Looking at Miss Lin's iconic white veil, Jia Huan was slightly confused. He was thinking about whether Chen Jiayun and others left would make the hungry people in the academy have the idea of ​​leaving. What measures should the academy take, etc.

Gongsun Liang was stunned for a moment, a little embarrassed. He had known that Miss Lin was not dead and lived in his brother Lin Xinyuan's dormitory. When he saw Miss Lin's true face that day, his admiration retreated like a tide and he was about to retreat. But when he heard the news of her death, he was still sad and unspeakable. Fortunately, she was not dead. However, seeing him at this time made him feel a little embarrassed. Miss Lin broke up with him.

Lin Zhiyun wore a white long gown, tall and graceful, with a white veil covering her face, combed in a girl's bun, and two exquisite silver-moon-shaped earrings, swaying gently with her steps.

When he approached, Lin Zhiyun lowered her head slightly and saluted Jia Huan, "The little woman has seen Jia Yuanshou!"

Jia Huan smiled slightly and nodded. He was very moved by the girl's experience. Such a strong-minded woman also made him appreciate it.

Of course, let’s just forget about his favor. Although he is not a member of the Appearance Association, Miss Lin’s face covered with scars with the word “well” is really terrifying.

Lin Zhiyun whispered: "The little woman wants to discuss with Jia Yuanshou if she has something to do."

Gongsun Liang was a little embarrassed, but he was a gentle gentleman after all, so he bowed to Lin Zhiyun and said, "Junior Brother Jia, you guys talk." He turned around and returned to Minglun Hall.

The scholars who were working in Minglun Hall had long seen a beautiful woman coming. There were no female students in the academy. Seeing the elder brother coming in, several active scholars came around to inquire about the situation.

Jia Huan didn't have to look back and knew what was going on behind him. He couldn't help but smile and asked, "What's wrong with Miss Lin?"

Lin Zhiyun was a little hungry and said softly: "Jia Yuanshou, I'm sorry for your brother's affairs. I apologize to you on his behalf."

Her second brother, Lin Xinyuan, when Jia Huan returned to the dormitory more than ten days ago, asked Jia Huan for extra food, but was rejected. However, Jia Huan arranged his second brother to be a clerk in Minglun Hall. This was an easy job. It was to keep writing and be tired.

But on the evening of August 6, my second brother witnessed the big discussion in Minglun Hall, but was not optimistic about the academy's plan, so he quietly slipped back from Minglun Hall and said he wanted to protect her and Shu'er. But my second brother was confused. If Jia Huan's plan failed, would it be useful for them to hide in this dormitory?

Jia Huan had no objection to Ruby Lin's "escape at the last minute" and he chose the way himself. But he would not give Ruby Lin another chance to do a relaxing job. Helping Ruby Lin once was kind, twice was indulging, and three times was stupid.

He did not indulge Ruby Lin's idea.

Jia Huan waved his hand and said, "It's okay." How leisurely should he be when he gets angry about a person like Ruby Lin?

Lin Zhiyun said "Oh", bit her lips lightly and hesitated for a while, and said softly: "Jia Yuanshou, I want to come out to do things. I can write and know how to arithmetic." People who do things should have more rations.

Jia Huan looked at Lin Zhiyun in surprise, understood a little, and suddenly felt a little pity in his heart, and asked, "I feel so hungry?"

Lin Zhiyun's pretty face under the veil was slightly red, a little embarrassed, and her head was slightly dotted.

Jia Huan held the wooden stick that was temporarily used as a crutch, got up, went back to Daominglun Hall, and took out a cold coarse grain steamed bun. This was his breakfast. He was busy sending Chen Jiayun and others to leave, but he had not had time to eat it.

Jia Huan broke it halfway and handed it to Lin Zhiyun, "Give it, clean."

Lin Zhiyun looked at the varied steamed buns and felt unspeakable feelings in her heart: she was inferior to being given and helped; she was hungry and desperate to ask for help, but she got more surprises and gratitude. She was grateful and warmthful to being helped. She thought she would be arranged to work for a day before she could have food, and even prepared for nothing.

