The bones of the sheep and part of the mutton were distributed to the people, and Wang Xiaolie and others had much less food at night. Then they added radish, lotus root, etc., and everyone drank to their heart's content. The radishes here are particularly delicious, and everyone eats less of the pickled and fresh ones.
Wang Xiaolie looked at the howling cold wind outside the door, and felt deeply for the hardships faced by the people returning south.
The conditions in the places on the road were limited, and it was not even possible to feed them and clothe them. When Wang Xiaolie met, he could only give them a full meal. No matter how good the conditions were, it would be very difficult. You can't let your guards give up their equipment and food to them. And apart from Jiangxian, I don’t know how many people were on the road.
I feel sorry for the hardships of the people's lives, and I take a long breath to hide my tears. This is not a problem for one person, but a problem for a large group of people.
Wang Xiaolie looked at the cold wind howling at the door and sighed.
Cui Qing went to the toilet, came back and breathed in: "Good guy, it's snowing outside, there are as many snowflakes as a palm."
Wang Ruohai said: "If it snows heavily, I'm afraid we won't be able to walk tomorrow."
Wang Xiaolie was a little upset, so he stood up and said, "Go to bed early. If it doesn't snow too much, we'll be on our way early tomorrow morning."
Not long after I fell asleep, the cold wind stopped, but the snow started to fall heavily. Snowflakes were flying like goose feathers, and soon the world was covered. The world is soon covered in a layer of plain makeup. The dark night also became misty.
Wang Xiaolie lay down, but couldn't fall asleep. The lack of clothes and clothing of the people outside the door always struck the soul. There is light in their eyes, hope in their lives, and they are full of longing for the future.
In the second half of the night, Wang Xiaolie fell asleep.
Early the next morning, someone was shouting outside, and people were coming and going. Busy work.
Wang Xiaolie was woken up, sat up, and opened his mouth to curse. Fortunately, he woke up quickly and hurriedly held back. Hearing the commotion outside, he sighed and had to get up and get dressed. I washed up, opened the door and walked out.
Seeing the people around him in a hurry, Wang Xiaolie asked Cui Qing: "What's going on? Why are you all in such a panic?"
Cui Qing said: "Back to Xuanfu, the snow last night was so heavy that it collapsed the shacks where the people lived, and some people froze to death. The county magistrate was leading people to take stock, and the people here also went to help. Alas, what a crime! We were also afraid that they would freeze, so we burned a few extra basins of charcoal in the shed, and some people would fall asleep too much."
Wang Xiaolie couldn't help being stunned after hearing this. After a while, he said: "How could that be? How could someone freeze to death? I've been here for just one day, how could someone freeze to death?"
After saying that, he looked around blankly.
The snow has stopped, the wind has stopped, and everything is covered with silver. The early morning sun reflects on the snow, creating a beautiful and splendid light. Those panicked people seemed to be running in the painting. At this moment, Wang Xiaolie seemed to have forgotten what people were doing.
Suddenly, Wang Xiaolie suddenly woke up. Asked Cui Qingdao: "How many people died?"
Cui Qing said: "The county magistrate is counting, but we don't know yet."
Wang Xiaolie looked up at the rising sun, which was bright red. The fiery red sun seemed to turn into a smiling face, outlining the appearance of the little girl yesterday.
Quickly walking out of the inn, Wang Xiao looked at the sheds where the people lived. The snow was so heavy that it collapsed the roof of the shed and extinguished the fire in the brazier below. There was a curtain around the shed at night, and there was a charcoal fire inside, so it wasn't very cold. When the roof of the shed collapsed, the cool breeze came in, and many people lost their lives in their sleep.
Wang Xiaolie looked at it for a while and didn't know what to say. He stood next to the shed with a cold face.
The county magistrate was busy rescuing people, inside and outside, without saying a word. Wang Xiaolie's people came to help and listened to the county magistrate's orders.
Wang Xiaolie's rule here is that you can't have multiple leaders in politics, and everything must have a commander. Generally speaking, once the commander is determined, no matter how high-ranking the officials are, they will obey his orders on this matter. If you have any opinions, I’ll talk about it after the incident. If officials fail to obey orders, they will be punished afterwards.
After a long time, the county magistrate came to report.
Wang Xiaolie asked: "How many people died? How many were injured? How many people are there in total?"
