County Magistrate Duan finally agreed to Zhao Xinxin's offer.

He also wanted to raise the price up, but the Ninth Princess didn't give him this opportunity at all, and turned around and left.

In fact, for him, selling Thunder Valley with one hundred taels is an acceptable category. Zhao Xinxin is not offering a random offer. She has been in the Taoist Palace for so long, so she is still quite clear about the market conditions such as temple products.

She bought this piece of land and wanted to build a temple of descendants. However, generally speaking, many temples are built in deep mountains and forests, so she can learn from them.

Since the price was negotiated, the land deed document was no problem, and the Ninth Princess and her group also moved into Lei Gu and began to prepare for disaster relief.

Si Xiu of Gongsun family and the children of the Li family posted a notice nearby, saying that Sanxiang County was in a disaster year, and the Ninth Princess of the King of England felt sorry for the hardships of the people and specially took refuge in Zhongyi County.

As soon as the notice was posted, it immediately caused a sensation, and the refugees were taken in... Can you eat free porridge?

It is approaching the twelfth lunar month, and there is no farm work in the fields. Even the villagers nearby are interested in going to have a meal, which can reduce the burden on their families.

However, after everyone inquired, they found out that the place where the porridge was very far away, it was in Thunder Valley.

If you go to Thunder Valley, the road on the flat ground is not counted. Guangshan Road takes at least ninety miles, and the round trip is 180 miles.

It’s really a bit...unworthy to walk a mountain road for two bowls of porridge in the morning and evening.

However, if the real refugee really doesn't care about this path, people are almost starving to death, and they still think that it is not worth it?

Moreover... the one who gave the porridge was the ninth princess of the King of England, and the royal family, and maybe the one who gave the porridge was thicker.

On the mountain road, there were also signs of directions, not only with text descriptions, but also with a picture of a bowl of steaming porridge and an arrow.

When the illiterate Li Shu sees him, he doesn’t have to worry about getting lost.

Mao Binzhao was the first refugee to enter Lei Valley. He was a fugitive. The prefect of Qinyang Prefecture where he was located was driven away. Local powerful people came to recruit him to join the civilian team.

Mao Binzhao and his three brothers are the youngest. The eldest brother established a household in Baiyue County. The second brother was killed by earth and rocks while working hard to build a dam two years ago. He graduated from his original student, but before he could get a time to distribute his father, he returned home to worry.

If it develops according to normal circumstances, after the end of his one-year tragedy period, he can report to the mansion and then distribute it.

But... the prefect of Qinyang Prefecture was driven away, and the three officials and six wings had no one in charge. He wanted to distribute it again, but he could not find anyone.

The local tyrants and powerful people who requisitioned the people and the soldiers, and they could not be recruited by him at any rate. He was a student who graduated from a regular monastery.

Not to mention that he was the only male in the family, his second brother died because of labor. Even if the Tian family issued a conscript order, it would not be his turn to go.

"Saving the Warrior Lei Feng" written by Li Yongsheng talks about this situation. All the sons in the family are dead, and the only one left is the only one. It is logical that they shouldn't go to the battlefield, let alone die on the battlefield.

Of course, the background was during the Patriotic War, the building was about to collapse, everyone had a high awareness, and the treatment of enlisting in the army was also very good, so that such a situation could occur.

After Mao Binzhao received the call, he knew that the trouble was in big trouble. He wanted to hide, but... his mother was left alone.

He simply abandoned more than ten acres of land at home, cleaned up the fineness and escaped with his mother on his back.

Let’s not talk about the escape process, it was very difficult. Fortunately, he still had several classmates from this monastery, some of whom were inviting him for a period of time, and some of whom helped him.

But Mao Binzhao was not so shameless and kept harassing his classmates. He came to Zhongyi County this day and was already short of money, so he considered whether to find a nursing home to do it. After all, he came from the production and repair work.

I suddenly heard that the Ninth Princess resettled refugees. He thought about it. My mother and I were four bowls of porridge a day, so we could go and have a look.

In fact, when he was in this monastery, he also learned the skills of how to survive in the mountains. The monastery in Middle Earth was still paying great attention to this aspect, so he believed that as long as he could ensure that my mother had a few bowls of porridge at the bottom, he would definitely be able to live.

He didn't care how far the Lei Valley in Zhongyi County was, just to ensure my mother's food and drink, anyway, he would not starve to death.

Even, because my mother had a place to settle down, he walked very fast. It took only a little more than two hours before he carried me to Lei Valley.

When he first arrived at Lei Valley, he was a little surprised that more than a dozen men on the mountain road were repairing the mountain road with iron chisels, sledgehammers, shovels and other objects, which made it difficult for him to walk.

The dozen or so men were kind and stopped to let him pass by.

On the pass of the Thunder Valley, there was a small Taoist boy and two lay men squatting beside a big rock. When he saw him coming, he came up to ask. He knew that he was a refugee who was here to request resettlement, and the three of them immediately cheered, "Oh, the first one is here!"

