Inside the hot pot restaurant.

Luo Chen, who gobbled it up, didn't care about the raw or cooked food at all, and just stuffed it directly into his mouth when he picked it up.

For Luo Chen, these days are simply a life that no one can live.

"Luo Chen, why did you get into such a miserable picture?" Luo Chen's gobbling up appearance really scared Song Zhong a lot, how many meals did he have to go without food to be hungry like this?

"Hmm......" Luo Chen could only chew it twice at will, and then swallowed it directly into his stomach: "The last meal was eaten three days ago, and a kind old man outside the city gave half a cake ......"

The more Luo Chen talked, the more he felt aggrieved, thinking that back then, he was also one of the best characters in this Taiping Fang, where did he go and not be sought after by people like stars and moons?

Look at the present, full of tears.

"Didn't you go to Taipingfang to find those old acquaintances? Your Majesty is now the emperor, even if you can't contact Your Majesty, those traders won't embarrass you, right? Song Zhong always felt a little unbelievable, if Li Yuanji was still in the Qi State, it would not be strange for Luo Chen to look like this, but now that Li Yuanji is in Chang'an, and he has overthrown Li Shimin, he doesn't even need to open his mouth to say anything, as long as he stops there, he will return to his former majesty.

Luo Chen subconsciously shook his head and said: "No, Your Majesty governs the world with benevolence, although I work under Your Majesty, but the public is public, and the private is private, if I accept their food today, and they ask me to do things in the future, how should I deal with it?" I only came to this hot pot restaurant in this Taiping Fang, but everyone was replaced, and they didn't know me......"

These words made Li Yuanji can't help but glance at Luo Chengao.

It is really not easy for a person who has never read a book to have such an ideological awareness.

Li Yuanji also believed that Luo Chen was not pretending, because so far, the officials did not know how many people had been sent to find it, and now they have not found Luo Chen.

If Luo Chen had come to these shops to beg for food, he would have received the news a long time ago.

If this is pretended, then it can only be said that Luo Chen is too scheming and stamina to endure hunger for such a long time.

"Alright, you've been hungry for too long, you can't eat too much at this time." Li Yuanji stopped Luo Chen in moderation.

If you are hungry for a long time and gobble it up, it is not saving people, but killing people.

Song Zhong poured two cups of tea with a very good eye, added another cup to himself, and quietly looked at Li Yuanji, seeing that he didn't blame himself, so he sat there and enjoyed the superb red robe.

Naturally, there is no such tea hot pot restaurant, but Song Zhong carries some with him.

Meimei tasted it, in addition to feeling that this tea is indeed a little different from ordinary tea, as for what is the difference? Song Zhong didn't know either.

"Tell me what you've seen and heard these days!" Li Yuanji asked lightly, if you don't want to be it, it doesn't mean that you can ignore anything, you still have to worry about the things you should worry about.

"No......" Luo Chenkou said what he had seen and heard during this time.

The farthest place had reached Yunyang, but at that time, the imperial court was transferring troops, and the people could not go north at all, so in desperation, Luo Chen had to turn around and go south.

It's just that the days of going south are not easy, when I was driven out, I was penniless, not even half a grain of food, and I could only beg along the way, while looking for some edible plants and vegetation to satisfy my hunger.

Through Luo Chen's description, Li Yuanji basically has a bottom in his heart about the current folk situation.

The situation was worse than he imagined, and the food prepared by the imperial court was not enough at all.

……

The drought is still going on, and the lords are beginning to show their powers.

The drought is a gluttonous feast for the landlords, and the pressure does not exist at all, and for them, there is only infinite motivation.

But the landlords are not the same, some care about reputation, the appearance of the food is slightly better, some only see the immediate interests, but the appearance is not so good.

Whatever it is, put it in your bowl first.

Zhangqiao Village on the edge of Bashui is named Zhangqiao Village because most of the villagers have the surname Zhang, and it is close to an ancient bridge connecting the north and south banks of Bashui.

In the past, Zhangqiao Village occupied the light close to Bashui, even in a year of great drought, and the harvest in the fields would not be lost.

But this year, the situation is getting worse and worse, first the amount of Bashui has plummeted, and the villagers have begun to water their fields in advance, but they cannot withstand the scorching sun day after day.

The water poured will disappear in less than two days, with dry soil, withered crops, and water that is rapidly bottoming out.

The bashui, which used to be abundant, can now be rolled up and crossed directly, and a child does not have to worry about safety.

But ten days ago, an incident happened that completely caused the people of Zhangqiao Village and dozens of surrounding villages to panic.

"Yo, are you going to find someone to go desperately?" The people were in a hurry to do it, but some people were enjoying themselves, and sarcastically said to the people who were carrying hoes and sticks.

