Feng Tianji himself said this without any confidence.

He didn't know much about Lu Junhuai. Most of it was hearsay and he had never seen it with his own eyes.

When he moved back to the imperial court, he also passed by Xuzhou, but whether it was a coincidence or intentional, he did not see Lu Junhuai.

If Lu Junhuai had always been resentful of the imperial court, it would not be a good thing if he had soldiers and horses in his hands at this time.

Nan Zhaoxue saw his worry and comforted him: "Fortunately, we are here, which is better than being kept in the dark all the time."

Feng Tianji nodded: "Not bad."

When it got dark, Feng Tianji took Nan Zhaoxue out again and quietly went to the deceased's mother-in-law's home.

Nan Zhaoxue wanted to see the corpse. Some things had to be seen with one's own eyes to be sure.

It was dark at night, and there were already few people on the streets of Xuzhou, and there were even fewer at this hour.

Occasionally I saw patrolling guards, their steps were heavy and solemn.

Xiu's mother's house was in a small alley, and there were several families in the alley. Nan Zhaoxue thought she could find it at a glance, because when a person dies, a white lantern or a white streamer will be hung up.

But at this time, the alley was pitch dark, and the night wind blew by, making a soft whine, like a sob.

"Did we make a mistake?"

Feng Tianji shook his head and pointed ahead.

Nan Zhaoxue looked in the direction he pointed, and saw a speck of white rolling on the ground in the night wind.

Like...a piece of paper money that hasn't burned up.

"That's right," Feng Tianji held her hand and counted forward, "The third house."

Arriving in front of the door, Nan Zhaoxue smelled the smell of burned things coming from the yard.

It is indeed here.

The wooden door is old and worn, and the bolt is lightly pinned on the inside, which doesn't work at all.

Neither of them left the door, but climbed over the low courtyard wall and fell into the courtyard.

There were no lights in the courtyard of the house, and there was no funeral hall decorated.

Nan Zhaoxue felt doubtful in her heart. If it weren't for the brazier under the steps and the smell wafting in the air, she would have thought she had gone to the wrong place again.

Could it be that in this era, when a woman who is not yet married dies, even a funeral hall cannot be arranged? She has no status to this extent?.z.br

Before I even reached the window sill, I heard a low cry.

It's a woman.

The cry was miserable and suppressed.

After a while, a man said: "Stop crying! What's the use of crying?"

The woman said: "Is your heart made of iron? Isn't that your daughter? She is dead! She will never be seen again..."

"My heart is made of iron?" the man said angrily, "Do I want her to die?"

"If you hadn't been moaning and groaning all day about not having enough food to eat, would my daughter have been able to embroider day and night? Could she have come back so late and died?"

"Shut up!" the man growled, "Aren't I telling the truth? When have you had enough? I have forgotten what it feels like to be full!"

"Then you..."

"What am I? If she dies, does she have to die in vain? If she can get some food in exchange, it can be regarded as a filial piety to us. Don't eat it if you can!"

The woman sobbed for a while, but did not speak to refute again.

Nan Zhaoxue's eyebrows were slightly drooped, her expression unclear in the shadows.

Feng Tianji gently held her hand and pointed to the west wing.

In addition to the cooking stove, there are some collected firewood in the west wing room, and there is a rice vat in the corner.

When he opened it, he saw that the rice vat was empty.

Feng Tianji pointed to the beam of the house, where a rope was tied to a hook, and two bags of grain were hooked to it.

It should be to prevent rats from eating it.

Nan Zhaoxue handed Feng Tianji a small flashlight, and Feng Tianji climbed up to the beam and looked carefully at the grain bags.

After a while, he jumped down again and took Nan Zhaoxue away from Xiu's mother's house.

When they arrived in the alley, the night wind blew by, and Nan Zhaoxue couldn't help but shiver.

Feng Tianji whispered: "It's a food bag from the army."

Nan Zhaoxue's breathing was slightly suffocated.

The embroidered lady who was brutally murdered didn't even have a funeral. She was buried in a hurry by her parents. They settled the matter and exchanged her life for two bags of grain.

It is also food for the army.

The two returned to the inn in silence.

As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the hospital, I saw Yum waiting there.

"Your Majesty, this is a message from the secret guard."

Feng Tianji took it, unfolded it and read it quickly, his face becoming more and more gloomy.

Nan Zhaoxue frowned when she saw it.

Many people in the city don't have any food left at home, so they usually go outside the city to dig wild vegetables, and those with some skills can occasionally hunt prey.

Their main source of food is the Food King Temple.

"What kind of king is the King of Grain?" Nan Zhaoxue gave a short laugh.

I have never heard of such a king in my previous life.

She recognized that it was Shi Qian's calligraphy. It should be the information that Shi Qian and Zhuo Jiangling had found out and handed over to the secret guard for delivery.

Although they were in the inn together, there were so many people around Nan Zhaoxue that it was difficult for Shi Qian to get close.

"Call the time to come."

"yes."

Yum Sheng was very happy to see Shi Qian, and the two quickly talked about old times on the road, first going back and forth with Nan Zhaoxue.

"master."

"Tell me about the situation there."

"Going back to the master, I walked around the city with Miss Zhuo and found that many people's homes didn't have much food left over. They could only last for three to five days at most.

I usually make some loose money by doing some small businesses. When there is no business at the lantern night market, I go to dig wild vegetables outside the city.

Seeing that it was winter and there were no more wild vegetables, the villain asked what he should do. They said, go to the Liangwang Temple outside the city."

"Liang Wang Temple? What's the origin?" Feng Tianji asked.

"It is said that it appeared a year ago. An old tenant stayed there at night, crying about the hardship of life and not having enough to eat. When he woke up the next morning, he found a bag of grain.

He was surprised and happy, so he took the food and went home. After that, the news spread, and some people tried their luck and got it even if they cried and begged."

Nan Zhaoxue doesn't believe in any ghosts and gods: "Will everyone give it to them?"

“At first there were only a few people who knew it, but gradually it became more and more people, and it continued to work, and it no longer worked.

Then one day, someone said that they saw a golden light shining in the temple, and a god appeared. The god's decree said that on the first and fifteenth day of every month, you can go and ask for food."

"It's the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year again?" Nan Zhaoxue frowned, "Why do you like to pick these two days?"

"General temples have these two days," Shi Qian continued, "I have asked, if you ask for anything on the first or fifteenth day of the lunar month, you will get as much as you want."

"On what basis do you determine how much to pay?" Feng Tianji asked.

"The population, the population of the family, cannot lie. If you lie and are found out by the Food King, then you will not be given a grain."

"Has the Grain King ever found out?" Nan Zhaoxue said with sarcasm.

"I have found out that there were two cases. One was false population reporting, and the other was two people in the family came to ask for double copies, but in the end they didn't get one."

"So smart?" Yum couldn't help but ask.

"It's not necessarily the spirit," Nan Zhaoxue said, "With so many people together, it is inevitable that they will report each other. When they see others receiving more, some people will naturally feel unwilling to accept it, and then report it. In this way, it will

No one dares to lie."

"Master is absolutely right, this is the truth."
Chapter completed!