"It's so pathetic." As he spoke, he took out a silver ingot from his bosom and gave it to the beggar.

The beggar's eyes lit up, and he said just now that his father was dead and his mother was dead, and now he was very happy.

"Oh silver, silver, silver, silver"

Wan Sanqian said to himself, what the hell is going on? It was the first time he had come to such a poor place.

The two beggars returned with the fruits of the battle, and the other villagers of Fugui Village saw it, and rushed towards Wan 3 Thousand as if a tiger had seen meat.

"What are you doing, what are you doing?" surrounded not only the ragged beggars, but also the women holding their babies, all of whom frantically reached into the clothes of the thirteen thousand.

Wan Sanqian covered his ears and squatted helplessly on the ground.

"Finally gone, finally gone." He fumbled his pocket.

"Snatched my money, but thankfully my box is still there. I'm going to report to the official, I'm going to report to the official."

Where do the officials go to report this kind of poor mountain and bad water out of the people, it will not be able to change for a while.

Yunmo also came to this rich village with Begonia. When they were first in the Valley of the Wicked, Yunmo and Begonia investigated separately, which was more efficient.

In fact, in this mission, Yun Mo is the young master, so he will not use it, but the God King insists on letting Yun Mo follow the begonia to experience and experience.

As soon as Diao Min of Fugui Village saw Yunmo dressed as a son-in-law, walking chicly, with bright eyes and bright teeth, he knew that he grew up in a wealthy family at a glance.

"There are distinguished guests again, hurry up"

A swarm of villagers rushed towards Yunmo and them, "Uncle, we are very pitiful, please, please." ”

Haitang raised the sword in his hand to protect Yunmo, "Boldly Diao Min, do you know that we are the people of the God King, dare to be wild in front of the young master"

When the villagers saw the sword, they were all frightened. Yunmo looked at this group of poor people, and couldn't help but think of the fact that in modern times, there was often news that a large highway truck overturned, and local villagers rushed to grab the goods, causing the truck driver to hang himself overwhelmed.

Whether in ancient times or in modern times, there are always poor and uncivilized people.

Begonia said suspiciously, "What's going on here?"

Thirteen thousand farts ran to a place that looked like an official mansion.

"I'm going to sue the official, I'm going to sue the official"

There was an old man in the government office beating on a wooden plank. "What are you suing?"

"I won't tell you, I'm going to tell you official, I'm going to sue the official"

"If it's not a big deal, you might as well go." The old man stopped his work and said to Wan Sanqian.

"Even if your official lawsuit is successful and the case is accepted, there is no official and no arrester to handle the case for you, you might as well go."

"You, you, what kind of person are you, you dare to insult the officials of the court." Wan Sanqian stammered.

He pretended to be very similar, if Yunmo didn't know that he was 13000, otherwise he wouldn't be able to see that he was 13000

At this time, the brother who was performing just now and the old student he met on the wooden bridge came running outside the hall.

"My lord, my lord, I saw you again, what a coincidence."

Wan Sanqian was confused.

The old student opened his mouth first and explained: "I am the master here. ”

The prostitute brother then said, "We are the servants here. ”

Wan Sanqian pointed at the old man who was banging and banging, so what about him

The old student introduced: "This is the county official, the old man." ”

The old man put on the official hat of the county, "It is Yang Zhixian below." ”

What the hell is this, they all say that economic development is the premise of political culture, and this is a living example.

"Lord Yang, this uncle is very generous, and he has given two ingots, so we don't have to worry about it in the next few months."

Yang Zhixian nodded happily.

The official went over and lifted the wood that Yang Zhixian was beating just now, and turned it over, and it turned out to be an official plaque with the four characters of justice, honesty and honesty.

"Lord Yang, we have money to buy rice and firewood, this plaque can be kept for the time being, and there is no need to burn it as firewood."

Wan Sanqian was surprised: "It turns out that you want to split this plaque for firewood." ”

Woo hoo lament, I can't fill my stomach, let alone people's political rights, and eliminate these lofty things for the people.

I don't know if the name of the Zhou people is a sign of their good wishes or what. In short, Fugui Village is not rich at all.

Wan 3,000 is the richest man in the country, and he has never seen anything in the world, but he is really stunned when he sees the situation in Fugui Village.

"What the hell is going on here, why does the master of the yamen sell words, and the yamen wants to sell martial arts," Wan Sanqian sighed.

At this time, a clear and beautiful male voice sounded outside the yamen, "That's right, my son also wants to know." ”

It's Yunmo and Begonia, and they also arrived at this broken yamen.

Wan Sanqian saw that it was his life-saving benefactor who came, and hurriedly ran over, "My great benefactor, you are here too." ”

"Maybe we have a fate."

"Looks like so, hahaha."

With Yunmo here, the safety of 13,000 lives is at least guaranteed.

Yang Zhixian stepped forward and asked Yunmo, "What does this son do?"

Haitang, who was following behind Yunmo, asked them, "Where is there an inn near here, we passed through here, we want to go to the Soul Forest, and we want to stay here for one night." ”

The master stepped forward and said a sad word: "Here is poor and white, there is no grass, passers-by see this place like a ghost ruins, turn around and run, no one comes here to open an inn." ”

Master swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "The only inn was also closed last month." ”

Wan Sanqian said unwillingly: "Then we have no place to live." ”

Yunmo also felt strange and asked them what had happened, making Fugui Village look like a ghost village.

"Oh, in short, it's hard to say, half a year ago there was a plague here, the dead died, the escaped, the rest are some old, frail and lonely, outsiders know that there has been a plague here, so they don't come here anymore." Yang Zhixian said as he spoke, tears flashed in his eyes.

"So I just watched this place fall day by day."

The two officials continued, "We were all born here, and we can't bear to leave here, so we will stay, and we will survive." ”

"I look at it one day at a time, but I can't live here sooner or later. I hope that God will have mercy and mercy and save this small village. ”

Heaven can save you, at most God can give you rain and open the sun, and if you want to create wealth, you have to rely on your own hands.

The plague of ancient times was also a terrible disease, because the level of medical care was not developed at that time, and people in many areas were very ignorant.

But Wan Sanqian was very optimistic: "Hey, don't worry. Fugui Village is located in the business hub, and if you clean up a little and restore its old appearance, it will definitely prosper again. ”

"I hope so." The people of the yamen sighed.

End of chapter