Natural disasters in books: I stockpiled goods to escape famine in ancient times

The bandit who can deceive these people by pretending that his actions are in line with justice is also a talent.

Song Shiwei leaned against the city wall with his arms folded across his chest, his eyes beneath the mask filled with deep interest.

At this time, Zhou Huai had already brought Li An to the outside of the city. Both of them were wearing masks and were negotiating the situation with the soldiers guarding outside the city.

"Sir, I think those people do not deserve to die. Why not let my subordinates teach them a lesson?" Li An was full of anger, wishing he could kill those troublemakers with a single blow.

The officer who responded was also indignant: "Lord Li is right. I also think those people are too shameless. The eldest master and the prefect are worried about the heavy rain, so they set up tents for them, gave them porridge, and sent so many doctors to treat them. They are really heartless."

Zhou Huai looked at the rows of tents not far away without saying a word, his eyes unclear.

After a while, Zhou Huai spoke slowly: "Li An, go over there first to check the situation and make sure the doctors are safe. The officers and soldiers will guard here. The city gates must not be opened without my and the prefect's orders."

The officers and soldiers clasped their fists and said, "Yes."

Li An responded with a "yes" and asked, "What about you, sir? I can't leave you alone if I go."

Zhou Huai waved his hand: "Don't worry about me here, just make sure the doctors are safe."

"But those people asked you to go, and I am worried."

Zhou Huai sneered: "If they ask me to go, I will go?"

"Don't worry, Lord Li. The eldest master will be alone. We have so many people here, and we will definitely protect him."

After hearing what the officers and soldiers said, Li An felt relieved. He clasped his fists and saluted before flying to the tent. The young master came out for the doctors, so he made sure the doctors were safe, and then he could deal with those people without any worries.

Not long after Li An left, the bandits who were paying attention to the movements at the city gate quietly left, and soon after, several victims walked to a few meters away from the city gate and shouted loudly.

What he meant was that Zhou Huai should go alone, otherwise a doctor would be killed if he was late.

Whether it was the officers or soldiers guarding the city gate, they were all very angry.

The officers and soldiers who had been following Zhou Huai were afraid that he would agree to those people, so they advised him earnestly: "Young Master, you can't listen to them. There are so many of us here. Those disaster victims can't make a break for the waves. The doctor saved their lives. I don't believe they will really repay kindness with enmity."

"They came for me."

The officers and soldiers were surprised: "Coming for you? Why? Logically, it should be the prefect, why would it come for you? This is wrong."

Zhou Huai's lips curled up, but his eyes suddenly became sharp: "Something is wrong. As for the reason, I will know when I go to take a look."

The officers and soldiers immediately disagreed upon hearing this and were about to speak to persuade him again when Zhou Huai raised his hand to interrupt them.

"If I hadn't gone, those doctors would have died. Since it was all because of me, why should I let others die in vain?"

The person in front of me stood with his hands behind his back, and even the heavy rain could not stop this tall figure.

The officers and soldiers were moved, their eyes instantly turned red, and they choked up several times: "But young master, you will die if you go over like this. The general is protecting the family and the country. We can't repay the general's kindness even if we work hard. If you get into trouble in front of us, we will be blamed even if we die."

"Why be so pessimistic? Ask someone to call my father's soldiers here. I have something to arrange," Zhou Huai said, then he raised his hand, patted the soldier's shoulder and smiled gently at him.

His voice and appearance are still as gentle as spring breeze, but in the hearts of officers and soldiers, there is endless sadness.

Compared to those doctors, Young Master Zhou still holds more weight in the hearts of officers and soldiers. For so many years, General Zhou has been guarding the border and Young Master Zhou has been in charge of the provincial capital. If it weren't for the father and son of the Zhou family, how could the northern border be peaceful and the provincial capital be as peaceful as it is today.

It's not that everyone has no conscience, it's just that the city cannot do without Zhou Huai.

And such a practical and righteous person is now taking risks alone and risking his life for a few doctors. How can one not feel distressed and moved by such a young man who cares so much about the people?

The officer and soldier stopped talking in the end. His dark face was stretched long and he walked with heavy steps to look for the soldiers.

No one knew what Zhou Huai said to the leading soldiers. They only saw Zhou Huai walking forward calmly.

The officers and soldiers followed him unconsciously for a few steps, wanting to protect him, even if it meant death, but they were stopped by the soldiers. For a while, the officers and soldiers were in a mess.

The officers and soldiers guarding the city gate also got involved. It was at this time that Song Shiwei took advantage of no one's attention and teleported away without attracting any attention.

When he reached the tent, Zhou Huai stopped, looking calm.

Dozens of people quickly ran out from around the tent and surrounded Zhou Huai.

A man walked out of the crowd. He had a long scar on his face, from his cheek to behind his ear, which looked very hideous.

"Mr. Zhou is willing to sacrifice himself for others. It is really touching."

Zhou Huai glanced at him calmly: "I'm here, where are the others?"

The scarred man clapped his hands, and several doctors were brought out by his men: "Mr. Zhou is a man of his word, and we will naturally do what we say."

After saying this, the scarred man gave his men a wink. The men understood and waved their hands. A dozen people carried the doctor towards the city gate behind them.

Xu Jingren and Xu Shihe were also among them. They had sackcloth stuffed in their mouths and could not speak. They looked at Zhou Huai with deep worry in their eyes.

Zhou Huai nodded slightly at them, and then fixed his eyes on the scarred man: "I didn't know when your defeated general came to the northern border to beg for food. You thought I couldn't tell by pretending to be a disaster victim."

"You," the scarred man looked at Zhou Huai angrily, but after a moment he smiled again and sneered, "Young Master, you can't even protect yourself now, and you still have time to care about us. I really worry you. Instead of caring about us, you should care more about your father. General Zhou should also feel the pain of losing his son."

While the two were talking, the kidnapped doctors were also sent to the city gate. The victims pushed the doctors forward and left quickly.

The officers and soldiers took charge of the doctors, asked them to stay and take good care of the patient, and then kept a close eye on the front.

The soldiers who were privately called by Zhou Huai to talk left quietly at this time.

The scarred man couldn't stand Zhou Huai's calm look the most. Even at this time, he was still pretending. He immediately waved his hand and had him tied up and taken away. When he thought about how uncomfortable Zhou Wende would feel when he saw his eldest son being tied up, the scarred man felt happy and laughed out loud.

Just as everyone approached Zhou Huai, Li An descended from the sky like a ghost, holding a long sword in front of him and protecting Zhou Huai behind him.

The scarred man was stunned at first, and then laughed: "Mr. Zhou, you don't think that you can stop hundreds of us by yourself, huh, you overestimate your own abilities."

At this time, Song Shiwei was leaning against a dense tree above the heads of several people, listening to the conversations back and forth below, and yawned out of boredom.