The green tea system is lying to me again

Chapter 565
Before the men and horses set off again, they encountered a group of refugees going south, blocking the way forward, kneeling down and begging for some dry food for them to travel.

There was a lot of noise outside the carriage, and people couldn't help but lift the curtain to check the situation.

The soldier who came to report was waiting for Chu Qi's order.

They were accompanied by food and grass, but the food and grass were more to supply the border towns that were strained by the war.

After setting this precedent, what should they do if they meet a few more groups of refugees on the road.

But this group of refugees in front of them is really pitiful, not to mention sallow and emaciated, skinny, without a pair of good straw sandals on the soles of their feet, and their toes are worn out and bleeding.

Chu Qi rode on the horse, holding the rein in his hand, quietly drooping his eyes and thinking.

Seeing this, Princess Hehuan couldn't bear it, got out of the carriage, came to Chu Qi, bowed herself and said: "General, can you be kind and compassionate, and give some food to these innocent people?"

Chu Qi pursed his lips and remained silent, his indifferent eyes swept over Princess Hehuan.

Facing such a cold gaze, Princess Hehuan couldn't stand it any longer, shrugging her shoulders with a trembling heart, hearing the cries of these refugees, she had no choice but to meet Chu Qi's gaze, and straightened her back neither humble nor overbearing.

"General Chu."

Hearing the commotion here, Wei Lan couldn't help turning around with his horse, and said in a low voice: "These refugees have been hungry for a while, if they can't get food for the road, will they disperse for a while, I'm afraid it will delay the trip."

Although the words are concerned with the overall situation, there is also a bit of selfishness.

Wei Lan quietly glanced at Princess Hehuan, and saw that the eager look in her eyes was moderate, and she couldn't help but calm down.

Chu Qiguo made up his mind and said: "Leave enough road food for them, and order two soldiers to escort them to Luoqiu, let's go."

Seeing these refugees who were subjected to war for no reason and fled southward, kneeling down to beg for food, Chu Qi could not be completely cold-blooded and ruthless.

On this road, the further north you go, the more you can see starvation everywhere, and thieves are rampant in the mountains.

What they protect is the country behind them, and even more so the common people.

He will definitely recover the cities in the north, repel Diller, and let these people have a home again.

This is the real reason why Chu Qi was willing to gamble on the situation of the royal family in Gyeonggi and come to the northern border to fight to the death.

Even if this country name is not the Zhou family in the future, Chu Qi will not regret it.

Caring for home and country, not daring to forget worries.

"Hehuan, on behalf of these common people, thank General Chu."

Princess Hehuan raised her skirt to salute, but the darkness in her eyes was deeper, revealing a deep sadness that couldn't be resolved.

...

After being assassinated and attacked, the security on the road was obviously more stringent.

Any turmoil will be raised to prepare for it.

Xu Shi no longer had an opportunity to take advantage of, and he was not attacked again on the way to Beicang City, and successfully arrived at this heavy pass on the northern border.

Currently in control of Beicang City is the prefect Sun Yan.

Knowing that Chu Qi led the army to escort Princess Hehuan to get married, Changsun Yan waited on the city wall early and waited.

When they got to the bottom of the city, they ordered people to open the city gate and go out to meet them.

Changsun Yan was nearly forty years old, and he should be strong and wise. However, due to the recent frequent loss of the northern cities, Diller went south. He seemed to be in poor spirits and exhausted.

Changsun Yan stepped forward politely, knelt down and saluted, "See Princess Hehuan."

Princess Hehuan lifted the veil of the carriage, raised her hand and said softly: "The prefect, grandson, please get up."

"Thank you princess."

Changsun Yan retreated to one side, and arranged for troops to enter the city sideways.

Changsun Yan arranged for them to live in the backyard of the prefect's mansion. The conditions were favorable and he did not neglect.

There are still a few days before the date of the marriage proposed by Diller, and the Sanyu Festival during the period can be regarded as the last festival that Princess Hehuan spends in the land of Dazhou.

(End of this chapter)