Dugi Province, Henan Province, Xingyang County,

Chen Yuan, who is known as the king of the stall, is on the way to run, of course, he had to run under the terrible reality of being forced to marry.

As the imperial court resumed fighting in the north and south, various levies and taxes also increased, and correspondingly, it became more and more difficult to make a living in Loturi, and even the local residents starved to death.

A small vendor like him, who was born locally, was undoubtedly the first to be affected and impacted, and there were fewer and fewer familiar faces who came out of the stalls every day, and all he heard was that so-and-so had a broken meal; A certain family built a high platform in debt, and the whole family disappeared overnight, and then heard a noise at night, but no one dared to come out and snoop; A certain family can't bear the hardships of the world, and the whole family swallows the pot and dies on the kang, or the family hangs on the beam, and it is not found until many days later, and so on.

During this period, he had already been to the porridge shed under the city gate, and drank thin porridge mixed with a lot of sand many times, but unfortunately, the clear and refreshing porridge water seemed to be unable to make up for the long queue consumed by the body, making him feel that his clothes were getting wider and thinner.

Since that day, the warm-hearted neighbors, Brother Pengju, have never seen him again, and then he has to endure more rigorous interrogations and corrections, and those who have escaped the layoffs and stayed behind are obviously more careless in their actions. Dumping stalls and confiscating goods is their most common practice.

Chen Yuan didn't escape this bad luck, although the fake antiquities he sold, although they were not worth a few dollars, they were still smashed by those confiscated public servants one by one in front of him who wanted to cry without tears. Although he pretended to be crazy and stupid to avoid the pain of flesh and skin, but when he begged for water to drink after the tea house, he overheard the words of those dukes.

Her unwarranted disaster was actually the result of his quasi-father-in-law, Shopkeeper Chen, who gave money to these dukes, because the other party couldn't stand his lazy and grumpy only daughter, so he continued to drag on and became an old girl ridiculed by his neighbors, and he couldn't wait to hug his grandson.

Therefore, Chen Yuan could only sneak home in the middle of the night to pack up his belongings, and even ran out all night, if he continued to stay in Luodu, the only result would be to be crushed under him by that bucket-like eight-foot girl, and the prospect of living a lifetime like a walking corpse made him shudder a little.

Brother Pengju is in Dengfeng to join the army, he has the idea of what to do, and he went to the past, if he really can't find it, he can only temporarily devote himself to the door of the local Shaolin Temple, and be a novice to eat.

The number of times his stomach rumbled more and more often, he estimated the last few big money on his body, which was the result of his death of everything that could be moved in the house, and walked to the cold wild shop on the side of the road, and probed his brain to the steamed cakes shining on the sarong.

On the side, a scribbled charcoal strip was written on the plain cloth, "Big ten texts, small three texts......

He bargained for a long time, and then reluctantly took out a big money, replaced it with three small steamed cakes, swallowed one in three or two bites, and after walking for a long time, even if it was mixed with gluten, he still felt sweet and delicious, and he asked for steamer water under the steamer with thick skin and rinsed it.

After the second one chewed and ate slowly, he reluctantly ignored the moans of his stomach, put it away again, and then used the hem of his clothes to shake off the fallen crumbs and collect them, lick them into his mouth, and console them as comfort.

There is still some distance from Dengfeng City, and there is still some time to consider the use of the next few days, he thought so, and used a group of black pressure on the flow of people in front of him, many of whom were bareheaded and barefoot, running for their lives in his direction,

"What's going on at this time......

Chen Yuan couldn't help but open his mouth wide, turned around to avoid getting out of the way, but because he hadn't rested and eaten for too long, his legs and feet were involuntarily sore, and he couldn't lift them, and he was coerced by them in a blink of an eye.

He was dizzy and pushed by the flow of people, and ran for a while without knowing it, and finally fell to the ground and was trampled on more than a dozen feet, and passed out.

When he spat out the blood foam and woke up again, that is, the sunset was shining, the road was full of messes, many shoes and bandanas had fallen, and piles of feces and urine had fallen, and the kudzu clothes on his body were also full of footprints.

The wild shops on the side of the road are gone, and only a pile of trash that has been trampled on and scattered is gone, and the original appearance cannot be seen. After another time, he sat up and touched his bosom, only to find that the cake had been trampled on something like mud, and a few large coins were missing.

I couldn't help but feel sad and bitter, and I couldn't help but cry out loud. Then he had only time to howl for half a time, and he had to stop, for there was another crowd of people on the road, all with the cold light of their blades in their hands.

Chen Yuan couldn't care about anything else, he jumped up and limped to the side of the road, and then when he crossed the ditch, he tripped and fell into it again, rolling in a gray face.

Then he was horrified to find himself surrounded by several men armed with swords.

"Found a spy ......"

"What should you do like this......"

"Chopped or boiled......"

He couldn't help but hold his head and tremble.

