After finishing the meal, Song Wan touched his bulging belly, still thinking about the carts of food.
She thought about it and finally decided that she would go there herself when the time came to move the grain, and let Song Qi go. She was afraid that if something unexpected happened, he would not be able to defeat the other party.
So when Gu Yan hurriedly led Gu Wen and Gu Wu out at midnight, he saw Song Wan standing there in a black robe.
Gu Yanji had a bad feeling in his heart and asked, "What are you doing?"
Song Wan said as a matter of course, "Move the grain!"
Gu Yan raised her eyebrows anxiously, "You want to go too?"
Song Wan thought to herself, before she even said anything to him, he started questioning her, the team leader, "If a sickly person like you can go, why can't I go and move my own food!"
She hasn't blamed him for not following the doctor's advice yet.
Gu Yan laughed anxiously, "Miss Song, don't you realize that my illness is almost healed?"
Song Wan was surprised, "Really? Let me touch it."
These days, she rarely touches his hand because she found that touching his hand is not as effective as before in upgrading her superpowers.
Song Wan was very skilled. She grabbed Gu Yanji's hand in a few seconds, pinching it left and right, feeling the tiny amount of mental power absorbed. Gu Yanji's injuries indeed recovered faster than she expected. In just half a month, they were almost healed.
The woman's hands may have been blown by the cold night wind for too long, and they were icy cold, tightly pressed against his skin. Gu Yan's heart suddenly beat faster in anxiety.
Gu Wen and Gu Wu looked at Song Wan who was blatantly taking advantage of his master, their mouths twitched, and they looked up at the sky. They couldn't help but think in tacit understanding, should they pretend not to see, or should they pretend not to see?
Song Wan touched him for a long time and finally let go. Could it be that because she absorbed the mental power contained in his body, she indirectly accelerated the recovery of his wounds?
After thinking about it, it seems that this is the only reason.
"But even if you recover from your injury, you still have to listen to me." Song Wan felt she had to emphasize one thing to him, "I am the boss of our team."
Gu Yan looked at the woman anxiously, and occasionally an absurd thought flashed through his mind: Is she really the Song Wan from Weiyuan Marquis Mansion?
Putting aside all his thoughts, Gu Yan quickly returned to normal. He chuckled and said, "Then let's go together."
In addition to helping Song Wan move grain, Gu Yanji had another thing to do this time, which was to meet Jiang Zhen, the commander-in-chief guarding Guizhou.
The carts of grain were parked in the front yard of the Colonel's Mansion. When Gu Yan waited anxiously for others to come over, Jiang Zhen had already been waiting for a long time.
He stepped forward quickly, clasped his fists and saluted, "I am here to greet you, General!"
Gu Yan hurriedly blocked his half-saluted hand and said, "No need to be polite. There are no generals here anymore."
Even a man in his thirties couldn't help but tear up when he heard his words. He choked up and said, "In my heart, the general will always be the general!"
Gu Wen and Gu Wu stood on both sides, their eyes also red.
Gu Yanji didn't bother about the other party's address. He came here mainly to understand the current situation in Guizhou.
"I am a humble general, and I have never been able to fulfill the expectations of the late emperor." Jiang Zhen spoke frankly, "If we make even the slightest movement, they will notice it."
Although Qiandi is adjacent to Xinzhou, the two places are very different in all other aspects except that they have the same cold winters and hot summers.
Many crops that can be grown in Xinzhou cannot be grown in Guizhou, and there will be sandstorms here at certain times.
Jiang Zhen has been leading the research for several years, but still has found nothing.
Gu Yanji knew that this was not easy, and did not mean to blame him, "Guizhou is already bitterly cold, this is not your fault."
Speaking of which, this was also a military general who followed the late emperor to suppress the rebellion of treacherous eunuchs. If it weren't for the fact that Qiandi needed his own people to guard it, how could the late emperor have the heart to bury such a brave and warlike general here in vain.
"How is the situation in the army?" Gu Yan asked anxiously.
Speaking of the army, Jiang Zhen became much more energetic. "General, the army has regular training every day and has never missed it in the past five years!"
"Captain Jiang, you did a good job." Gu Yan praised sincerely.
Before coming to Qian, he had thought about whether the military general who had been defending Qian for five years might have already rebelled, and whether the decision made by the previous emperor was wrong.
Now it seems that the late emperor made the right bet.
"I'm useless. Of the troops stationed in Guizhou, only half are our own. We secretly replaced them after the imperial conscription order came down," Jiang Zhen said honestly. "The remaining tens of thousands are still hiding in the dark. For their own safety, I'm the only one who knows their whereabouts."
After checking that there was no shortage of food, Song Wan finally noticed the conversation between the two. She glanced at the bearded man with piercing eyes and suddenly interrupted, "Are you talking about those people hiding in the hills behind the village?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she met a sharp and scrutinizing gaze. Jiang Zhen's expression did not change, but he was terrified in his heart. How did this woman know this and how much did she know?
"Song Wan!" In a hurry, Gu Yan called out the name directly. He didn't even notice when she used that special internal force again.
