Traveling through ancient times and taking space to farm

"You said he donated food, why did the Yamen give us porridge?

Have you all taken advantage of me?" Another female voice with malicious intentions rang out.

"Your Excellency is here, make way quickly!" The Yamen servant's sharp eyes saw that Your Excellency's carriage was already at the city gate, and he warned everyone.

Since ancient times, the people have not fought with the officials. People have the concept of being afraid of the officials. Driven by the fear hidden in their bones, even the victims who were angry just now will habitually react when they hear that the adults are coming.

He knelt down facing the city gate.

"See my lord!"

More than a thousand people came to pay homage.

Mr. Guo wears a black gauze on his head and an official robe. The simple style of the official uniform seems to be tailor-made for him. He has a serious and neat aura, and he is upright. Standing in the car, he gives people a sense of oppression, which makes those with evil intentions feel oppressive.

Those who are interested dare not look directly.

Mr. Guo did not let the victims get up, and only told the Zhang family and his daughter that they did not need to be polite.

"Since you entered Cangshan County, we Cangshan people not only did not reject you, but refused to accept you, on the contrary, we provided money and food to settle you and find ways to help you survive this winter safely.

But what did you do?

Look what you have done!

Do you feel chilled by those who donate money, food, and materials to you?

Look at these carriages behind me. The food on those carriages was donated by Mr. Zhang who you shouted to kill and rob." The county magistrate became more and more angry as he spoke.

"Since you don't need the help of our people in Cangshan, then leave quickly and find a place you think is good!"

"Sir, we were wrong. We were also deceived by others and lost our minds. We are not evil people! Your Majesty," one person lamented.

"Yes, sir! We were wrong. We should not have listened to other people's slanders. Please accept us, sir!"

We did stupid things just to stay alive!"

The cries of begging kept coming and going, all of them begging for mercy and shelter.

There were also those with sharp eyes and good memories who caught the troublemaker: "Sir, he was the one who started the trouble. He was the one who said he wanted to rob Mr. Zhang's carriage and food."

Someone took the lead, followed by a second one, and two people pulled the mischievous woman to the magistrate's carriage.

Because she had not recovered from being trampled, she could only let others pull her.

"Sir, it was her acting out that caused the commotion."

After a while, a few people who were fanning the fire were pulled to the front, waiting to be dismissed.

"Since you all have no intention of causing trouble, let's see if Mr. Zhang is still willing to take you in!" County Magistrate Guo Tingyu said.

"Sir, if these people who help us protect us are willing to work, I am willing to accept them. For the others, ordinary people really don't dare to use them anymore. They are so easy to listen to other people's instigation. I am afraid of causing trouble again if I use them in the future.

I will take away those who have signed the contract, and I will not care about the others." Zhang Shujun said.

Say goodbye to Mr. Guo and let the few who came to help and the dozen or so people who signed the contract take his family to Ping'an Village.

Even though their families didn't sign the contract, they couldn't be separated from each other, so they were taken back together.

There are families with just one person, families of two or three, and even families with more than a dozen people, old and young, a rough estimate of eighty or ninety people.

Old and young, they all had not had a full meal for a long time, so they walked a little slowly. By the end of the day, they had not walked very far, and they would not be able to return to the village today.

Simply find a place that is sheltered from the wind and close to water, rest, and bury the pot to cook.

Han Yun had already thought about the problem of eating. When buying steamed buns and pancakes, she bought two big pots. Now she took out the big pots and made some porridge. She could make a meal just by eating the steamed buns.

There are those diligent and discerning people who run out to collect firewood when they are told to take a break. Zhao Dahai is one of them.