The incident of Zhuang's son-in-law bullying the magistrate spread throughout the yamen instantly. In addition, some people added fuel to the fire and directly called Chu Xia a pitiful person, worried about the people and suffered a lot.

As for the ambiguous relationship between the two, it was said that the prince consort of Zhuang fell in love with the beauty of the magistrate, so he came to make a classic story.

After being entangled for a long time, he still couldn't do anything. He took advantage of his brother's chance to be favored by the emperor and appointed a female princess.

In this way, she had the conditions to force the prefect, the magistrate, to marry her.

Now the two have nothing to do with each other, and the magistrate has been bullied to this point. If he is forcibly married back, he may not be able to live a good life, and only full of grievances are left.

It’s really a pity that the listener cries.

After Zhuang Rou ordered them to lock up everyone in the prison department, she went to search the food stored in the disaster relief department. Hongzhou City was surrounded, and there was still some left of the food she had earned before, which was enough for the prisoner to drink a bowl of porridge that could be seen in the clear world a day, and it would only last for two or three days.

The clerks and servants of the Disaster Relief Department all lowered their heads and did not dare to say anything, for fear that she would ask about where the food was going. They just took a handful of food or two every day when there was no one, and they didn't dare to take it home.

If it were on weekdays, it would be impossible to see that there was less food, but now every grain of food is extremely expensive. If this person catches a few handfuls, he will lose half a bag.

Even if you are blind, you can see that there is less food. Now, in addition to the government, they can also get some food, and they can't find any way to get food outside.

When they were driven out, the family was really going to eat dirt.

Zhuang Rou felt that there was still food left. The people from the Disaster Relief Department were quite conscientious. If they were the Little Prince, they might have replaced them with sand to fill in the numbers.

"These grains are used for the prisoners caught today. They must be eaten for three days, and then they will be told when I come." She threw the grains in her hand back into the bag and ordered the clerk.

Seeing that she did not investigate the missing food, the people from the Disaster Relief Department breathed a sigh of relief and quickly responded.

After three days, the food must be found. Zhuang Rou hurriedly walked out of the disaster relief department. Ma Dezheng ran over and followed her and said all the rumors they heard.

Zhuang Rou knew as soon as she heard that this was not exactly what Chu Xia wanted, but this was what he wanted.

I don’t want to execute this group of people, and I can’t resist the above meaning, so I deliberately let myself come forward. I am really not afraid that the people from these eighteen families will hold a grudge against him and come to seek revenge him in the future.

Such a willful guy is just so spoiled by him. In the future, which woman can still treat him with her heart as much as she does.

No, if there is such a woman, let’s kill her together.

Zhuang Rou waved her hand to stop Ma Dezheng from speaking indignantly and said to him: "You don't have to follow me. Now I have something to do, so go and go for yours."

"Sister Zhuang, that's not true. I've lost you a few days ago. Now I'll go wherever you go, and never leave!" Ma Dezheng immediately patted his chest and promised that he was worried about being here every day, so it would be better to follow her and feel at ease.

Zhuang Rou stopped and looked at him, "Okay, I'm going to climb over the wall and go out of Hongzhou City to grab grain from the rebel camp. You can go with me."

Climbing the wall? Rebel camp!

Ma Dezheng was stunned, and patted his chest and turned into covering his chest. His face changed directly, "Jie Zhuang, aren't we defending the city?"

"It's enough to have an adult in the city guarding the city. I have something more important to do. You can clean up and write a letter to explain the funeral. Deliver it to someone who can trust and give it to your family, and then follow me." Zhuang Rou strides forward again and settles the matter casually.

Ma De was guarding the outer room of Chu Xia's house that day, and he didn't know that there was an authentic entrance in the inner room where he was taking a bath. He thought that the adults wanted to take care of it again, so he moved all the things out.

When he thought about climbing such a high city wall, how to turn it down was still a problem. He had to go to the enemy camp again, his legs trembled and he began to become weak.

When Ma De was just grieving, he didn't want to go but couldn't say anything and couldn't say anything to refuse, Zhuang Rou in front suddenly stopped.

She turned around and looked at him and said, "Wait, I'm not at ease with others guarding those prisoners. They might have a bad conscience and think it's okay to die a few, so they withdrew their rations or beat them up."

"Why don't go with me, just help me stare at them here and don't let the prisoners die. After all, this prince-consort wants to protect these women, and most of the women are unaware of what Song Yi and the others do."

When Ma Dezheng heard this, he hurriedly said, "Jie Zhuang is right. I always feel that these implicated families are too pitiful. What Zhuang Jie'er said makes sense, so I will just stare here and never let a female criminal die!"

"Well, that's it. You can stay in the prison first, don't follow me." Zhuang Rou waved her hand and sent Ma Dezheng away.

Watching him trot through the courtyard gate and disappearing from his sight, Zhuang Rou was silent for a moment.

Chu Xia designed these eighteen households to follow Yang Rong in advance, and even though they knew that these families would suffer, they still wanted to save their lives. What a stupid guy, and that little kindness here will only cause trouble.

Since he has promised him, then save the person. It is better to be able to live until he is exiled or become an official prostitute than to die now.

"Yinba, let's go out of the city." It was impossible to find food in the city, so I could only go outside to try my luck. Zhuang Rou was about to leave, but suddenly stopped again. After thinking about it, she went to find Chu Xia.

Those who ran to the inner yamen to harass were killed, and Chu Xia could go to Qingfengju to work. He sat at the desk, drew a pen on the paper and drew a turtle beside the paper and said to himself: "In order to find food, she has no time to be ordered by Zhuang Xuewen."

"Only I can use my people." He murmured and drew another pig on the turtle, and then he put down his pen with satisfaction.

He was admiring his masterpiece happily, and Zhuang Rou rushed in and pressed her palm on the painting.

Chu Xia was startled by her and asked with wide eyes: "What are you doing?"

Zhuang Rou spoke directly, her tone was justified and had no intention of asking for help, "Sir, lend me some food."

"..." Chu Xiaxia didn't expect that after walking for a long time, she didn't want to go out to find food, but asked her to borrow it.

It's really harder to deal with, and my ideas are more and more tempted, and I'm less likely to follow the path I think.

Zhuang Rou stared at him and said seriously: "Sir, it's useless to find food. How can you break the siege of Hongzhou City by shrinking into a turtle shell? Only by destroying the rebels is the most correct way to save Hongzhou City."

"You lend me food for a few days so that those female prisoners will not starve to death. At most ten days, I will find a way to kill all the main leaders of the rebels. When they have no leader, they will be defeated without success."

"On the other hand, you also urge the court. If you don't send troops here, don't be the emperor and go raise pigs!"

Chu Xia stared at her blankly, suddenly feeling that she dared to think more than she did. To assassinate the rebel leader alone sounded like a good way to make her feel free of distractions and do things for herself.
Chapter completed!