Qin Geng came to the stone faucet. The stone trough was clean.
After observing for a while, he realized something was wrong and punched the stone dragon head.
The internal force of more than three thousand years, like an overwhelming force, shattered the stone faucet in an instant.
Rumble…
The Dragon Cave shook violently, and sand rustled down, as if it would collapse in the next moment.
Qin Geng's expression changed. Even if his body was strong and he was buried a hundred meters deep, he would still be seriously injured. Just as he was about to escape, the dragon cave stopped shaking, as if nothing happened.
Qin Gengzheng was shocked and confused.
A piece of animal skin painting was spit out from the broken dragon head. The painting was of a hundred beasts escaping, including a lifelike real dragon.
Qin Geng was shocked. Could this be something that happened in history?
Suddenly, Qin Geng thought of what Sunflower Eunuch said in his diary. This star was originally a training star, but for some reason it became an ordinary star.
After looking at the animal skin paintings carefully, Qin Geng was filled with doubts. There was obviously nothing chasing him, so why were they running away?
Hey, Qin Geng found three small characters on the left that were similar to oracle bone inscriptions.
What's the meaning?
Could it be that the transformation of this planet from a cultivation planet to an ordinary planet has something to do with this painting?
The next days.
Qin Geng devoted himself to learning oracle bone inscriptions.
However, the number of people who know how to do this is almost negligible.
Qin Geng's progress was very slow.
On this day, a new guest came to Cell No. 1, Tianlao Dizi.
Lu Tianxiong had an army under his command called the Tianxiong Army, which was the last effective army in Dafeng. He was arrested because he refused to fight. The real reason was that the court did not pay the soldiers, so he was powerless.
Qin Geng carried the porridge bucket to the cell and saw the other party drawing on the wall. He smiled and said, "Superintendent, it's time to eat."
Qin Geng admired this person very much.
He was the last minister to work in Dafeng. It is not an exaggeration to say that he was the Great Wall of Dafeng.
Lu Tianxiong glanced at it lightly and said, "The porridge is not to my liking."
"Is wine and meat to suit the Governor's taste?"
"Okay, but I don't have any money."
Lu Tianxiong said.
In order to fight for the war, he spent all his money on poverty.
"I'm asking the Supervisor. I just want the Supervisor to do me a little favor."
Qin Geng found out that Governor Lu was not only a lover of ancient writing for three consecutive generations, but also had considerable attainments in ancient writing.
"good"
Lu Tianxiong agreed readily.
After a while, Lu Tianxiong looked at the food and wine on the two tables with a confused expression.
He swallowed and said, "It's too much, I can't finish it."
Qin Geng smiled and said: "If you can't finish eating, give it to the refugees outside."
As the war situation collapsed, hundreds of thousands of refugees gathered in the capital.
People who don't have enough to eat are everywhere.
When Lu Tianxiong heard this, he started eating and drinking, not looking like a scholar at all.
Qin Geng was not surprised. This man was not just a civil servant. He had also been admitted as a martial arts scholar.
Lu Tianxiong ate this meal for a full hour.
After burping, Lu Tianxiong asked: "What's going on? If you ask for help, I can't help you for the time being."
Qin Geng pushed a piece of paper with three oracle bone inscriptions copied in front of Lu Tianxiong.
Lu Tianxiong looked down and said in surprise: "Ancient text"
Then started researching.
After about a stick of incense, Lu Tianxiong pointed to the last word and said: "This is the thought picture."
Qin Geng rolled his eyes, everyone knew the last word of Niantu.
"I want to figure out the remaining words carefully."
Lu Tianxiong frowned.
Then, for many days, I still didn’t research it.
Qin Geng spent several thousand taels of silver on food and drink.
Originally, there was no need for so much. As supplies in the capital became increasingly scarce, the prices of food and drink were rising steadily.
On this day, Qin Geng, who had been watching for a long time, said: "What if there is another scene of animals escaping?"
Lu Tianxiong looked at Qin Geng suddenly and smiled: "I know, the second one is to read the disaster."
It turns out that the second word means disaster.
Qin Geng asked eagerly: "Where is the first word?"
Lu Tianxiong lowered his head again.
After looking at it for a while, I really couldn't see it, so I simply threw the picture aside.
Come to the picture of the world situation painted on the wall.
In the northwest, the barbarians blocked the border at any time, and the northern peasant army joined forces.
Huangxianzhi in the south has already sent troops to surrounding provinces.
The situation is extremely dangerous.
What should I do to save Dafeng?
Qin Geng came behind Lu Tianxiong and comforted him: "As long as the supervisor goes out, he will be able to turn the tide."
What I was thinking was, don't bother, you can't save Dafeng.
Hurry, go south and throw yourself at Huang Xianzhi.
"Back then, Yu Su and his first assistant called themselves a paper craftsman. How dare I claim to be able to turn the tide?"
Lu Tianxiong's face was full of sorrow.
The whole person seemed to have aged many years all of a sudden.
He felt so tired and didn't know what to do.
Qin Geng said: "If His Majesty lets you out, which one will you fight first? The barbarians, the northern peasant army, or the southern Huang Xianzhi?"
Lu Tianxiong said categorically: "Southern Huangxianzhi, this person is a problem for the elbows and armpits."
Then, Lu Tianxiong shook his head again: "Dafeng has no money or food."
Qin Geng smiled and said: "Maybe after today, we should have money and food."
Lu Tianxiong had a puzzled expression on his face.
Money and food can still fall from the sky.
now.
In the palace.
Hong Chengqian, who was almost out of shape and had bloodshot eyes, sat on the dragon chair.
The square was filled with white, plump and energetic civil and military officials.
The rustling autumn wind made the clothes of the ministers flutter.
The animals on the clothes became vivid, as if a group of animals had broken into the palace.
Hong Chengqian, who is young and has gray hair on his temples, said with sincerity in his eyes: "Now that the imperial court is facing a life and death crisis, all of you should contribute if you have the money and ability to do so."
All civil and military officials were like ducks eating, lowering their heads and pretending to be deaf and dumb.
Since ancient times, the only way to keep money is to put it in your pocket, and there is no reason to take it out.
Murong Chong on the side couldn't help but said: "The country has supported scholars for hundreds of years, it's time to repay the favor."
Suddenly, the situation exploded. Several ministers and censors jumped out to impeach Murong Chong, a military general, for meddling in political affairs many times.
He even secretly accused him of leading the emperor to evil.
Murong Chong's face turned pale.
Hit someone or not slap them in the face, these people are so abominable.
Hong Chengqian said displeased: "What we are discussing today is donating money."
The ministers fell silent again.
Some looked at the ants on the ground, some had their heads in a daze, some were thinking about which brothel to go to at night, some were wondering whether to donate fifty taels of silver or a hundred taels of silver...
Hong Chengqian said angrily: "Are you just going to watch Dafeng perish like this?"
This is serious.
The first assistant stood up bravely and said: "I will donate one hundred taels."
Then, ministers donated money one after another.
None of them exceed one hundred taels.
More than two hundred ministers, together, donated only more than 10,000 taels.
It's not that the minister is unwilling to donate more, but that he donates more so that he doesn't appear to be a corrupt official.