Tears flowed down unconsciously. Lin Zhiyun took the steamed bun, put it into her sleeve, and whispered in a sob: "Thank you Jia Yuanshou."

Jia Huan said in a gentle voice: "You're welcome. Miss Lin, I can't agree to the work request you made. I don't lack literate people here."

In fact, with Miss Lin's conditions, it is still easy to find a job even in the disaster year. However, Wendao Academy is really not short of literate people. Human resources are abundant. This is the basis for his ability to implement a series of systems and measures among villagers and miners.

Of course, if Jia Huan wants to arrange Miss Lin’s work, he will naturally be able to continue to be at peace. He will not be too crowded to do things, and he will not be less than her rations. However, this is an era when holding hands requires responsibility. There is a difference between men and women. An unmarried woman who works among a group of scholars will ruin her reputation when it is spread. It will also damage the reputation of the academy.

Arrange a room for her to work separately, which is a special one. This is not possible in the current academy.

Lin Zhiyun's expression was gloomy and nodded.

Jia Huan smiled softly and said softly: "Go back and rest. Don't leave the academy. Believe me! I can take you all to live."

Lin Zhiyun said "um" and walked towards the inner dormitory. There was only half a piece of steamed bun, and there was her second brother, Shu'er in the dormitory.

Looking at her beautiful figure, Jia Huan was silent. He could guarantee that she would survive. But before Qiao Rusong's food came back, she had to endure hunger and endure the pain of hunger.

In fact, he has the ability to help her more. With his position in the academy at this time, what if he arranges an extra woman to eat? But he is unwilling to do such a thing. This will be the beginning of the collapse of the system.

This unwillingness, reason and calmness formed a strong conflict with his appreciation, emotion and compassion for her, which made him feel a little uncomfortable and silent.

At this time, Jia Huan urgently hoped that the food would come back quickly and let the disaster caused by the flood end.

…

After Jia Huan had breakfast, about half an hour later, a disciple of the academy came to inform him that because the flood had receded and the road was opened, hundreds of people among the kiln workers wanted to leave the academy and make a living.

Jia Huan and Gongsun Liang rushed to Qushui Academy. Han Xiucai, who was in charge of cultural propaganda work, and Du Hong and more than a dozen disciples of the academy could no longer control the venue. In an open space in Qushui Academy, people were in a busy state and were clamoring to leave. It felt bad to be hungry.

When Jia Huan arrived, the crowd automatically separated. The noisy miners gradually calmed down. The rebellious outlaws had long been cleared out of the academy. The remaining miners had some conscience in their hearts.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a round face, wearing shabby clothes, greeted Jia Huan and said, "Jia Yuanshou, we are grateful for your life."

Jia Huan smiled weakly, "The road miner doesn't have to be too polite."

When the road miner saw Jia Huan and his face, he said boldly: "Jia Yuanshou, the academy promised that food would be transported in within four days, but there is not yet. We were so hungry every day. A few days ago, there was only one small boat, so we didn't say anything. Now the road is clear, so we are leaving at Jia Yuanshou."

Several miners shouted in the crowd: "Let us leave. There is an imperial envoy in Huangluo Town, so I won't ignore us."

Han Xiucai was so angry that he was trembling all over. A group of ungrateful people, who had been hungry for a few days, had not had to pay for the favor of saving his life? He was disobedient?

Can you get there in Huangluo Town 30 miles away? Can you get some food when you arrive? Joke! Have you never seen the government’s disaster relief? The grain is full of sand. In addition, if you sell it to human traffickers as slaves, don’t cry.

Jia Huan pressed down his hand, and the crowd gradually became quiet. Jia Huan was weak and said calmly: "Everyone, there is no banquet that will last forever. Everyone has their own ambitions, let's get together and part. Please!"

The road miners and others were stunned at first, and then they were overjoyed. Then they heard a lingering voice in the courtyard: "Thank you, Jia Yuanshou."

"The first time I thank the court for mercy."

"Head of the Yuan Dynasty!"

