Looking at the backs of Li Kai and his entourage rushing back to Beijing, Li Shan thought in his mind that although he didn't say anything, he vaguely guessed that the refugee rebellion was caused by the war.
Li Shan's guess mainly came from two points. On the one hand, Li Kai said that the war was tense and it was difficult for the government to provide disaster relief for the time being. On the other hand, Zhu Wei sent people to purchase grain and rice in various places, and the price had risen to nearly ten yuan a dou.
Now that the world is mostly peaceful, Liu Heitai's resurrection will only be in Hebei, and he will not be able to come to Guanzhong. Moreover, Li Kai also said that the refugees came from Hedong.
Therefore, it can only be the Turks moving south.
Li Shan was not worried about the Turks attacking Chang'an, because in history, the Turks invaded Chang'an only once, the Weishui Alliance.
But even so, just a small disturbance caused by refugees may overturn the small village of Zhujiagou.
Full of worries, Li Shan urged his horse to return to the village slowly. A father and daughter behind him led another horse and immediately carried the bedding. The others...were either robbed or burned. The young man who was killed was The son-in-law of shopkeeper Liu Dong.
Liu Dong had no children, only one daughter, and he hired a son-in-law... Unfortunately, this son-in-law fell before he could even take off.
"Old Fan, let's make some arrangements and live in the west." Li Shan explained, and turned to Liu Dong and said, "You must have guessed it, but I won't treat you badly, so just stay here with peace of mind."
The little old man shrank and shook. Li Shan's eyes fell on the quilt. He guessed that there were some utensils in there, which should be used for brewing wine.
"Da Lang, Da Lang!"
The cry of the young monk came from outside, and he stumbled over and grabbed Li Shan's sleeves, "Qi Bo, Qi Bo..."
"Why are you so anxious!" Li Shan casually touched his bare head, "I just saw Uncle Qi on the road."
The little monk jumped up and said, "The seventh uncle wants to hit someone!"
"Hitting someone?"
After burning the incense, Li Shan stood at the edge of the sunbathing field in confusion, watching Zhu Wei holding a cane and scolding the eight young men kneeling in front of him. The most conspicuous among them was Zhu Ba. This guy has returned to secular life, but his hair is still there. Not fully grown.
"Seventh Uncle..." Li Shan saw that Zhu Wei was really going to take action, so he rushed over to persuade him: "This junior is messing around, just give me a few words of reprimand. I'll punish him by kneeling down and punishing him with a whip. If it's over, it's over."
Zhu Wei turned his head and looked at Li Shan steadily without saying a word.
"Well, my nephew is an outsider, so he shouldn't interrupt?"
Zhu Wei was so angry that he laughed and whipped him down.
"ah!"
Zhu Ba screamed out of reflex, causing Li Shanxuxu to kick his foot over. The whip was even blocked by me. What the hell are you screaming!
"Seventh Uncle." Li Shan supported Zhu Wei, "What happened?"
"I told you a few months ago that if you leave the village, you will have at least four followers by your side..."
"Hey, there are so many people today, so there is no need for this." Li Shan smiled and said, "Get up, this sunbathing area is very hard, and your knees will hurt."
Zhu Ba, who listened to Li Shan's words the most, was about to stand up. Zhu Wei glared at him and said, "Kneel down!"
In later generations, society believed that a man should have gold under his knees, but in this era, kneeling was a normal etiquette... Zhu Wei was the leader of the clan, so he asked them to kneel until tomorrow, and they did not dare to be lazy at night.
Zhu Wei waved his cane whip and lit four of them on fire, "The four of you have grown your hair and returned to secular life. You have no house or land. Who paid for the land for you?!"
The four people headed by Zhu Ba all lowered their heads. They were all sent to the temple when their families were unable to support them when they were young, or their parents died. Although they were members of the clan after they returned to secular life, they did have no house or land.
It was Zhu who bought land and built houses for them. Of course, it was all nominally attributed to Li Shan.
"The four of you don't need to pay taxes on your family's land, let alone perform corvee labor." Zhu Wei scolded sternly, "You can still receive a monthly payment from Dongshan Temple. Don't you know where Dongshan Temple's money comes from?"
