So Gulan asked Brother Li to work harder to separate the broken silver into three taels of silver with a knife. This job can only be done by locals. As an outsider, she really has no idea how much three taels is.
The silver was distributed like this. Everyone was moved and felt a little overwhelmed with the money. It was only when Brother Li said to "take it all" that they put it in their arms with embarrassment. After all, they really needed the money.
When they came to their families, everyone had packed up and were waiting on the road. Seeing Brother Li and the other coming, everyone was really relieved. Although the village chief said that it was all right, they were always worried unless they saw it with their own eyes.
"Then let's go," said the village chief.
"Village chief, what about the horses?" Someone in the crowd suddenly asked, drawing everyone's attention to the horses beside the trail. These horses are still very attractive. The value is there. The price of a horse is enough to build a nice house. The village chief did not speak, but looked at Gulan.
Although they had only known each other for a short time, the village chief could see that although Gulan was usually aloof and uncommunicative, and would not take the initiative to talk to them, he was thoughtful and, in some ways, knew much more than them. Thinking of the face he saw, to be honest, the village chief really didn't know what to do with these horses?
Village chief: "Gulan, what do you think?"
"Village chief, I'm afraid these horses can't be kept. These people have strange origins. No one can be sure whether there are any special marks on the horses. There is a certain risk in leaving them." Gulan told the truth.
Unlike her three horses, which were robbed by robbers, they can be left with peace of mind.
"Mark, what mark? Why can't we understand what Master Gu said."
"Silly, what Master Gu said is that these people are not simple."
"Oh, now that I think about it, these people are indeed problematic. When we met robbers before, they were never masked. It seems that they are dressed very neatly. Although the distance was a little far, the people of Lijia Village still saw these people dressed like this under the moonlight.
"Yes, yes, they don't look like ordinary bandits."
"That doesn't mean there will be any marks! These horses look so good! It's a pity to just not have them!"
"Yes!" Many people nodded. There are eight horses in total. If they are sold, they will be worth a lot of money! Although these are not theirs, they still feel it's a pity.
"Okay, everyone, stop talking. Gulan is right. We all have families to support and can't afford any mistakes. These people are different from the bandits we have encountered in the past. They are too neat and don't know what team they are in. We have to be on guard. They are not ours. Don't think too much." The village chief decisively ended the topic.
For the villagers of Lijia Village, the village chief's words are very effective. Since the village chief said not to think about it, they all stopped thinking about it. The village chief is right. They are not theirs in the first place. Why bother to think about these things in vain. The left and right people are not theirs to deal with, and it is not their turn.
After receiving the village chief's meaning, several villagers used wooden sticks to hit the horse's butt a few times. After being frightened, the horse ran away without looking back.
"Okay, let's go." The village chief looked at the dark night shrouded by the moonlight, pointed to the unknown road ahead, and spoke firmly. Having come this far, no matter what, they can only move forward, and turning back is impossible. This long team stepped into the night with one foot deep and one foot shallow. This night is destined to be a sleepless night for both Chicheng and Lijia Village.
When the first light appeared in the sky, Gulan's team finally stopped. After traveling for several hours in a row, they were finally a little exhausted, and everyone sat on the ground casually. After a few hours of journey, this place is already far away from Chicheng. Even if they find something abnormal, they will not be involved.
Gulan was in a good mood and carried her son out of the cart to exercise. Even if they didn't walk, it was still very hard to sit in the carriage for several hours in a row, mainly because the road was not flat enough.
The little guy was very happy when he got off the cart. He played with Daya and Erya, stretched his arms and shook his legs, and immediately felt much better.
AnAn was not very clear about what happened last night. He slept very soundly, but was still awakened by the bumps on the road. When he woke up, he thought he was dreaming, and it took a long time for him to react. From Daya and Erya's words, AnAn knew that something had happened, so they had to travel overnight.
The little guy felt sorry for his mother. After exercising, he urged his mother to rest, and promised to clean up the food with Daya and Erya and call her when it was ready.
Gulan was moved by the little guy's thoughtfulness, and rubbed her son hard a few times. Although staying up late was nothing to Gulan, she had to accept her son's thoughtfulness.
She also saw that Daya was not old, but she was a safe child. Cooking was not a problem. In addition, there were old man Li and others next to them, so Gulan had nothing to worry about. She immediately told them not to run away from the carriage and to take a nap beside the carriage.
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Chicheng.
The city gates were closed after the chaos last night, and there were no victims at the gates. What happened last night was so big that even the victims who did not participate in the riots did not dare to stay at the city gates after seeing such a chaotic situation. They all fled for their lives.
Although there were no traces of corpses on the street from the city gate to the government office, the road was in a mess, with various items and food residues falling on it, which told people how chaotic it was last night.
Among them, the grain shops suffered the greatest losses. Almost all grain shops were robbed, and the biggest losses of other shops were silver and some daily necessities.
At this moment, the commander of the city guards, Guo Xianzheng, sent people to check the streets and count the losses. At this time, except for the patrol soldiers passing by from time to time, there were only the owners of the shops that were hit and robbed, who were powerless to clean up the mess in the shops. Ordinary people did not dare to walk around on the streets at all, for fear of being arrested as victims of the riot.
They all heard that many victims were captured last night and were locked up in the county jail. The jail was full, and even the elderly and children were not spared. How could the people in the city dare to show up in such a situation? Wouldn't that just make themselves uncomfortable?
To be honest, they were all scared. The noise last night was too loud. The sounds of fighting and killing could be heard even in the remote places in the city. They were so scared that they closed their doors and windows tightly and didn't dare to close their eyes all night, fearing that they would be the next one to fall.
"Sir," the man saluted.
"Hmm," Guo Xian glanced at his subordinates, stopped the brush in his hand, carefully folded the letter, sealed it with wax and handed it to the man.
"Captain Qian, send someone to deliver this letter to Lord Wen, the governor of Yunzhou, as soon as possible."
"Yes," Captain Qian took the letter and looked at Commander Guo worriedly, "Sir, what should we do next?" Qian Ye was still at a loss after such a big thing happened.
"What can we do? We have to report the truth. The final decision can only be left to fate. After all, the riot happened because we were indeed negligent in checking."
"But this is not something the commander can control. The death of County Magistrate Gao will put an end to everything. The mess he made fell on us, which is really a bargain for him."
"Okay, the dead are gone, there is no point in saying anything more?"
"You go down and comfort the victims."
"Yes." Qian Ye strode out.