The coffin maker didn't cry, just in disbelief.
I have been making coffins all my life, and this skill was finally used on my son.
At dusk, Du Laowu, who had a horse face, was called back from the old temple village by Cao Yao.
He collected three handfuls of millet from the coffin maker, lit the oil lamp and was so busy that he didn't even eat dinner. He tried his best to tidy up the body of a young man in his early twenties decently with limited materials.
Liu Chengzong didn't have a deep impression of this young man. He only remembered that he lowered his head and asked softly about his experience as a soldier, saying that he didn't want to be a coffin maker.
But he was not cowardly, on the contrary, he valued land more than life, and eventually died bravely.
The refugees provided by the county government were put to use. Those who played the suona, those who visited graves, and those who carved letters all found jobs.
The elders of the clan pulled out the hidden ice reserved for themselves from the mountain cellar, placed it under the mourning hall and covered it with a quilt.
The cries overwhelmed the whispers of the clan's uncertain future. Liu Chengzong became impatient with this scene, changed into ragged clothes, lit a lantern and went to the wilderness of Beishan.
The lights flickered, there was no one around, corpses were everywhere, the wind was cold and the blood was cold.
The palms are moistened and then astringent, again and again, and the wrist-releasing knife goes from sharp to blunt, one after another.
Until he was out of breath, he dragged the last headless body into the pit and walked in the mud to the river outside the mountain.
The moonlight shining on the ground made him want to cry for no reason.
Self-blame, grievance.
In order to feed fifty mouths and make life better, he spent all his wealth to buy land.
After buying the land, there were eighty more mouths to take care of, and it also attracted thieves.
The land that the tribesmen worked so hard to cultivate was completely blind in less than half a day.
The thieves were strangers to them and had no grudges against them. They didn't even have the basic skills to use weapons. They were ordinary people who couldn't be more ordinary.
But they must be killed and their bodies scattered everywhere, and their heads must be removed after death.
In another memory, nothing can be used for reference, no matter how much you know, it is useless.
What kind of world is this?
The Black Dragon Mountain at night was more frightening than ever, and the voice of Guo Zashi calling him from all over the valley was trembling.
The butcher bravely brought clean clothes.
Liu Chengzong said nothing, washed himself in the river that was as shallow as his wrists, changed his clothes and went back to sleep.
In the next two days, Mahu Liu En went to the county government to report but did not come back, which made people wonder if another clan member had died outside in Black Dragon Mountain.
Liu Chengzu was too busy to keep his feet off the ground. After experiencing the first battle, the soldiers in the countryside were extremely polarized.
Some people say they don't want to fight anymore, some people train harder than usual, and some people ask to practice every day.
Anyway, the ground was broken and they had a lot of time.
Mr. Liu said he was resting, but he couldn't. First, a tenant got into trouble. Seeing that he couldn't pay the rent, the whole family hung from the beams at night.
Later, members of the tribe fled again, and six families fled the next night.
The clan members gathered in the ancestral hall to discuss, only to find out that two families actually wanted to run away the day before. They met a ghost with teeth and claws at the mountain pass, thinking that the ancestors had appeared to prevent them from running away, so they came back again.
The description is amazing.
Liu Chengzong thought that he might have been seen taking a bath in the river with his buttocks naked.
The fields in Heilongshan were severely damaged, and the fields that were already growing poorly will have to lose another 60% of their output.
Not many were actually cut off by the hungry people. When they took them away, the green millet was eaten anyway.
The most uncomfortable thing is that most of the fields were trampled when hungry people running to collect millet in the ridges ran away.
People still stay here, just hoping that Liu En can bring good news from the county government and give them some money to pay for their escape.
Master Liu returned all the borrowed grain, which was meaningless.
The crops in the fields don't even have enough seeds for summer and autumn crops. It's only a matter of time before the entire Black Dragon Mountain will run out of food.
This is also the reason why many tribesmen have practiced hard in their later lives and learned the skills to be good at calamity.
