The county magistrate secretly cursed these people for causing trouble for him.
But he didn't dare to stop for a moment and ran out in a hurry.
Xin Sanlang volunteered: "Sir, how about allowing me to take the others to investigate the situation first?"
The county magistrate thought for a moment and nodded, "Alright! Move quickly. I'll go to the garrison camp myself. Otherwise, they won't move."
"yes."
Xin Sanlang obeyed the order.
He hurried out to greet the yamen runners and rushed out of the city.
But, they were still a step too slow.
When they left the city and ran several miles, they finally saw a large group of refugees gathered together. They had haggard faces and their eyes were full of longing.
But there were too many of them, and their group didn't even have ten people.
The bailiff held Xin Sanlang back, preventing him from getting too close.
Xin Sanlang simply took the yamen runners on a detour and ran to another high mountain to watch the people passing by at the foot of the mountain.
"Fellow villagers, what are you doing?" Xin Sanlang shouted loudly.
Hearing the sound, a group of refugees stopped and looked up.
When the refugees saw that they were government officials, they were a little scared.
One of the refugees stood up:
"We heard there's food in Xiayan Village, so we're going there to beg for something to eat!"
Xin Sanlang's heart sank. Just as they expected, someone deliberately spread rumors and attracted these refugees.
He quickly explained, "Fellow villagers, Xiayan Village doesn't have any extra food. Don't be misled by rumors!"
However, the refugees did not listen to his explanation at all. They were too hungry to bear it.
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