With Yang Xiankang along the way, it was naturally very lively.
He and the Queen were brothers and sisters, and the other military guards did not dare to say anything. Soon, he no longer even rode the horse, and had to huddle in a carriage with Yang Xianrong and whisper. Even Cuixi and Lanxiang were forced to ride horses. Zhang Liangxue couldn't ride a horse, so he still sat on the edge of the carriage, listening to the queen's orders at any time.
Yang Xianrong asked him in a low voice: "What happened to Zhao Zhuo's mother?"
"Hey, it's said that there is a tumor in the stomach, and it can only be controlled by taking medicine. This medicine is really expensive, and the little money he has is not enough for three days." Yang Xiankang also said in a very low voice: "Then we would often pool money together to give him money, but Zhao Zhuo was quite stubborn and refused to accept it. Sima Ying would sometimes give some subsidies, but he wouldn't ask for more."
"He followed me out. Is there anyone at home to take care of him?" Yang Xianrong felt a little uneasy.
"I remember that he has two younger sisters who have not left the government, and a younger brother who should also be a military guard next year."
"Where is his father?"
"Garrisoning in the southwest, I won't be able to come back for a year and a half."
"Hey, let's speed up the trip and go back quickly." Yang Xianrong's mood suddenly became bad.
Yang Xiankang held her hand and said, "Third sister, it's okay. We, the military guards, have been helping each other for more than half a year. His mother's condition is now very stable. Money can still be earned. In fact, Ah, you can save one, how many more can you save?"
"Second brother, do you still want to send money to my grandmother's charity hall in Tai'an County?" Yang Xianrong suddenly remembered what happened before.
"Yes, they are delivered on time every month. The festival is coming soon, and I was still thinking about whether to add a little more... However, I gave the money I paid a few days ago to a military guard from the Beijun Mansion. His younger brother was hit by a horse and his leg was broken.”
"..." Yang Xianrong looked at this second brother and didn't know what to say.
The Yang family is not poor, but they are not rich either. But the second brother especially likes to be charitable and spends all the money he has.
Later, the old grandmother felt that this was wrong, so she opened a charity hall in Tai'an County to provide relief to some poor people and let some young children come in to get shelter and learn to read some words, so that they might be able to do something suitable in the future.
"Then have you ever thought about it, the military guards make a small treasury, and everyone can put it in if they have spare money or extra money. If someone really encounters something, they can use this first to provide emergency relief." Yang Xianrong patiently said. The second brother said about this idea, "It is actually quite complicated to build a charity hall like the old grandmother's, and it needs someone to take care of it. Although, although it is now managed by Master Mingxin, if he hadn't been a temple, I'm afraid He also doesn’t have the energy and thought.”
"That's the truth." Yang Xiankang scratched his head, "However, sometimes you need a lot of money. That day, I heard that Yuan Jianshuo also had a military guard in the imperial army, and someone in his family owed a gambling debt... …”
"You can't take care of this! If you take care of it once, there will be a second time!" Yang Xianrong said sternly, "Second brother, if we set up a small treasury, it can only save the emergency, but it will not save the poor and gamblers."
"Oh." Yang Xiankang nodded quickly, "Then I go back and talk to them?"
"Let me think about it. It's better for Master Mao to come forward in private about this matter." Yang Xianrong rubbed his forehead, "You also let me think about this money matter."
"Third sister, please take a rest. I just saw that your face looked very tired..."
"That's right, I caught the poisoner." Yang Xianrong also laughed. His expression was exactly the same as that of her second brother. Liu Yao who rushed over was stunned for a moment before asking: "What happy things are you talking about? Do you want to eat steamed buns?"
"Hey, Brother Liu, how do you know I'm hungry?" Yang Xiankang was completely rude and immediately stretched out his hands, "Are you meat buns?"
"This is specially brought to the third sister, you don't have it." Liu Yao actually pushed away Yang Xiankang's hand and handed the bun wrapped in mulberry leaves to Yang Xianrong.
"Why is it hot?" Yang Xianrong took the bun and was stunned. He asked a little stupidly: "Brother Liu brings his own stove?"
"I just wrapped a few layers of clothes and then rode hard without getting off the saddle, so I probably went fast enough to avoid getting cold." Liu Yao smiled brightly, "I thought you might like to eat Qingyang That bun from the county, so I bought it.”
Yang Xianrong opened the mulberry leaves and found only three buns. The method of wrapping the mulberry leaves was unique to the boss. "Brother Liu, didn't you eat one first?"
"I saw how well she wrapped it, so I didn't want to open it." Liu Yao pushed Yang Xiankang and squeezed into the carriage with them, "Eat quickly, it may be really cold."
"No, no, no, it's warm, just right." Yang Xianrong quickly took out the buns, and Yang Xiankang quickly stuffed one into his mouth.
Yang Xianrong picked up a bun, glanced at Liu Yao, and stuffed it into his mouth.
Liu Yao was unprepared. He stared at Yang Xianrong with wide eyes and a fist-sized bun in his mouth. He was really speechless.
Yang Xianrong smiled, picked up the last bun, and started eating it.
In fact, this bun was really cold, but it was kept warm by Liu Yao's body temperature.
A day later, Sima Ying also rushed over.
This time it was even more lively.
Taking into account Yang Xianrong's status, she could not get off the carriage and appear among the people at will, but it did not affect her ability to eat various delicacies. Because every time he went to a market, Yang Xiankang had to go shopping and buy a lot of food to bring to the car.
Of course, their march was not slow. It took nine days to go there and only eight days to return to Luoyang. Yang Xiankang concluded that the reason is that there is no need to go to big restaurants to eat, but roadside stalls are fast and delicious.
Sima Ying ignored him and continued to follow Yang Xianrong, occasionally discussing a few things about Qingyang County. He said that he had found some files from Qingyang County 20 years ago, which indeed recorded the case of Xu Daming stealing mulberry leaves and killing people, and that he was executed very quickly.
"You can imagine how painful it was for his family at that time. From the time of Niu Baoyuan's death to Xu Daming's execution, it was only thirty-two hours, and both families were destroyed." Sima Ying still sighed.
"Then who can be blamed for this?" Yang Xianrong asked him. "Xu Daming should not steal mulberry leaves, Niu Baoyuan should not sit on the ground and raise prices, the royal tribute should not come from Qingyang County, the funds have never been paid... The murder incident is accidental, but in fact it is inevitable. Your Majesty, this 'silk toilet paper' Should it really stop?"