Li Shan scratched his head. To be honest, he came up with the secret recipe, the young men in the village contributed, and Dongshan Temple came forward, not to mention that the other party already knew how to make most of the soy products... It is really not too much to receive a monthly payment. .
In future generations, it would be considered kind if someone didn't leave you and go it alone... But in this era, the standard of judgment is naturally not based on monetary gain or loss.
Moreover, Li Shan used his own share of the money to pay monthly payments to these eight people... He just wanted to work harder and gain more. After all, when he travels, these eight people act as his entourage.
"Langjun, Langjun!" Xiaoman, who didn't know when he appeared, rushed forward, dragged Li Shan up and down, looked him up and down, and asked with a choked voice: "There's a lot of blood, where is the injury?"
"No injuries, other people's blood." Li Shan's hand paused in the air before wrapping his arms around Xiaoman's shoulders.
Zhu Wei had met Li Shan before and knew that it was nothing serious, but seeing Xiao Man acting like this, he couldn't help but whip the kneeling Zhu Ba.
"Seventh Uncle." Li Shan stepped forward to persuade: "Last time in Changlepo, if Zhu Ba and the others hadn't taken action, my nephew would have suffered a bloody head..."
Before Zhu Wei had time to refute, Xiaoman had already stamped his feet and said, "Something happened again this time. If it were his house, I wouldn't kick them out..."
"Shut up!" Li Shan glared.
Xiaoman once said in private that these young men and women served as Li Shan's followers, and their families were favored by Li Shan's mother and son. In fact, they had joined the Li family, but they had not sold themselves into slavery.
Now that we are under the sect, we can't be too casual, and we must establish strict rules and regulations.
Zhu Wei obviously thought of going to the same place with Xiao Man. He waved his cane whip and interrupted: "Da Lang is waiting for you to be friendly, but you are so unsatisfied!"
"Today in Changlepo, refugees are causing chaos, bandits are plundering, and the whole town has been reduced to scorched earth. Even if Dalang's skin is scratched, you will be driven out of Zhujiagou!"
Xiaoman's eyes fell on Li Shan. There were scratches on his hands, feet, and neck. His originally blue clothes turned dark green due to blood stains, and there was a strong smell of blood.
Li Shan is really not used to this. As a doctor, class is useless at certain times.
He still remembers that in a car accident, two injured people were brought in at the same time, one was the leader who was slightly injured, and the other was the driver who was seriously injured... As a result, the hospital chose to operate on the driver first.
After the angry Zhu Wei finished venting his reprimand, Li Shancai pulled the eight people up one by one, "Actually, I really don't blame you for what happened today. There are dozens of people traveling with us."
"Besides, they're all on horseback, and you can't keep up."
"Who said you can't keep up?" Xiaoman shouted from behind, "The two horses in the carriage can't be used? It's not far, so I can barely keep up even on foot."
"Shut up!" Li Shan bent down and rubbed Zhu Ba's knees, and asked in a low voice: "How long have you been kneeling?"
Zhu Ba didn't say a word. A young man with a quick temper muttered: "It's been more than an hour..."
"You are the only one who talks too much!" Zhu Ba cursed, "You deserve to be punished today, so I don't need to care about you."
The little man behind was very angry, and Zhu Wei looked at this scene thoughtfully, thinking that Dalang's father's family and his mother's family were famous for their wars back then, so this is a skill they have learned without any teacher, so it's not in vain for me to play dirty. .
After a while, everyone was able to move around. A carriage drove up. The driver was Li Kai's personal guard. He said hello and opened the curtain.
"Thirty spears, twenty lances, ten pieces of armor."
Li Shan came forward to exchange a few words, and after sending the people away, he took Zhu Wei and whispered: "The refugees will cause chaos, and I'm afraid they will do whatever they want. Qibo should choose the young men in the village..."
Li Shan didn't know if he could protect this small village in a short period of time, but after more than half a year in this era, he knew that it was impossible to separate himself from Zhujiagou.
Then, you need to prepare for the worst.
