The first light of dawn appeared, and a thin layer of cold air filled the air outside Yingge City.
The garrison soldiers at the West Gate were dressed in cool clothes and hung upside down on the flagpole. They were strung together like monkeys fishing for the moon, performing acrobatics and blowing the cool breeze.
There are many people walking below the city, all of whom are farmers who come to sell vegetables, buy food, seek medical treatment and find work.
Everyone knew that the garrison soldiers here could not be so close to the people, so they all stopped and watched.
There was a kind of cold shout that was so cold that the onlookers couldn't help but tighten their clothes. In view of the bizarre situation, they asked each other about the reason.
A group of beggars were leaning under the wall. They were in ragged clothes and had sallow complexions, but they could not conceal a sense of relief.
According to insiders, beggars beg here all day long, and the governor often orders them out because they think it is an eyesore.
As soon as the city gate opened in the morning, the garrison came to chase them away. Every day, beggars were beaten until they howled like wolves.
Although the situation is not good, no one is willing to leave. Occasionally, some kind people will give you some food if you stay. If you leave, you will definitely die in the wilderness.
Let's just eat and eat to survive. Anyway, we won't be able to survive the cold winter this year.
There are more and more beggars, and life becomes more and more difficult.
However, I heard that beggars were causing trouble recently, and the Protector's recruitment of troops and food was not going well, so he immediately took action and sent additional garrison troops to beat beggars when they met them.
Everything else went smoothly, except for the difficulty outside the west city.
As soon as the guards grabbed the beggars and killed them, a strange little beggar suddenly appeared from the corner. He kicked and punched him, and in a blink of an eye, all his minions were stripped naked, only wrapped in a fig leaf and hung in strings. on the flagpole.
The scene at that time was probably very interesting, and the person who stated the incident couldn't help laughing while talking.
However, when asked about the appearance and origin of the little beggar, there are different opinions on the height, shortness, fatness and thinness. In addition to the fact that he is about the age of dancing spoons, there are also different opinions on his clothes, appearance and appearance.
After asking around, the listeners were all dumbfounded, as if they were not the same person present.
Du Ruozhou was secretly amazed, thinking that it was definitely a very clever deception, and it would look different in the eyes of outsiders. Everyone who saw it saw and said different things, and if it was spread, it would be regarded as a fabricated false story.
The soldiers returning from grabbing food felt ashamed when they saw the group of fellow sufferers. Unfortunately, the flagpole was too high and it was difficult to rescue them, so they had to use their swords to chop down the flags to save the people.
For these idiots hanging on the flag, if you don't fall to death, you're lucky, if you fall to death, just think of it as sacrificing your life to serve the country.
After a few cuts, it was suddenly reported that the Duhufu opened a warehouse to release grain to help the people.
The crowd dispersed upon hearing the news. It was a pity that the protector had always been greedy and greedy, but his conscience finally found out!
As for those who are hanging on, just hang on for a while. The sun is rising and it will definitely be cold for a while.
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The Duhu is the commander-in-chief of a city, responsible for the defense and public security of the area, and responsible for conquering bandits.
It is deplorable that since he took office, the governor of Qin did not care about solidarity with the people. He also increased the corvee without authorization, built large-scale warehouses to store grain, and plundered the people's wealth.
The people hated him deeply. Although they refused to believe that the thief was willing to open a warehouse to provide disaster relief, they still tried their luck with a glimmer of hope.
Not long after, people all over the city rushed to tell each other. They all said that the Qin Governor personally went out to distribute grain, and every two people in the household could receive one dou.
All the people were happy and rushed to receive the life-saving food.
In the early years, the area around Tonghe Lane in the south of the city was the place where the Yan family lived. After the accident, it became deserted. The government demolished private houses to build warehouses, and collected money and grain every year based on the harvest per acre and the number of residents to prevent disasters.
Later, when war broke out, the Duhu Mansion imposed exorbitant levies and collected millions of dan of grain, which was regarded as the lifeblood of the imperial court's resistance to adversity in the southern border.
Du Ruozhou followed the crowd to join in the fun. As soon as he stepped here, he suddenly missed Yan Ci.
As soon as we said goodbye to Youmo Mountain, the ghost's clever whereabouts became a mystery. Counting the time, we found that we hadn't seen each other for about sixteen years.
