The peasant girl who escaped the desert: she cried when she found the cruel prince

Chapter 91

Jing Li looked at the somewhat proud Wan Baoquan in the crowd and thought to herself, God never sees people suffering. The one who opens his eyes is Brother Wan. He is such a talent. He can kill people with just a few words.

Zhu Chengcai couldn't hide the look of horror on his face: "How could they all be killed? These horse bandits must be too scary!"

He Ziyu, who was walking next to him, did not say a word. He always felt that this matter was not that simple. As soon as the people who stayed in the inn came back, the horse bandit came to the door. How can there be so many coincidences in the world.

"So coincidentally?"

In the Changling Prince's Mansion, the ever-elusive Prince Changling stood in front of the window with his hands behind his hands.

Chen Zhongyu stood behind him and replied in a low voice: "That's true. Just after those people left, the horse bandits came at night, and even Commander Li couldn't escape!"

"Didn't the inn leave any clues?"

"No, there were too many flammable substances such as meat, oil, and grease in the back kitchen of the inn. When the fire started, the entire inn was reduced to ashes."

"Li Weishan personally led people to investigate for two days and two nights. During the process, Mr. Wang also sent people. Even Uncle Wang from Chang'an City sent people over, but still found nothing."

Prince Changling chuckled in a low voice, with a mellow and clear voice, and turned back to ask Chen Zhongyu: "If I ask you to check, you will find nothing?"

Chen Zhongyu said without hesitation: "If the prince wants to investigate, he must not find nothing."

King Changling picked up the red dates on the table and threw them to the willow tree outside the window. A sparrow fell to the ground instantly.

"It's too noisy. If your tail is still dirty, please clean it up!"

Chen Zhongyu took the order and turned around to go out, but King Changling looked at the big willow tree and smiled: "It's really interesting!"

The old butler came in with a dark soup: "My lord, it's time for you to take the medicine!"

Changling King Tantai Lin was sitting in front of the window: "Uncle Fang, please stop taking these medicines from now on. I have found a good cure."

Uncle Fang was in a trance for a moment, but he couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Is there really a good cure? I wonder which miraculous doctor is so clever that he can cure the prince's chronic illness!"

Tantai Lin smiled and said: "He is not a miracle doctor, but he is a charlatan!"

Uncle Fang became more and more confused. He couldn't understand why he was a charlatan even though his illness could be cured.

In the temporary shack in Jingjia Village, Jingli was holding her first meeting in Laobei Mountain.

"Today we are allotted only wasteland and pasture. The pasture is extremely dangerous and unsuitable for land reclamation and planting. So Old Beishan cannot be used as fields after all. Are you all very dissatisfied?"

Jing Li looked at everyone and saw that everyone was looking at her with conviction, but not the slightest hint of dissatisfaction.

Jing Dafu hurriedly said: "Captain, we will do it for others to see. You don't think we are complaining in our hearts that you don't get enough for everyone, do you?"

Aunt An also hurriedly expressed her position: "Captain, there is no such thing. If you hadn't proposed dividing the fields, based on our ignorance, we might not even have a mountain in the end."

Mr. Jing knocked on his pipe and pot to help Jing Li clear his doubts: "Ah Li, although I am respected as the clan leader because of my age, in fact, I don't know anything about the handover of village affairs. We were in the city at that time. People who don’t stay in the village for more than a few days a year would not know the twists and turns here.” “If you hadn’t come forward to settle this matter today, we would have just picked up a hoe before we knew how to ask for land from others, but you Judging from the face of that man surnamed Wang, once Master leaves, if we want any more land, let alone Lao Beishan, even a tree will probably be very rare!"

Jing Li suddenly realized that, limited to the knowledge of people of this era, they didn't know to consider these things at all, but they thought a little too much.

Thinking of this, Jing Li said to everyone: "Since everyone has no objections, let me talk about the next arrangements."

"The first step is to build a house, twenty stone houses. These houses are all built on the west side, forming a square shape. There must be enough space in the middle for each household's vegetable garden."

Uncle Tiesheng was puzzled: "Why should we build it on the west side? That side is too close to the foot of the mountain. If a wild beast comes down the mountain, it would be too unsafe for people to live there, right?"

Jingli nodded: "What Uncle Tiesheng just said is also a very important point. Although we are close to the mountains and don't have to worry about firewood, it is really a big problem for wild animals to come down the mountain, not to mention there are so many young and old at home."

"Therefore, our Wubao is mainly built on the east side. There are several small slopes between us. It has nothing to do with the people in the village on the east side. In the future, when the Wubao is built, people will live on the east side. , there is a vegetable garden on the west side.”

"In case we encounter an attack from the Liao people, or from several other princes, we will stay in Wubao. We will have food and drink, and don't have to be afraid."

Everyone nodded in agreement, and Mr. Jing said worriedly: "It's just Ah Li, how much money does Gaiwubao cost?"

Zhu Chengcai raised his hand: "It should be at least about 5000 taels. This is what Shen Huwei and I roughly calculated."

Mr. Jing was so frightened that he couldn't speak. Let alone 5000 taels, if he hadn't beaten several groups of bandits, he would never have seen even hundreds of taels of silver.

Chef Fan swallowed his saliva: "How about we just build a small house to live in, and then the Liao people may not come!"

When these words came out, they were immediately recognized by many people. In the famine years, as long as you are not hungry, building such a house is easy.

"no!"

Jingli didn't speak, but the always taciturn old Wangtou spoke: "Wubao must be built, and we must build it for smashing pots and selling iron. We can fight wild beasts in the mountains without food, but if the Liao people cross the river, what should we do with them?" Do you want others to fight?"

Jing Li continued: "Not only the Liao people, but who knows if those princes will come? If they do, what will we do? Continue to escape? Where else can we escape when the world is like this?"

Zhao Orion's wrinkled face became more and more weathered: "Ah Li is right, where should we go if we run away again?"

Zhao Orion pointed at the grandson-in-law of Mr. Jing’s family and the youngest daughter-in-law of the blacksmith’s family: “Both of your families are about to give birth. It’s hard enough to survive the bumpy journey. How can you still stand up if you run away after giving birth? ?"

Both families were conceived before they fled the famine. Mr. Jing’s baby is due to give birth at the end of September, while the blacksmith’s baby is due to give birth two months later.

Everyone was silent for a moment. If it were a peaceful time, who would want to drag his family around with him?
Jing Li broke the silence: "Master, how much money do we have now?"

Mrs. Ge kept the money along the way. Why her?Because there was too much money, other people couldn’t count it, and they couldn’t settle the accounts.

Then Mr. Jing was in charge of the accounts. After everyone discussed the money, Mr. Jing kept the accounts and Mrs. Ge paid.

Mr. Jing took out the dilapidated account book he carried with him: "We defeated a few bandits, but Wuzui Mountain harvested more. As well as the things on the officers and soldiers, Mrs. Wang gave 1000 taels of silver notes. Now there are still Three thousand two hundred and ninety four taels and five cents of silver.”

(End of this chapter)