However, at this moment, Mu Qingyuan, who is in Hanzhou, has only bitterness and anxiety when facing heavy snow. As a strategic front, Hanzhou has troops stationed and people live in. The soldiers farm in their spare time and fight in wartime. However, due to constant wars in recent years, the farming incident has been abandoned. Since Mu Qingyuan took office and carefully counted the treasury, he found that the food stored was already in short supply. Therefore, he asked to order the Liyang Cang, located five hundred miles behind Hanzhou to collect grain for the people of Hanzhou to spend the New Year. Who expected that since the grain team left, the heavy snow and roads were blocked. If he could not return on time, the people in the Hanzhou city would probably have to celebrate the New Year hungry.

"Mr. Mu!" Xiang Kejian walked into the government office and replied: "I still haven't received any news about the grain team today!"

Mu Qingyuan, who was determined to govern, was no longer as round and bright as before. His body was reduced, his face was yellow and his face was full of anxiety. When he heard Xiang Kejian's reply, he sighed and asked again: "How many days can the military ration last? Is there any news from the commander-in-chief?"

"The new army of the imperial court failed to arrive as scheduled due to heavy snow for several days. The troops stationed in the military camp are still there. Because of this, the military rations can last for a few days. The commander of the strict commander asked his subordinates to bring you a message. He said that such weather is not good for the Tang Dynasty. The garrison can be handed over to him so that the adults do not have to worry. When the food team returns, they should give priority to ensuring the people. At the same time, the commander of the commander also specifically instructed the adults to take care of their health!"

Hearing this, Mu Qingyuan relaxed a little, leaned against the seat, and sat down obliquely, "This is the best. Three days later, it will be the New Year of Liangli. I still have to be careful when I go down to Tang. Fortunately, with strict commanders, the top priority at the moment is to wait for the food team to come back, but waiting is useless!"

"The snow is heavier every day. If you send someone out of the city rashly, it's not appropriate," said Xiang Kejian: "Sir, why not wait another day. If there is no trace of the grain team tomorrow at noon, then the subordinates will lead people out of the city to find it."

"Just as you said!" Mu Qingyuan stood up and dressed in a tidy manner. "Now, please go out with me to see the progress of today's food distribution!"

Under the escort of Xiang Kejian, Mu Qingyuan walked out of the narrow official residence of the prefectural prefecture of Hanzhou. He came to the national area of ​​Hanzhou. The streets of two vertical and two horizontal lines were more than a thousand people living in, most of whom were soldiers who were stationed here. Because they were remote and were close to the closest Liang Dynasty prefectures and counties of the same Tang Dynasty, Hanzhou did not pay attention to the development of people's livelihood for many years, but focused on the deployment of troops. The roads in Hanzhou City were narrow, the houses were old, and there were not many tiles and tramples.

Ten miles away from the outermost street is the location of the garrison of one of the Chiwei Army. The original garrison was 30,000 troops, but because of the previous battle to destroy Hu, the Chiwei Army suffered a lot of losses, so they had to withdraw the Hanzhou garrison, leaving behind 10,000 people led by Yan Yuxin.

The snowy goose feathers had no intention of stopping. Mu Qingyuan came to the treasury location regardless of the cold. From afar, he could see rows of people waiting to receive food. The grain officials were divided into households according to the name of the head of the household registration registered in the civil book, according to the number of people in the family, according to the number of people in the family, and according to the number of people in the family. The people waiting to receive the food did not make noise or talk, but just quietly moved along the team until they received this copy from their family.

This situation made Mu Qingyuan sigh. He originally determined to serve as an official and benefit the people. Now, under his own rule, the people not only did not live a life of food and clothing, but instead fell into a situation of no food when the New Year approached. Mu Qingyuan felt extremely guilty.

Seeing his gradually embarrassed face, he said to Kejian: "Your Majesty is the prefect of Hanzhou and has worked hard for the people's livelihood. Both your subordinates and the people of Hanzhou are grateful to you. I hope you will not blame yourself anymore!"