There are a lot of news about his whereabouts. Some say that he has returned to the sea, some say that he has gone to the wilderness, and some say that he is living in Tongchenyuan to practice the secret art of separation.
He said it seriously, but he couldn't stand the questioning. However, no one really cared. After all, with the Wushan Goddess watching, the guy couldn't run far.
In the early years, Du Ruozhou went into seclusion to attack the realm. He heard from Yu Lu that Yan Ci had returned to Luojia Mountain, but experienced several troubles during that period, and finally left the mountain sadly. Since then, there has been no news in Zhaixingyuan. .
Some of his colleagues tried their best to search for him, but there was still no news.
Thinking about the strange things he encountered along the way from Coiyi Mountain to Yingge City, Du Ruozhou couldn't help but suspect that a ghost was secretly causing trouble.
Pretending to be a mountain god to fight off evil and bring peace to the people, turning into a beggar to tease Qiang Liang, behaving in such a weird and boring manner is exactly what Yan Ci is good at.
The more I thought about Du Ruozhou, the more enthusiastic I became. After all these things, it turned out that Gui Ji Ning was still so unimproved.
Further ahead is the food distribution point. Almost half of the soldiers in the city are on the move, moving and weighing food in a hurry.
The atmosphere in the city was high. Although half a bucket of food was not much, but mixed with some wild vegetables, tree buds and fruits, it could barely last for a while.
Food is the most important thing for the people, so naturally there will be fewer people scolding officials when their stomachs are not empty.
As soon as the resentment dissipated, some people praised Qin Duhu as a great good man and a living Bodhisattva.
It was a pity that the living Bodhisattva could not protect himself at this time. The Lord Protector was hung by a hemp rope under the plaque of the charity warehouse to suppress the scene. He was painted with a scrawled smoky make-up. The eye sockets looked like they had been smoked by charcoal fire, and they were smudged, creating a red, blood-black color. It creates a bold sense of layering and makes the panda eyes deep and charming.
The Protector-General works hard for the people, and enjoying some special treatment is in line with public expectations, and no one feels jealous.
Not only was she not jealous, there was even a cold-hearted beauty who disliked the poor treatment and stood by to instruct the two government servants to serve him with water and fire sticks.
The beauty's white clothes are cold and broken, and her temperament is like winter plum blossoms standing proudly in the snow. She is as cold as a bone. If she notices something unsatisfactory when putting out food, she will be rewarded with sticks and sticks, and she is only allowed to laugh and not cry.
The soldiers present were frightened, secretly lamenting the hard work of the guards while doing their work neatly and with an extremely gentle attitude.
This drama was performed really brilliantly, and the people all over the city were moved to tears.
Du Ruozhou didn't dare to move because he couldn't believe that the person in front of him who was showing off his power was actually Qu Yuyi. Could it be that this woman had stripped off the armor of the garrison in the west of the city? This is too immoral!
Qu Yuyi was as usual, with an icy posture, and the corners of his brows and eyes were filled with coldness and arrogance. The only difference was that his cultivation level had made another breakthrough.
Du Ruozhou suddenly felt inferior. Not to mention Han Bing, the latecomer, even Qu Yuyi had reached the stage of infant transformation in a short period of time. What a bunch of monsters!
After the battle at Zixia Mountain, the cultivation world was faced with the dilemma of a sharp decline in successors. It also regarded the witch Han Chan as a hidden danger, and Tongchenyuan half-locked the mountain gate, no longer recruiting new talents.
Yuan Muyun optimized his control, bestowed pills, magic weapons and other items to equip his disciples in batches, striving to create an elite force that could destroy the enemy.
Yu Lu, Susha Qingying, Du Ruozhou and other outstanding players are all lucky. They have been piled up with countless rare treasures and have become the backbone of Tongchenyuan that cannot be ignored.
At this time, Luojia Mountain was filled with either elites in the fusion stage or pillars in the infant stage, and the scene took on a completely new look.
This caused a group of old elders to sigh and complain that they were born at the wrong time.
According to the past speed of cultivation, it is normal to advance to the infant stage at seven or eight hundred years of age. If it is slightly earlier than one or twenty years, it will be regarded as a monster. Right now, these rookies are just so lucky that they have shortened the time to advance in half. They are simply the best among monsters.
