Martial Arts: People in Beiliang, kill enemies and become stronger

"Qing'er, it's been snowing for a few days."

Inside the room

Lin Xuan was dressed in a white robe, and he was carefully wiping the swallow knife in his hand, and the long knife was snow-white, glowing with a little cold light.

"It's been almost half a month."

Mu Qing said: "The snow on the grassland is even greater, and it is estimated that this year's Huqiang tribe should stop meeting." "

"Is the Iris River frozen?"

He asked suddenly.

"It's frozen."

Mu Qing nodded.

"In this way, the entire Yan County is not even the last barrier."

Lin Xuan's face was solemn: "The wind and snow are just right, just to cover the tracks, if the Huqiang tribe braves the snow to advance west at this time, I am afraid it will catch us by surprise." "

"Probably not."

Mu Qing pondered for a moment: "Entering the army on a snowy day is extremely risky. "

"Soldiers are dangerous, and they have to be prevented."

Lin Xuan said, "Give an order to Meng Jiao, you must strictly guard against death, and probe the horse out for two hundred miles." "

"Good."

She went out.

During this time, Lin Xuan had already sent an order to the shocked salamander, asking Luo Net to scatter his hands to the grassland and closely monitor the every move of the various Huqiang tribes, especially the three parts of Duoyan.

Other small tribes, even if they go west, for Yan County, the threat is not great, but if the three departments of Duoyan move.

The consequences are enormous.

At this time, the Xuanjia Army was still practicing, and Lin Xuan did not have the strength to wrestle with Duoyan for the time being.

You can only avoid the edge for a while.

The heavy snow in Yan County does not have the cold of Northern Liang, and the existence of the Gaiyin Dafu Mountain Range blocks most of the cold air of the Northern Python.

However, compared with the Central Plains, Yan County is indeed bitter cold.

"Sir, Wang Fucheng asked for a meeting, saying that there was an emergency."

Lin Yunqin walked to the door and stopped and said softly.

"Did you say anything?"

He put away his long knife.

"It seems to be about the snow disaster."

Lin Yunqing replied.

"Let him in."

"No."

Wang Qing was very anxious, and when he entered the door, he even forgot to shake off the snow on his body, and his face turned dark red with cold.

"It's getting colder."

Lin Xuan pulled him to the stove and brewed another cup of hot tea before asking, "Why is the wind so hot?" "

"It's not urgent."

Wang Qingdao: "In the past two days, all counties have been put on official documents, thirteen counties, the snow disaster situation is different, and some counties, overnight, dozens of people have frozen to death." "

Wang Qing took a sip of hot tea before continuing: "This year's snow will at least fall until the beginning of next year, and the follow-up situation is only afraid that it is not optimistic." "

"Is it so serious?"

Lin Xuan frowned.

"Well, Cangxian and Pu County, at the foot of Dafu Mountain to the west, are the most serious, and the county orders of both counties are waiting outside the county capital Yamen for two days."

Wang Qing said, "I came today to ask the adults how to deal with it. "

"Didn't you ask knowingly?"

Lin Xuan shook his head: "Allocate silver from the mansion, allocate grain, save what should be saved, and let Tian Hu take the Xuanjia Army to various counties for disaster relief." "

"Lord Ren Yi."

Wang Qing got up and saluted respectfully.

"Anything happened lately, my lord?"

He asked.

"It's nothing."

Lin Xuan smiled and said, "What are you calculating again?" "

"I think that if the adult is free, it is better to personally take the Xuanjia army to various counties, villages and towns to distribute grain, sweep snow, and repair houses."

Wang Qingdao: "First, it is to stabilize people's hearts, and secondly, it can also make the people of Yan County feel the kindness of adults." "

"Good."

After a little thought, he nodded.

"By the way, you sent someone to Qi County to inform Lin Zhentian, let him find a way to get grain, cloth and other things for the winter from outside, how much and how much to want, silver is too guarded."

"No."

At noon, Lin Xuan rode with 7,000 Xuanjia, escorting a large amount of grain and grass and warm clothing, and the soldiers were divided into two ways.

The group led by Tian Hu to several counties in the east, while Lin Xuan rushed to the western counties that were the most severely affected with the remaining men and grain.

