During the famine, my ancient well connected to modern times

Chapter 122
Luo Tingye originally did not plan to meet Magistrate Gao in the near future. Firstly, his identity cannot be known yet, and secondly, he has not yet established himself, but since Magistrate Gao wants to see him so much.

No, to be precise, he might as well meet the two of them.

Besides, Sun Ming was almost ready, and it was time for Huachang County to take action.

Jiang Qian was sitting in the car, sliding his fingers on his knees, wondering what he was calculating.

Luo Tingye closed his eyes and rested. If he wanted to have the right to speak, money and people were essential.

Jiang Miao can bring things to sell from there, but after all, paper cannot contain the fire. The safest way is to have his own factory. The formula of glass is not difficult, but the difficulty is to hide it from others.

If you want to do this in Huachang County, you will definitely not be able to hide it from the ears of County Magistrate Gao.

However, he had no intention of hiding it from him.

"Huh..." The carriage suddenly stopped.

Luo Tingye held down the leaning Jiang Qian and suddenly opened his eyes, "What happened?"

Sun Yao's voice sounded outside the car, "Master, there seem to be refugees ahead. Do you want to take a detour?"

"Where did the refugees come from in the clear sky and white sun?" Luo Tingye opened the car curtain, and a group of ragged people not far away were slowly moving in their direction.

Jiang Qian came over and said, "It's strange. Judging from their clothes, they should be from Yuzhou, but I haven't heard of any disaster?"

Luo Tingye's face was slightly gloomy, "Sun Yao, find someone to ask."

"Yes."

Jiang Qian coughed lightly and stopped Sun Yao, "I'd better go."

Sun Yao was surprised for a moment, her face was full of sweetness, and she helped Jiang Qian get out of the carriage.

After inquiring, it was found that they escaped from Yingchuan County.

Yingchuan County suffered from a drought this year, and the fields failed to harvest anything. However, the government increased taxes, and the people were overwhelmed and fled.

Luo Tingye felt strange, "Yingchuan County suffered a disaster, why is there no news at all from Nanyang County?"

Yingchuan County and Nanyang County are only separated by Xiangcheng County. It stands to reason that such a big thing happened in Yingchuan County, so there is no reason for there to be no news at all, unless someone blocked the news in advance.

Who has the guts to block the news?

"Your Highness, something may have happened in Yingchuan County. Maybe this is a good opportunity for us."

Jiang Qian's ambition was greater than Luo Tingye thought. After all, a small Huachang County was too small. It would be great if he could directly capture Yingchuan County.

Luo Tingye had a thought in his mind, but after a while he shook his head, "Let's take a look first and then talk."

At present, they don't know anything, so it is really inappropriate to head to Yingchuan County rashly.

Jiang Qian also knew that it was a bit too hasty, but if it was true, this was a good opportunity for them to take Yingchuan County.

Luo Tingye said: "Mr. Ming is on his way here."

Mr. Ming is Sun Ming's uncle, and he is also a famous contemporary person. His reputation is even higher than that of Mr. Zhuang. This man has unparalleled strategies and is a rare counselor.

He is much more important than Yingchuan County.

Jiang Qian calmed down and thought that Dr. Ouyang would be here soon. His legs would be recovered by then, and it would not be too late to make plans by then.

The carriage had not gone far when several refugees rushed over.

"Call..."

Sun Yao hurriedly pulled the reins for fear of hitting someone.

Before she could speak, several people knelt down, old and young.

The leader was a middle-aged man, who knelt on the ground and said, "I wonder if Langjun's family is short of someone to take care of him. The young people are willing to sell themselves, just to ask for a bowl of food from Langjun."

Jiang Qian wanted to refuse, but Luo Tingye said, "It's time to fill in the family with a few people to serve." "But Jiang Miao..."

Jiang Qian saw the persistence in Luo Tingye's eyes and nodded.

He glanced at them. Unlike other victims, they were obviously better dressed and their clothes fit well. Although they were patched, they were fine linen clothes.

I guess my family background is not bad.

Jiang Qian thought for a while and realized that he was probably from a good family and was robbed on the road.

"I'm just a scholar, and my family only has a few acres of land, so I can't support too many people."

More than a dozen people looked at each other in confusion, and finally saw a carriage. They thought that the person in the carriage was either rich or noble, but they didn't expect that the person in the carriage was just a small scholar.

Five or six people left immediately.

There were eight people left. The middle-aged man in the lead was accompanied by a little boy who must be his grandson. The three men each had a woman, who must be a family.

"Everyone else has left, why don't you leave?"

The middle-aged man picked up his grandson and said, "Our luggage and food were robbed on the way. Winter is about to come. If we can't find a place to stay, the whole family will freeze to death in the wilderness." Please, please show mercy to our subordinates."

"Your response doesn't sound like that of an ordinary farmer. It seems that you have read a book."

The middle-aged man said: "I have read two books and once worked as a cashier in a restaurant. When the drought came, the restaurant was robbed. The owner and shopkeeper ran away. Our family had no land, so we had to go out to make a living."

It turned out to be Mr. Accountant, and Jiang Qian was immediately moved.

Amiao wants to open a store and needs a cashier.

"Then leave them all."

The middle-aged man was about to beg to keep his grandson. It didn't matter if they were cold or hungry as adults, but the child couldn't bear it. Unexpectedly, the young master was so kind that he kept them all.

He quickly thanked me, "Thank you, boss."

"What's your name?"

"Little Zhongshan, these are my three sons, Zhong Huai, Zhong Yang, and Zhong Bai. They are my daughters-in-law."

It was obvious that this was not the first time that the family had sold their bodies, and they bowed and saluted in a very orderly manner.

Jiang Qian nodded with satisfaction. There was no need for special training. He could basically get used to it in two days. This transaction was not a loss.

Although the people accepted them, placement became a problem.

You can’t take it home. What if you discover Amiao’s secret?
Luo Tingye also thought about this problem, "Go to the county to find a house first. Anyway, you will need a place to stay to recuperate later."

So the group went to Yahang first, and Sun Yao took the Zhongshan family to find a house. Luo Tingye and Jiang Qianzai came to the county government office.

Magistrate Gao had been waiting at the county office early in the morning. When he heard that the two people had arrived, he lazily raised his eyelids.

Not long after, I saw a young man with outstanding temperament coming towards me. He had a slender figure, eyebrows like ink paintings, and eyes like stars. He was so handsome that people couldn't take their eyes away.

Behind him was a young man who thought he was lame. The young man's face did not show the inferiority complex caused by his lameness, but was calm and calm.

A sharp cold wind blows towards us!

Magistrate Gao stood up subconsciously, feeling a little cold.

The master couldn't help but glance at Luo Tingye and then at Jiang Qian.

"My lord, they are here."

Only then did Magistrate Gao sit back down.

Jiang Qian raised his hands and bowed, "Jiang Qian is meeting with the county magistrate in Xiahewan Village."

(End of this chapter)