The next day.
Early in the morning, everyone in the city was talking about it among the people coming and going.
"What happened last night?" The people didn't have much impression of what happened last night.
I saw the man on the side looking at him and saying inquiringly: "Yesterday, those rebels attacked the city, didn't you know?"
"I know." The common man replied.
"You know you still ask?"
"No. I'm talking about what happened to the rebels yesterday. It's like nothing happened in the city." The common man asked.
"That's right. I heard that the rebel army has occupied this government office. The officials from the government office have already fled."
"Do you think those rebels are good or bad to us? They won't occupy the city and seize our food, right?"
"I don't know."
As soon as the two men finished speaking, they saw many people gathering in front of them, talking about it, but they didn't see what was attracting them.
"Let's go take a look too."
"good."
The two young men walked up quickly together and blended in with the onlookers.
I saw two wooden signs standing in front of them, with calligraphy written on them.
The sign on the left says:
Dear fathers and mothers in Nanjian Fucheng, we are a team that strives to bring peace to the people so that they can live a good life. If you, fathers and mothers, are willing to join us, you can come forward and join us on the left hand side.
The sign on the right reads:
Our team originally planned not to take anything from the people, but today is autumn and is about to turn to winter. We have no choice but we are not forcing it. If you are willing, you can give us or lend us some food. When we reach the capital, we will definitely give it to you. The food will be doubled and returned to the villagers. Those who are willing to donate or borrow can come forward to donate or donate at the right hand corner.
On the stage, Zheng Zhui and Chun Xu were standing, and two tables to the side were sitting behind Lin Baiyang and Han Muxin.
Among them, the person behind the table on the left is Lin Baiyang, and the person behind the table on the right is Han Muxin.
Good guy, isn't this position a little different?
Looking at the ordinary man behind the table on the left, and then at the pretty good-looking woman on the right, the young man who knew how to read looked at it and shouted to the people on the stage:
"If we give you food, will you really promise to pay us back double the amount?"
After listening to the words of the young man below, Chunxu smiled slightly and replied: "Don't worry. Our team is a team that fights for peace for the people and allows them to live a good life. What we do is natural. For your sake. As long as the food is lent to us, we will record it in the book one by one. When we arrive in the capital, the food will be returned to you one by one according to the records on the book. "
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"Do you really mean what you say?" Hundreds of people asked, "How about you make an oath?"
"Okay," Chunxu said, "A gentleman's words are hard to follow. If I don't return the food to you, I, Zhang Chunxu, will be struck by lightning!"
"Okay!" The people below all showed happy faces.
To this day, Chunxu still has not said his true name, perhaps because he has not yet reached the time he wants.
With Chunxu's words, people soon came to donate their food, including men, women, old and young.
However, there are not many people who are willing to donate food. On the contrary, there are many people who lend them food. Perhaps everyone is thinking about getting double the food.
However, despite Chunxu's few words of promise just now, some people are still worried.
At this time, he had just recorded the food for the people and was about to step off the stage. He turned around, looked at the person who had just made the promise, and asked: "We have lent the food to you. In case anything happens, What happened to you during the battle? Who will return this food to us then?"
After hearing this, the people who were busy lending them food stopped and looked at Chunxu and Zheng Chui on the stage.
"That's right. People will inevitably die in this war. If you make a mistake, won't our food donation be in vain?" said one hundred people.
"That's right." Several people followed.
The smile on Chunxu's face disappeared, and all eyes turned to this man who was about forty or fifty years old.
After taking a look at Zheng Zhui, Chunxu promised again: "Don't worry, this food will be returned to you. If I make any mistake, I will ask Zheng Zhui next to me to return it. In short, if If I make any mistake, my brothers will return the food to you."
After hearing this, the man felt relieved, and so did the people who lent them food, and continued to walk forward and record.
At this time, on both sides of the stage, Lin Baiyang and Zhu Han Muxin were busy recording.
As for those who are literate, there is He Yuhong, but He Yuhong has already led his brothers to occupy the remaining cities. Zheng Chui can't read many words. Although Song Yangbing and Feng Zishi They are literate people, but Chunxu doesn't want to trouble them.
Cen Rong sat next to Han Muxin, looking at the ink in the inkstone. When there was no inkstone, she rubbed it. Sometimes she looked left and right.
Zheng Chui was mainly responsible for Lin Baiyang's ink. When he didn't have it, he would polish it. Sometimes, he would just stand on the stage and look at the people under the stage, seeming to feel a sense of elation.
The sun did not appear frequently today. Instead, it shyly hid behind the clouds.
Therefore, it is not that hot today, and the breeze is quite cool.
In the evening, it was cool in the city and I didn't feel any heat at all.
Today, Chunxu and the others
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A lot of vegetables were collected, which were barely enough for more than 100,000 people to eat for a while.
Whether it can survive this winter is not yet certain.
The reason why those people were willing to donate part of their food was simply because they thought that when the rebels invaded the capital, the food they donated would be doubled. Furthermore, with today's Chunxu, If you say that, those people who are willing to donate are just thinking that the more they donate, the more they will get.
Throughout the day today, some more people joined the team.
The more brothers, the more mouths, and the food will naturally be a little urgent. But now Chunxu is thinking about confronting the main force of the three provinces of the Great Mo Dynasty in the near future. The more people, the better, and of course he must have strength. That's it.
Now, not long after they occupied this provincial capital, Chunxu also wanted to let his brothers rest for two days and occasionally do some work during the day.
Now Lin Xubai, He Yuhong and the others are still on their way to occupy the city and have not returned yet. If they want to explain anything, they have to wait until they come back.
Thinking about this period of time, I have been busy every day and have hardly relaxed.
Suddenly, Chunxu stood up, looked up at the sky full of stars today, and was about to walk out.
At this time, Han Muxin and Cen Rong came over after seeing Chunxu's appearance.
"Brother Chunxu!" Han Muxin shouted sweetly.
This sound made the brothers resting on the side so envious. They probably were thinking that it would be great if someone called them like this.
Hearing this shout, Chunxu stopped and looked back, seeing Han Muxin and Cen Rong.
"What's the matter?" Chunxu asked.
"Are you going out?" Han Muxin asked.
Chunxu nodded slightly: "I'll go for a walk."
I saw Han Muxin with a smile on his face: "Just in time, I also want to go out for a walk."
Listening to these words and looking at this scene, the brothers around him were so envious.
Chunxu did not refuse and responded: "Okay."
Cen Rong followed Miss Han Muxin and walked towards the street with the leader Chunxu.
However, Chunxu did not choose to walk on this street, but chose to walk outside the city. Perhaps Chunxu didn't like this lively scene.
A breeze blew, blowing the strands of Chunxu's hair.
"Brother Chunxu, don't you like the bustling scene in the city?" Han Muxin asked.
Looking at the silent lake surface and the big stone on the side, Chunxu squatted down and sat on the big stone.
"Yes." Chunxu responded.
Han Muxin also sat on the stone with a smile on his face.
"Why?" Han Muxin asked curiously.
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