Mu Qingyuan stepped into the Fuku Square, looked at the people waiting for relief, and said loudly: "Famous people, the grain team is on the way back to the city. Please bear with me for a while. As long as Mu is in Hanzhou for one day, he will definitely protect everyone for one day. I hope everyone can trust Mu!" As he said that, he clasped his fists and bowed deeply.

The people were stunned at first. An elder with white hair and hair walked out of the crowd and said tremblingly: "Mr. Mu, after you come to Hanzhou, the old man's life is getting better and better day by day. In the temporary difficulties, the old man is willing to spend time with Lord Mu and Hanzhou!" The old man then knelt on his knees, and then all the people present knelt down and shouted in unison: "We are willing to advance and retreat with Hanzhou!"

Although the weather was very cold, Mu Qingyuan was in a hot heart and tears were surging in his eyes. At this moment, any words seemed unnecessary. He bowed again, then turned around and left, and as soon as he left the treasury gate, he ordered: "Take a horse!"

Mu Qingyuan and Xiang Kejian rode their horses across the streets of Hanzhou and came to the military camp. The guards were too familiar with the Hanzhou prefecture, without any obstruction; and Mu Qingyuan was too familiar with the military camp, so he got off the horse and ran to the commander's mansion.

"Commander Strictly!" Following Mu Qingyuan's voice, a middle-aged man who was reading military articles raised his head: two distant eyebrows, a pair of eagle-falcon eyes, a beam-bone nose, and a angular face, combined with a righteous and smart image. When the man saw Mu Qingyuan, he stood up from behind the desk, wearing a dark red military uniform, and was a head taller than Mu Qingyuan.

Yan Yuxin looked at the sweat beads on Mu Qingyuan's forehead. He was very familiar with it. Every time he was so enthusiastic, he was doing things readily and left immediately after the matter was done. If someone else had thought that this person was not polite, but this was exactly what Yan Yuxin's appetite was.

"You, I'm afraid I can't change my anxious temperament!" Yan Yuxin pulled Mu Qingyuan and forced him to sit down. "Give tea! I remember that you were not so impatient when you first took office."

"What Commander Yan said is that when I was in Qingshan Academy, I was indeed not like this."

"It seems that the situation in Hanzhou has changed you."

"How can we not be anxious? The grain team has been in Liyang Cang for seven days and has no news. Now Tang takes the opportunity to look at our country, and Hanzhou is the front line. If the people cannot be secure, how can we assist the commander and commander to concentrate on using troops?"

"I really hope that the Liang Dynasty can have more parents like you!" Yan Yuxin brewed a cup of hot tea and handed it to Mu Qingyuan. "If it was a weekday, it would be enough to go back and forth from Hanzhou to Liyang Cang for five days. But with the grain truck, it was also snowing heavily, so it was inevitable that it would take some time to delay the road. If the people's food was not enough, my military ration could be squeezed out."

"No!" Mu Qingyuan stood up and said seriously: "My responsibilities are to protect the safety of the people of Hanzhou, and another important responsibility is to stabilize the rear of the Chiwei Army. The two armies are about to fight, so how can they drag down the army instead!"

After looking at the splashed tea, Yan Yuxin stood up and comforted him, "How can it be said to be a drag? The heavy snow is not good for our army, and the same is true for the Tang army. Now there are 10,000 troops stationed, but the accumulated military rations are still as high as 30,000. Although the military rations have not been supplied for a period of time, they can completely persist until the food team comes back!" He stopped Mu Qingyuan's words in time and continued, "Once the food team comes back, isn't it enough to supply our army first? You are a parent official in Hanzhou, and the people's belly cannot be ignored, let alone the New Year is only three days. Could it be that you want the people of Hanzhou to welcome the New Year with hunger?"

