A landed gentry.
Send people to hunt down the fifth-rank imperial official.
And they have to kill them all.
What a nonsense it sounds.
Now it is happening!
And a seventh-grade county magistrate would not stop this huge farce.
Instead, he pretended to be sick.
Is it because the county magistrate can't afford to offend the landlord gentry, or is it because the two of them have been embarrassed for a long time and are wearing a pair of trousers?
If it were someone else, Xu Yi might still investigate first, and only make a conclusion after the investigation is clear.
However, Chencang County does not need to be like this!
Chencang County Magistrate Liu Zongquan was Liu Shian's father who went to the Wang family to cause trouble some time ago.
This person is responsible for at least half of the reason why most of the people in Chencang County have left their homes.
The other half of the "credit" lies with Mr. Huang of Huangjia Town.
Today, the evidence of Liu Zongquan and Huang Silang's crimes is still placed in Xu Yi's study!
Xu Yi never expected that Liu Zongquan and Huang Silang would be dozens of times more violent than what was described in the evidence!
Don’t you kill this kind of person? Do we still want to keep him for the New Year?
Xu Yi calmed down.
Without concealing the murderous intention in his heart, he said: "Don't worry, Mr. Zhou, I will definitely make them pay with blood for this matter!"
"Not only the blood debt of fifty-one people from the Ministry of Industry! There are also the blood debts of countless Chencang people!" Xu Yi added in a deep voice.
Zhou Hongxi paused.
He knelt down directly on his knees and said sadly: "My subordinate Zhou Hongxi! The fifty-one dead colleagues of the agency department, I would like to thank you in advance for your great kindness."
Xu Yi turned sideways slightly, then quickly stepped forward to help him up.
He kept saying: "Master Zhou, you can't do it, you can't do it. As the commander-in-chief of Jing Zhaoyin and disaster relief, this is my duty!"
"What's more, the reason Lord Zhou went to Chencang was because he was ordered to do so."
"In both public and private matters, I will seek justice for Mr. Zhou and his colleagues from the Ministry of Industry!"
Zhou Hongxi stopped and felt sad, slowly stood up and solemnly thanked him again.
The words are over.
Zhou Hongxi wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.
He knelt down very solemnly and took out a key from his arms.
Then he slowly opened the wooden box placed at his feet with great solemnity.
As the wooden box opened, a thick stack of papers wrapped in oil paper appeared in front of Xu Yi's eyes.
Zhou Hongxi carefully opened the oil paper, revealing the pieces of rice paper wrapped inside.
Some of the pieces of rice paper were stained with blood, some were shabby, and some were wrinkled with obvious signs of blisters.
Zhou Hongxi squatted on the ground and sighed with red eyes.
Obviously, Zhou Hongxi and his party paid a heavy price for these rice papers.
Xu Yi did not ask why these rice papers were not carried in light packages.
The rice paper that had suffered blisters and then was exposed to the sun, but the writing and lines were still inevitably blurred, already told him the answer.
"Huh~!"
Xu Yi let out a heavy breath and wanted to open his mouth several times to comfort him. @·No mistake first release~~
But in the end, the words of comfort came to his lips and he swallowed them back.
Nothing else.
This is a blood debt!
All the words of comfort in the world will pale in front of the blood debt.
Blood debts must be repaid with blood after all.
Zhou Hongxi wiped his tears.
He sighed heavily, and then picked up the rice paper that he regarded as his life.
He stood up slowly and handed it to Xu Yi with great solemnity.
Then he said in a deep voice: "Sir, this is what was obtained in exchange for the fifty-one lives of the Du Shui Qing Li Division! Now! I will hand it over to you!"
Xu Yi's face straightened and he solemnly took the rice paper from Zhou Hongxi's hand.
Shen Sheng promised: "I won't let them die in vain!"
Zhou Hongxi looked deeply into Xu Yi's eyes.
It took quite a while.
Zhou Hongxi just looked away and grinned.
However, that smile turned out to be uglier than crying.
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Xu Yi sighed heavily and called Zhao Shou to give him some serious instructions.
Only then did Zhao Shou arrange for the government officials to send Zhou Hongxi back to the city to recuperate.
After Zhou Hongxi's carriage disappeared from the city gate.
Xu Yi raised his head and glanced at the sky, then lowered his head to look down at the numerous gathering places for victims of the disaster.
For a long time.
Xu Yi just looked away and sighed silently.
Then, he looked deeply at the wooden box lying at his feet.
After a series of planning.
Jingzhao Mansion is not short of food now.
