The north wind swept the white grass and folded, and the snow flew in August.

The Central Plains can still get the residual temperature of the sun, but Liaodi is already icy and snowy. In this way, it is about to usher in the most turbulent time of civil unrest. The land of Hebei has been under the command of the Liangshan army for less than a few months, and now it is extremely stable, but the corresponding Liao land is still so messy.

In the middle of the year, the Liangshan army invaded Liao, although it did not break through Liaonan, but it also caused heavy losses to the Liao army. This not only dealt a blow to the strength of the Liao State, but also dealt a heavy blow to the dignity and authority of Emperor Tianzuo. After that, the internal tilting of the Khitan high-level is endless, how can there be time to restore people's livelihood? This kind of appearance is also called the high-level of the resentful army led by Guo Yaoshi, and they are even more enthusiastic about Yang Lin and Shi Xiu.

It's not that Nanguo still only treats them as 'partners', and Pharmacist Guo is already about to kneel.

This year, the resentful army was the thug of the Khitan, and it suppressed a lot of civil unrest, especially Guo Yaoshi's department, which destroyed a rebellion against the Bohai Navy, which can be said to have dyed his official robe red with the blood of the villagers in Liaodong, and now he has been promoted to the commander of the resentful army. Today, the department is stationed in Yanzhou, which is later known as Juehua Island.

Why is this here?

The reason is that this place is the middle of the Jinxi Corridor, and the two Khitans are under control, and if the beasts enter the cage, everything is controlled by the Khitan.

Moreover, the location of the Jinxi Corridor is important, and the inside is not peaceful, and it is very necessary to have a strong army to sit here, so who is the resentful army?

Guo Yaoshi and others were treated like this by the Khitan, and they were treated poorly with money and food, so if they were still loyal to Da Liao, they would be a mallet. Therefore, he had to change the banner to the Liangshan Army, and many high-ranking people in the resentful army were eager for the Liao State to die early.

The cold wind blew overnight, and the clouds were dense, but it was already blowing and rolling up the heavy snow of the next day.

It's just that this silver white can't hide the ugliness of the world, and there is a dead silence under the city of Yanzhou in the cold wind. Several fields were scorched, villages were reduced to ruins, and blackened wood rose from the snow in the sky, billowing white smoke.

In the field, among the broken bricks and tiles, there were stiff corpses, the blood had already coagulated, and it had turned black in the bitter cold.

Burning, killing, looting, when people don't even have food to eat, the old order and morality will be gone. The sky was shining brighter, and the snow was getting denser, and the corpses, clubs, knives, guns, and rags were gradually buried by the snowflakes.

Eventually, the earth turned white, and even the blackened, smoky remnants of the trees were covered in snowflakes.

Guo Yaoshi slept until dawn, and the room was cold, but the charcoal basin had already burned out. Outside the paper window, a few gusts of cold wind blew loudly. He put on his robe and sat up, first kicked the pro-soldier who was sleeping in the corner of the outhouse, and sat on the chair with his own big sword, and when the pro-soldier woke up, he hurriedly opened the door, lifted the thick curtain, looked out, shrunk his neck and turned around and said: "There is a lot of snow outside, and it is like a piece of goose feathers." ”

Guo Yaoshi was dressed in a bearskin robe, and he was not timid, but he knew that the people he had gathered in the back camp would not be freezing, so he asked his soldiers to fork the curtain and look out at the snow. I saw the sky outside, and the snowflakes were flying white, like a white mist. On the stepping stones in front of the eaves, the snow had already been piled up a few inches thick, and some traces of filth were gone.

The cold wind howled, the snowflakes flew, and the branches of the trees were covered with frost, like silver bars of ice, dragged by the howling north wind. The ground and roof of the house were transformed into a silver world, and strings of crystal-like ice cubes hung under the eaves.

"Let's go, follow me to meet the assassin." Half ringing later. Pharmacist Guo dropped the leftover half of the bread and drank the remaining broth from the bowl. Stride out. This time when he entered the city, he asked Xiao Amo for money and food.

The weather is very cold, the snow is falling, the sea between Juehua Island and the mainland has long been frozen, and a large number of refugees have poured in.

It is reasonable to inform Xiao Amo of these things. Don't take people for fools.

Although this ice and snow made his ears and eyes a little sluggish, if Guo Yaoshi made a big event of raising tens of thousands of refugees, he would not be able to hide 10,000 people.

Although these refugees flocked to Juehua Island, it was also because of the rumors that he quietly released, but also because of the existence of Dalonggong Temple on the island, and more importantly, because of the instability in Laizhou and the seaside.

Xiao Amer was very close to Pharmacist Guo after seeing him, but when it came to money and food, it would be difficult. "In a deserted place like Yanzhou, where is there so much money and food? Even if the official plans to get some silver, the state government must also use it. "It's just a blind denial. asked Pharmacist Guo not to be angry in his heart. When he came to the state city, he had already made such preparations in his heart, but it turned out that his cultivation had not yet reached the fire. When this thing came to an end, I still wanted to pull out my knife and kill the thief bird in front of me!

"Hahaha, General Guo, you don't want to make fun of this official. Look at the current midwinter, the snow and ice are on the way, how to march? Even if the thieves deliberately invaded the country, at such times, he could not act on his own. Hearing Guo Yaoshi talk about the chaotic people in the Jinxi Corridor who might come to cause trouble in Yanzhou, Xiao Amo laughed out loud. But he didn't take the chaos outside the city seriously at all. It's just ruined a few Zhuangzi, it's not worth mentioning.

