PFC Chapter 209 Old Actor of Guojiazhuang
Chapter 209 Old Actor of Guojiazhuang
An Qiao silently gave them a thumbs up in her heart, saying that they were so sensible.
A few of them returned to the restaurant chatting and laughing, and the days seemed to have returned to the boring yet happy times.
The emperor was so anxious to catch the last train for spring plowing that the orders were passed down very quickly.
However, within just three days, several prefectures began to prescribe medicine according to age and weight. Not to mention, it was quite effective. On the day when Gu Qingyun and his party went to Guojiazhuang, Jingdu Prefecture had already begun to gain some popularity.
"Young Master, this... the person who reported the case is a foreigner. If they work together, there's nothing we can do." Zhao Huaiqing said slowly. He originally wanted to transfer the case directly to the Kyoto government office when there weren't so many people in Kyoto looking into the plague.
But the Kyoto government office is not someone who can be easily provoked. It is a group of old foxes who will naturally be pushed aside whenever possible.
When the governor of Kyoto heard that it was an unsolved case, he ran away through the back door.
In desperation, the case had to remain in the Dali Temple.
Chen Xi also stayed indoors after that day. It was said that he hid in the house every day waiting for the waiter to bring him food. He was timid and was really scared this time.
Gu Qingyun nodded and said, "Of course it's troublesome, and of course we can't just investigate directly. If we do, the other party will definitely be more alert. Today we are either going to investigate the case or to investigate the situation of the refugees. Remember that."
The others nodded, and Gu Qingyun reached out and patted Wu Huan, "Remember all the faces that appeared. You must remember what they said today and see where the water wants to flow."
Several people rode their horses through the west gate and headed west. There were at least some people on the street today. Although there were not many vendors, they did not stay indoors.
"The plague is finally over." Gu Qingyun sighed. In just these two months, the city and the people have been in turmoil.
After walking for a while, Guojiazhuang appeared in front of us.
In front of me is a small valley surrounded by mountains. The surrounding mountains are high and steep, which makes people feel a little timid for no reason.
Gu Qingyun rode his horse in the front, followed by Zhao Huaiqing and the other two, not too far behind.
Before I reached the entrance of the village, I heard a whistle.
Soon, many men with fierce looks appeared. Some of them had fat faces. If Gu Qingyun didn't look carefully, he would feel uncomfortable.
"Who is coming?" A childish voice came from inside. It was a girl with a clear face and two bright diagonal lines on her cheeks painted with some kind of paint.
"Dali Temple, investigating refugees. What are you doing? How dare you!" Xinhai stepped forward and stood in front of Gu Qingyun.
The girl looked around in disbelief and looked behind her with an undetermined look.
Soon, an old voice was heard, "Ahem - what are you doing?! I didn't say that guests are welcome here. What are you doing? People who don't know would think that all of us in this village are unruly. Why are you following Xiao Aqin to make trouble? Put away those hoes and hammers. Aren't you ashamed? Do you want others to know that you are stupid farmers?"
Gu Qingyun remained expressionless, but in his heart he couldn't help but give a thumbs up, as the saying goes, old people always get the best.
The old village chief's speech seemed to be about him getting angry at the villagers, but in fact it was obvious that he had put himself in an invincible position. Now, even if Gu Qingyun wanted to get angry, he had no reason to do so.
How can I be angry about this? I'm just being petty for no reason.
"Sir Shaoqing, please be magnanimous and spare the troublemakers in my village. We are really scared and dare not let strangers into the village rashly. Sir Shaoqing! I believe you also know that Lingzhi has a great reputation in our village. Many bad guys just showed up and burned, killed and robbed our village. This is really scary! Oh, many young people respect me as an old man and also want to protect our small place. I beg Sir Shaoqing to be magnanimous."
Gu Qingyun and the others were stunned, and none of them said a word. What was wrong with this old man? He kept playing the good guy and the bad guy.
"Old village chief, there is no need to be like this. We are only ordered to investigate the situation of the refugees. Just pretend what happened just now never happened. But you have to be careful. Not all officials appointed by the court are as easy to talk to as us." Zhao Huaiqing said lightly.
Gu Qingyun was so annoyed by this commotion that he didn't want to speak, so someone had to take advantage of the situation now, otherwise this matter would never be resolved.
The old village chief immediately acted like a servile old man, nodding and fawning, which was quite different from what Chen Xi had described. The old village chief that Chen Xi was talking about was a weird old man with a face like a demon.
Either Chen Xi was exaggerating, or this old village really knows how to judge people by their appearance.
"Dear guests, please come in. All the refugees that our village received at that time have now been resettled, in the few households at the foot of the mountain. Lord Shaoqing also knows that the Ganoderma lucidum in our village is very famous. If they live at the foot of the mountain, they will be blessed by the mountain god. It is a perfect place." The old village chief boasted all the way, without any sign of panic, and even introduced the village with great ease.
Gu Qingyun only occasionally responded with a word or two, and kept looking around with his peripheral vision the whole time.
I don’t know if it’s my illusion, but the old village chief always stares at what Gu Qingyun is looking at from time to time, as if he is afraid of being seen or there is something shameful.
Of course, Gu Qingyun didn't reveal any clues and didn't even ask the mountain god.
A few people staggered to the place where the refugees were resettled. It was broad daylight, but the doors were closed. Gu Qingyun could not see the situation inside clearly, and he had to knock on every door for a long time.
The old village chief explained with a wry smile that these refugees had probably suffered from hunger and cold along the way and had not yet adapted to life here.
"Village chief." A soft voice sounded.
The village chief immediately put on a smile and said, "This girl is so pitiful. She just arrived in our village and her only mother is gone. She doesn't know how to survive at such a young age."
The little girl then buried her head in the village chief's arms, looking extremely pitiful.
Gu Qingyun frowned, feeling that something was odd, but couldn't put his finger on it.
Gu Qingyun asked again, "What happened to her mother?"
The old village chief sighed immediately, "It's really tragic. She finally had a good life, but she died after just a few days. Before she died, she begged me to save her poor Yaya. You see, she doesn't even know how to raise a child that old. She's so young and doesn't know anything. It's probably because her family was rich before, but now she's running away. I don't know if her family fell into poverty or she met an unfaithful man. In short, that man is not a good man. He didn't even want his own flesh and blood and just gave up on her."