Winter was getting colder and colder, and Cen Hu'er looked up at a touch of white in the distance, and a trace of worry flashed on her face. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The hill in the distance was completely covered with snow and ice, and the snow had fallen three days ago, but the top of the hill had not melted away until now, and it still stood stubbornly on the top of the hill, as if it had put a white hat on it. There was still some snow and ice on both sides of the road that had not dissipated, and there should have been in the middle of the road, but the ice and snow had already been trampled and shattered by the feet and hooves of people coming and going, and the road mixed with dirt had completely turned into a puddle of mud. The mud is sticky and thick, and if you accidentally step into it, you will have to put more effort into pulling your feet out. On the edge of the snow and ice scattered along the roadside sat a number of glazed peasants, dressed thinly, some of them only covered with tattered shirts, which could not resist the howling cold wind, but only made people feel colder and colder.

They sat on the ground in a daze, not going anywhere, as if they had resigned themselves to life.

Cen Hu'er rode on the mule, carefully guiding its path to avoid the mud on the road, and wrapped her cotton clothes tightly, trying to keep more of the cold wind out of her clothes. He looked at the scenery on the left and right, and asked slowly, "Second Uncle Lu, why do you say there are so many refugees on the side of the road?" ”

Second Uncle Lu is the long-term worker of his family, and he grew up with the old man, and for the old man, he is no different from his own brother. Uncle Lu was a slightly rickety old farmer, with rough skin and a withered yellow face that had experienced hardships and hunger, as well as a lame leg that had been bitten by a dog and could no longer heal. But for Cen Hu'er, this old farmer is an elder who is two points closer than his father.

Second Uncle Lu looked at these suffering peasants with compassion, and said in a deep tone unique to farmers: "God is angry this year, it has snowed everywhere in the south!" The house is collapsed, the field is full of ice shells, the animals have no place to eat, and the hooves and wrists of the ice shells are scratched! Our family's cotton was harvested early, and we didn't raise many animals, which is pretty good, but some people's ewes have been aborted and died a lot! Oh my God, it's, it's, oh! As he said this, he sighed, apparently without a hint of schadenfreude.

Cen Hu'er looked at the remnants of the mountains and rivers in front of him with a solemn face, the previous Nanzhi was definitely not like this. In the past, although the winter days in Jiangnan were damp, they were never so cold, although it was not very pleasant, and I wanted to sleep by the brazier, but it would not have such a heavy snowfall. But the Jiangnan in front of him is completely white.

A little bit of white is spread on the brown and yellow earth, which is the remains of ice and snow, and everything as far as the eye can see is a mixture of white and yellow, and this piece of heaven and earth seems to be a snow scene that has been splashed with tea, and it is as if heaven and earth are wantonly smearing white and yellow paint, bringing pain and death to the people of this land. And what's even more terrifying is that this kind of scene is by no means a unique landscape in one place, he has been like this all the way, Suzhou is like this, Songjiang is like this, Huating is also like this, and even the Wujiang Canal, which is not frozen all year round, has been frozen!

You must know that the land in Jiangnan is hot and humid, and the northerners have never been able to adapt to it, which is one of the reasons why it is difficult for the northerner cavalry to dominate in the south of the Yangtze River. As long as you look at these farmers, you can know that they were originally homesteaders with small savings, but now they are also ruined by this snow disaster, so they can only sit on their own land and watch this miserable world, begging for mercy from heaven or the court in their hearts.

It's just that in Cen Hu'er's view, it is impossible to want God to be merciful, "Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs", there is no good or evil in all things, and there is no mercy and cruelty at all. If Heaven had mercy, there would have been no blizzard in the first place. And the imperial court, when she thought of the imperial court, Cen Hu'er couldn't help frowning a little, if this celestial induction doctrine is really right, and this celestial change is the immorality of the Son of Heaven, then wouldn't this great tomorrow be in jeopardy?

Twenty-three-year-old Cen Hu'er bit his lip tightly, he had never believed in these ghost and god doctrines, he believed in his own strength and moral power more than in heaven and virtue.

Yes, he believed in morality, and he was rewarded for it. He followed Liu Gong to patrol and castrate, for Liu Gong to charge into battle, and finally received a rich reward for this, he is now a pilot village councilor of the Son of Heaven himself, from the official of Jiupin!

Although he is only a nine-grade official, he is not even as good as a sesame seed in the eyes of adults and gentlemen, but after all, he is an official, an official who can be exempted from taxes! And Cen Hu'er believes that he can be like the prisoner of the previous dynasty as an official, from the petty official of Jiupin all the way up to the day when Zhishi retires, he can be a county prefect or something.

He didn't dare to think about it as a high-ranking official in the cabinet, after all, he was just a showman, but since Duke Liu could be named the champion of the imperial gift, why couldn't he be a seven-rank magistrate!