Du Ruozhou often played tricks next to Lin Mo, Qi Jingwei and others, saying that he found a spiritual object but was reluctant to use it. Should he keep it to make a coffin?
Others are also wondering, is the hard and simple morality of the older generation noble and pedantic in order to inherit the Taoist sect?
Du Ruozhou was so full of thoughts that he didn't notice the soldier filling the measuring bucket with food. He even didn't respond when he was called several times.
This made Qin Duhu suffer another disaster. Seeing Qu Yuyi's eyes condensed, the Duhu himself screamed for a beating. The two Yamen servants rose and fell with their sticks. They were beaten so hard that they didn't dare to say a word. The theatergoers fell there and screamed.
Du Ruozhou was a little embarrassed and said with a smile: "Amitabha, this little pawn speaks in a low voice. I don't know if I am deaf. Look, it will make our protector suffer along with him. It's a sin. It's a sin."
The surrounding pawns were stunned, and the surrounding people were stunned, secretly cursing this dead man for being evil-hearted and lacking any sympathy. Isn’t it enough for the guardian to be beaten miserably?
There is nothing that a fat beating cannot handle, and there is no person that a fat beating cannot deal with.
Qin Duhu was tidied up by his family members and promised to change his mind in the future. He only left military rations and seeds for next spring's plowing, and all the remaining grains were used for relief to relieve the poor.
Qu Yuyi just listens to it, that's enough.
The sooner you wake up, the fewer sticks you need to add. If you want to save your head and continue to enjoy the blessings, you must remember to eat and even beat. What's more, what he says is a military order, and he will never go back on it.
Furthermore, by leaving this thief to lead the army to guard Yingge City, he can resist the rebels' iron march southward and ensure public security.
Qin Duhu was lucky enough to survive. He was happy and sad at the same time. Wiping away his tears, he looked up and saw that the beauty and the black-hearted man who said sarcastic words were gone.
The two yamen servants threw down the water and fire sticks and hurriedly stepped forward to help him. As expected, the Protector kept his word and told him to keep the food well. Then he asked a few soldiers to hold it carefully, and then he was sent to the mansion to recuperate, groaning all the way.
The theme song is sung beautifully, and the interludes are not bad either.
For a dignified imperial official to eat sticks in public, in the eyes of ordinary people, it is a rare event that is never seen in a lifetime.
The people all over the city were happy and relieved of their hatred. They all said that I would vomit out whatever I had eaten.
In just one day, news of the grain release spread around the area. People in the jurisdiction rushed into Yingge City to receive relief grain, and the famine was temporarily alleviated.
During this period, Tongchenyuan sympathized with the suffering of the people and sent cultivators many times to perform rain spells to help the people fight drought. Although this move can meet the needs of one place and one time, it is ultimately a drop in the bucket for the tens of thousands of victims.
I heard that some Taoist sects saw that the southern border was suffering from drought, so they beat drums, offered wine, and set up altars at the junction of the northern and southern lands to pray for rain. All the disciples knelt down and chanted sutras day and night, burning Dharma books and spiritual incense, hoping to use the rain from the north to eliminate disasters.
Who would have thought that there would be no rain in the south, but instead there would be several more heavy rains in the waterlogged areas? The sky has no eyes!
At that time, the people were even more absurd. They tied straws to the dragon's back and burned the dragon's back. They caught fake drought monsters and killed fake monsters. They had nothing to do all day long. They gathered in the morning, noon and evening to sing rain-praying songs and burn incense to pray for rain.
There was even a rumor that the weather was bad, and three black dogs were captured, dressed and hatted in the Chenghuang Temple, carefully decorated with rouge paint, and paraded through the streets in a sedan chair.
When people on the street meet a dog, they point their fingers at it, spitting and then laughing wildly, thereby mocking the three gods of the sun, moon and stars, hoping to provoke the sky and make it rain.
After trying all kinds of methods, God is determined, and droughts and floods remain the same.
In recent months, I heard that the Xuanyuan family compiled a letter and entrusted it to the dragon clan with treasures in the sea, imploring the Dragon Lord and Dragon Queen to take pity on all living beings and send clouds and rain.
This move attracted the praise of monk Zhou Tian. Unfortunately, Xinglong was filled with resentment and refused to get rid of the grudge. There is no accurate news yet.
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