Poor family little lucky wife

Chapter 621
Because of Emperor Mo's wrath, the delivery of food and medicinal materials was very fast.

No matter how fast it is, it will take time on the road.

Unfortunately, this year, by coincidence, there was a sudden heavy snowfall in many places in Damo.

Xiao Wu looked at the goose feathers and heavy snow fluttering outside, and couldn't help laughing out loud: "God helped me too!"

"God doesn't want to see such a prince mixed with Rongbei's blood return to the royal family, this is God's will!" Xiao Wu felt more and more that what they did was God's will.

Even if God doesn't help Li Tianyou, there is no other way.

The same heavy snowfall made King Hui, who was walking halfway, frown. He stood at the window, the cold outside had already froze his face to numbness, and he still had no intention of closing the window.

"After the snow stops, go on the road immediately." King Hui's order made his subordinates hesitate for a while, and then they complied, and went down to convey King Hui's order to everyone.

Even though the people escorting the grain carts were unwilling, they could only obey orders.

Everyone knows how difficult the road after snow is.

How much can you walk in a day in such a hurry?
I'm afraid it won't even reach half of the usual time, not to mention, the road is muddy and difficult for vehicles and horses, which will consume a lot of energy.

King Hui looked at the snow falling all over the sky, and was so worried that he couldn't even eat, he sighed, wondering what was going on in Wang'an Village.

A heavy snowfall caused many people's moods to fluctuate. It is not known how many people are happy and how many are worried.

In Wenqing Mansion, Tian Chunsheng is also busy these days. It has been snowing for several days, but many people's houses have collapsed, and he is so busy that he does not touch the ground.

Finally, everything was settled, and he was able to catch his breath.

However, his heart is still hanging.

Their Wenqing Mansion is like this because of a heavy snowfall, Xixi and the others...is that okay?
Although it is in a cave, the refugees will not be frozen, but the people in Wang'an Village live in the house, so the house was not crushed by the heavy snow?
Although Wang'an Village is under the jurisdiction of Wenqing Mansion, but because of the particularity of Wang'an Village, generally speaking, no one would go to Wang'an Village.

The villagers over there also have sentries at the entrance of the village, and they won't let people enter the village at will.

These days, the mountain was covered by heavy snow, even if Tian Chunsheng wanted to enter the mountain, he couldn't help it.

He thought, if something really happened, with Xixi's cleverness, someone must have sent someone to look for him long ago.

It hasn't been here, so it should be fine.

During the snowy days, the Wang'an Grain Store was still selling grain normally, but there were only those two guys in the store, and they all lived in the Fucheng Grain Store, and they had never been back.

Even if Tian Chunsheng wanted to inquire about Wang'an Village, he couldn't find it.

In such anxious and busy work, the food and medicinal materials allocated by the imperial court finally arrived.

Tian Chunsheng hurriedly went to greet him, how could he have imagined that the person in charge of escorting this time would be His Royal Highness Hui Wang, His Majesty's own brother.

"These red tapes are avoided, and the food and medicinal materials are sent to the refugees first." King Hui waved his hand, he didn't want to delay at all.

Tian Chunsheng looked at King Hui, who was busy in the world but refused to stay for a moment, saluted movedly, and led everyone up the mountain.

Of course, in addition to the people brought by King Hui, there are also people from Fucheng, among which Peng Yuanzhou is indispensable.

I don't know what's wrong, but along the way, there are actually people following behind.

Tian Chunsheng frowned, and instructed Zhao An in a low voice to stop those people from following.

Zhao An was ordered to lead people to chase away the people who followed him. After a while, he came back with a look of embarrassment: "My lord, it's a bit troublesome. Mr. Jia brought people here."

Tian Chun was so angry that he wished he could rush over and give Old Jia a careful kick, kicking him to death.

When the refugees were suffering, Mr. Jia didn't know how to come out to help, not to talk about it, but to make trouble all the time, so why come out now?
Don't even think about it, I know that it must be a bad thing for Mr. Jia to come here.

This is to go to Wang'an Village to make trouble!
King Hui heard the movement, turned his head and glanced, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Your Majesty, there are people following behind, and this official is trying to get people to disperse them." Tian Chunsheng said hastily.

"My lord, those people donated property to the refugees that day. If they want to come, they are also worried about the safety of the refugees, so they want to take a look." Peng Yuanzhou clasped his hands and said.

He specifically pointed out that those were not ordinary people, they had helped refugees.

Why do people care about refugees now?
"In that case, let them follow." King Hui said casually.

It is naturally difficult to stop things about the people.

As for Tianyou, they can adapt to the situation.

When Peng Yuanzhou saw King Hui let go, he was overjoyed, as long as he let them follow.

A group of people arrived at the mountain pass in a mighty way, but they frightened the villagers guarding the mountain pass.

In the past, no matter what, they were also bandits. Even if their names have been rectified now, seeing so many people wearing official uniforms and carrying long knives, they really trembled.

The pale face of the villagers guarding the door made Peng Yuanzhou feel very relieved.

Are you afraid now?

There will be something to scare them even more in a while!

That heavy snowfall really came in time, let alone a mere Wang'an Village, it was Wenqing Mansion, how many people suffered?

It was still the county magistrate and others who were busy, and they managed to resettle the disaster-stricken people.

He didn't believe it anymore, this Wang'an Village was stronger than Wenqing Mansion.

He wanted to see how many of those refugees died today.

Peng Yuanzhou was in a good mood. After seeing Lu Yunxi running over in a hurry, his face couldn't hold back anymore, and a smile appeared directly.

She also knows that she is in a hurry?

Look, your face is red from running, you know that disaster is imminent, right?
Unfortunately, it's too late!
"You..." Lu Yunxi rushed out, shouting loudly.

Peng Yuanzhou's lips got bigger and bigger, and before he could laugh, he was blocked back by the second half of Lu Yunxi's words.

"It's here!" Lu Yunxi urged, "Hurry up, hurry up and bring everything in."

She blushed because she was excited to see so many things?

Peng Yuanzhou's face turned red when he reacted, he was so angry!
"Presumptuous, why don't you kneel when you see the prince?" Peng Yuanzhou sharply scolded.

"Eh?" Lu Yunxi looked up and asked strangely, "My lord? Who is my lord?"

"Bold!" Peng Yuanzhou had enough reasons to scold Lu Yunxi and vent his anger for himself, "King Hui is here, how can you allow you to be presumptuous?"

"King Hui?" Lu Yunxi looked at the direction where Peng Yuanzhou cupped his hands, and greeted with a smile, "Hello."

"I'm busy, let's take care of the refugees first. People's lives are much more important than these vain rituals."

Lu Yunxi's words made Peng Yuanzhou shut his mouth unwillingly.

As long as he dared to refute a single word, King Hui could directly blame him.

If he didn't understand the principle of putting the people first, he would be making himself uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)