And all this has to start with this return to the hometown. Cen Hu'er bit her lip tightly and made up her mind.

If this snow disaster is the first level to test my Cen Hu'er, let him come more violently! I, Cen Hu'er, want to let the world know that I, an official, am definitely not lucky enough, Liu Gong is just lucky, what he can do, I Cen Hu'er can also do!

The young and energetic new official clenched his fists clenched tightly in his cuffs, and his eyes were full of determination and hope.

This is the fighting spirit and hope that belongs only to young people, and only young people who have not experienced difficulties and tortures can be so fearless and indomitable.

However, ambition returns to ambition, fighting spirit returns to fighting spirit, and disaster relief work must still be done in accordance with the rules, and we must always fight indiscriminately, then it is not momentum, but stupidity. Cen Hu'er recalled the sage's remarks on the Four Books and Five Classics in his mind, and wanted to find some methods for disaster relief and disaster relief from them, but unfortunately most of the methods he found were some big and inappropriate preaching, and occasionally there were some specific methods, which could only be realized by the king of a country or the head of a place, and he was neither, so it was of no practical use.

Realizing that the Four Books and Five Classics did not have much effect on his disaster relief, Cen Hu'er was a little depressed, and he began to miss the days of following Liu Gong, although those days were a little hard, but they did broaden his horizons and increase his knowledge, Mr. Liu Ruyi and Mr. Li Fengtian's ability to organize and plan was very powerful, which also made him only need to run and call for it, and he didn't need to use his brain too much.

Now that I think about it, although this is easier for my brain, once I have to do practical things, I am a little shrunken!

If Liu Gong is still here, it would be great, at least I just need to carry it out, and I don't need to be responsible!

I don't know if Huang Xing and Liu are doing well with them, they want to follow Liu Gong to Yizhou, I don't know if they will suffer too much? I heard that Yizhou is the land occupied by Hongmaoyi, I don't know if Liu Gong's people can beat them? If Liu Gong opened up Yizhou, how many years would it take to return to the mainland, if he could be an official under him, but it was quite easy, and he was very generous to his subordinates......

The young official's heart was entangled, and he was a little distracted for a while, until he heard a series of inquiries from Second Uncle Lu: "Young Master, Young Master, are you okay?" ”

"Oh, it's okay, I just remembered some things about this outing." Cen Hu'er came back to her senses and replied in a low voice.

Hearing Cen Hu'er mention going out, the look on Second Uncle Lu's face suddenly became vivid, he held his thumb high, ignoring the howling cold wind that might blow into his mouth, and said loudly: "Now it is spread in Zhuangzi, saying that the young master followed Liu Gong to sweep the southeast, and then entered the capital to face the saint, and got a big official!" also said that the young master is an official in our Zhuangzi, and he is in charge of the affairs of the small people! Aunt Li has always said that when she held the young master when she was a child, she knew that the young master must be the material that can be an official! ”

Aunt Li is her own wet nurse, and she has seen herself as a big person since she was a child, so even if Cen Hu'er doesn't like to be picked up about the past, she has to continue this topic: "Where, in fact, I didn't see the emperor, after all, we are only petty officials of Jiupin, and there are many big officials who don't like us, and think that we don't have a reputation for raising people or making meritorious contributions, so we just thanked us outside the palace, and only Liu Gong was summoned by the emperor's grandfather." ”

If it is to others, Cen Hu'er, who has strong self-esteem, will proudly say that he has seen the emperor and is a celebrity in the eyes of the emperor. But in the face of the father-like Second Uncle Lu, he really didn't feel the need to lie, so he told the truth: "Duke Liu told us when he left, this official is also what he finally asked us for, and I don't know how many years I can be a man!" These non-commissioned officers of the imperial court really look down on us for showing off their talents! ”

"Say no more!" Second Uncle Lu looked at his nephew with loving eyes, and said slowly, "What's wrong with Jipin?" Jiupin is also an official! The small sesame official is also an official, and he can also manage things, but he is better than the small official! Since the old man in our family, there has never been a serious official, you are now an official, or an official in your hometown, the old man is happy or something, dozens of firecrackers have been set off! ”

Yes, after all, he is an official, although he can't be compared with Liu Gong, but he is an official after all! Thinking like this, Cen Hu'er showed a difficult smile: "Second Uncle is right, no matter how you say it, there are still so many scholars who have not won the official, and I can't be too greedy." ”

Speaking of other scholars, Second Uncle Lu asked curiously, "Why didn't the young master follow Liu Gong to that Yizhou?" I heard that it was a good place, but it was occupied by the Red Hairy. But if you think that Liu Gong is a Wenqu star, it is not difficult to clean up these demons and monsters! I heard that as long as you go there, the scholars will divide the land! ”

Cen Hu'er's face froze, he didn't really want to answer this question. (To be continued.) )