Chapter 105: Difficult to Changjun

The city gate of Changjun is very old, the previous dynasty was built, the Taizong Dynasty has been repaired several times, now it has long been mottled and dilapidated, when the door is opened and closed, it is "creak" and piercing, and there are debris falling from time to time, a few days ago there was a riot of displaced people, the city gate shook more and more, and there was the possibility of falling down at any time.

Who would have thought that such a thing would happen. The chaos of the princes of China and the DPRK endangered the neighboring Jin people, and a large number of displaced people were forced to migrate to the south, and they silently invaded the various counties, and when they found out about this, some of the displaced people poured into the Chang County adjacent to Lin'an City, which was sad for a group of derelict county officials, the increasing population has exacerbated the severity of the problem, and what is even more odious is that some mountain bandits and rogues also took advantage of the situation to make trouble, pouring another pot of oil on the fire of the county officials of Chang County.

For half a month, it was still the same under the city gate, and the fleeing crowd pushed and shoved me, and they all poured into the city gate. The city gate with a few latches did not help, but shook and shook so badly that it almost collapsed, and the soldiers guarding the city gate resisted with their own bodies, warning and guarding day and night, and the pain was unspeakable.

Looking at the chaotic scene in front of him, the county guard of Changjun was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and he walked around the city hesitantly, patting his arms and stomping his feet.

"Mansion Jun, isn't the king going to come out to deal with it?" A county official couldn't help it, and followed the county guard and gushed, "The city gate has been closed, and the people in the city can't get out are already complaining, and the people outside the city are also complaining, the merchants are doing business, the people are farming, and the homeless people are not settled and hungry, so they go to destroy the fertile land, rob people of money and food, and scold and scold are also the grandmothers of our county officials, and it is not a way to consume it like this, so we have to ask her to come forward as soon as possible." ”

"You think I don't want to. The king has been closed lately, what can I do? "I don't know what's going on? King Changshan should have been ordered to do things when he took over, but he closed the door and ignored the affairs of the displaced people, only telling them to perform their duties and not be impatient, which made everyone unbelievable that even Fengyang Pavilion, who was sent down from above to assist in the investigation and supervision, also turned a blind eye to King Changshan's behavior.

I can only ask cheekily. The county warden sighed, got out of the city and ran directly to the official office. Columns of spear-wielding county guards passed by him without squinting.

The city is also heavily guarded, and the staggered streets are as quiet as stagnant water, as if on the eve of impending disaster. Every once in a while, a column of soldiers came by, patrolling back and forth, taking turns straightening up, their eyes and ears vigilantly feeling the wind and grass around them, their numb and indifferent expressions as the despair in the eyes of the outcasts outside the city, their sharp blades and heavy armor showing their inviolable majesty. The silent people carefully avoided it, lest they accidentally bump into the chilling blade.

At this time, in the special pedestrian accommodation house, it is the opposite of solemn and nervous, and there is a lively atmosphere of early spring everywhere, leisurely.

In the courtyard is a huge ancient tree, which is covered with moss and berries, winding down to the stone path. A few bushes of lush foliage extend under the verandah, and a coffee table is set up in front of the open sash to serve fresh fruit and pastries.

Yuan Lingjun lay under the eaves of the corridor covered by ancient trees, his head rested on his forearm, his eyes closed, and his right leg was on the knee of his left leg. Jiuwan was sitting next to him, but he couldn't figure out what the lord was thinking at the moment.

"When is the lord going to see the county guard?"

"Why did you see him?" Yuan Lingjun's eyes opened a slit, stared at 90,000 glances, and reached for the pastries in the box.

Seeing that she couldn't reach it, Jiuwan pushed the food box forward: "If you don't calm down the chaos here, how can the lord reunite with his son." ”

"Ah, that's right." Yuan Lingjun casually bit the pastry, and nodded thoughtfully while eating, "The emperor ordered me to suppress, that is, to forcibly suppress the expulsion, they are also the people of my Great Jin, and they were forced to migrate due to the war, why should they be expelled instead of taking measures to resettle." It is not feasible to forcibly evict them, and the opening of warehouses to release grain is temporary...... I was completely stumped by this problem, there was no effective solution, and those county officials rushed up to ask the east and west, and I was annoyed to death! ”

Yuan Lingjun suddenly got up: "Prepare two cloth clothes, tomorrow morning we will go out of the city to play, give the county guard a squeak, we will go quietly, so that no one will find out." ”

Ninety thousand looked puzzled. Yuan Lingjun's eyes turned mysteriously a few times, and he raised his face to look up at the sky, and the shape of a jade toad faintly appeared in the west.

"I really want to see him. I wonder if Childe is watching the same full moon as me at this time. After saying this, she fell straight to Yin Xi and cried out depressedly, "Here you go again, such a faceless person." ”

Yes, someone is coming, and it's not a pleasure to come looking for it. Ninety thousand early found out that there were visitors to visit. His hearing was as sharp as ever.

"Some people are so shameless, and as an imperial daughter, they are not reserved and self-respecting, and they make people laugh everywhere."

At the entrance of the cave, a beautiful woman with a high hair and temples came through the court surrounded by maids, with a long red shawl wrapped around her shoulders and arms, and with every step she took, she flew in the air, covering the faces of the servants behind her. Her posture is soft and soft, her face is as charming as a spring flower, and her smile can lead countless men to go to the soup for her, and she is so wicked that she is not like a human.

Who would have thought that the eldest princess of Yang Zhai was the inspector who assisted her, so it was no wonder that she didn't come to see her. It's a narrow road.

Yuan Lingjun didn't know it before, but on the first day he came to Changjun, Yang Zhai, who was bearing the name of Fengyang Pavilion, appeared in front of him proudly, and Yuan Lingjun gasped. Damn, it was enough trouble, and it added another trouble.

She began to admire her eldest sister's ability to comprehend, and it was foolproof to send Yang Zhai to monitor her and make a little trouble casually.

Yang Zhai moved the lotus step lightly and sat directly on the side of the seat, and the forbidden step on the belt made a pleasant sound.

Ninety thousand gifts, cloth tea.

"If I were serious, wouldn't King Changshan's reputation as a mediocre and absurd and shameless one be undeserved. When people live, they must always make a name for themselves, so as to leave a mark in the annals of history, either for a hundred years, or for ten thousand years, I will not be a good person, and I am still very confident that my reputation will continue to stink. Yuan Lingjun was still lying down, and he didn't even open his eyes.

Yang Zhai covered his mouth and smiled: "The sixth sister is quite self-aware. ”

"Huh." Yuan Lingjun stood up and propped his head to look at her, "I left Beijing at the age of eight, and Lin'an knows more about my deeds in Changshan than the Baling people, and it has been really hard for me all these years." ”

The smile on Yang Zhai's face couldn't be contained, he turned his gaze away uncomfortably, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "The sixth sister's reputation is far and wide, what is the matter with Guan Yang Zhai." ”