To be precise, Jingzhao Mansion does not lack food for the time being.
What it really lacks is water! Water that can irrigate! Water that can revitalize the entire situation in Guanzhong!
The plan for the year begins in spring, and in more than half a month, the 29th year of Zhengde will be officially turned over.
By then, will spring plowing be far behind?
If we miss the thirty years of spring plowing in Zhengde, God knows when the impact of this drought will be completely subsided.
"Huh~!"
Xu Yi let out a heavy breath. Update without error@
Slowly sitting on the floor, he took out a stack of rice paper from the wooden box that drew the trend of the Guanzhong river.
With a solemn expression, he slowly flipped through the river trend map in his hand.
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In a large gathering place for victims far away from the moat.
Li Er slowly opened the tent and looked up at the sky.
After one glance, he returned to the tent again.
And lock the old door curtain again.
Walk slowly to the simple couch.
After sitting there for a long time, he murmured in a low voice: "It's the time of day. In at least half an hour, the porridge people should be here!"
The words are over.
Li Er's expression gradually became gloomy.
"Huh~!"
Li Er let out a heavy breath, stood up and cursed: "Starve the coward to death! Suffocate the bold to death! Straight bitch! Fight!"
The words are over.
Li Er suddenly pulled open the simple couch.
A heavy package was taken out from it.
Sitting on the ground carelessly, he slowly opened the package.
As the package was slowly opened, one after another exquisite or simple gold and silver jewelry appeared in front of him.
Li Erqiang suppressed the excitement in his heart and slowly opened the layer of gold and silver jewelry on the surface.
He took out a rusty dagger from the bottom.
Li Er took the gold and silver jewelry back into the package.
Then he couldn't put it down and stroked the rusty dagger in his hand.
He couldn't help but whisper: "A bowl of rice porridge and three pancakes, in exchange for such a big treasure! It's worth it! It's really worth it!"
It took quite a while.
Li Er just calmed down all his emotions.
He stuffed the dagger into his arms and then looked at the heavy package.
I couldn't help but feel embarrassed for a while.
After a while.
Li Er sighed helplessly, quickly opened the package, took out some heavy gold jewelry, and stuffed it into his arms.
At the same time, he couldn't help but comfort himself: "Where can I find the big shopkeeper? Not only that, but there are more! I don't feel bad, I don't feel bad."
Just as he was comforting himself again and again.
Suddenly a shout came from outside the tent: "Second Master Li."
Li Er came to his senses instantly and quickly hid the package.
Then he stood up and said numbly: "What are you doing?! It's soul-stirring!"
The man outside the tent paused, and then quickly said: "Second Master, the porridge cook has left the city!"
"Leaving the city?" Li Er asked in surprise.
Then he walked out of the tent quickly and looked up, and before he knew it, the time had already passed halfway.
Li Er calmed down and asked in a low voice: "Brothers, are you ready?"
"I'm ready, I'm just waiting for your words!" The man lowered his voice and said sinisterly.
Li Er nodded and then ordered: "Find a smart kid to go find Mr. Zhang Wu and tell him that I asked him to go! He will naturally understand by then."
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"Yes!" The man responded in a low voice, and then left quickly.
Li Er turned his head and took a deep look at the tent where he had lived for more than several months.
After one glance.
Li Er strode towards the victims without hesitation.
"What a bastard! Get up quickly! The porridge cook is here!" Li Er shouted loudly as he walked.
In an instant, the victims who were lying on the ground heard the word "help porridge" and slowly got up from the ground with numb faces.
Among the victims, more than a hundred young people who looked quite strong were walking among the victims.
If the victims move a little slower, they will definitely be scolded, punched and kicked by this group of young people.
While the victims were getting up, Li Er summoned more than a dozen petty leaders and whispered the details later.
"Do you understand everything?" Li Er asked sharply.
More than ten people all replied with red faces: "I understand!"
Li Er was still worried and warned him several times.
They didn't stop until all the victims got up.
Li Er waved his big hand and said in a deep voice: "Let's go! Let's go!"
Following his order, more than a hundred strong young people drove a large number of victims toward the nearest porridge shed like animals.
In the crowd, a young woman with ragged clothes and unkempt hair, her head lowered, slowly followed the team like a zombie.
Under the disheveled hair, a pair of numb eyes glanced to the sides from time to time.
For some reason, as the procession of victims slowly moved forward, the woman who was originally in the center walked directly to the edge of the procession.
while walking.
There are more and more victims on both sides of the road.