If we really want to talk about the advantages of this battle, there is indeed one.
The backbone of the hungry thieves was eliminated, and the subordinates Qingzhuang were beaten to the ground, leaving a large number of weapons in Black Dragon Mountain.
Earlier, they could not even collect the swords and spears of the front team, but now they have hundreds of spears and short spears, not to mention the heads of thieves.
There has been a lot of chaos in the mountains these two days. The mature and prudent clan elders discussed and discussed in the ancestral hall, but no one could come up with a reliable solution.
Every household's rice vat and noodle vat will be empty before July. The new grain in the field can be sold to pay the summer tax, but the wheat planted before and after Bailu will have to be borrowed elsewhere.
But even if this thing doesn't die from drought, it won't mature until May next year.
Not counting the few households that escaped, Heilongshan had a population of more than 500, including two groups of frontier troops and 80 farmers.
Even based on the standard of not starving to death, one hundred shi of food is needed every month.
Even if they borrow money at usury, it is difficult to find a big family around Yan'an Prefecture who can lend them a thousand shi of grain.
There were not many choices left for them. They could either flee to Guanzhong. If they stayed here, they could only find ways to find food and survive on their own.
Liu Chengzong took off the blue cloth mask on the thief's head at home and nailed nails into his own armor.
The thief's helmet was very good. After cleaning it, he gave it to Guo Zashi.
The quality of the armor plates of the cloth armor is also very good, but it is also a military coat with insufficient armor plates.
Combined with Liu Chengzong's original cotton armor, there were only 380 pieces of armor.
His mother asked him to remove the cotton lining, but he refused and only washed the inner and outer layers of fabric.
It was easy to remove the armor now, but he was just afraid that when the weather would get colder in a few months, the unstable environment would not allow him to put the cotton lining back on.
It wasn't until the fifth day that Liu En brought back news from Fucheng.
Due to the large number of thieves in the territory, Yan'an City was under martial law for three days. No one was allowed to go out but no one was allowed to enter. It was not until yesterday that people were allowed to enter the city.
There was chaos outside the city. Hungry thieves from the south were plundering everywhere, which brought great enlightenment to the refugees outside the city.
Many refugees depended on the meager soup and water provided by the porridge factory every day. This time the city gate was closed and the porridge factory was closed for three days. Dozens of people starved to death outside the North Gate alone.
Those who still had the strength formed gangs to plunder everywhere. There was also news among the refugees that people outside the city ganged up to eat corpses.
The people living in Guanxiang outside the city were so frightened by the disaster that even their children had to carry a hatchet when going out. Their families were starving to death and they did not dare to bury them, so they had to bury them at home. If that didn't work, they would put them in large vats and urns.
As for the matter with the head, there was no good news from the county government either.
The government officials were unwilling to leave the city, so they needed to send the head to the capital for inspection. The county government would report the matter to Xi'an, but the trade route was not open yet, so it was still unknown whether a silver reward could be given.
"The county government also has no money. As the official said, if the heads are correct, what the county can do is reward thirteen people with promotions to one rank as usual."
Liu En sighed and said in the ancestral hall: "The fourth master and the two talented men will give the ninth grade crown and honor the body, and the other ten will be given to the righteous people with outstanding honors and exempted from handymen for five years. If you want to be an official, you will be given to the Yan'an Guards." If we actually teach three general flags and ten small flags, the county can provide them."
Liu Chengzong's expression could no longer be described as ugly.
At this point, the title given by the court to an outstanding young man is of no use.
Being an official is even more of a joke. Let's not talk about whether the general flag and the small flag can be called officials. Regarding the vacancy situation in Yan'an Guard, the officers and soldiers are risking their lives and fleeing. They kill thieves and perform meritorious service and go in?
They clapped their hands and looked at Liu Xiangyu: "Da, in the current situation, if you rob later, you will die sooner, if you rob sooner, you will die later. We can't escape. We have to choose one."
