It was not until midnight that the fire was put out, and because the rescue was timely, it only covered about thirty percent of the city.
At daybreak, the ruins were still smoking, the people were displaced, people were sitting in front of their houses crying, people were in a daze, and people were rummaging through the ruins, all of them wearing tattered clothes, their faces dirty and even more miserable than the refugees.
The official offices in the city were all empty, so Morong Gan called for people to clean up the Prefect office to act as a temporary office.
He had so many things to do that he was in a hurry. Fortunately, with the Crown Prince around, he was able to handle these trivial matters easily. He cleaned up the ruins, repaired the houses, opened up some grain stores, put out porridge, and so on. He arranged everything in detail.
Morong Gan summoned his subordinates to discuss the arrangement of the troops, and ordered Du Changfeng to be the left vanguard, leading the troops to chase after and to protect Yan Xie, and even made a very strict military order. If he was unable to bring Yan Xie's head back, then Du Changfeng would bring his head over.
He looked at Du Changfeng calmly and asked him if he dared to accept it.
That night, Du Changfeng's expression always made him feel that there was something fishy about it. No matter what it was, he was unwilling to let Du Changfeng succeed so easily.
But without saying a word, Du Changfeng knelt down on one knee, extended both his hands over his head and received the order.
After the discussion had ended, all the subordinates dispersed, and he kept Du Changfeng alone, "The military order is not something that can be accepted easily, within ten days, if it is not strictly guarded, then it is your own head, have you thought about it clearly?"
"Your subordinate is very clear that within ten days, I did not bring back the head that strictly protected justice. Your subordinate then gave it to Your Highness." Du Changfeng was completely confident that he could do it for her.
Morong Gan sized him up and didn't say anything for a long time.
Because of Bai Qianfan, Du Changfeng had sunk for a long time. After that, he used the banner of pulling up the chaos, and Du Changfeng took the initiative to throw himself under his tutelage, he ignored the discontent of the past, and secretly observed him. Du Changfeng was a good warrior who fought in the army, but no matter what achievements he obtained, the faint trace of worry on his face could not be dispelled.
He was curious, where did Du Changfeng this change come from?
"Before you leave, do you still have anything else to say to Ben Wang?"
"Your subordinate has nothing else to say, please keep quiet, Your Highness."
Morong Gan looked at him and waved, "Go."
Du Changfeng turned around and called Jia Tong in, "Did Du Changfeng tell you anything?"
Jia Tong was baffled: "No, when he talked to the King, didn't he always carry this subordinate behind his back?" He looked at Morong Gan who was frowning, and wanted to express himself, "What does Your Highness want to know, do you want to follow his words?"
Morong Gan grinned. He knew that this 250 years old guard wanted to play games with Du Changfeng.
"No," he said, "I'll leave it to you."
Most of the things would be handed over to Ning Jiu. Ning Jiu's mouth was tightly shut, and did not tell him anything, making him often act like a fool, always being the last one to know.
Now that the prince had something to do with him, he was naturally happy. He cupped his hands in greeting and said, "Please give me your orders, your highness. This subordinate will do his best to fulfill this mission."
Morong Gan took out a scroll from the chest and opened it on the platform, "Take this to the city and the surrounding areas for an interview."
It was a portrait of the Little Princess. It was a small, pointy face, with a pair of spirited big eyes, and the hair on top of his head was tied up at the side. In fact, his facial features were not very good, but it looked very similar, so he could tell who he was with one glance.
"Your Highness thinks that the wangfei is here?"
Morong Gan shook his head, "After searching for so long, there is no news from Ling Nan's side. Perhaps she might not be in Ling Nan, and after that, every time we attack a city, you will take this portrait to visit everywhere. One day, I will definitely find her."
When Jia Tong heard this, he became a little sad. He rolled up the scroll and carefully placed it in his bosom, "Please do not worry, your highness. Your subordinate will try his best to find your wife."
"Go and do something."
Jia Tong walked a few steps before returning, "Your highness, should we investigate this in secret, or do we investigate in broad daylight?"
Morong Gan raised his eyelids, "I don't care what methods you use, just find him."
"Yes, this subordinate understands!"
Jia Tong came out of the hut and heaved a sigh of relief. He had to complete this errand and make the Duke have a whole new level of respect for him. And Lv He, she had always been worried about the Little Princess, if he found his, it would be a huge contribution!
Speaking of this matter, he was really worried. Although it was not easy for them to get married during their march, the spirited young lady kept wandering right under his nose all day, making his heart itch. He had tried to push her down to the grass several times, hoping to make her pay in advance, but Lv He refused to do it even if he had to, saying that if he couldn't find the Little Princess, he would never get married. If he wasn't married, he definitely wouldn't cross the bottom line.
He was already at the pass, sweating profusely from anxiety. She had used all sorts of methods and even her grandma wouldn't let him go. He was so upset that she almost exploded. In the end, she had no choice but to hide in the grass. Because of this, Lv He had not allowed him to get close to him for two days. When he thought of this, his heart was filled with tears. How easy was it for a young man in his twenties to not have had sex!
Having taken up his duties, he rolled up his sleeves and got down to work. His strategy was to do whatever he wanted, so he took the roll of portraits out on the street and found people to make a large stack, which he distributed according to the size of the unit. The areas that had not been affected were searched one by one, making it easier for the victims to find them. He was not afraid of alerting the snake with the grass and grass, because their men were stationed all over the place. If anyone were to run out and capture them, he did not believe that he would not be able to find the Little Princess with such an overwhelming and watertight method. If he could not find the Little Princess, then there was only one possibility, and that the Little Princess was not here.
Thus, under the leadership of Crown Prince Morong Yuan, the reconstruction and renovation of the Su City after the great fire was carried out in full swing. Under Jia Tong's leadership, the search for the Princess Chu was carried out in full swing. In just a few short days, the suffering and sorrow brought to the people by the disaster slowly faded away, and more people passionately threw themselves into the process of building their homes.
Morong Gan and Huangfu Zhuer, together with the two servant girls, also stayed in the front yard. There were people staying in the rear yard.