Yang He walked out slowly, and all the refugees looked at him expectantly.

The boy in front of him was only seventeen or eighteen years old, but he was already a scholar at a young age and was both civil and military.

He wore a soft hood and a cloak, and his temperament was heartbreaking. He had a handsome face, a deep and mature manner, and a bit sharp. He looked heroic and majestic. These temperaments were urgently needed in troubled times.

Judging from the boy's demeanor and manners, the refugees felt confident in their hearts.

Yang He looked at the people in front of him like that, most of them were old, weak, women and children, less than half of the men, and there were many elderly people in the middle. Looking at their expectant eyes, Yang He felt a surge of pressure in his heart. Can he support these people?

However, Yang He will not regret it after having made a decision.

Moreover, there are many refugees in this group of refugees, who are young and old, which shows that they still have conscience and bottom line in their hearts, which is why Yang He is willing to accept them.

Yang He, a group of young and middle-aged people, would not want it. No one believed that there were no women and children around them when they fled, but they all disappeared. What was the reason?

To accept such a group, Yang He may have to be on guard day and night, whether his head will be cut off by the team members while sleeping.

After looking at each person, Yang He issued his first order, which was to let everyone move to his house. Since he had decided to gather, he could not be dispersed anymore, and the environment there would be better.

The refugees obeyed meekly. Under Yang He's instructions, dozens of refugees brought their own little belongings to the courtyard of the platform. There are still some houses and buildings to live in from the main hall to the south.

During their relocation, Yan Dezheng and Qi Youxin coordinated and organized the organization, and the big pot was carried together.

This group of refugees was really dirty and the weather was getting colder now, so Yang He ordered a large fire to be set in the hall, then put it on the fire and put it in a pot, fetch water from the hidden well, and ordered the refugees to take water, take a bath and change clothes.

Among them, the men were Qi Youxin, Yan Dezheng was responsible for supervising them, and the women were Sun Zhaodi and Zhao Zhongju.

Piles of firewood were found, and pots of hot water were boiling. The abandoned house was filled with heat and warmth. After each refugee of men, women, young and old had taken a shower and changed his clothes, it was obvious that they were excited.

Yang He saw that all these refugees had a fresh look and changed into their cleanest clothes.

The net towel was also cleaned, and then wrapped the bun, no longer ragged and unkempt like before, and nodded in satisfaction.

...

In the lobby, Yang He called the refugees one by one and carefully asked about their hometown, origin, household notes, etc. Yan Dezheng and Qi Youxin were verified and said.

Yang He has changed into clean clothes, Tang scarf on his head, and round-necked blue collared sleeves, which has a bit more elegant.

Yan Dezheng and Qi Youxin also took a hot bath and changed into clean clothes, making them look much more energetic.

At this time, the two of them knelt on both ends of the lower head of Yanghe. Qi Youxin wore a six-held unified hat and a straight body. Yan Dezheng wore a gray robe and a square flat scarf, which gave people a new feeling.

Yang He also had a book boy named Yang, who knelt down. He was still wearing a soft-wrapped knot, but the color of the head was changed to red.

This kind of scarf wrap is also called "red head", and is mostly worn by military generals and heroes.

The blue short robe on his body was changed to a red robe, with tangled feet, and there were bows and arrows around his waist, short swords and daggers, and bronze sticks were placed beside him, looking fully armed.

Originally, after he and Yang He took a bath and changed clothes, they should have been busy washing their clothes in the afternoon. As a result, a lot of clothes were snatched by Sun Zhaodi and Zhao Zhongju to wash. They also cleaned the entire lobby with a cloth, which made Yang He feel much more comfortable.

Sure enough, women are still needed at home.

Yang He also noticed them. Speaking of which, the names of these two people are very distinctive, one is Zhao Zhongju and the other is Sun Zhaodi.

Especially Qi Youxin's wife Zhao Zhongju, this name has more connotations.

It turned out that after Zhao Zhongju's father gave birth to several daughters, he always wanted a son, and he wanted his son to be successful and would be better off as a winner, so he named the newborn daughter Zhao Zhongju.

Compared with ordinary people, Wang Nan, Zhao Zi, Pan, etc., this name does seem unique. Later, Zhao Zhongju had a younger brother. Although he had never won the imperial examination, he also won a student.

Sun Zhaodi's situation is similar to that of Zhao Zhongju, but her father was relatively simple when she named her, and her connotation was a little worse than that of Zhao Zhongju. As a result, all the younger sisters were attracted.

However, both of them are virtuous women. After taking a shower, Zhao Zhongju looked quite graceful. Sun Zhaodi was wearing a round neckline jacket with a pair of collars and a horse-faced skirt.

