The next day.

The Changsha Royal Palace is full of white hangs.

Concubine Yang Shu's body was moved to its palace.

Many people knew about Yang Shufei's death and spontaneously hung white sails at their doorstep.

The entire Changsha City is shrouded in a vague sorrowful atmosphere.

Hengzhou.

At the feet of Nanyue.

Until now, there are still many thatched huts and tents here.

Dotted in the wilderness like stars.

However, there are already much fewer refugees than before, and there is no longer a scene of crowds.

Many refugees have returned to their hometowns by this time.

The old doctor and the little girl in red dress are still here.

The red dress looked so bright in the wilderness.

She ran on the grass like a butterfly, and several children were chasing her and playing.

The old doctor sat in the hut, holding a long cigarette pole in his mouth and watching with a smile.

As the number of refugees became fewer and fewer, they gradually became idle.

"Old sir."

At this time, more than ten people suddenly stopped under the old doctor's thatched hut.

The leaders wore official robes, including red robes and green robes.

The person wearing a red robe was Mu Zhixing, the governor of Hengzhou.

He was only over thirty years old and was a Jinshi who passed the imperial examination in the Song Dynasty.

Being able to become the governor of Hengzhou in just a few years is also an outstanding one.

Perhaps Mu Zhixing, who was a political graduate, was not as good as those Jinshi who studied these majors in governing agriculture, water conservancy, and roads. However, in terms of coordination and handling, appointing people based on merit, etc., he naturally had his own strengths.

As the head of a state, such ability is undoubtedly quite important.

The sound of Zhao Hu just now was called out by Mu Zhixing. He smiled slightly and his attitude seemed extremely intimate and harmonious.

The old doctor turned his head and saw Mu Zhixing's official robe, but he was only slightly stunned and did not show any panic. He said calmly: "Master General."

He stood up and bowed his hand, which was considered a tribute.

This made a little strange color flow in Mu Zhixing's eyes.

The old doctor is afraid that he is a person with the past if he is able to have such a calm attitude when facing him.

It is difficult for ordinary people to do this.

But this doesn't matter to him Mu Zhixing.

He bowed slightly and returned the salute, and said, "Have you asked the old man's name yet?"

The old doctor said: "I am Xu Fuxing."

"Senior is polite."

Mu Zhixing nodded, "I heard that Mr. Xu is here to help refugees for many days, so I came to meet the old man and had something to discuss."

Xu Fuxing was slightly surprised, "What else does the magistrate need to discuss with me, a plain-headed commoner?"

Mu Zhixing smiled and said, "The Emperor has issued an order to announce that people from all over the country who have outstanding disaster relief performance will come to the imperial city to meet.

Old sir, you and your granddaughter are helping countless refugees at the foot of Hengshan Mountain, so I would like to ask you to follow me to the palace to meet the emperor.”

Xu Fuxing was even more surprised.

Then he waved his hand and said, "At the foot of Hengshan alone, there are countless people who spontaneously help the refugees.

Why should I choose the old man?”

Mu Zhixing was slightly stunned: "Mr. Don't you want to go into the palace to see the emperor?"

He thought Xu Fuxing would be quite excited.

He had previously found people in the army and other places who had performed outstandingly and had moved their lives in disaster relief. They were quite excited after hearing this.

Only Xu Fuxing showed that he didn't want to go.

Xu Fuxing waved his hand again and said, "I just felt that I had only done my best and did not help the refugees much."

The magistrate should look for someone else…”                                                                                                                         �

Of course he wouldn't force such a thing.

He came to find Xu Fuxing, but he just heard that there was such a great charity at the foot of Hengshan Mountain.

And there are no more people like this in Hengzhou.

In this flood disaster, countless victims were affected, and countless good people emerged.

Speaking of which, although Xu Fuxing's behavior is touching, it is not the most touching type.

Some even spent all their money to save the disaster, and some were seriously injured in the disaster relief.

Mu Zhixing left with the officials and soldiers.

The little girl in red dress came over.

She came to Xu Fuxing and said in confusion: "Grandpa, why would an adult come to see you?"

Xu Fuxing smiled and told the girl in red dress the whole story.

When the girl in red dress heard that he refused Mu Zhixing's invitation, she did not show any regrets.

It seemed that in her heart, whether she could meet the emperor was not important.

Then, I went to work hard on my own.

Xu Fuxing was leisurely sucking his cigarette puff, humming a slightly vicissitudes of music. After the song, he said to himself: "Your Majesty, I have seen it many times..." Xu Fuxing, an old Chinese doctor in the army of the guards of the Song Dynasty.

After implementing the military reform in Zhao Dongting, he was discharged from the army due to his age.

After retiring from the army, he refused the arrangements of the court and became a You Fang doctor among the people with his ancestral medical skills.

There are many veterans like him in the Song Dynasty.

They are now scattered throughout the Song Dynasty, some are rich and some are poor.

But they still uphold the glory they had in their hearts and contributed their strength to the Song Dynasty.

Xu Fuxing certainly never expected that his decision would make the girl in red dress miss Zhao Dongting again.

On the front line, the situation is still quite tense.

In the Song Dynasty and Yuan Dynasty, soldiers from both sides were constantly gathering, and there were signs of wars everywhere.

At Languan, Jingzhao Mansion Road, Shi Kaiji received the news that Liu Zhuwen had captured Jingzhao Mansion, which was very surprised.

He was always a little worried about this matter and did not think that Liu Zhuwen would definitely be able to accomplish anything.

Now the facts tell him that their troops on the western route would not be below the Yuan army.

At this time, Diaozhu had already returned to the Blue Pass with two Zhenwu priests.

When the messenger came to Shi Kaiji to report to the account, he was also in the account.

I was also excited to hear this news.

In addition, Wang Dagang, Feng Hebi, Deng Yezhou, Yuan Kangbo, Zheng Yihang and others were all happy.

"good!"

"Hurrah!"

Shi Kaiji was even so excited that his black face turned slightly rosy, and then he said, "I am the commander of my command! He guarded Guozhou, and the soldiers from Shangzhou came to Languan to meet up soon!"

A soldier outside the tent agreed and then left in a hurry.

Feng Hebi, Wang Dagang and others all looked at Shi Kaiji.

Feng Hebi's eyes showed a thoughtful look and said, "Shishou, are you going to gather the soldiers and fight the Yuan army to fight a decisive battle?"

Shi Kaiji said: "The Yuan Dynasty gathered the whole country's strength to fight us, and our dynasty also gathered the whole country's strength to attack them.

Now that Jingzhao Prefecture has been broken, the situation of the decisive battle between the two sides has been established, and if there is no decisive battle at this time, we will be able to drive straight into Zhongdu just by defeating the Western Route Army of the Yuan army!"

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became.

In order to resist them, the Yuan Dynasty had already used hundreds of thousands of troops.

It can be calculated that there are definitely not many large troops behind the Yuan Dynasty.

He had no control over the middle and east roads, and only knew that on this western road, he had the conditions to fight the Yuan army.
To be continued...