When Zhao Wen arrived in Runan, Runan was in a tense autumn harvest.

The fields were full of golden rice. The sweaty farmer bent over and the sickle in his hand was polished by the rice stalk. With the slight sound of "swish swish swish swish", the rice stalk was cut off and obediently fell under the farmer's armpit. Many children followed behind, picking up rice ears, and twisting half-large ones into straw ropes, tied the cut rice into bundles, and then sent it to the ox cart on the side of the road.

Men and women, the elderly, young and strong, and young children, there is no idle person, each performs his or her duties in an orderly manner.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Wen felt a lot of anxiety. He had food at home and was not panicked. After the autumn harvest, there was food in the warehouse, and the disaster could be alleviated and the situation gradually stabilized. There is only one problem left now: convince Sun Ce to transport more food to Guanzhong.

Zhao Wen was thinking about this question along the way. Although he was very anxious, he did not leave very quickly, especially after arriving in Runan, he was infected by the busy autumn harvest atmosphere. He became more and more peaceful. He moved forward according to the daily mileage, thinking about how to mediate, while waiting for news from Chang'an. He had sent people back to Guanzhong to deliver messages. The first messenger had already rushed back and brought back good news: 300,000 stones of grain had passed Wuguan, and now he might have arrived in the Lantian area.

It seems that Zhang Hong has the court in his heart. He tried his best to solve the problems of the court within his own power. He did not want to anger Sun Ce because he was not thinking about his future, but rather thinking about the court. If he was replaced by Sun Ce, others would not do better than him.

Zhao Wen felt ashamed of his misunderstanding of Zhang Hong and was even more proud. If all scholars could be like Zhang Hong, it would be entirely possible for the Han Dynasty to revive again. The king is wise and the ministers are wise and the top and the bottom are united, so why can't we do it?

Guanzhong is too far away, and when Zhao Wen arrived at Pingyu, he had not received any further news.

Zhao Wen first met with the prefect of Runan. Zhang Zhao had never been to Chang'an, but Zhao Wen had seen Zhang Zhao's articles. For a while, Sun Jian's memorials were elegant and meticulous. At first glance, it was not written by him, which surprised many ministers in the court. Later, when he inquired, he found out that it was Zhang Zhao, a famous scholar in Pengcheng. Zhao Wen was also very curious about Zhang Zhao, just as he did not understand why Zhang Hong was willing to serve Sun Ce. He didn't know why such a famous scholar was willing to serve Sun Ce.

One person is accidental, but two people are not accidental.

When Zhao Wen saw Zhang Zhao, Zhang Zhao was busy. Not only was the front yard of the prefect's mansion full of officials waiting to report on work, but there were also a group of people standing outside the door. Fortunately, although there were a lot of people, there were not many cars, so Zhao Wen and his party could successfully arrive in front of the prefect's mansion.

After receiving the notice, Zhang Zhao quickly rushed out of the room. After meeting with Zhao Wen, he went straight to the point and asked who the edict was for.

Zhao Wen was very surprised. Zhang Hong asked this, and Zhang Zhao asked this too. What are you all wrong? Do you know that this is rude? If it weren't for Zhang Hong's first lesson, Zhao Wen would almost be angry.

"To the General of the Conquest East, Sun Jian, the governor of Yuzhou."

"General Zhengdong has gone to Junyi and has been away for nearly a month. The government affairs in Yuzhou are handled by the General of Rebellion. He is in Gepi Camp. You can go there to find him. He is very busy. Go quickly and don't waste your time."

"Mingfu, I am here to preach the imperial edict." Zhao Wen reminded Zhang Zhao.

Zhang Zhao glanced at Zhao Wen, ignored him, and said to himself: "I'll give you a suggestion. Before meeting General Sun, you'd better go to see his chief clerk Yang Xiu first. The food is very tight now, and the place to go has been arranged before entering the warehouse. You're too late, but there's no food for you."

Zhao Wen's face was hot. Zhang Zhao's attitude, even when he was the emperor's envoy who was sending the imperial edict, was simply a poor relative who came to ask for help. He wanted to refute Zhang Zhao a few words, but when he thought that he was indeed begging, he could only shut his mouth awkwardly. Just when he didn't know how to maintain the dignity of the court, there was a sound of trumpets in the distance, which were majestic and long. Zhao Qian looked up and saw that the people waiting outside the door were on both sides. The sound of horse hooves quickly approached, and several cavalry rushed to the front. As soon as he arrived in front of the mansion, the horse had not stopped yet, the young cavalry jumped down, and took the rush forward for a few steps, and came to Zhang Zhao.

"Zhang Fujun, what happened today? The food that should be in the warehouse in the morning was 30% less."

Zhang Zhao hurried over. "Dezu, you don't know. Last night, the water was gone, and most of a threshing ground was burned..."

The young knight's face changed. "Why are there any casualties in such an accident?"

"No, no." Zhang Zhao quickly pulled the knight aside and explained patiently. They spoke quickly and anxiously, just like the horses they had just arrived.

Zhao Wen was not careful at first, but later stared at the young knight and suddenly felt familiar. When he looked closely, he was shocked. The young man in front of him, who was wearing a tight, narrow-sleeved single dress, with no clothes on his knees and a pair of warrior leather boots, was no one else, but it was Yang Xiu, the son of Situ Yang Biao. Zhang Zhao just called him Dezuzu, but Zhao Wen heard it, but didn't think much about it. In his impression, Yang Xiu was a young master with outstanding literary talent, and he was always spotless and elegant, and had nothing to do with the agile knight in front of him. He should have a heavy word, and there were too many people with heavy word.

At this moment, Zhang Zhao led Yang Xiu over. "Dezu, this is a newly arrived envoy of the court. Here comes the imperial edict. It just so happens that you can take him to see General Sun."

Yang Xiu glanced at Zhao Wen, felt embarrassed, and quickly bowed and bowed. "It turned out to be Xiongfei Zhao Jun. He didn't pay attention just now and was rude."

Seeing Yang Xiu dressed in a knight, Zhao Wen was already shocked. Now, he heard Yang Xiu call him Xiong Fei Zhao Jun, and he felt even more awkward. He suspected that the person in front of him was not the Yang Xiu he knew. How could Yang Dezu, a son of the Yang family of the fourth generation and the knowledgeable and knowledgeable Yang Dezu be so frivolous?

Seeing Zhao Wen staring at him, Yang Xiu blinked his eyes and understood, and couldn't help but feel embarrassed. He explained to Zhang Zhao a few words, pulled Zhao Wen to his car, looked at him, snorted naturally, turned around and waved. A knight turned around and left. After a while, a coachman led a four-wheeled carriage to come.

Zhao Wen has seen many such cars, especially in Nanyang. It is a taxi cart that specializes in transporting people to make a living by delivering goods. The rent depends on the distance and time. If the journey is long and the time requirements are not tight, then use a ox cart. The ox cart is cheaper and has a lot of load. If the time is urgent, use a horse cart. The cart cart is smaller, but the speed is faster and the price is much higher.

"Do you want me to take this car?" Zhao Wen looked at Yang Xiu who raised his hand and invited him. It took a lot of effort to squeeze out a sentence from his teeth, thinking to himself that I am an envoy of the court. Even if you don't bring a car, you should borrow a car from the prefect's mansion. What does it mean to call a car on the roadside?

"This car is good, fast and spacious." Yang Xiu didn't think anything was wrong at all. "Get on the car, let's talk about it if you have anything to do. It will take about half an hour to get to Gebi."

Zhao Wen grabbed Yang Xiu. "You are so anxious?"
Chapter completed!