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The heavy snow has dyed the city of Beijing into a pure white, and the dilapidated, messy, and bright red buildings are temporarily invisible. However, except for the soldiers of the Wei Army walking in groups, there are still no ordinary people on the streets.

The prosperity is gone, and the heavy snow cannot cover up the huge trauma it has suffered.

Qian Weide carried a generation of millet on his back, squelching in the snow, and walked towards Dahuaishufang where he lived.

Occasionally, he looked back and glanced at the group of Wuwei Army soldiers following behind him. He still felt that what he had experienced from yesterday to today was a bit unreal.

After being taken away by the Yi army as a thief, Qian Weide's mind was filled with all kinds of rumors about the Ming Dynasty Jinyi Guards North Town Fusi in the former capital, thinking that he would probably be tortured by the Yi army and even forced to confess.

Unexpectedly, after being sent to a military camp, he was only questioned for a few words and then placed under house arrest.

The next day, a general from the Yi army who claimed to be a military and political officer came to talk to him, saying that he had found out his identity and believed that he was not a thief with evil intentions towards the emperor, and would release him later.

Then he asked if he would be willing to help Wei Jun and serve as the test director of Dahuaishufang.

At that time, Qian Weide just wanted to save his life, mistakenly believing that if he did not serve as the leader, he would probably continue to be detained by the Yi army. He was detained for a few days and was fine, but there was only his mother in the dark cellar at home. If something happened, he would be safe. That's it.

So he hurriedly accepted the matter.

Then the military and political officer asked him whether he had enough food to survive at home, and if he could not withdraw his salary in advance.

Does Fangzheng still have a salary?

Qian Weide was surprised at that time.

The title "Fangzheng" was also used in the Ming Dynasty, but it was usually held by wealthy and prestigious people in the selected squares. They helped the government manage the streets and were actually a type of official.

There is no such thing as salary, not even subsidies. If Fangzheng has the means and no conscience, he can rely on a little power to bully the kind people of his fellow villagers and get some benefits.

Probably because his surprised expression was too obvious at that time, the military and political officer then smiled and said, Da'eifangzheng not only has a salary, but is also an official of the ninth rank.

Fang Zheng became an official?

Qian Weide was even more shocked and found it difficult to think for a moment.

When the military and political officer asked again, he remembered that there was not much food left at home, so he took the attitude of giving it a try and advanced his salary in advance to try.

Fangzheng's salary was very low, and he couldn't advance it all at once, so what finally fell into Qian Weide's hands was this twenty-kilogram bag of millet.

The rice market in the capital was closed before Shun's army entered the city, making it a scarce commodity that even those with money could hardly buy.

Qian Weide remembered that before that, the price of rice had risen to a sky-high price of more than one or two silver dollars per liter! (The units of measurement for grain in this article are: stone, bucket, liter, and unit, from large to small, decimal system.)

One liter of rice weighs up to two kilograms.

If calculated based on this price, he was equivalent to an advance of more than ten taels of salary this time!

However, since he received this bag of millet, he naturally knew that Da'ei's tentative salary was not high, only three taels per month.

And the bag of millet he paid for in advance was by no means based on the previous grain prices in the capital, but had been reduced by an unknown amount.

Eating the emperor's salary is a matter of loyalty to the emperor. Since he received Damei's salary, he naturally wanted to do things for Damei.

The first thing to do is to take Wu Weijun behind him back to Dahuaishufang, find all the people hiding in the square, and with the help of Weijun, re-register the households, count the number of people, and understand the situation in the square.

The thing sounded simple, but when he walked onto the street and was blown by the cold wind, Qian Weide couldn't help but wonder if this was a trick by Yi Jun - to give him benefits first, deceive his trust, and ask him to help find him. After leaving the neighborhood in the workshop, they arrested everyone and made them slaves to work for the Yi army.

Otherwise, how could he, an ordinary scholar who couldn't even pass the boy's entrance examination and was so poor that he worked as a helper for a wealthy family, be appointed as an official by Da'ei?

Even if this official is only a ninth-grade official and has a "test" ahead of him, he is still the official of Da'ei's court.

It's not like he was really lucky enough to become an official all of a sudden, right?

Even though he had many doubts, there was a group of troops following him, so Qian Weide had no choice but to follow the instructions of the military and political officer.

Returning to his home in Dahuaishufang, Qian Weide hesitated for a moment, then entered the dark cellar hidden in the stove in front of these Wei Jun. One thing he thought clearly, since Wei Jun had already Once you find out his identity, you will naturally know where his home is. As long as you spend a little more effort, it will not be difficult to find this secret cellar.

In this way, he has nothing to hide.

"Son, are you back?"

