Chapter 208 Long Drought Meets Sweet Lin

After tidying up my clothes and entering the study, I saw Zhu Yan and said with a smile, "Zhu patriarch, why do you have time to come down the mountain to my house when it's so hot?"

After taking the herbal tea, Zhu Yan did not drink it, but put it aside. "Lord Yang, there is indeed something important. If there is a great drought today, the heat will not go away, and the birds and beasts in the mountains have also disappeared. Zhujiazhai is fine. With the advice of adults, some pickled meat can be boiled, but other cottages have nothing to eat, so let me ask adults for some food, which has been used as a life-saving emergency.

Hearing the words, Yang Yanzhao's face showed a thoughtful look. These days, since Chen Shan's incident, the stockades of each family have been stable and motionless, and there are not many troubles for him. At this moment, Zhu Yan came to ask for help. I'm afraid it's really time to reach the end of the mountains and rivers.

There are a large number of ethnic groups in the mountains. If you really want to take root in Fujian, you must convince them. At present, it is a good opportunity to buy people's hearts. How can you miss it like this?

"The court praised Yang Jing for appeasing Fujian Road, and he did his best for the people. Now each village has no place to live, and the states and counties are sure to release grain. Please also ask the patriarch Zhu to tell him on his behalf. From now on, each village can send people to receive rice and grain, but at present, the disaster relief food of the imperial court has not yet been shipped, and the whole Fujian Road It's very tight, so let's start with two buckets of rice a month. I don't know what the patriarch Zhu thinks?

Hearing Yang Yanzhao's consent, Zhu Yan's worried heart suddenly came down. Although the two buckets of rice were a little small, it saved some food, which was enough to fill his stomach, and immediately thanked him with gratitude.

"Although Yang Jing can send people to receive it from each village, he wishes the patriarch. At present, there are many disaster people in all states and counties, and there is a shortage of rice and grain. If someone is selfish and panic, won't it make it difficult for other suffering people to satisfy their hunger and full stomachs?"

After a pause, in Zhu Yan's confused eyes, he continued, "I heard Zhu Li say that the patriarch of Zhu knows a lot about the villages in Fujian. Why don't it be better for the patriarch Zhu to work hard and take responsibility for this matter?"

Hearing the words, Zhu Yan suddenly understood that this was an opportunity to give him a high voice in Zhujiazhai. He immediately said, "Lord Yang is considerate. I wish Jiazhai will definitely obey your help."

After the agreement, Zhu Yan chatted a few words with Yang Yanzhao. He learned that Zhu Rong accompanied Hua Gu to Zhangzhou, and Zhu Li also took people outside to supervise the disaster relief, so he did not stay much. After saying goodbye, he went back to Zhujiazhai to make preparations.

After sending Zhu Yan away, Yang Yanzhao toured the city again. When she saw Luo's daughter, she was taking a few little ladies to treat the disease and apply medicine, so she stepped forward to help her.

She wiped the sweat on her forehead with a handkerchief, and Luo's girl took the herbal tea handed over to the guard beside her, "Ryulang, the imperial court sent, but is the rice grain coming?"

Normally, as a woman, she never asks about these things, but now she has seen countless people suffering, and she is also a little concerned about the will of the court.

Shaking his head, Yang Yanzhao said truthfully, "It's someone who sent, but it's not the food delivery. At present, I'm the only one to clean up the situation."

Hearing this, Luo's daughter was silent, and it took a long time to smile, "In the eyes of the slave family, there is nothing Liulang can't do. By the way, where is Sister Chai?"

Listening to her mention of Chai Qingyun, Yang Yanzhao hesitated for a moment, and then replied, "Yuer is tired, so she has a short rest in the house. Qinger, you have been very busy recently. It's better to go back and have a rest."

After getting rid of the sweaty temples, Luo's daughter put aside the cup of herbal tea, "I don't feel tired. When the sun is over, go back to home."

It was sunset again, and she returned home tired. Luo's girl threw down the medicine box in her hand and hurried to see Chai Qingyun. After everyone sat down, the two women came, and her face was obviously flushed.

"Sister Chai, Sister Luo, what are you talking about? Why are your faces red?"

The eighth sister asked puzzledly. Suddenly, Chai Qingyun lowered his head. The embarrassment flashed on Luo's girl's face. Later, she answered, "I think it's too hot these days. Sister Chai and I have been infected with the heat."

After saying that, he stared at Yang Yanzhao, with shame and anger. The latter saw that how could he not understand that she knew about the day. She only did not see it, and turned her face to another place with a smile.

After eating, Luo's daughter took Chai Qingyun and left first. After saying a few words to Ba Mei and Pai Feng, Yang Yanzhao asked the two to go back to the room to rest. After that, she said a few words to Li Chun, who did not eat together. Naturally, she did not forget to bring him some yellow and white things to show his goodwill.

Later, I wanted to visit Fan Chai Qingyun, but I was blocked by the door by the maid Lvzhu. "Lord Yang, the little master is a little unwell and has rested."

When she said this, her eyes were full of smiles. I'm afraid she even knew it. Suddenly, she was very embarrassed. She hurriedly looked elsewhere and went to find Luo's daughter.

He knocked on the door and stepped into the room. He saw that he had just changed his tulle shirt, with a jade hairpin inserted diagonally in his hair, but it was also lax and unique, which made his heart boil again.