When the Xuanjia army arrived in the counties, hundreds of people came to greet them.

Cangxian County Ya

The outside was surrounded by people who were not clothed, which was in stark contrast to the excellent equipment of the Xuanjia sergeant.

"Sir, this is the list of villages and towns."

The Cangxian County Decree took out a piece of paper full of names.

"Better not fool me, or be careful with your head."

Lin Xuan took the list and glanced lightly at the county order of Cangxian County, who clenched his fists and looked calm: "If there is the slightest mistake, the head of the lower official can be cut off casually." "

"Good."

Lin Xuan nodded slightly, and then summoned Xue Toutuo and asked him to take people to various villages and towns to deliver food and disaster relief according to this list.

A few months ago, he came to Cangxian once, but at this time, when he stepped into Cangxian again, what he saw and heard made Lin Xuan sigh.

The county commander walked next to him and said with a wry smile: "The treasury in the county is empty, and if it were not a last resort, I would not go to the county guard to ask for help." "

"Yesterday more than a dozen froze to death, and the lower official felt distressed in his heart, but he couldn't do anything."

Lin Xuan glanced at this county order, I am afraid that he was only wearing a thin official robe, with frostbite on his hands and ears, and his face was frozen red.

Among the servants in the county, no one wore thick clothes.

He asked someone to bring more than a dozen cotton clothes and said, "You can't freeze to death." "

"I have already sent someone to Qingzhou to purchase grain and cloth, and it will be delivered by January at the latest."

The county commander of Cangxian shook his head: "There is still some firewood in the Yamen, just go back and burn it, and leave these clothes for the people." "

"Ishimura in front."

The county order pointed to the village in front: "The hardest-hit village in Cangxian County. "

Stepping into Shicun, the soldiers of the Xuanjia Army had already arrived first, one team was distributing clothes and food, and the other team was responsible for clearing snow and repairing houses.

"This is Yanjun Lin Taishou."

The prefectural order spoke.

"When Lord Taishou heard the news, he brought his army to Shicun to relieve the disaster."

"Thank you, Lord Taishou."

"Master Qingtian."

"Adults are as blessed as the East China Sea."

"Lord Taishou is safe and sound in this life."

Some extremely cliché words, but Lin Xuan listened without any discomfort, probably because they only knew this, or these words, which were all the languages they could use to express their feelings.

"Let's all get up."

Lin Xuan rolled over and dismounted, helping the trembling old woman up, and in her hand, she was still holding a ten-year-old male doll, wearing straw shoes, shivering with cold.

"Cold or not?"

Lin Xuan asked.

"Cold."

Although the boy was afraid, he still answered honestly.

The old woman took her grandchildren to the back of the line, and when they arrived, the cotton clothes were gone, only a bucket of rice.

"Enough is enough."

The old woman hurriedly said, "One bucket of rice is enough." "

Lin Xuan shook his head, unfastened his belt, and took off his official robe.

"Adults are not."

Cangxian County Ling busy.

"Why not."

Lin Xuan ignored it and draped the official robe over the boy's body, although he was much taller than his peers, he was still tightly wrapped in the official robe.

"Is it still cold?"

Lin Xuan said with a smile.

"It's not cold anymore."

The boy shook his head.

"Adults are not."

The old woman knelt down.

The surrounding people picked up the cotton clothes they received and knelt in front of Lin Xuan.

After untying the official robe, it was just a single robe inside, the cold wind was fierce, and the snow was flying, but he did not feel cold.

"An official robe can be exchanged for my Yanjun Jian'er, and this official earns it."

Lin Xuan laughed.

"Doll, what's your name?"

"No name."

The boy shook his head.

"His father and mother died under the hooves of the Hu people a few years ago, and the peasant woman only gave him a nickname, called Dog Dolls."

The old woman choked.

"Dolls don't sound good."

Lin Xuan shook his head, touched the boy's head, and saw that he had thick bones and a tall physique, so he said, "If you don't mind, I'll give him a name." "

"Thank you, my lord."

The old woman cried with joy and hurriedly pulled her grandson to her knees.

"Strong physique, thick skeleton, when you grow up a certain athlete, you will be called a childish tiger."

Lin Xuan pondered for a moment and spoke.

"Thank you, my lord, for your name."

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