Chapter 163: Zhu Fugui, Dabao's Father

o use your brain for anything""Yun'an, what do you mean"Xue Qiancheng glared at Yun An'an.What do you mean, get lost! I'll settle the score with you later.Xue Qiancheng was about to step forward when...[ ]

Night enveloped the world.

In the tent, Xiong Chumu laid everything bare.

The Divine Might Army, under orders from their superiors, colluded with the people of the northern desert to capture thirteen border cities.

When the Divine Might Army takes over the Thirteen Cities, it will become the king of the cities and continuously raise troops to consolidate its power.

At that time, the northern army would feign an attack on the border, and the imperial court would then dispatch troops. In this way, both sides could reasonably nibble away at the forces of the Beichen Nation.

And the terrain map on the sand table is a model of the thirteen border cities.

"My Lord and Lady, I have said all that needs to be said. Even if you kill me, I cannot say anything more."

Whether he lies down or stands up, it's death all the same. Xiong Chu couldn't tell which was lighter and which was heavier, which was fast and which was slow. In order to prolong his life for a little while longer, he would give up anything.

"I see, uncle. This has nothing to do with us, right"

"Nothing."

The Shinwi army and its troops had no connection with him, but they did have some relationship with Han Qing.

It's okay.

A smile reappeared on Yun An'an's lips, and she took out a bottle of pills from her bosom.

And you, have you told us what the Shinobi Army plans to do If outsiders knew your fate, it would be a dead end.

"But my uncle and I are both kind people, General Xiong is a pillar of the state, you just need to pretend nothing happened and secretly work for the Regent."

As she spoke, the corners of her lips curved upwards with a hint of satisfaction.

Yun An'an took out another stack of silver notes.

She wasn't sure how much the silver notes were worth, but at least ten thousand taels.

"The King and this Queen guarantee not only your safe passage to death, but also promotion, wealth, and dominion over the thirteen border cities."

Needless to say, everyone with a bit of sense understands what this means, let alone someone like Xiong Chumu who is greedy for money, lustful and afraid of death.

Now that he has come to this point, he has no other way out.

Mouth took over Yun An An's hand, a silver note, knelt on the ground toward Bei Chen Yi and Yun An An kowtowed.

"My lord and lady, rest assured, from now on, I am the lord's dog."

Seeing Xiong Chu's sincere devotion and Yun An'an's consecutive innocent expressions eased his anxiety.

"Today's conversation needs to be known only by the three of us. General Xiong should understand the importance of this."

"This subordinate understands. I have never met the two of you before today. It's just..."

It's just that so many people saw Yun An'an enter the tent. If she vanished for no reason, it would inevitably raise suspicions.

"I understand this."

Not long after, a woman's scream echoed from the tent, accompanied by the grunting and growling of Xiong Chu. The soldiers rushed into the tent.

"You ignorant bitch, drag her out and bury her."

Disguised as a member of the Shenwei Army, Beichen Yi pretended that Yun An'an had died. He then left the Shenwei Army camp smoothly.

Back at the spot where she was captured, Lie Feng was still leisurely eating grass. When he saw Yun An'an, his eyes were full of disdain, as if blaming her for returning so late.

"An'er, from now on, you must never behave like this again."

Beichen Yi didn't care about the ants, but he did care about the way they looked at Yun An'an.

"Okay, okay, I won't cause trouble anymore. But we still made quite a haul."

Gluglu~~

After tossing and turning all night, I'm both tired and hungry.

"An'er, go rest. I shall cook the food."

"No, I'll do it."

As soon as Yun An'an heard that Beichen Yi was going to cook, she immediately perked up.

Who knows what kind of trouble North Star Yi will stir up once he sets foot in the kitchen.

As the saying goes, "Setting fire to a mountain will land you in jail for life," and she certainly didn't want to be imprisoned for burning down the forest behind her because of one meal.

……

Wàn Tōng County.

The carriage bumped along, finally arriving in Wantu County after more than a day's journey.

Wantong County is an ordinary county town in the Beichen Kingdom. It's not rich, nor is it poor.

But because of the winter snow disaster, the winter wheat suffered serious damage, although Wan Tong County magistrate Zhu Fuguang tried every means to minimize the losses.

As soon as I entered the county town, I saw poor people everywhere, their faces pale and bodies emaciated, wandering the streets like lost souls.

“Hurry, the county magistrate has opened the granaries to relieve the disaster. If you go late, you won't get any rice.”

