The little girl hides her secrets

Chapter 162 162. Delivery
Taking advantage of the dead of night, Yun Yao quietly entered the main hall of the temple, looking for the flower seeds of the red baby.

There were two statues of Buddha standing in the main hall. Although Yun Yao was not superstitious, she was still in awe. She silently recited a few words of Amitabha, and quietly walked around behind the statues.

Sure enough, there is a hidden mystery here, but it is not complicated, like a stone drawer.

Yun Yao pulled it out effortlessly, and saw three sacks tightly stacked inside.

A faint fragrance came from inside, Yun Yao frowned slightly, and flew away from Ganyu Temple with three sacks on his shoulders.

Finding a secluded open space, Yun Yao burned the seeds with a fire.

Although the flowers are weird, the seeds are black, round and unremarkable.

When the seeds were burnt into a pile of black charcoal, Yun Yao was still worried. She stepped on it, twisted it vigorously with the sole of her shoe, and left safely after making sure that there was not a single seed left.

She tapped her toes lightly, jumped up several times in a row, and then disappeared into the thick night in the direction of the capital.

The next day, Kyoto.

The food in Liaozhou finally arrived, and the officers and soldiers transporting the food were also relieved, and collapsed to the ground one by one.

The overnight rush and the occasional harassment by bandits made them lose their color, and their soft armor was several sizes too big.

"Thanks for your hard work." The soldier guarding the gate casually reassured him, and then he poked open the sack on the grain truck as a routine, and in an instant, rice fell down the small hole.

The officers and soldiers suddenly felt dizzy, and he shouted: "Did you do the inspection like this?"

Then he hastily blocked the hole with his hands, and stared angrily at the soldier guarding the gate, his gaze seemed to swallow him up.

The soldier guarding the gate was ashamed for a while, he dodged his eyes for a moment, waved his hand, and said a little irritably: "No more poking, no more poking, you hurry over."

The officer and soldier snorted coldly, climbed into the grain truck, blocked the hole, and was pulled away by the driver along with the grain.

There are dozens of such grain trucks behind, all of which are covered with thick snow. The soldiers guarding the gate did not dare to be careless. They swept the snow with their guns and touched them one by one to confirm Inside is the touch of rice before waving and letting go.

The grain truck passed through the village in the city, and the people thought it was there to distribute grain, so they waited in line one after another. Unexpectedly, the grain truck didn't stop and drove directly into the city.

A skinny but angry man stepped forward and asked, "Isn't this food going to be distributed to us?"

The officers and soldiers had never seen such a confident person eating plain rice. He sent off: "The food must be transported to the treasury first, and then His Royal Highness will decide how to distribute it."

"We've all starved to death after waiting for so long!" The man refused to let go, and he was about to go up to fight.

After being coaxed by him like this, the few people behind followed eagerly.

A few soldiers ran over not far away, trying to beat these people back.

"Wait." The officers and soldiers standing on the grain truck shouted: "I have a bag of grain with holes, and it's not convenient to transport it there. Let them take it away."

"Success!" The man in the lead quickly responded. He was not afraid of the soldiers, and squeezed through them directly to catch the food handed over by the officers and soldiers.

The sack was packed tightly, and food was still leaking out of the hole. The man held down the place, picked up the sack, and walked happily into the village.

A hunchbacked old man leaned over and said, "Young man, share some with my family. I haven't had enough to eat for several days."

Although the government distributes porridge every day, the porridge is very watery, and each person can only eat one bowl, which is not enough for teeth.

The man glared at the old man, and shouted: "If you want to eat, take it yourself, there are still people in my family to take care of."

The old man didn't move, he looked at the man hesitantly, his eyes were full of pleading.

The man simply kicked the old man to the ground, and said arrogantly: "No one is allowed to come to me except pretty girls."

This made the common people angry. It's not like they couldn't afford to live anymore. Who didn't have a temporary difficulty?

The young women hid away one after another, and a few kind-hearted people went up to help the old man up, and brought him some hard buns from the house, only to find that the old man's son and daughter-in-law had passed away, and there were five young children left. The grandsons are so pitiful.

On the other side, grain trucks marched into the palace and were moved into the treasury in an orderly manner.

This speed was earlier than the prince expected. He breathed a sigh of relief, made careful arrangements, and decided to start distributing food seven days later.

The repair work in Kyoto is still going on in an orderly manner. Tang Jian sticks to it every day. In addition to guarding the city gate every day, he also checks the water quality in various places to prevent someone from lowering the red baby into the water.

However, he still couldn't find any clues.

A dark green figure came running in the distance, and the fairy-like face of Lord Qi Xuan was getting closer and closer. If it wasn't for seeing him and Qi Xuanhou walking around with his own eyes, Tang Jian would have thought he was in heaven.

Yu An had just got off work, and when he heard that the food in Liaozhou had arrived today, he hurried over and asked, "Have you checked the food?"

Tang Jian said: "I asked my soldiers to poke open the rice bag to see that it was white rice, so it was unmistakable."

Yu An understood, but he didn't let go, instead he became more worried.

One is that he can't figure out the other party's purpose, but Yun Yao has been away for many days, and he is very worried.

Another six days passed in a blink of an eye, and the officials sent the grain to the various government offices in the city, waiting for the grain to be distributed tomorrow.

On such a peaceful day, a man suddenly brought his wife and children to kneel in front of the government office.

He looked very wrong, kowtowed and said: "I beg you, let's distribute food today, we can't take it anymore."

The police stepped forward to chase him away, but the man refused to let go, muttering in his mouth: "Give me a little, just a little, a bite is fine."

The policeman was so disgusted that he yelled loudly: "Get out of here!"

Not only did his voice not drive away the whole family, but it attracted Fu Yin here.

Fu Yin frowned and said, "Why are you here?"

The man said: "Officer, let's ask for food."

Fu Yin frowned, puzzled and said: "The porridge is still being served outside, if you want to eat, just go to the queue, why bother to kneel here a day earlier?"

The man couldn't hear this, he hurriedly moved forward, hugged Fu Yin's thigh and said: "It's different, my lord, the rice brought from Liaozhou is so delicious, it's addictive, our family can't stand it for a moment. "

The little boy behind him also shouted: "I want to eat rice, I don't want porridge!"

Fu Yin said solemnly: "Don't be so greedy, the government has tried its best to help you, but people should do it themselves to get enough food and clothing."

When the child heard it, he burst into tears, threw himself on the ground and rolled over, shouting, "I want to eat rice! I want to eat rice!"

The voice was extremely harsh and unpleasant, if it wasn't for the broad daylight, Fu Yin would have already kicked them down.

　Well, recently, at the end of the Yangjiao period, various things happened one after another, and I couldn't bear it anymore. I was forced to update ╰()╯ twice a day. I gained experience, and I will try my best to save manuscripts in the future.

　　
　
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