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Zhang Yi felt that this sentence was talking about himself, and he obviously planned to leave after visiting the Taoist temple, but it turned out to be a matter of taking care of him.

But it's not a bad thing to think about, at least I found one more thing to do for the women in the Zhuangzi, and it is obvious that the emergence of masks will inevitably form a new profession, of course, in addition to masks, linen gloves are also a good business.

While walking, my heart became more and more happy, from being empty-handed to my current status, wealth, it really happened too fast, so that Zhang Yi was a little fluttering.

Of course, the life of the village is also good, in the laughter and laughter people gradually learn to forget, it seems that the coming locust plague is just a legend far away.

It's just that this is not the case outside Zhangjiazhuang, whether it is Chang'an or Jingyang, it seems that the appearance has changed overnight, and the streets that have become deserted suddenly become prosperous. Countless pedestrians rushed to buy food and barter..... Bursts of noise filled everything.....

"Sir, Zhuangzi will be under martial law from tomorrow!" The third uncle, who was sitting precariously, grinned, and after a moment of hesitation, he finally said what he thought.

"Yes, sir, it's all out there now!" Liu Laohan looked at Zhang Yi, during this time, he was responsible for taking the villagers to the city to send chickens, and he naturally knew very well about the things outside.

I saw that he seemed to have palpitations and said: "There are people everywhere outside, and the grain has been fried to a sky-high price and no one sells it. It is said that locust plagues have begun to occur in many places, and many victims have rushed to the state capital one by one, and even rushed directly to Chang'an......

The inner three floors and the outer three floors of Taicang are full of people, all counting on opening the warehouse to release grain, but the court is like invisible, and it is not released. I estimate that in a few days, we will start to mess up in Jingyang! ”

Zhang Yi frowned, the description of this locust plague in history is very terrifying, but he has already made so many things, is it possible that he has not changed a little?

In his mind, whether it is a bonfire or chickens and ducks eating insects, as long as any of these two methods are implemented, Zhang Yi does not dare to guarantee that at least the locust plague in the surrounding areas of various state capitals should be controllable.

But.... However, according to the available information, it is clear that things did not turn out as he expected, and the locust plague still came, even when no one reacted suddenly.

Could it be that Li Er didn't ask the officials below to adopt his own methods at all?

I thought about all kinds of possibilities in my mind.... However, everything seems to have no effect, and a pair of eyes in the hall are waiting for their own choice.

Zhang Yi admitted that he was a little selfish, and even hoped to make a fortune from this locust plague, but it was only now that he realized that he had a deep fear.

This fear does not come from ignorance, but from knowing too much.

I didn't dare to imagine the situation of Yi Zi eating and thousands of miles away, because Zhang Yi was worried that if he wanted to go down, he would appear in front of him as recorded in the history books.

"Seal the village!" After being silent for a long time, Zhang Yi finally spoke.

He knew very well in his heart that the more he had to be more decisive at this time, if there was any hesitation, it would not only be the dealer who would be hurt, but more likely himself or the old lady, and Zhang Xiang.

"Then let those young people who have been practicing for a long time be assigned new tasks, starting from today to divide into three teams, change randomly every four hours, and arrange someone to take care of each intersection into the village, once they find the homeless, they will be driven out!" Seeing Zhang Yi nodding, the third uncle said, "As for those who can't be driven away..... Let's just give the paste! ”

"Third uncle, what if you don't leave after giving you mushy noodles?" At this time, the man named Lao Wu stood up and asked the third uncle.

Zhang Yi is very impressed with the fifth child, and he still vaguely remembers that this fifth person seems to have been a government soldier before, and it seems that a team is coming, and during this time, he led a group of young people in the Zhuangzi to practice.

"If you can't get rid of it... As he spoke, the third uncle's voice became cold, and he stretched out his big, old hand, which was covered with old age spots, and made a cutting gesture towards his neck.

This is murder!

Rao is Zhang Yi has long been mentally prepared, but when he saw this respectable and even kind-faced old man make this action on weekdays, Zhang Yi still shuddered inexplicably.

This is not a troubled world, just a natural disaster, it has become a scene where everyone is in danger, Zhang Yi can't imagine how people should survive if it is a real troubled world!

"Also, are all the guys you have prepared?" The third uncle looked at Liu Laohan with a serious face again.

Liu Laohan hurriedly nodded and said, "Third uncle, it's all ready." Thirty-seven long knives and more than a hundred guns, all piled up in the storeroom, and I will have them sent down later! ”

"Yes, that's good!" The third uncle breathed a sigh of relief, and said to the fifth child: "Little five, you can remember, now is not the time to be soft-hearted, the whole Jingyang now counts our Zhangjiazhuang has food and food, if the homeless people come here, we will definitely be the first choice."

If you are soft, our entire Zhangjiazhuang will have to be buried with you! And ....."

The third uncle said and looked at Zhang Yi who was sitting on the main seat again, and said with a smile: "Thanks to God's blessing, let the lord come to our Zhangjiazhuang, and Zhuangzi is also the lord's fief, without the permission of the lord, he is a robber!" Kill a few robbers, and when the time comes, you just need to go to the county office to report! ”

"Lord, third uncle, uncle!" Lao Wu immediately clenched his fists, wanted everyone to make a military salute, and promised loudly: "Don't worry, if there is a homeless person entering the village at that time, my Lao Wu will bring a head to see you!" ”

Lao Wu's words were sonorous and powerful, and the words instantly returned to the true colors of a soldier, and the whole person was as cold as a sword out of the sheath!

"Good!" The third uncle shouted and nodded again and again.

Since Lao Wu said that he would not let a homeless person enter the village, he believed that there would never be a homeless person coming in!

However, Zhang Yi is secretly bitter, with the fifth child with the young and strong guard, Zhuangzi will definitely not have any problems for a period of time, but what about the plague? The plague does not recognize people, even though there is food in the Zhuangzi, but what about the water source? The main water source of the whole Zhangjiazhuang is the Jingyang River, even if it has escaped the level of homelessness, there is still the plague This level must be passed!