From the crowd, nobody knew who yelled first. Suddenly, people rushed to grab whatever tools they could find nearby and swarmed in one direction.

"Uncle, shall we go take a look too"

"Alright, An'er, sit still."

The carriage arrived at the county magistrate's gate amidst the crowd. A middle-aged man who resembled Zhu Da Bao so much comforted the agitated people.

"Don't panic everyone, line up one by one to receive your rice. As your local official, I assure you that I will not allow the people to suffer from hunger."

Zhu Fugui's face was pale, and as he spoke a few words, sweat dripped from his forehead. Perhaps it was due to long periods of hunger, but his large face had sunken deeply.

A long queue stretched down the street, from one end to several blocks away.

It's said that the county magistrate secretly opened granaries to provide disaster relief, and he might be beheaded.

"Really Are you saying that if our county magistrate was beheaded, we in Wanton County wouldn't find another official as good"

Should we still have that rice

"May your grandma's claws get you! The county magistrate treats us, the common people, well, and we, the common people, can't frame the county magistrate either."

The crowd chattered amongst themselves, and in their uproar they ended up destroying all the rice they had just received, scattering it throughout the rice cart.

"My lord, we understand you're doing this for our own good, but we don't want to see you in trouble."

"Yes, we can't harm you."

"That's right, we'll even gnaw on bark if it doesn't harm you."

The rice car, which was gradually running out, was filled up again. Zhu Fugui had tears in his eyes, feeling both touched and sad.

As a local official, I am ashamed to admit that during this year of disaster, I have allowed my people to suffer from hunger. I have no face to stand before you.

Saying that, Zhu Fugui raised his sleeve to wipe away the tears from the corner of his eye and took off the black gauze hat from his head, placing it before everyone.

"I appreciate your kindness, but if we don't open the granaries to aid the disaster relief, the bodies of those who died in our county will be everywhere. Compared to the suffering of the people, my death wouldn't matter."

It is clear that Zhu Fugu has already made his decision. Even if the emperor does not order the granaries to be opened for relief, he will open them himself. He is willing to lose his official hat and even his head.

"Hold on, continue distributing relief supplies. Anything that happens, just say it's under my command."

Yes, sir.

The yamen servants were responsible for distributing the bands. With the help of the shiye, Zhu Fugui sat on the steps beside him.

"A rare good official."

Without an imperial decree, opening granaries and releasing grain was a capital offense. But Zhu Fugui would rather risk his head than not do it. Forget Beichen Nation; even the Seven Nations wouldn't have such a righteous official.

"Uncle, wait for me."

With a pack on her back, Yun An'an jumped off the carriage and walked through the crowd to stand before Zhu Fugui.

"Your Honor, the County Magistrate."

"Who is the young lady"

Looking at the ordinary-dressed but undeniably noble woman before him, Zhu Fuguang wanted to get up and greet her. However, Yun Annan pressed down on Zhu Fuguang's arm first.

"I happened to pass by here and was asked to bring some gifts to the county magistrate."

Saying that, Yun An'an placed the packed silver notes from her backpack into Zhu Fu Gui's hands.

These are students from Zhu Dabao's class, the top-ranked Ding class. They are gifts from the Dean of the Yingtian Academy, Yun Xiangye (Lord Yun).

"These are some small tokens of affection from my uncle and me."

"This is my uncle's token. With this, even if an imperial envoy comes to investigate this matter, you will be safe."

A hint of a smile appeared at the corner of her lips. She handed over everything that was to be given to Zhu Fugui. Yun An'an no longer spoke any superfluous words, turned around, and once again passed through the crowd to get back on the carriage and leave.

Zhu Fugui was utterly baffled. When he opened the cloth bag, he saw stacks of massive silver bills and a letter written by his own son.

Besides, there is also a token.

Seeing the two characters "Yi Wang" inscribed on the token, Zhu Fugui was so frightened that he knelt down immediately.

"Wang, Wang, Wang..."

The assistant beside him, seeing this, hurriedly helped up Zhu Fugui who knelt on the ground unable to get up.

"Sir, you must be starving and confused to start barking like a dog."

"Nonsense, that person just now was the Princess Yi!"

"Huh"ppy and proud smile appeared on his face."I dare ask, Your Royal Highness, where is the dignity of a king To be humiliated by a woman, are you jesting""Oh my, oh my, Your Highness, why are you so angr...