My grand cultivator was actually the first refugee to be placed? Mao Binzhao only felt a little hot.

But if a man is poor, short, horse is thin and long, he can only think that he has disappeared.

Fortunately, the three of them did not ask him about his identity, otherwise he would be even more ashamed. They just gave him two wooden signs, Jiazi Lingling and Lingling and one and one, saying that the wooden signs cannot be lost, and that they must use this to receive food and other things.

There are other things? Mao Binzhao thought about it and it was probably the clothes to keep warm, and it was about to be the twelfth lunar month.

However, he can bring these things, at least to ensure that my mother is warm. As for himself, how could he be frozen to death with a dignified cultivator?

He took my mother down the river beach and looked around, thinking that the river beach was not a good place to go. If there was a flood, it would be bad.

He looked at the signs and there was still five miles of land, which was the place for porridge. He decided to walk another two or three miles to find a suitable place and build a shed for me. If it rains, there would be a place to go.

After walking for more than three miles, he really found such a large rock that was concave.

He first put my mother down, then took out a straw mat and placed it on the stone, and asked me to sit down.

Then he pulled out his waist knife and cut off a few branches, and suddenly heard a thunderclap.

He looked up and found that there were not many clouds around him. He thought to himself that the name of Thunder Valley was really not a false saying.

But the thunder in the clear sky scared his mother very much, "San'er, don't dare to cut down trees with a knife."

Mao Binzhao told her about the knowledge that metal can attract lightning.

Can people live in this place? Mao Binzhao ignored it when he heard a crisp voice in the distance shouting, "Well, don't live anywhere, come here."

But a small Taoist boy stood halfway outside, pinching his waist with his hands, looking at him with an unhappy look, "Do you know that you can't raise fires in the mountains? You must also follow the arrangements for accommodation."

"I am a cultivator. I know the rules of making fires in the mountains. I want to build a straw shed," Mao Binzhao replied loudly, "But the thunder in this thunder valley is really... I have to obey the arrangements for accommodation?"

At the end, he was already stunned. He had never eaten porridge, but he still knew the rules of relief, could he still have a house to live in?

"We don't just place refugees," the little Taoist boy replied loudly, "We use labor for relief..."

Mao Binzhao quickly figured out what kind of relief method the Ninth Princess used. It turned out that this porridge was not for nothing.

Not only that, there are designated rules for the use of fire, toilet and washing in places where refugees temporarily live.

After being surprised, he soon realized that this method of relief is actually really good, and he has more work and more rewards. With his cultivation level, as long as he is willing to work hard, he can earn food from him and me, it is really easy.

So he volunteered, "I graduated from Sanxiang Ben Seminary. Give me some heavy work. My mother hasn't eaten meat for a long time."

"Huh?" A few people walked up not far away, and the young man who was leading the way spoke out, "How come the first student has become a refugee?"

"I've seen this adult," Mao Binzhao raised his hand and whispered his situation.

The question was Li Yongsheng. After hearing this, he nodded slightly, "This disaster... is really hateful. Since you are from Sanxiangyuan Monastery, can you tell that the breeding base Bocheng is building here?"

"Of course I know this," Mao Binzhao replied simply, "I've been in there for three months."

After chatting for a few casual words, Li Yongsheng could be sure that the other party was indeed from the Sanxiang Monastery.

Qin Tianzhu was excited when he heard this, and interrupted and said a few words. Then he found that there was a student of the same level in the institution where he was in. He actually got from the Sanxiang Principal Monastery and had a good relationship with Mao Binzhao.

In the blink of an eye, the distance between the two sides became much closer. Otherwise, the circle of the original practitioners was very terrifying, they were all prides of heaven, and they were very easy to get involved in each other.

Qin Tianzhu simply made a statement directly, "How can you help manage it well and be a student of the school of education to make you do a gentle and polite job?"

"It's really no need," Mao Binzhao refused flatly, "Thank you for your kindness in the same year. I'll make a fortune and don't want to have any connection with the royal family. There's too much right and wrong."

"You want to have something to do with me," Qin Tianzhu was both angry and funny when he heard it. "The Ninth Princess entered the Taoist Palace. Resetting refugees here is also a way to share the worries of the court. Do you really think she was burned with too much money?"

"I'm foolish," Mao Binzhao smiled apologetically, but he had no intention of correcting it. "This Sanxiang Rebellion originated from these royal families, and I really don't have much affection for them."

"You dare to say anything," Qin Tianzhu smiled, and did not feel dissatisfied. The so-called scholarly agitated, isn't this what Qin said? Qin also passed the second place back then, "Then you should do your hard work. If you think there is something wrong, you can also make suggestions."

"I have a suggestion now," Mao Binzhao said, "Can we not place this place in Thunder Valley? The thunder here is so weird that it makes it difficult for people to use iron tools."

"It'll be better soon," the extremely handsome young man spoke.
Chapter completed!