After five days, the refugees either mortgaged their land or signed themselves off as slaves to the squires to obtain the capital to survive.
After obtaining the grains, everyone began to pack up and go home. Their houses had been burned down, and it was winter now. No matter what, they had to work hard to build a straw hut for their families to shelter them from the wind and snow.
Minister He and the others smiled until their faces were full of wrinkles. They smiled at Wu Shancai and said, "Thankfully, Magistrate Wu has helped maintain order these few days."
Wu Shancai said absent-mindedly, "No, this is my duty."
Seeing his solemn expression, Minister Liu asked, "Sir, is there something troubling you?"
Wu Shancai sighed. "The Lin'an Prefecture has settled the matter of the Jin soldiers attacking the city. The messenger from Xingyuan Prefecture will come to announce the decree today."