"Zhang Dachang, go back and tell your father, even if you starve to death, you will never beg your Zhang family!" The leading man responded to the young man with angry eyes.

"Tsk, then die? Zhang Caiwang, this son will tell you that it is best if you die, and this son can take back all your land without a grain of grain. Zhang Dachang pursed his lips indifferently, and said disdainfully to the man, as if he didn't think it was enough, and continued to instigate: "Go!" Go for it! It's better to go to other villages and shout people, the more people who die, the better. ”

"Hmph, Mr. Zhang has devoted his life to leaving such a good reputation among his neighbors, and now that Mr. Zhang's bones are not cold, the reputation of the Zhang family has been so completely ruined by your dog father and son, you can do it, sooner or later there will be a time when you will regret it." Zhang Caiwang roared angrily.

The Zhang family is a kind-hearted landlord's family, and the people will always be the first to think of the Zhang family if they have any difficulties, and the old man Zhang will always spare no effort to help them, either without interest, or only with a small amount of interest.

The people are all grateful to Mr. Zhang, but Mr. Zhang always tells everyone that the family is rich enough, no matter how rich they are, how rich can they be? It's all from the villagers, and it's over when everyone helps.

It is the righteousness of Mr. Zhang that makes the Zhang family have a well-known name in ten miles and eight townships, and no one dares not to give a thumbs up when it comes to the Zhang family in Zhangqiao.

It's just that after the death of Old Man Zhang, everything changed.

The villagers who went to mourn were all kicked out, and they were warned that the old man was confused earlier, and from now on, the interest you owe in the past must be repaid, not only must be repaid, but the interest on the arrears of interest will also be repaid.

In less than three years, the Zhang family has changed from everyone shouting good to the Zhang family that everyone shouts and beats today.

The father and son are also even more evil, and it is said that there seems to be nothing else in the house except food.

For this current situation at home, the father and son are not in a hurry at all, and they are scolded that the Zhang family will be finished sooner or later, but Zhang Dachang is not angry at all, but laughs and sarcastically says: "Ants are ants, let you have a good time, sooner or later, one day, you will kneel in front of my son and beg for mercy." ”

"Bah, you are dreaming......" spat at Zhang Dachang viciously, waved the stick in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Folks, let's go to Lihe Village to settle accounts." ”

Bustling, a large number of 100 people, men, women and children, holding all kinds of weapons and equipment, lively and lively, vigorously heading straight towards Lihe Village in the upper reaches of Bashui.

On the way, some scattered people joined, and the momentum along the way was huge, and by the time they reached the vicinity of Lihe Village, the team had gathered almost 500 people.

And there are more reinforcements coming in a steady stream, and the momentum is so great that no one dares to show their heads to watch.

"If you want me to say, these buns are simply killing themselves, Brother Zhong Ming, let's just let your dogs go up, disrupt them as soon as possible, and end this matter as soon as possible, don't delay our days of going north for this matter." Zhang Dachang, who was still in Zhangqiao Village before, was standing on the boundary of Lihe Village at the moment, and standing next to him was another boy who was also dressed up, surrounded by a lot of family members.

The weapons and equipment of the family members are much more advanced than those of the other party, and the standard equipment is definitely not available, but the shields and sharpened gun barrels, just these two things, are not the ones that the people on the other side can deal with.

"Don't panic, this thing has to be reasonable, now that they haven't stepped into my Lihe Village, how do you let my son order to fight back?" The young man known as Zhong Ming smiled slightly, brushed a trace of his hair, and his face was quite delicate, but if you look closely, it is not difficult to find that this product seems to have a bit of a sissy.

"Hehe, it's good to be reasonable, my son also likes to be reasonable, but these dirt buns don't understand these truths." Zhang Dachang echoed with a smile.

Zhong Ming glanced at Zhang Dachang with some disgust, and said in a strange manner: "Come on, get a weapon for Brother Dachang to defend yourself, don't let those Diao people hurt Brother Dachang later." ”

Zhang Dachang, who was gloating over the "......", was stunned for a moment, a little embarrassed: "Brother Zhong Ming, don't you need this?" ”

"My son said to use it, that is, use it, use it if you don't use it! Understand? Zhong Ming continued to smile, with the posture of a handsome son.

"Understood! Little brother understands! Zhang Dachang could only echo on the surface, and kept crying bitterness in his heart.

At the same time, I secretly made up my mind that sooner or later, one day, I must kill your grandson.

If it weren't for the fact that your family had a way to go to Zhenbei to study, and now I still have to beg you to do something, Lao Tzu would want to end your scourge with a knife now, what is it? Even their own people are particularly meowy pits.