Maybe he remembered what had happened before, and then saw his pale look. Luo's woman couldn't help but have apricot-eyed light, and Ye Mei said obliquely, "You apprentice!"

"Since you are a disciple, you can have a good look at the power of the disciple!"

Therefore, he showed a fierce look. Yang Yanzhao stepped forward and put Luo's daughter into his arms. Regardless of her exclamation, he put his hand up and down. The latter wanted to push away, but he became more and more powerless, and soon his eyes became confused.

In her arms, Luo's body became more and more hot. The jade arm was put on his neck and took the initiative to respond to the kiss, and her mouth moaned lowly from time to time.

Take off the tulle gown, but it is a red belly pocket embroidered with wax plum, reflecting jade and skin, half covered and half covered. Suddenly, Yang Yanzhao couldn't sit still. Dantian's desire was burning, and the ** thing had already stood up.

Although I don't understand why Luo's daughter cooperates like this tonight, the desire and fire have been ignited. Of course, they have to rush immediately, not to mention the taste of the day, which makes him very memorable. Naturally, he doesn't want to miss this opportunity.

**, seeing Luo's woman's hand covering her face, her jade body curled up, with a little Yin Hong in the white, which was extremely attractive. Yang Yanzhao couldn't stand it. At that moment, he took off his white shirt randomly and rushed up.

Feeling that Luo's body was trembling in her arms, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help slowing down the rhythm and gently stroking her to relax her tense body.

When I saw that the fire was about to pass through the fragrance of the spring, I felt that my hand was wet. Judging from the light, it was actually a blood stain.

What's going on? Obviously, it hasn't started yet, but this red has appeared?

Just as he was stunned, he saw that Luo's girl shyly pushed him aside and quickly took out a brown cloth towel from under the pillow and put it under his body.

"It's the dirty thing..."

The voice was slightly inaudible, but Yang Yanzhao was clear. He was so lucky. Looking at the brother who was still standing upright under him, he could only sigh and press down the desire and fire.

Suddenly this change, Yang Yanzhao had to wear a coat at the urging of Luo's woman. He left with great regret. However, he immediately thought that Luo's daughter had not made excuses before, and couldn't help but feel much better. Thinking about having sex with the two women in the future, the desire and fire that had just been suppressed rose out fiercely. He was also very hot. He hurried to pick up the bucket of well water and rinsed it happily.

The next day, before dawn, Luo's daughter was already busy. When she saw Yang Yanzhao, a red glow flew to his cheeks inexplicably, which made him confused again.

When I said goodbye to Chai Qingyun, she was still a girl's costume, but between her eyebrows, there was the charm of the bride, which made Yang Yanzhao intoxicated.

After breakfast, they were busy with the disaster relief, and the days were as usual.

Two days later, Zhu Yan came again and brought a few records full of people from each stockade. After Yang Yanzhao took it, he quickly copied dozens of copies and sent it to the states and counties with his order to release grain.

After hearing the news, the villages also sent people from the surrounding government to receive rice and grain. After that, they all sent the highly valued people from the clan to Xinghua City to be grateful to Yang Yanzhao, which made him feel very comfortable.

But after being comfortable, I began to worry again. It was September. It was the time of autumn, but the drought still did not subside. Although it spent millions of taels of silver to buy grain before, the whole southern Fujian has a population of hundreds of thousands. With the passage of time, the grain reserves are less and less, and the land of the two rivers is also in a situation of hard support. Even if there is money and the Jubao Pavilion is mobilized, it is difficult to buy grain. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid it will be empty. .

In the past two days, Yang Yanzhao had blisters in his mouth, and even He Yu could not sleep day and night. He ran around all day and contacted grain merchants everywhere.

Walking with Guo Huai on the green brick road that is much wider than usual, looking at the respectful eyes around him, Yang Yanzhao's locked eyebrows tightened.

Xinghua City's rice and grain is almost run out, and these people are completely ignorant. They just know clearly in their hearts that when the time comes, they will have food to fill their stomachs.

"Brother Hede, can you help me mix some rice with the mountain gate?"

He quickly sent more than a dozen folds to the court, but there was still no reply at all. It was thought that Zhao Guangyi had put down the Minnan and left it.

At this moment, it is time for the mountains to run out, and it is the Taoist mountain gate that can rely on.

"Brother Yanzhao, aren't you afraid of revealing your identity?"

Guo Huai said in a voice, if the rice grain is mobilized on a large scale, even if the court will not find it, Confucianism and Buddhism will definitely find it. At that time, won't Yang Yanzhao's identity be publicized?

"I can't care so much, Brother Hede." Pointing to the people with ragged clothes and hungry faces, Yang Yanzhao sighed, "People's livelihood is difficult. As a parent official, Yang Jing can't watch them starve all over the field."

"It's going to rain."

Yang Yanzhao was still making a difficult choice, so when he heard this sentence, he didn't notice it. He only felt an inexplicable cool breeze coming. Later, he heard Guo Huai say, "Brother Yanzhao, it's going to rain."

At this time, there was joy in his words, but Yang Yanzhao was stunned. A little, he only felt that something fell on his face. When he came to his senses, he was already boiling around, and not far away was the people running to celebrate.

He looked up at the sky, and another drop fell on his eyelids. Yang Yanzhao did not erase it with his hand. For a moment, he laughed stupidly.