"Just a poor man...... Don't embarrass him."

Then a familiar voice said,

"Let's keep walking. Time is running out......"

The men retreated abruptly.

At this time, Chen Yuan couldn't care about being frightened anymore, and a clever man got up and shouted with the greatest strength.

"Is it Brother Pengju......

The other party also sighed and walked over, and it was Pengju who Chen Yuan hadn't seen for many days and was about to defect.

"I've found you......"

He burst into tears.

After a while, Chen Yuan drank a few sips of wine, ate two dry cakes, and rubbed medicinal oil on his body, which was no longer so painful, and then looked around.

There were hundreds of people here, most of them were armed with knives and spears, and a few were holding long forks and rakes, Brother Peng Ju was surrounded by them, and he looked like a rather prestigious leader, Chen Yuan couldn't help but ask cautiously

"Brother Pengju, have you become the head of the official army......

"Officers and Soldiers ......"

Zuo Jin suddenly burst into a burst of laughter,

"This guy actually said ......"

He was a little confused, full of sarcastic smiles, but there wasn't much malice,

"We're all thieves now......"

Brother Pengju sighed,

"Even if it was once an official army, it was a rebellious official army......

Another bearded man said

"Are you the king of the stall, I have also heard of you, and you have eaten our things, this is considered to be a thief......"

Then Peng Ju also gave Chen Yuan a brief description of what had happened these days, which was nothing more than the miscellaneous servants of these Luodu and even Jinnei, who had been laid off, and went to Songyang to join the army in a gang.

As a result, I found that I was pitted, and the so-called new battalion of the Cao Army was not a fighting force, but a coolie who was ready to provide all kinds of labor, and as soon as he entered, he was strictly guarded and was not allowed to leave or.

That's it, after digging the sand for two months, not only did they not even see the promised housing money, they didn't even have military salaries, they ate moldy rice and rotten vegetables, and did things like cattle and horses, so they couldn't help but have a surge of emotions, and then they were severely punished by the government for a few leaders who provoked trouble, but greater contradictions and resentment have been buried.

Then new news came, ready to send them to Bianzhou to repair the embankment, the Bianhe River is known for the Yellow River sand hanging high and the ground, to repair the embankment is very risky, if you are not careful, there will be a lot of casualties, so most of them are desperate homeless people or criminals to fill the trouble.

This completely blew up the nest, and it was not for people to look at, and we also wanted our lives to fill in the river, so the new pawns of the entire eleven battalion leaders immediately mutinied in tandem, killed the officers and the regular soldiers guarding the guards, seized weapons, and burned and plundered them in Dengfeng County.

Brother Peng Ju was the bigger one by his side, but she seemed to have other ideas.

"That's right...... Is it okay to go in Luodu?"

Peng Ju was a little embarrassed, and whispered to Chen Yuan

"I don't know if it will affect my family......

"Brother Pengju knows ......"

saw Chen Yuan's tears fall again

"Lingtang has gone to ......"

"How did you get there......?"

Peng Ju pinched Chen Yuan's shoulder viciously, grabbed him and screamed, and then let go a little apologetically

"Of course, I'm sick from overwork, and I'm much hungrier......"

Chen Yuan, who rubbed his shoulders gently, said a little gloomily

"In this case, I didn't leave Qian Mi for my mother...... One that can last for half a year"

"Prices in the city of Los Angeles are skyrocketing, and even ordinary people can't afford it......"

"What's more...... There are several new donations......"

"Didn't Old Envoy Zheng promise my family to be exempted from military service and miscellaneous silk ......"

"Old Envoy Zheng has passed away, and the newly appointed county lieutenant wants to recover the accumulated arrears on the grounds that you are no longer a public servant......"

Speaking of this, Chen Yuan paused.

Lingtang had to undertake the work and sew up the family...... Then the eyes gradually become unable to see."

"When the neighborhood gathers to find a doctor, it's already a soup that doesn't take in, just reading your name...... Don't worry too much about being in the army."

"It is the sin of a son who wants to raise but does not treat his parents......"

Hearing this, Peng Ju suddenly stood up and looked up to the sky and roared, tore his clothes apart, and walked out of the back of the four big words "Jing Zhong to serve the country", and burst into tears in the direction of Luodu.

"Is this providential......

After some venting, the man named Pengju muttered to himself with a sad face on his face.

"Go east, kill Rongyang, we take the ship and go to Liangshan ......"

"Even if you die, you have to stir up a wave of this cannibalistic world.

Luodu City, the residence of the king of Dongjiacheng, is in his own courtyard, playing chess with his colleagues, Shangshu Gao Qian, from the mouth of the retired family, just got the news about the Dengfeng mutiny, smiled slightly, waved his hand and dropped a son, pointed at the other party's big eyes, and then swept out a small piece from the chessboard.

"The princes are so anxious that they lost their hands again in the Cao camp......"

"Well done......"