In order to prevent Jiang Zhen from misunderstanding, Gu Yan hurriedly introduced Song Wan's identity, "This is the granddaughter of the old Marquis Weiyuan."
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone." She wasn't stupid. Song Wan jumped off the grain cart, walked up to the two of them, and continued, "But Big Beard, didn't you mistreat them? They're all so skinny, as if they haven't eaten meat for three years."
When Song Wan first arrived at the village, she felt something unusual in the back mountain. Later, she used her mental power to scan and vaguely discovered that there were many people in the mountain, so she didn't let Song Er go deep into the mountain, and only let him hunt a few pheasants and rabbits on the outskirts.
The people on the back mountain reminded her of the dozen or so families on Qingyun Mountain, so Song Wan thought that they also fled here and finally chose to settle down in the back mountain.
Jiang Zhen paused for a moment before realizing the bearded man was calling him. He quickly composed himself and explained to the two men, "They live in the mountains and can't openly grow crops. Five thousand people can only survive by hunting, and even that's not enough to eat. To avoid attracting the attention of other officials in Guizhou, I secretly transport their annual rations to a designated location, and then the people in the mountains quietly come down to carry them."
Since the whereabouts of these five thousand people were already known, Jiang Zhen had no choice but to tell them the truth. "To be honest, General, the grain that the people of Guizhou harvest each year, after deducting taxes, is barely enough for a family to eat half full."
When the late emperor handed these 100,000 people over to him, he told him that in order to prevent Prince Xiang and others from noticing, he would not receive any help, and all connections between the two would be severed once he arrived in Qian.
All Jiang Zhen could do was to hold out and wait for the new emperor chosen by the late emperor to take the throne.
"So people here also don't have enough to eat?" Song Wan murmured to herself.
Before the end of the world, Song Wan thought that the children in the orphanage were the only ones in the world who would never have enough to eat. Later, when the end of the world came, everyone tightened their belts and went hungry in order to survive.
She also thought that as long as the end of the world did not come and there were no orphanages in the world, no one would starve anymore.
"The Dai Viet Dynasty has only been pacified for more than ten years. At that time, the princes from all directions rose up in rebellion, the people suffered, and were displaced. Now they are just barely catching their breath." Gu Yan hurriedly stated this fact.
Even if the late emperor worked hard to govern the country and reduced taxes, it would still not be enough. The heavy damage suffered by Dai Viet in the previous decades would require more time to repair.
However, in recent years, the border has been unstable, and the Qiang people and Daye in the west are ready to make moves. In order to consume Dai Viet's military strength, the two sides seem to have a tacit understanding to harass Dai Viet's border in turn, leaving the border troops no chance to rest.
"How pitiful." Song Wan suddenly felt that the braised pork she had eaten in the evening was not as tasty anymore.
She thought of herself in her previous life. Before she was fifteen, she had never eaten enough in the orphanage because she had a huge appetite. Later, she arrived in the end of the world. Although her spiritual power was awakened, the food she could exchange for every day was still limited.
Song Wan suddenly realized that if she hadn't come here, she might never have the chance to have a full meal.
"The emperor here doesn't care?" Song Wan asked.
Gu Yanji quickly caught the wrong meaning in her words, "the emperor here", isn't she from Dai Yue?
Is she from the Qiang tribe or Daye? Gu Yanji subconsciously didn't want to believe this conclusion. If she wasn't from Daye, why would she save her again and again? Wouldn't it be simpler to just kill her with one blow?
Gu Yanji was sure that she was not wearing any masks. If she was not Song Wan, how could there be two people in the world who looked exactly the same?
Seeing that Gu Yan was anxious and didn't answer, Jiang Zhen had to explain himself, "The late emperor was in charge, but the current successor, Prince Xiang, is quite narrow-minded, so he pays more attention to his equally powerful brother."
"The one called King Yu?" Song Wan asked after searching through his memories.
Jiang Zhen nodded and said directly, "As far as I know, King Yu is not really obeying."
Song Wan said that she could understand it. After all, there was no one who didn't want to sit on the throne. Just like in the end times, those people wanted to be the first to research the drug to suppress zombies. As soon as there was any change, they rushed forward like crazy without caring about anything.
Sometimes, Song Wan felt that they were not fighting for the precarious end of the world, but just wanted to satisfy their own selfish desires and for that illusory sense of accomplishment.
"I think you shouldn't care about King Xiang and King Yu now." He could barely eat, yet he still cared about who sat on the throne.
Song Wan glanced at the not-so-big Colonel's Mansion, and the only two words that came to his mind were: how poor!
The pond was bare, without even any lotus flowers planted.
It was completely different from the prefectural mansion she had seen when she passed through Xinzhou City. Her mental power could now penetrate ordinary walls. Inside the Xinzhou mansion, she saw several courtyards filled with flowers that looked very precious.
Although in her opinion, those flowers were useless and might as well be used to plant potatoes, it also showed that the prefect of Xinzhou was not poor at all!
Speaking of Xinzhou, Song Wan suddenly remembered what Gu Wu had said before, that there was a lot of silver hidden in the study in the front yard of that mansion!
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