There was no light in the dark cellar, so the old mother couldn't see clearly and asked in a trembling voice.

"Mom, it's me." Qian Weide responded choked.

Then he went forward to support the old mother and listen to her chatter.

In the past, he would have been impatient to listen to such chatter, but now that he had experienced "life and death", he felt that this chatter was particularly warm and reassuring.

After listening to his mother's ramble for a while and talking about the situation outside, Qian Weide asked his mother to follow him up.

His family belongs to a small household in the outer city - a small courtyard with only three main rooms, a wing and a kitchen. It is relatively small and the house is dilapidated. Most of the houses in Dahuaishufang are also like this. It was relatively well preserved during the two previous military disasters.

As for the collapsed door and broken windows, Qian Weide did it himself. Although some snow has entered the house now, it can be livable with a little repair.

His mother was ill and her hands and feet were numb and cold to the touch. She probably hadn't eaten anything since yesterday.

So he asked Wei Jun in the courtyard with anxiety, "Captain Hou, can you allow me to cook a pot of porridge for my mother, repair the doors and windows a little, and then go look for the people in the neighborhood?"

Wu Chang said: "What's wrong with this? Just go and cook the porridge, and leave the repairs to the doors and windows and clearing the snow to us. By the way, you have hammers, axes, and nails at home." A tool like that, right?”

After Captain Hou finished speaking, one of the other four soldiers had already touched a broom and started sweeping away the snow, and two others directly moved the gate and started installing it. Qian Weide couldn't help but think that he was dreaming.

The military man actually helped him repair doors and windows and clear the snow?

Even if he becomes the leader of Damei, he shouldn't be treated like this, right?

Qian Weide couldn't come to his senses for a while, so he looked for repair tools and cooked porridge, all as if he was sleepwalking.

"Son, stop burning it. The porridge is already cooked." It wasn't until his mother reminded him that Qian Weide finally came to his senses. He immediately stopped the fire and served rice to his mother.

At this time, the old mother asked softly: "Are those really the Yi army outside?"

"It's Wei Jun."

"They are all good men - we can't treat people lightly when they help with work, just give them a bowl of porridge. Although you have become an official of this big man, you can't really think of yourself as an official, do you understand? "

"My son understands"

Qian Weide responded, then came out and shouted: "Wu Zhang Hou, would you like to have a bowl of porridge too?"

Wu Commander Hou was repairing the window with skillful movements. Hearing this, he smiled and said: "Didn't we have breakfast together in the military camp? How could we be so hungry so soon?"

Okay, we have repaired the doors and windows, and swept away the snow. If there is nothing else urgent, Qianfangzheng should hurry up and get some work done. "

Seeing that his house was quickly restored to "intact" with the help of a few people, although Qian Weide couldn't adapt, he doubted that most of it was gone, so he immediately went out to call people from house to house——

"Is there anyone else in Uncle Ma's family? The Yi army has entered the city. They have distributed porridge in the city and arranged for free medical treatment by doctors. Stop hiding and come out quickly."

"Brother Li, you can't trust others, and you can't trust me, Qian Weide? The army of Wei is really giving out porridge. Besides, now that the army of Wei has driven away Jiannu and taken over the capital, can you still hide for the rest of your life? ?”

"Sister-in-law Liu, didn't you say that Erhu was sick the day before yesterday and asked me if I had any medicinal herbs? Now the doctor of Wei Jun is not far away from the workshop, treating patients and administering medicine for free. Please take Erhu there as soon as possible."

"Really?"

Those who had patients at home could not hold on any longer. After hearing that Wei Jun had arranged for doctors to see the patients and administer medicine for free, a woman bravely came out of hiding.

Qian Weide said: "Of course it's true - if you don't worry, I'll take you there later."

"Afraid, but..." Sister-in-law Liu, who was actually only in her thirties but already had gray hair, looked anxious and frightened, and opened her mouth to speak.

Her experience in the past few months has been extremely miserable. First, her brother somehow provoked the Shun soldiers on the street and was beaten to death. Later, her father-in-law also died of illness, and then her husband was kidnapped by the slaves to protect her. Now she I am afraid when I see soldiers.

At this time, Wu Zhang, who was following Qian Weide, said: "Sister-in-law Liu, if you can trust us, I will let a brother take you there first. Don't worry, our Yi army will never embarrass good people. "

Although Mrs. Liu was scared, thinking about her son who was still having a fever, she gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, I'll bring Erhu out right now."

Then he entered the dark cellar of his house, carried a seven or eight-year-old boy up on his back, and followed a sergeant Wei as he staggered out of the alley through the snow. Halfway through, the child was picked up by the soldier Wei...