Chapter 236： House seemingly endless rain

"Yun'er, run slowly. We'll be resting in the town ahead at noon. Let's wait for them at the posthouse."

Nan Jun called out to Qiao Yun who was already running crazy, this child still prefers freedom.

Ever since he left the Zhennan Prince's Mansion, he was like a bird out of the cage, and the smile on his mouth never faded.

"It's been a long time since I rode a horse like this, what a joy!"

Qiao Yun tightened the reins, turned to look at Nan Jundao, with uncontrollable joy in his eyes.

"This period of time has suffocated you."

Nan Jun raised the corners of her mouth dotingly, under the sun, the sweat beads on the little man's forehead and the smile on his face were gradually engraved into her heart.

"That's not true. The people in the mansion treat me very well, and you... Sister Jie treats Yun'er very well."

Qiao Yun is now used to calling Nan Jun sister Jun, and these three words seem to bring their relationship closer.

"Come on, let's go inside and have a cup of tea first."

Nan Jun and Qiao Yun entered the post house, and the post house was waiting there early in the morning.

"Go and prepare water first, the king wants to take a bath." Nan Jun said to the waiter, "Send a bucket of hot water to the son's house as well."

"Yes."

Those servants were curious about the noon bath of the Zhennan King, but they didn't dare to ask more, after all, he was a big shot in the capital, and some people liked to be clean.

After driving for half a day and soaking in a hot bath, Qiao Yun felt that every bone in his body was aching.

"It's really been a long time since I rode a horse, it's actually a bit useless!"

Qiao Yun grumbled and crawled out of the bathtub, put on clean clothes and lay down on the bed, he really didn't want to move now.

It wasn't until Nan Jun came to look for him that he found that the little man with wet black hair had fallen asleep.

Taking a clean veil, Nan Jun wiped his hair himself.

"Little fool, you have learned how to be brave!"

Qiao Yun didn't mention half a word in front of Nan Jun, but now seeing him lying here like a puddle of mud, Nan Jun's heart ached.

A group of people rushed to the northwest, ate and slept in the open air, and it took more than half a month to reach Yuyang County.

"Liu Xiangjue, the prime minister of Yuyang County, has seen the king of Zhennan who is thousands of years old."

Kneeling at the gate of the city was a thin woman with a yellow complexion. This person was Liu Xiangjue, the Prime Minister of Yuyang County.

Liu Xiangjue was a Jinshi in the 16th year of Xuanzong. Because she cared about her hometown, she took the initiative to return to Yuyang County to become a county magistrate. Later, after the county magistrate retired and returned to her hometown, she took over the post of Yuyang County magistrate.

"Master Liu, please stand up."

Facing this Liu Xiangjue who is dedicated to serving the people, Nan Jun is full of admiration. There are not many such good officials in the world.

"King Zhennan has worked hard all the way. The old minister is preparing some meals in the mansion. Please don't dislike him."

Liu Xiangjue stood there, neither humble nor overbearing, but when she mentioned the reception banquet for Nan Jun, she still showed a bit of bitterness on her face.

This year, the harvest in Yuyang County is not good, and after the drought, there is a locust plague. It really is a leak in the house and it rains all night!

"Lord Liu, you don't need to be polite. The emperor is concerned about the people of Yuyang County, so he specially ordered this king to bring food here. Lord Liu should first order people to put the grain in the warehouse before talking about other things."

In order to avoid people's eyes and ears, and don't want the thieves to worry about those grains, the food and grass guarded by the Nanjia army took a small road and arrived near Yuyang County earlier than Nanjun and his party. Wait for others to meet up.

All the way, safe and sound.

Liu Xiangjue's sallow face showed joy, and his small eyes were filled with tears.

"The King of Zhennan is really the timely rain for the people of Yuyang County!"

If the relief food does not come again, the people in the city may not be able to survive for a few days.

During this period of time, people in Yuyang City starved to death every day, and what Liu Xiangjue was most worried about was the tragedy that happened decades ago.

"The merit of the Son of Heaven, Mr. Liu should hurry up and take someone there!"

Where did Nan Jun dare to claim credit?

Liu Xiangjue paid a salute to Nanjun, and then ordered the housekeeper to take Nanjun and his party to Liu's mansion first, while she went to receive the grain and grass that Nanjun brought from the capital in person.

Knowing that there was a lack of water here, Nan Jun didn't ask for a bath, but just sent a small waiter to bring a basin of hot water to Qiao Yun's room.

Qiao Yun wiped his body with hot water, changed into clean clothes, and went to the next room to look for Nanjun, but at this time Nanjun was crouching at the table studying the topographic map of Yuyang County.

"Sister Yu..."

Qiao Yun called out softly, and Nan Jun looked away and stood up.

"The harvest in this Yuyang County is not good this year. If you live here, the food may not be as rich as in the Wangfu. You should wait for it first. If you are really greedy, eat some dried meat to satisfy your hunger. After you go back I'll take you to eat delicious food."

Nan Jun made it clear to Qiao Yun in advance that he was afraid that he would be disappointed when he saw Liu Juncheng's reception banquet later.

"Well, Yun'er knows."

Although Qiao Yun loves to eat, he is not greedy. Didn't he grow up eating boiled cabbage since he was a child?

It's just that Nan Jun raised her mouth a lot in Zhennan Prince's Mansion, but she didn't forget her sense of proportion.

When the butler ordered someone to serve the meal, it was beyond Nan Jun's expectation.

In addition to two bowls of thick rice porridge, there was also a small plate of pickles, a plate of fried vegetables and a fragrant chicken on the table.

"Where did this chicken come from?"

Nan Jun sat at the table, looked at the butler who bowed to serve there and asked.

"If you go back to King Zhennan, it's from Master Liu who went to Zhang Guanren's house on credit."

When had the butler seen such a big person, she never thought that Nan Jun would ask about the origin of the chicken, so she spoke quickly and told the truth.

"Official Zhang?"

"Yes, Zhang Guanren is the largest rice merchant in our Yuyang County. This year, Yuyang County is short of food. Zhang Guanren has made a lot of money. His life is... very good, so Master Liu went to her to buy a chicken on credit. Come…"

By using the word "on credit", Nan Jun could guess how poor Liu Xiangjue was, and even a chicken would go on credit.

"Does Master Liu have any children at home?"

The steward was stunned, not understanding what the King of Zhennan was asking this for, but he still answered truthfully: "Master Liu's husband died young, leaving behind a daughter and a son. The young lady was awarded a Jinshi last year and worked in Yuquan. The young master has not yet reached the age of Ji. Stay in the mansion."

This Liu Xiangjue's daughter is also a person with a heart for the common people, but because Yuyang has her mother, she doesn't want others to say that she borrowed her mother's power to become an official, so she took the initiative to ask for orders to go to Yuquan.

Yuquan is not far from Yuyang, but it is not close. If you ride a horse, it will take three to five days to get there.

Nan Jun nodded in understanding, tore up the skinny chicken with chopsticks, put a chicken wing and a chicken leg into Qiao Yun's bowl, served him a small bowl of soup, and kept the rest basin.

"Go and send the rest to your young master!"

Let other people's children eat bran swallowed vegetables, she eats chicken bought on credit by other people's mother, Nan Jun can't do such a thing.