After the exile team walked six or seven miles, villages and people appeared in front of them.
The children playing in the mud at the village entrance were surprised to see so many people coming to their village, but they immediately shouted to the village: "Grandpa, grandma, uncle, aunt, someone is coming!"
Soon an adult appeared at the entrance of the village.
“There are so many people.”
"Hey, you're the exiled team!"
The kind-looking old man was brought to the front of the exile team by the child and said, "I am the village chief of Langyan Village, Yan Ziping."
Wang Zifu bowed and said, "Yes, I am Wang Zifu, the leader of the yamen runners who are escorting fugitives. We encountered bandits on the way and suffered a great loss. I wonder if the village chief could do us a favor and let us stay for one night."
Fearing a refusal, he quickly said, "If you're willing, I'll return the money after I withdraw it from the government office. Alternatively, you can send someone to go with me to the government office."
"I trust you with the money." Yan Ziping waved his hand and said, "You're all in such a bad state now. Let's go to the village and rest first!"
"Although our village is not rich and relies on the mountains for its livelihood, we can still entertain some guests."
Yan Ziping's son Yan Zhong also took out tangerines to entertain the guests and led them into the village.
When Wang Zifu heard that he wanted to borrow a pot to boil medicine, he first led a group of people to the largest house in the village, which was the Langyan Village Ancestral Hall, where all important matters in the village were discussed.
"There's a small kitchen over here in the ancestral hall, and everything can be used."
Yan Zhong arranged for everyone to sit down: "Wait here for a while. The village chief will call everyone to a meeting and assign you places to live."
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