"Your Highness, the road ahead has collapsed, and it has rained heavily for several days, and all the roads south of Xiangzhou have been broken, and not only that, but there are also many more victims. "Yun Zhe was dressed in a hat and came from the front to beat a horse.

Shang Jue frowned when he heard this, the roads were all broken, and they had no way to take the land route.

"How's that on the other side of the waterway? Or is there no boat to go?"

Yun Zhe nodded, "The tributary of the Min River here in Xiangzhou is called the Guan River, the Guan River is a flood, the wharf has been washed out, we can only go from Xiangzhou to Yuzhou and get on the boat in Yuzhou." ”

After nearly March, Shu also entered the rainy season, and the heavy rain in the past few days has caused flooding in many places north of Shu in the whole country, and it is conceivable that when it starts to rain in the south, most of Shu will be troubled by floods.

As he was talking, he suddenly saw a group of ragged homeless people walking on the official road in front of him, it was raining heavily, these people were drenched in the rain, carrying simple burdens, and staggered in the direction of Xiangzhou City, among which there were old people, women and children, who looked very embarrassed and pitiful.

It has been raining heavily for many days, and there have been no pedestrians on the road, and this group of homeless people probably didn't expect to see Shang Jue and others on the side of the road, plus Shang Jue's group of more than ten people are all dressed in black and hats, so it looks like they are not small, so this pedestrian is particularly far away when they walk in front of Shang Jue and others.

Shang Jue looked at these homeless people and frowned slightly, the floods in Shu will definitely continue to intensify until the summer, and they must be very headaches in the past half a year, but these are not as important as the illness of the day and night.

He didn't know what Chaoxi's illness was, but with the ferocity of Chaoxi's illness, he couldn't rest assured, he wasn't afraid that she would hurt someone, he was only afraid that she would hurt himself.

"Your Highness—"

Yun Zhe suddenly spoke, Shang Jue came back to his senses, followed his gaze, and immediately saw a young man in shabby clothes walking towards him, it was a young man in his twenties, his face was very handsome, he seemed to be a scholar, this person was pale in the rain, and at this moment he trembled and walked up to them, and opened his mouth hoarsely.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I wonder if you have any food on you?" said the young man with an embarrassed face, and then looked back at the group of homeless people who had already walked over, "There is a child over there, seriously ill, and has not eaten for a few days, we are from Qinzhou, and the silver on our bodies has been spent, and there is nothing to eat, I wonder if you can give a little? Just a little, save the child......

There are honest middle-aged men in the group, and the others are all old people, women and children, this young man is the only one who can speak, Shang Jue nodded when he heard this, Yun Zhe hurriedly untied the dry food bag on his body, they were in a hurry, and the small roads they had taken along the way in order to hurry had not been replenished, in fact, their dry food was not much.

Yun Zhe untied the dry food, Shang Jue looked at a few other people, and those people also untied their dry food bags.

The scholar originally asked for a meal ration for the child, but he didn't expect that the dry food given by Shang Jue was enough for the child to eat for several days, and the scholar took a bag, and when the other people's dry food bags were untied, he didn't take all of them.

He hesitated for a moment, took only two of the bags, and then thanked him repeatedly.

"Thank you for your kindness, there are still two days to go to Xiangzhou Kuaima, how can you get all the dry food with me? ”

Shang Jue frowned, more than a dozen of them were fast horses, but this group of people were all on foot, and they were still a group of old and weak patients, so they were afraid that they might not be able to reach it if they had to walk for six or seven days.

Yun Zhe saw Shang Jue's doubts, and hurriedly asked, "You are also going to Xiangzhou, right?

The scholar knew that Shang Jue and the others were well-wishers, and he did not hide it, "You don't know, there is a Lingyan Temple fifty miles ahead, and now we are going to go there first, I heard that there is a senior monk there who has been helping the victims these days, and we plan to go there first to treat the child's illness and get some dry food before continuing to go." ”

Saying this, the scholar looked at the gloomy sky, "Lingyan Temple is halfway up the mountain in front, not far away, although it seems that you are in a hurry, but it seems that there will be heavy rain at night later, so you can also go to Lingyan Temple to avoid the night." ”

"Okay, we got it. Yun Zhe responded, and the scholar thanked him again and again before going back with a few bags of dry food, and there was a burst of surprise in the crowd over there, and several women knelt down in front of Shang Jue.

Shang Jue was dressed in a black coat, and the cloak outside covered half of his face, he only nodded to the pedestrian when he saw this, and then he rode away, and Yun Zhe followed behind him, "Master, do you want to go to Lingyan Temple to take refuge?" In this weather, if it rains too much tonight, we can't go." ”

The black clouds on the horizon are rolling, the already huge rain has a tendency to get bigger, and at night the mountain road is muddy, and the torches can't be lit, so there is really no way to hurry, Shang Jue is a little unwilling, but he looked at the dozen or so tired guards behind him who were so tired that their eyes were red and their lips were cracked, and nodded, "Then rest for the night." ”

The voice fell, Shang Jue walked west without saying much, they had never rested all night since they set off, this was the first time, the guards knew that he was anxious, so they naturally followed without complaint, but if it went on like this, he was afraid that he would fall when he arrived at Baling.

Touching the stubble on his cheek, Shang Jue sighed heavily.

What the scholar said was very accurate, Shang Jue and his entourage walked west for half an hour and faintly saw the location of the Lingyan Temple, along the mountain road, and soon saw a small temple hidden in the verdant mountains and forests, the rain became heavier and heavier, Shang Jue and several people hit the horse to the temple gate in front of the temple, only to see the temple door wide open, standing outside can also see the porridge shed temporarily erected inside.

It was dinner time, and the mixed smell of incense and burnt porridge in the temple was crowded, perhaps because the victims came every day, so Shang Jue and the others did not attract much attention when they entered the door.

Only a little monk shouted, "Master, another disaster victim is coming—"

When the words settled, a clear voice replied, "These donors are not disaster victims. ”

This faint voice seemed to come from somewhere far away, and its familiar feeling hit Shang Jue at once, he turned to look at the source of this voice, and frowned fiercely when he saw the appearance of the monk standing not far away.

He never thought that he would be able to see the people of Huaiyin Luo in this life.

And apparently, the people he watched were just as surprised as he was.

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Guess who~ a man from a long time ago