It is undeniable that Yan Yuxin's words make sense. Although he was still a little disgusted, Mu Qingyuan nodded in agreement. It was not only Yan Yuxin, but even Xiang Kejian breathed a sigh of relief. He knew very well how stubborn his boss was. What he believed was basically difficult to reverse. Looking at the entire Hanzhou city, the only one who could convince Mu Qingyuan was the right-ranking guard commander of the Red Tail Army in front of him.

Relying on the military rations "borrowed" from the right-ranking guard camp, the people of Hanzhou were timely compensated for the already deficient treasury, allowing the people of Hanzhou to survive another day. The time came two days before the Liangli New Year, that is, the eighth day after the grain team left the city, Xiang Kejian was ordered to search along the grain road. When Xiang Kejian led a team of troops out of Hanzhou City, the only thing that lay before him was the vast world. The original grain road had disappeared without a trace. As he left Hanzhou City, it was difficult to distinguish the grain road. The weather was unfavorable, and the road was difficult to distinguish, Xiang Kejian and his party were moving quite slowly. After a whole day, everyone was exhausted, but there was still no sign of the grain team ahead.

"Everyone is working on the spot!" Xiang Kejian, a young man with a strong spirit, was exhausted after a day of hard work in the snow. Several followers swept away a piece of snow, and they didn't want to stand up as soon as they sat down. All they could eat was the dry cakes they carried with them when they left the city, and only a small amount of cold water could be drunk. The originally hot hot water in the kettle had frozen into ice slags. Everyone had no choice but to scoop a handful of snow and stuff it into their mouths.

"Sir Xiang, do we still have to move forward?"

"Yes, the heavy snow didn't mean to stop. The food channel is so difficult to identify. What if we and the food team miss it?"

"Sir, why don't we go back and report our lives."

Xiang Kejian looked at his followers and asked calmly: "Go back to report? How to report? We only walked for one day and didn't see the food team. We were hungry and cold in our stomachs, so we fled back to the city, can we?"

As soon as this said, the few people were a little embarrassed. It was hard to say anything. The atmosphere solidified for a moment, and no one said anything. The surroundings were quiet and even the sound of snowflakes falling to the ground seemed to be heard. But in this cold and quiet environment, the sound of footsteps stomping into the snow pit came from a distance. The few people looked at each other in front of each other, and then no one dared to breathe. They raised their ears and carefully identified the direction of the sound. Puff! Puff! The footsteps seemed to be getting closer and closer!

Xiang Kejian immediately stood up and pressed his hand on the hilt of the knife at his waist. Several followers immediately alerted and stared nervously in front of them. As the sound got closer, sweat began to seep out of each person's forehead, and the figures of the visitors began to come into view. First, two snowmen walked side by side, and then a carriage followed behind them. The wheels rolled round by circle in the knee-deep snow. A yellow pennant was erected on the carriage with the word "liang" embroidered on it.

It was the grain team! Xiang Kejian immediately identified the identity of the visitor. He ran over excitedly and shouted, "Is it the grain team?" The visitor was obviously shocked by the sudden emergence of the person. He instinctively retreated and was about to draw his sword, but he heard the opposite person shouting, "It's me! The personal bodyguard of the Hanzhou Governor!"

The snowman hesitated for a while until he saw Xiang Kejian appearing in front of him, the two snowmen let go of their guard and tried hard to shake off the snow on their bodies, revealing Liang Chao's official uniform, and shouted excitedly: "You come and pick us up!"

Xiang Kejian immediately took out the official sign he wore with him, "It was Lord Mu who sent me to welcome the grain team!"

"That's great!" One of the snowmen was so happy that they shed tears. He turned around and shouted, "Brothers, Lord Mu sent someone to pick us up!" Then, a burst of cheers came from the rear of the convoy.

"Thank you so hard for this trip!"

"We finally fulfilled our mission and transported the food back to Hanzhou! Look, there are twenty trucks of food behind it!"

Xiang Kejian looked up at these tall grain trucks, and was excited in his heart, and turned around and shouted, "Come and help! Let's help the brothers transport the grain back to Hanzhou together!"
Chapter completed!