Chapter 32 Sudden changes
Chapter 32 Sudden changes
The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, the village head urged everyone to quicken their pace, hoping to reach the outskirts of the county town that night.
Along the way, Wen Yuxia saw through the car window that some villagers were fleeing the famine in an organized manner, while others were traveling alone with their families. These scenes made her feel heartbroken and helpless.
Yang Lizheng was worried that the troops would be scattered, so he ordered each village to urgently form a guard team, composed of the able-bodied men of the village.
They carried various farm tools, such as axes, sickles, hoes, and pitchforks, and were responsible for protecting the safety of the team. They walked neatly on both sides of the team, vigilantly observing the surrounding situation.
The elderly and children were placed in the middle of the procession, with women pushing carts walking between the elderly and young adults. Each village's mule cart was positioned at the very front of the procession, leading the entire group forward.
"Da Ya, Xiao Qi!" Suddenly, a familiar voice called out. Wen Yuxia lifted the curtain and saw that it was her eighth uncle, Wang Bazhu, and seventh uncle, Wang Qizhu, who were standing on either side, closely protecting the mule cart as it moved forward.
Wen Yuxia asked in surprise, "Eighth Uncle, what brings you here?"
“Your maternal grandmother was worried about you, so she sent me and your seventh uncle to protect you,” Wang Bazhu said, waving his sickle.
The Wang family had many sons. Besides the eldest son, Wang Dazhu, and the second son, Wang Erzhu, who were pushing the cart, the third son, Wang Sanzhu, the fourth son, Wang Sizhu, the fifth son, Wang Wuzhu, and the sixth son, Wang Liuzhu, all joined the guard team.
Wang Wu was worried about Wen Yuxia and her brother, so she sent Wang Qizhu and his brother to join the group in Dawan Village.
Wen Yuxia gave her two uncles a bright smile and said sincerely, "Seventh Uncle, Eighth Uncle, thank you!"
Seeing that the Wang brothers were only talking to Wen Yuxia and didn't even glance at him, Wen Dashan, who was driving the mule cart, secretly blamed Wen Linshi while shamelessly saying, "You've worked hard, Da Ya's uncle."
After Wen Ziyang and his wife died, Wen Linshi still refused to allow the Wang family to visit Wen Yuxia and her brother. Wang Bazhu never expected that Wen Dashan would take the initiative to talk to them.
She paused slightly, then, remembering the gift Yang had given her last night, said calmly, "It's no trouble at all. Daya and Xiaoqi are our family; protecting them is what we should do."
Both the Wen and Wang families are blood relatives of Wen Yuxia and her brother. Wang Bazhu is willing to live in harmony with the Wen family.
The city gates of Anyang County were tightly closed, and many people were sitting cross-legged outside the city. After Yang, the village head, sent his son to inquire, he learned that Anyang County allowed villagers to pass through the city with their household registration and travel permits.
If you go south for 300 li (approximately 150 kilometers) from Anyang County, you will reach Zhujiang County. If you go around Anyang County instead of entering it, you will have to travel more than 70 li (approximately 35 kilometers) further. This is obviously not a wise choice, because no one would be willing to take such a long detour.
Yang Lizheng decisively decided to stay overnight and lead the villagers into the city early the next morning. He also specifically instructed the three village chiefs to have each family send a representative to line up at the city gate, while the others would find a suitable place to settle down nearby.
Wen Yuxia said to Wen Dashan, "Grandpa, you don't need to cook for me and Hong'er tonight. We're going to Grandma's for dinner."
She felt more comfortable staying in the Wang family than in the Wen family. The Wang family members treated her and her brother with genuine kindness, while the Wen family, apart from Wen Dashan and Wen Zihua, seemed to have ulterior motives.
"Grandma, my sister and I have come to freeload a meal!" Wen Yunhong called out in her childish voice, having learned the word "freeload" from Wen Yuxia.
Wang Wu's face crinkled with laughter: "Come eat here, okay, okay, come eat here. Grandma will steam egg custard for you." Wang Wu didn't understand what "crashing here" meant, but she knew what "eating" meant. She instantly understood that Wen Yuxia and her brother wanted to stay at her house for dinner.
After dinner, Wen Yuxia didn't want to go back to the Wen family home, so she decided to stay overnight at the Wang family home.
"The city gates are open! The city gates are open!" excited shouts echoed from outside Anyang City.
Wang Bazhu, unable to stay put, ran to the front to inquire about the situation. He saw with his own eyes that the city gate was heavily guarded, and two officials were standing three zhang away from the drawbridge, checking travel permits and household registrations. Next to them sat two yamen runners who were processing travel permits for the people.
On either side stood a row of soldiers armed with long spears. The entire route from the city gate to the checkpoint was guarded by soldiers, and anyone who tried to rush through the checkpoint to the city gate would be ruthlessly driven away by the soldiers.
People with household registration and travel permits could enter the city directly after being checked. Once inside, yamen runners would escort them through the city until they left Anyang County, at which point the escort mission was considered complete.
For residents of Anyang County without a travel permit, the officials would direct them to two constables sitting nearby to obtain one before allowing them to enter the city.
People without travel permits and whose household registration does not belong to Anyang City, such as civilians who fled from Pingyuan City, will be advised by officials to bypass the city.
The vanguard of the barbarians might be hiding among the fleeing civilians. For the sake of Anyang County's safety, the general and magistrate of the city had no choice but to harden their hearts and prevent the civilians without travel permits who were fleeing from Pingyuan City from passing through Anyang City.
The procession moved slowly, and when the sun was high in the sky, it was finally Lijia Village's turn. Yang, the village head, and the village chief of Lijia Village stepped forward and handed the travel permit to the official in charge of checking the travel permit and household registration.
The official, holding a travel permit, called out without any regard for appearances, "Yang Jiazhu!"
Yang Jiazhu was Yang Lizheng's father. The old man scurried forward, presenting the household register with both hands. Yang Lizheng pointed to his family members and said with a fawning smile, "Sir, there are fourteen people in my family standing right there."
"Go in!" The official looked over Yang Lizheng's family members according to the household registration, then said expressionlessly.
Zhang Guoping,
"Li Zhuzi,"
The official continued, "Zhang Guoping is the father-in-law of Yang Lizheng's eldest sister, and Li Zhuzi is the father-in-law of Yang Lizheng's youngest sister. When Yang Lizheng was issuing separate travel permits for his friend Wang An and his relatives, he also issued one for his own family, as well as for his eldest and youngest sisters' families."
After the first three families entered the city, the officials began calling out the names of the villagers from Lijia Village. After the Lijia Village families entered the city one by one, the next village to go was Dawan Village.
Wen Dashan had a separate travel permit. When Village Chief Ding stepped forward to hand over his permit, Wen Dashan also took out his own permit from his pocket and handed it to the official. Village Chief Ding looked at Wen Dashan with surprise, wondering how he had obtained a travel permit from the village head.
After all the villagers of Dawan Village had entered the city, the village chief of Xiaowang Village had just walked up to the officials and hadn't even had a chance to hand them his travel permit when...
The Wang Ping and Wang An families were at the end of the line, intending to hand over their travel permits when it was their turn, when they heard a cry of alarm from afar: "Run! The barbarians are coming!"
The officials and armed soldiers immediately retreated into the city, while the villagers of Xiaowang Village swarmed towards the officials.
"Damn it, why aren't you killing the madmen and instead cutting down my son?"
"Father, save me!"
"Mother, Mother, don't die!"
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