The county magistrate said: "A total of sixty-eight people stayed here last night, and seventeen of them died. Not to mention those who were slightly injured, almost all of these people were injured. Thirteen people were seriously injured, eight of whom were afraid Lifelong disability. Alas——"
Wang Xiaolie nodded. Looking at the people being carried away, he said: "The dead should be buried properly, and the injured should be treated well, including those with minor injuries. I brought a military doctor with me when I came. I couldn't walk for a few days, so I just happened to help. Those who are not dead. , we must also treat them well. What can we do if we encounter this kind of thing?"
The county magistrate said yes.
Wang Xiaolie added: "As a small county in Jiang County, if you are in trouble with money or food, you can ask my entourage for help. In the event of a natural disaster, you should be rescued."
The county magistrate was overjoyed and quickly thanked him.
Rescuing sixty or seventy people doesn't sound like a difficult task. But for Jiangxian, a small county, it has indeed exceeded its capabilities. The population was originally only tens of thousands. After the war, not even one out of ten remained. Now the entire county has a combined population of only a few thousand. In later generations, it was just a larger village, and it was really difficult for people to shoulder the functions of a county.
There are many counties like this in Hedong, and Wang Xiaolie felt a headache just looking at them. When will this kind of county return to normal? It's hard to say. Normally, this kind of county can only provide assistance now, but cannot ask for it. But tens of thousands of troops are in Jinzhou, close to Chichi, how can they not collect food and husband?
Several times, Wang Xiaolie wanted to say not to collect food from this kind of county, but he held back the words. To do this well, many responsible officials are needed to carefully inspect and verify it. But now, where can Wang Xiaolie find someone? If there are no people, if we don’t recruit them from here, we will recruit them from somewhere else. In fact, the pressure was directly placed on the troops at the front. What mistakes did the troops make? To bear this pressure.
The rear headquarters must coordinate these matters and not put pressure on the troops. It is not possible for a commander to treat his head when he has a headache and his feet when his feet are sore. In the end, trouble will occur.
People often imagine that they are generals, prime ministers, kings, and marquises, because they only see their splendor and do not think about their responsibilities. Their responsibilities do not allow them to say whatever comes to mind, but rather consider the impact on others if it can be accomplished. If you really think about it, this character is no longer desirable.
At the end, Wang Xiaolie could only sigh.
After the personnel count was completed, several officers carried the dead bodies to prepare for cremation. Except for some who have no relatives, most people have to take their bones to their hometowns for burial even if they die. Even if they can't return to their hometown, returning their bones and taking a look at the landscape of their hometown is a kind of sustenance.
Wang Xiaolie looked at the little girl again.
She stood next to a corpse, looking at the corpse on the stretcher with tears in her eyes. The feeling of crying but not being able to cry is heartbreaking.
There was no light in her eyes, only sadness. There is a trace of confusion in the sadness, not knowing where the road is. Perhaps for her, what would happen if she returned to her hometown? The people are gone. Hometown may be a strange place.
Wang Xiaolie looked at her and was also very sad. What saddens him the most is that there is no light in her eyes and no longing for the future.
These are the people under their rule. They have birth, old age, sickness and death, joy, sorrow, hope, despair, their lives.
To this society, everyone is insignificant. Life and death, health or illness, society will eventually develop. But everyone is a part of society and is extremely important to society. With every person gone, society changes. It's just that the changes are big and small, some obvious and some not obvious.
People often call this relationship a dialectical relationship, and we need to look at the world dialectically. In fact, there is nothing to argue about. The world is what it is, we just didn’t have enough understanding before. The so-called dialectics may seem correct, but it is actually wrong.
In the world as it is, there is no dialectics or machinery, just methods added by humans. But once you treat this way of looking at things as a kind of belief, you are on the wrong track.
The Diamond Sutra says that all conditioned phenomena are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be observed in this way. Buddhism talks about the emptiness of dependent origination. The important thing is to realize it, and finally realize the word emptiness. What do you actually realize? How can you realize the meaning of emptiness? The world is originally such a world, and the mortal world is such a mortal world.
The little girl raised her head and glanced at Wang Xiaolie. He lowered his head again and looked at his relatives on the stretcher, his dead relatives.
At this moment, Wang Xiaolie had a glimmer of enlightenment. But what it is, I can’t tell.
At this moment, Wang Xiaolie felt that he transcended all religions and beliefs in the world. At this moment, Wang Xiaolie finally understood that the world was the way it was and had only one look. This kind of look becomes diverse in the eyes of various eyes.
