the formation in his dream in his mind all the way. He was extremely talented, and once he mastered the essence of the formation, he could practice various applications in his mind.
After Zhang Dayi fell, there was chaos in front. When he walked over, he saw Zhang Dayi covered in blood and his face was pale.
If you suffer such an injury on the way to exile, your life is half in the hands of the King of Hell.
Zhang Dayi sighed deeply and wanted to tear off a piece of his robe to bandage the wound. The escorts would not allow them to fall behind. If he did not bandage the bleeding area, he might die on the way before he could walk a few miles.
Just as he was struggling to tear off the strips of cloth, Xie Yuchuan's voice rang out behind him.
"Let me do it."
Zhang Dayi turned around and saw Xie Yuchuan holding a small bottle in his hand with a frank look on his face.
Xie Yuchuan's voice was deep and clear, and he didn't say much while helping. He took out a wound medicine with excellent hemostatic effect from his body and sprinkled it evenly on Zhang Dayi's arm.
The external medicine given by Tu Huan was very effective in stopping bleeding, and Xie Yuchuan had used it in the imperial prison.
When the family god gave them something yesterday, he saw that there was some medicine for external injuries among them, so he took some with him. He didn't expect to use it while traveling today.
Since the Xie family allowed Zhang Dayi and his old mother to follow, it meant that they wanted to take care of them.
After taking the medicine, the bleeding stopped quickly.
Zhang Dayi's eyes were filled with surprise, and he subconsciously asked, "What kind of medicine is this? It's so effective?" After saying this, he realized he had spoken out of turn and apologized quickly, "I'm sorry, I spoke too much in a hurry."
"No problem."
Xie Yuchuan had been marching and fighting for many years and was accustomed to dealing with external injuries. Now with the medicine given by the family god, he quickly helped Zhang Dayi treat the wound.
Zhang Dayi's old mother watched from the side and expressed her gratitude repeatedly.
Xie Yuchuan raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Dayi, "Yuheng has something I would like to ask for your advice, sir."
Zhang Dayi was quite surprised. He held his arm and asked in confusion, "I dare not give you any advice. Why don't you tell me what it is?"
Xie Yuchuan pondered for a moment, then asked, "Sir, do you know if anyone can learn and improve in a dream?"
Zhang Dayi was stunned by the question: "..."
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