The Northwest pacified the Western Xia, opened the tea and horse markets, and slowly regained the vitality of the Silk Road.

Chang'an City is lively again, and the location has become important in vain, with gorgeous mansions lined up one after another, each more magnificent than the other. Compared with the old Tang Dynasty, it is not half a point weaker.

Chang'an City, in the long river of history, is also brilliant, far from being comparable to Bianliang. Rao is so, and now it can't be compared to Bianliang, which shows how prosperous Tokyo really is.

Several carriages on the ancient road came slowly, full of scholars, with excited expressions on their faces, eager to immediately devote themselves to the construction of the northwest.

Such fledgling scholars, the old Qin people have seen too much, and after the court newspaper recently called on scholars to go to the northwest, Jingzhao Mansion didn't know how many such scholars passed by.

Three or five old men gathered under the tree, pointing and pointing. The mouth was nothing more than words, and after a few days they would complain bitterly, accompanied by a few laughs.

The scholars didn't know what was going on, and they thought that wherever they went, they were the focus of everyone's conversation, and their faces were even more excited.

A white-faced and thin scholar peeked out of the car curtain, looked around the streets of Chang'an, and said excitedly: "Look at them, they are talking about us and others." It must be moved by the pride of our journey of thousands of miles and loyalty to the country, and express admiration and admiration there. ”

In front of him, a slightly older man was also crowned with a scarf, and there was a smile between his eyebrows and eyes, but he still said in a deep voice: "Steady point, the more people praise me, the more humble we must be for scholars." After saying that, he smiled and bowed his head.

Several old men suddenly lost interest and scolded and lowered their heads to play chess.

Next to them, a young man dressed in a ya, shaking a fan and listening for a long time.

Seeing that they started to play chess, he walked forward, followed by a few burly men, and at a glance he knew that it was the son of a rich family who came out to play.

In Jingzhao Mansion, there are many such generals, but today, this is not a disciple of Jiangmen, but Yang Lin, the young ruler of the dynasty.

Yang Lin put up a fan to cover his mouth, and said to Lu Wang behind him: "The people are full of prejudice against these scholars, they don't praise them, and they even have bad words. ”

"The villagers are ignorant, and it has always been like this, nothing unusual." Lu Wang said with a smile.

Yang Lin put away the fan, inserted it into his back, looked like a hanger, waved his hand and said: "No, it has always been like this, it means that it has always been wrong, how can you know your mistakes and not change them." ”

He originally planned to steal half a day of leisure and come out to feel the taste of bullying men and women in the ya, but who knew that he would really come to the street, but he was embarrassed to do it.

The little young woman who is like a flower must be a newlywed Yan'er, her husband loves and pity, and she goes up to talk about flowers, and if she spreads it, she will ruin the girl's reputation, won't it affect the happiness of others' lives;

A delicate girl, maybe she has already promised her in-laws, if she makes a mistake to flirt with others, it will not be good if she accidentally spoils a happy marriage.

From this point of view, bullying men and women is really a chore, and you have to have a strong heart to do this business.

unintentionally inserted willows, although he did not regard it as an evil, but he heard the prejudice and slander of the people in the northwest for the scholars who came in response to the call.

Yang Lin went directly to the government office of Jingzhao Mansion, the public at the door didn't recognize him, Lu Wang stepped forward and said a few words in his ear, and the little official immediately changed his expression and rushed inside.

The rest of Bi Gong respectfully invited them to the lobby, and after a while, almost all the officials of Jingzhao Mansion came.

"Xiaguan has seen Shaozai."

The prefect of Jingzhao Mansion is not very old, his face is fair, and he seems to be from a professional class.

Seeing Yang Lin, he was not too embarrassed, and stepped forward with a smile and said, "I didn't know that Shaozai was coming, and I missed the distance." ”

"It's okay, this official is here this time because I have something to discuss with you."

This is a novelty, the characters in front of him are in the rumors, Qiangang is arbitrary, he can't listen to other people's opinions, why did he take the initiative to discuss, I don't know what made his temperament change greatly.

Yang Lin's eyebrows locked slightly, sighed, and said what he heard on the street today.

The officials of Jingzhao Mansion were all embarrassed, changing the deep-rooted views of the people, and making the people proud of the scholars' aid to Yunnei, and they really didn't know how to start for a while.

Yang Lin had some immature ideas in his heart, but he wanted to brainstorm more and listen to these local officials if there was a better way.

When we were discussing here, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and a public man broke in, his face was a little gray, and his voice was even more impatient: "Fuzun, something is wrong." ”

Governor Liu's face was pale, this Wang was the most accidental, how could he be so rude today, but he was still in front of Shaozai.

"Lord Fuzun, there is a group of scholars who traveled to Jinji Gorge in Naganliu County, and were caught by the local villagers and used to sacrifice ghosts."

Killing people and sacrificing ghosts mostly occurs in places where gunsmoke is frequent, and Yang Lin has also heard of it.

As soon as I heard this, my heart hurt so much that it exploded, these simple scholars, all in response to their own call, would suffer such a catastrophe.

Sacrifice people to ghosts, or villagers buy people to sacrifice with money, or catch passers-by to sacrifice. Every child and woman will cut off their eyes, intercept their ears and noses, bury traps, and boil their skin with boiling soup, eroding their skin, and they will not be able to do anything.

These words are creepy to read, but they are true things that are common and happen from time to time in the Great Song Dynasty.

In addition to primitive witchcraft and human animals, the commodity economy of the Song Dynasty was developed, and people's speculative psychology increased, hoping to get rich through blood sacrifice to evil gods. Wutong God is an important god of wealth in the Song Dynasty, but it is also regarded as a one-horned mandrill. At that time, the Wutong God was also considered to be the blood food of human animals.

"Taiping Guangji" volume 34, in the Northern Song Dynasty, there were puppets in the Kaifeng people recognized as the Wutong Divine Family, and the two-room household was pushed to read it. The four walls of a room are nailed to women and babies; There were countless prisoners in one room, and they were tortured and wept.

In the final analysis, there are cults. Slapping the table, Yang Lin stood up and said, "It's bearable, it's unbearable!" ”

There is a dangerous narrow mountain gorge called Jinji Gorge in the northwest of Ganliu County, sandwiched between two confrontational peaks, the mountain pass is narrow and long grass is very desolate, only a river passes through the gorge to bring a little vitality here.

Under the warm sun, the perennially cold and dark mountain gorge was plated with a layer of gentle gold, and the whole valley suddenly brightened.

If you look down from the air, you will be surprised to find that there are many horses in the Jinji Gorge, which was rarely inhabited.

There were hundreds of these people, Wang Jingang turned over lazily, and the noon sun shone warmly on his body, making some parts of his body react.

He reached out and grabbed the crotch of his pants, muttered a few curses, and suddenly his eyes opened.

"There is the sound of horses' hooves!"

In front of him, a big man with a scruffy beard and a carp jumped up, raised the knife around him and shouted to the left and right: "The officers and soldiers are coming?" ”

Beside them, several corpses were covered in blood, and bloodstained clothes were scattered everywhere.

Wang Jingang sneered and said, "It seems that there are fish that have slipped through the net, or someone has reported it, this place can't stay, let's withdraw!" ”

"Alas. It's a pity that the foolish man and foolish woman in this village have just been coaxed into the church by us! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him quickly disappeared into the dense forest, and only a few stumps and severed arms remained.