Seeing that the two of them were busy, washed their clothes, cleaned the yard, and went to the outside to find wild vegetables, Yang He couldn't help but nod.

He said: "The two sisters-in-law are both virtuous women, so you should cherish them."

Yan Dezheng repeatedly claimed yes, with a look of guilt in his eyes, while Qi Youxin was a little proud. He said, "My husband said yes, but when I talked about my wife, when I married her, the men from all over the country were envious."

Yang He interviewed dozens of refugees one by one. Although he had no paper and pen, he now had a strong memory and could not forget it at all. However, the information of these people was kept in mind.

It can be seen that these people were originally ordinary farmers, and only one father and son caught Yang He's attention slightly.

Han Daxia and Han Guan'er are the names of these father and son.

Han Daxia was 36 years old and Han Guan'er was 15 years old. Qi Youxin said that the father and son were hunters who moved to their village a few years ago. They could use bows and arrows and use muskets. When they fled this time, they also brought bows and arrows and muskets.

Zhuang people relied on their power several times when they were in danger, but unfortunately their bows, arrows, and muskets were lost in the end.

Yang He also noticed that after the two couples took out their most decent clothes and put them on, got together to discuss something, and hugged their children and explained their instructions carefully. The little boy kept nodding, but the little girl still looked cold.

When the two couples came up to pay a visit and answered, they looked extremely grateful and at ease, which made Yang He look at them a few more times.

...

Throughout the afternoon, Yang He was thinking about what he would do in the future. At this time, there was a little more children's laughter in the house, which made Yang He's younger brother and sister happy. After all, they were children. It was impossible to not be happy in their hearts when they saw so many of their peers.

Both of them also changed into new clothes and were made of pink and jade.

In the evening, the big pot stand was on the main hall, and then the steam rose again, and the rice porridge and wild vegetables were rolling in. These wild vegetables were the contributions of Sun Zhaodi, Zhao Zhongju and others.

The refugees gathered in the hall again. Although they could still see their hunger and fire in their stomachs, their expressions were much better than at noon.

Yang He looked around and suddenly he frowned: "Where are Zhou Ping'an and Qian Youcai couples?"

The information about dozens of refugees was recorded in his mind. He now has a strong memory, and the two couples impressed him deeply, so he remembered his name even more firmly.

"Yes, where are people?"

The refugees looked at each other, and the couple stayed here, but their own people disappeared. This was really strange.

Sun Zhaodi suddenly screamed: "At noon, I saw four people dressed in an orderly manner and kowtowed a lot to the hall. I thought they wanted to repay their husband's kindness and went out to find some wild vegetables... Now that I think about it, they won't do anything stupid, right?"

Everyone looked at the children, and the boy was a little at a loss. At noon, his parents told him to be good and listen to his husband. Although he didn't know what they meant, he still nodded obediently. Now his parents have disappeared, leaving only himself...

The little girl had been silent, but her eyes turned red and she lightly bit her lower lip.

Yang He was as deep as water and shouted, "Go out and look for them!"

Qi Youxin hurriedly said, "Everyone goes out, everyone goes looking for it together."

At this time, the sky was a little dark. Qi Youxin and others sucked some firewood as torches, and then everyone went out in different directions. Soon Yang He heard a scream from the outside. Then he saw Qi Youxin coming in with an ugly expression. He wanted to speak but stopped and said, "Mr., come here."

Yang He asked Minister Yang to stay here to take care of his younger brother and sister. He went out with Qi Youxin and when he walked to the Dragon King Temple, he saw many refugees looking for him gathered here, all of whom looked desolate.

Under the illumination of torches, Yang He entered the temple, and then his expression was shocked. He saw four corpses hanging on the broken temple beam. A gust of wind blew, and the corpses swayed back and forth with the wind, with rustling terrifying and ferocious sounds.

Then there were big blood-colored characters on the ground. With the light of fire, Yang He vaguely saw some crooked characters.

"...I can't stand it... I quit killing for three years to ask for my son... I'm sorry... I'm not a human... I have no face... I hope my husband will pity my children and daughters..."

Qi Youxin stood beside Yang He, and he smiled bitterly: "Why do you guys do such a stupid thing? You will have a good life."

There were sobs around him, and the little boy and the little girl were also in the crowd. Seeing her parents hanged, the little girl was no longer silent, tears rolled down in her eyes, while the little boy was trembling all over, but surprisingly did not cry.

Listening to the crying sounds around Yang He's heart twitched, and he shouted suddenly: "Don't cry, put away all your tears."

He shouted to Qi Youxin: "Chi Li, please arrange a few people to bury the body."

Qi Youxin said respectfully: "Yes, my husband."
Chapter completed!