However, there are fewer and fewer strong young people in his own team.
The bully Li Er disappeared without knowing when. @·No mistake first release~~
The young woman saw the opportunity and quietly changed the team.
After seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he quickly ran towards a wood pile.
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A log pile nine miles away from the moat.
More than a dozen craftsmen stopped what they were doing when the victims were slowly moving around.
Hou Yonghui stood on the piled wood, looking at the countless victims with dull eyes.
When tens of thousands of disaster victims slowly walked towards the few large porridge sheds.
That scene can be described as more than just spectacular?
Underneath the timber.
Liu Dazhuang clenched the tool in his hand and sighed heavily.
Then he looked at Hou Yonghui above the wood and called out softly: "Hou Dianli."
Hou Yonghui heard the shouting and couldn't help lowering his head and asked: "What's wrong?"
Liu Dazhuang sighed again and said with a sad face: "Now I finally know why the Lord asked us to build the porridge shed."
Hou Yonghui couldn't help but have a smile on his face, and asked knowingly: "Why?"
Liu Dazhuang pointed at the victims who were slowly pouring towards the porridge shed and replied: "In order to allow them to eat without having to walk so far."
Hou Yonghui shook his head slightly in disbelief.
Then he calmed down and said: "Now that you know, let's work hard. If we build the porridge shed one day earlier, they can use it one day earlier."
Liu Dazhuang nodded heavily and couldn't help but hold the tool harder.
Just when he was about to say something.
Not far away, the yamen servant was walking quickly towards this side.
Seeing this, Liu Dazhuang couldn't help but shut his mouth.
In his heart, the government official was far less easy to talk to than Hou Yonghui.
The yamen servant walked quickly and shouted: "Lao Hou."
Hou Yonghui couldn't help but turn his head when he heard the sound.
"Come down quickly." The officer urged.
Hou Yonghui sighed, slowly climbed down from the wood, and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you so anxious?"
The yamen officer looked grim and said, "Is there anything wrong with you just now?"
Hou Yonghui's face paused and he said helplessly: "I'm talking about you, Lao Ma, I've said it so many times, there's nothing wrong, there's nothing wrong, why don't you believe it?"
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The yamen servant sighed heavily and said with an ugly face: "You think I want to ask again and again, I just... I just... I just don't know what's going on, I feel so flustered, I always feel... Something big is about to happen."
"There are disaster victims here, what big thing can happen?" Hou Yonghui said with a puzzled face.
"I don't know either." The yamen officer shook his head and said slowly: "Ever since the Lord told me to pay attention to something wrong, I have been feeling panicked."
"You don't know, the last time I felt like this was when Lu Dian, a fast-moving official, invited me to drink some time ago."
"If it weren't for my severe panic that time, I couldn't explain why I would have gone."
The words are over.
Hou Yonghui couldn't help but look serious, and asked quickly: "The day when Lu Dianli and Liu's son fell into the lake?"
The officer nodded heavily and said, "That's the day!"
"Shocked." Hou Yonghui's Adam's apple rolled back and forth several times, and his back was covered with a layer of cold sweat.
Hou Yonghui calmed down and said quickly: "You and I are too few after all! I will let the craftsmen and peasants help keep an eye on it now."
With the example of Lu Jindong before him, there is no reason why Hou Yonghui was not serious.
Unexpectedly.
Hou Yonghui had just finished giving orders to the craftsmen and civilians.
As soon as he turned around, he saw a woman in ragged clothes and unkempt hair, traveling at a speed far exceeding that of all the victims.
Run towards the direction where you are.
And while running, he would turn his head to look behind him from time to time. @·No mistake first release~~
It was as if someone was chasing her madly behind her.
But from Hou Yonghui's perspective, there was nothing behind the woman except the victims running away from her like zombies.
In an instant.
Hou Yonghui felt like he was drowning, with cold sweat all over his body.
The sweat beads on his forehead were like soybeans, crackling down.
Hou Yonghui trembled all over and said: "Old...Old Ma...you...you..."
"What's wrong?" The officer looked at Hou Yonghui in confusion.
Hou Yonghui's face suddenly turned red, and he finally raised his finger to point at the woman running slowly behind the Yamen servant.
Loudly said: "You...there is someone behind you!"
When the yamen servant heard this, he quickly turned his head and looked around at a speed he had never seen before in his life.
From this look, he has the intention to kill!
"It's just a woman! You're going to scare me to death!" the yamen servant complained dissatisfied.
Immediately, the officer's expression changed and he exclaimed: "That's not right!".