About twenty minutes later, about 300 miners lined up in a long queue and left Wendao Academy at the foot of Miaofeng Mountain in turn, heading south, and heading towards Huangluo Town 30 miles away.

At the gate of Wendao Academy, the mountain leaders Zhang Anbo, Shatixue, Zhiwu Monk, Ye Shanlang, Luo Shanlang, Pang Ze, Zhang Sishui, Luo Xiangyang and others watched the miners' team leave.

Jia Huan, Gongsun Liang, Han Xiucai, Du Hong, Qin Hongtu and Yi Junjie stood at the forefront of the gate of the academy.

Han Xiucai stamped his feet and said, "The head of the school, even if half of them can live in the future, God will bless them. These people..., alas, the dog bites Lu Dongbin, and they don't know the good people's hearts!"

Jia Huan shook his head gently and said, "No, Brother Han, it would be a miracle that they could survive 80 people."

Some people are not worth saving.

I believe that before he arrived at Qushui Academy, Han Xiucai and others had already told the miners about the harm of leaving and the benefits of staying. However, the academy promised that food would be transported in within four days, but it was not the case. He had already breached his trust once.

Secondly, among the miners, there were many relatives and friends who were killed by the academy during the battle that night. They did not dare to riot, but they were resentful. It was impossible to say that they were close to the academy and had a good impression of it. It was normal to leave.

Jia Huan always believed that everyone's path is chosen by themselves. Life is struggled by themselves. Survival of the fittest. He will not instigate them to die. But if they want to go to death, he will not stop him. He does not have such a Virgin Heart!

Han Xiucai was stunned when he heard Jia Huan's words. He realized the cold and indifferent meaning in Jia Huan's words, but he could not blame Jia Huan. He wanted everyone to save him. But he was talking nonsense and he didn't appreciate it, so what could he do?

Jia Huan ordered Luo Xiangyang: "For extra rations, add one more meal at noon!"

…

The brilliant sunset burns on the horizon. It is as red as clouds and the twilight is faint.

At the door of the Door No. 12 of Wendao Academy, a few light knocks came from. Ruby Lin, Lin Zhiyun, and Shu'er, who occasionally said a few words in the room, looked over.

Lin Xinyuan stood up and went to open the door. Seeing Jia Huan standing at the door, he was a little strange and a little frightened. He was really embarrassed to see Jia Huan now and bowed, "Brother Jia?"

Jia Huan nodded gently and said, "I'm looking for Miss Lin."

"Oh." Ruby Lin opened the door for no reason.

Lin Zhiyun was still in the morning white shirt, graceful and graceful, and walked over with a veil. She looked at Jia Huan in surprise and saluted: "The little woman has seen Jia Yuanshou." She didn't know what Jia Huan came to find her. But she was very grateful to Jia Huan for giving her food.

Jia Huan took out the mixed buns wrapped in oil paper from his sleeve, broke off half of them himself, and gave the remaining half to Lin Zhiyun, "Give it."

His attitude was a little stiff. But Jia Huan was already quite weak at this time and he didn't care about politeness.

The leaders of the academy's rites set an example, and no one used his power for personal gain to his own interests has spread throughout the academy. No matter how stupid people are, they know that this is Jia Huan's food ration. Half of it was divided.

Lin Zhiyun took the steamed bun and suddenly wanted to cry. An unspeakable feeling surged into her heart. Then, tears came down. Two lines of tears were clear. She knew that Jia Huan was not here for her beauty. On that day, when she deliberately unveiled the veil, Jia Huan was present.

Jia Huan smiled softly, feeling comfortable and having a clear idea. He held the wooden stick in his hand and encouraged, "Miss Lin, you must live bravely."

Calmness and reason are both right. There is nothing wrong with it. But he can't pass the hurdle in his heart after all. The pity and sympathy for a woman who appreciates only stays in words. What is this? Hypocrisy.

He is not such a person. He hopes that this girl will be brave, fight the feeling of hunger and live.

…

The next day, in the morning, news that the grain was about to be transported from the capital city spread throughout Wendao Academy.

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Chapter completed!