If Pharmacist Guo was humiliated, he held his breath in his heart, made himself blushing and thick-necked, and said with a stiff neck: "I'm afraid this matter is not true, they are all sons who grew up outside the plug, but they are afraid of ice and snow?" "What's more, they don't have anything to eat, and they all have to starve to death, so are you afraid of any difficulties?

Xiao Amo said: "Although it is so, it is not easy to march in winter. That is, it can be ignored.

Guo Yaoshi made a posture that dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, and strode out of the Assassin's Mansion, Xiao Amo just sneered. In this Liao State, how can Han officials compare with Khitan nobles?

And Guo Yaoshi came out of the city, looked at the snow in the sky, and felt ruthless in his heart. Since you, Xiao Amo, don't think so, and don't even want to take out a grain of rice, if you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust.

He would not have directly started a rebellion, but the so-called resentful soldiers and soldiers changed their battle robes and armor and wrapped themselves in the clothes of the people, that is, the people.

The resentful army did not dare to rebel, but the people who had no way to live dared to rise up.

On that day, Guo Yaoshi led his guards and galloped out of the city. The cold wind was blowing, and the bare trees on both sides of the road were like bald old men, unable to withstand the attack of the north wind, swaying in the cold wind, and the branches of the trees were like whips dancing wildly, whipped in the air. The north wind blew like a knife, but it couldn't extinguish the anger in Pharmacist Guo's heart.

Outside the Dalonggong Temple in the east of Juehua Island, a large number of refugees are queuing up to receive this object. Heavy snow could not quench their food cravings.

Dalonggong Temple is the center of Buddhism in Liao, the holy place of Buddhism, and the abbots of Dalonggong Temple in all dynasties have been regarded as national teachers by Liao. In the Buddhist circles here, it is known as "Putuo Mountain in the south and Juehua Island in the north".

In this day and age, the existence of Dalonggong Temple is very attractive to refugees. But in fact, the monks of the Great Dragon Palace Temple had already fled a long time ago. But after all, he had some family backgrounds, so he was laughed at by Pharmacist Guo.

Now it is the resentful army led by Guo Yaoshi who is in charge of the house.

Earlier, when the influx of refugees arose, there were few villages and towns along the Jinxi Corridor that were not robbed -- those who had eaten the looted food, or who had been robbed of it, could only blend in with the refugee flow. And in this environment, human life has become as cheap as mustard. When there is a resentment in the heart, or a person whose hands are stained with blood and the jar is broken, there is a cry, and the refugee stream becomes a chaotic people. The places that passed through were even more devastated like locusts - and other places that had not yet been plagued were followed by waves of refugees, who were hiding from the former.

Such news can easily cause panic among the people. The city was closed, and the people had to find a place to hide. Countless people took the opportunity to make waves, and there were always villages in the place to protect themselves, but this kind of place is small and bullying outsiders. More people poured into Juehua Island because there were soldiers here, because there were rumors about relief here, and because there was Dalonggong Temple here. A large number of people who took refuge with their children and their families, those who had money and those who did not, fled here. In any case, there is still a little bit of poor order on Juehua Island.

Guo Yaoshi set up a camp in the Great Dragon Palace Temple, after all, this Juehua Island is such a big fart place, except for a city, less go to those mountains and hills, and the Great Dragon Palace Temple can be used as a place to stay.

A large number of people flocked to settle in each camp by Guo Yaoshi's 'classification'.

For example, those who benefit, those who read, those who have courage, these are all talents. The latter can be owned by one's own army, and the former can also reserve some to supplement the army.

In his hands he had a large iron pot and a windmill-driven hammer made of dry food, the lowest of which was dry. It is made of coarse grains as the main material, combined with shrimp paste, dried shrimp fish meal, and bone meal, and pressed.

A piece of two or two, but add water to boil, but it is the boss's bowl of thick porridge, which is worth a day for one person.

In the surroundings of Dalonggong Temple, those cauldrons are boiling dry food paste day and night, and refugees, rich or poor, as soon as they enter the camp, they can get a wooden basin and a wooden spoon, and go to the pot to get hot paste to eat.

Such a method naturally saved many refugees who were suffering from hunger and cold, but a large number of people must have died in these camps. Either starved to death or froze to death, or died of disease, and so on.

Without medicine, even ginger soup is rare. Not to mention bread and the like. But this is already a paradise for the refugees who have braved the wind and snow on the road.

If these people can support the sea ice melting, the resentful army led by Guo Yaoshi, Zhang Linghui, Liu Shunren, and Zhen Wuchen will be in the upper echelons, and each of them will be able to make a lot of money.

Even if there are still at least four months before the sea route is opened, it is still a huge profit compared to the 'man's' trade.

At this time, although Guo Yaoshi and their eyes are still on the 'skilled professionals' and young people, men, women, children, children and women have been confirmed by the market, and they are also hot goods.

Now that they all know some of Liang Shanjun's regulations, they all have a sense of amusement in their hearts. Just because the Han people can't be slaves and servants, the market of this 'foreigner' has been bullish all the way?

If such a scene were seen by the Khitans and the Jurchens in the Northeast, I don't know how they would feel!