Chapter 073 Waterway
Admonitions and warnings, everyone started cursing and complaining.
Uncle Qi continued to bow to all directions, and finally looked at the supervisor with a sullen face.
"Everyone, rest assured. I will definitely take good care of Qingshan. He also can't accept the fact that Lao Zhao was buried in the mine. Everyone, please be more patient..."
Zhao Hengjiang and Lao Qi both come from military backgrounds and have a high reputation in the mine, so everyone has to give them some face.
They are all so tired. If they were not forced into a corner, no one would have time to talk. They would disperse after a warning.
The supervisor finally glared at Zhao Qingshan as a warning, then turned and left.
"Let's go home first!"
Uncle Qi forcibly grabbed Zhao Qingshan's arm and took him home, not giving him a chance to say anything.
Many villages have formed around the iron mine, all of which have been built by miners over the years.
A flood submerged many places, and now the place where they live is more like a collection of shacks than a village.
Chiyan County has no other products except iron ore, and there are only a lot of bamboos.
Build a frame with bamboo and fill the gaps with clay, and you can get by in the summer.
The temporary village implemented the law of collective responsibility and did not allow these poor villagers to live alone. Lao Qi lived with Zhao Qingshan's father because he had a close relationship with him.
It is just two connected bamboo houses, with a half-person-high shed serving as a kitchen.
The man was dragged into the house alive, but Lao Qi ignored him. He first poured water into the clay pot, added the relief grain distributed by the county government, and started a fire to cook.
When I returned to the room, I found Zhao Qingshan still in a trance, so I patted his shoulder.
"Don't take it to heart. We don't really hold grudges. Regardless of whether you're involved or not, we all have to work and can't get away with it."
"But there's a real possibility that my dad and the others are still alive."
"Qingshan, it's been over twenty days," Uncle Qi sighed. "Even if they didn't drown, how did they survive in the cave?"
Zhao Qingshan gritted his teeth, there were some things he couldn't say.
"Don't think about it, just take a rest first, and then have a good sleep after dinner."
The forty or fifty families in the temporary village were all exhausted after working continuously, and there was not even the sound of quarrels or shaking bamboo beds.
Smoke rose from every household, but it all melted into the rain.
There are supervisors in the village and patrols around. If you are caught and try to escape, the entire village will be held responsible.
Even if they didn't beat him to death on the spot, it would be easy to kill him in the mine, so everyone yelled at Zhao Qingshan before.
"Dad, Brother Qingshan won't cause any more trouble, right?"
In a house in the center of the village, an old father sat on a bamboo stool and his son squatted at the door, each holding a bowl of coarse grain porridge and drinking it slowly.
The old man, who was in his fifties, had a pale face and dark circles under his eyes. At his age, he had to do heavy work in the rain for four hours. If his son had not been taking care of him, he would have collapsed long ago.
Fortunately, the imperial envoy arrived and arranged for the imperial guards and garrison troops to build walls and dig canals.
I think for the sake of the noble man, things won't be too embarrassing at this time, and maybe this old life can still survive for a while.
"With Old Qi watching over him, there shouldn't be any problems. Qingshan is just too attached to his family. Just give him a warning, and don't make things too difficult for him."
The son curled his lips, still somewhat disagreeing in his heart.
Originally, my father shouldn't have to work at his age. It would be enough to have him, a young and strong man, to take care of the family. But he was implicated because of Zhao Qingshan.
After two mouthfuls of porridge, the rough taste of the porridge scratched my throat, making it difficult to swallow. I still couldn't help but complain softly:
"What kind of princess is this? She mixed bran into the disaster relief food. What a sage!"
The old man shook his head and laughed, "What do you know? No matter how good the food the court distributes is, when it falls into our hands..."
He held the bowl in both hands and raised it gently, "It can only be this."
"What do you mean? All the good rice was embezzled?"
The old man didn't explain any further.
If he were still an official, he would teach his son the truth, but what's the point now? He just murmured softly: "Be content..."
The prince is truly wise to be able to drink porridge so thick that you can stick chopsticks in it, regardless of whether it contains bran or not.
After drinking the porridge, washing up and changing into dry clothes, every household did the same, and soon the village fell into silence.
Late at night, when everyone was asleep, Zhao Qingshan slowly opened his eyes and got out of bed with the gentlest movements.
There was no oil lamp in the house, and there was no moonlight on the rainy night. However, in the pitch-black environment, he perfectly avoided all obstacles without making a sound.
He walked slowly to Uncle Qi's bed next door, stretched out his finger and accurately pressed on his Shenmenxue point.
He has a secret unknown to others, which is that he has cultivated true qi, although it is only a strand as big as a bean.
After making sure Uncle Qi fell asleep, he quietly left the house.
We groped our way forward in the dark and finally reached the only well in the village.
There was no one around, so he grabbed the hemp rope and lowered himself down little by little, until he finally slid into the water.
Take a deep breath, and then dive in resolutely...
Two moments later, Zhao Qingshan emerged from the well of an abandoned old house in the east of the city.
He didn't care about anything else and just leaned on the wall of the well with his hands, breathing heavily for a long time.
Going underground is never an easy task, even if you know all the routes by heart.
After finally catching his breath, Zhao Qingshan turned his hands around and searched for it bit by bit.
But after round and round, his face darkened.
His father had told him before that if an accident happened, the female constable would leave a mark here to arrange a meeting place.
But he searched back and forth several times but found no trace.
That’s all!
It would be best if there was someone to help, but if not, he would go directly to the court’s disaster relief team.
After climbing out of the well, he went over the route in his mind twice before setting off.
Before asking to see Her Royal Highness the Princess, he must first obtain a secret file hidden by his father, which is his only bargaining chip.
Zhao Qingshan walked quickly along the wall, but just as he passed two alleys, he suddenly shuddered.
What's going on? Why is there someone following him?
His breathing was disordered for a moment, but he quickly calmed down, kept walking, and quickly thought of a strategy in his mind.
No, there is only one chance, and we must not take any risks.
The route shifted quietly, and after another turn, Zhao Qingshan suddenly accelerated and jumped over the wall.
There was a well in the yard that could be used for escape. He rushed over like the wind and dived into it headfirst.
But the next moment, something strange happened... His body was suspended in mid-air and unable to move!
Before he could react, he was "blown" to the corner of the yard.
A dozen breaths later, two figures also flipped into the yard.
They also rushed to the well immediately and saw the ripples in it.
"Damn it! How did he find out?!"
"I've lost the person, what should I do next?"
I didn't dare go into the water because if something happened, I wouldn't even have a chance to ask for help.
"Search first. If you can't find anything, you can only report it truthfully."
The two men were smart enough to suspect that he might have escaped, so they searched the yard carefully several times.
Zhao Qingshan's eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost, because he was standing on the southeast corner of the wall at that moment.
Even though he approached them several times, the two of them ignored him.
After searching everywhere without any results, the tracker had to give up and quickly left the yard.
Zhao Qingshan trembled and turned his head to look at the veiled woman beside him, "You... who are you?"
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