After the soldiers conveyed Deng Bao's words, these refugees followed one after another.

When he reached the top of the mountain to the west, Deng Bao looked back and saw 90 soldiers leading horses, mixed with the refugees, walking along the crooked dirt road, the line dragged on for a long time, and there was no end in sight.

Deng Bao took a breath, and when he looked back, he saw that the hill in front of him was overgrown with trees, and under the hill, there was a river reflecting the skylight, and there were several earthen houses exposed in the corners of the mountains and rivers. Deng Bao thought, "Let's stay here at night." ”

When he came to the river, Deng Bao instructed the soldiers to go to the village to look for people and ask for directions, and several soldiers came over for a while and returned to report: "Lord, there is no one in the village. ”

Deng Bao stopped talking, stood up again and led his horse and ordered: "Enter the village to stay." ”

Deng Bao came to the middle of the village and instructed the soldiers to collect firewood and barbecue horse meat.

That night, Deng Bao, the soldiers and the refugees all stayed in the village.

In the early spring weather, the night was extremely cold, the crying of babies was heard from time to time in the refugee team, and there was also a faint sound of women cursing reluctantly, as well as the sound of men fighting, Deng Bao frowned and thought: "Where you go, it counts!" Those who have a life will live, and those who have no life have to follow their orders. ”

After walking for about ten days, the refugee team came to the bank of the Yellow River.

At this time, it was the dry season of the Yellow River in spring, Deng Bao saw the Yellow River, knew that he had left the place of war in Hebei, and came to the spirit.

By this time, the horse meat had been eaten, and although many of the refugees had died, they had kept up with some along the way, so the number of people in the team was not only quite large, but increased.

Deng Bao was a little chilled - there were only nine Cao soldiers left with him, and there was no food, how could he keep going?

However, you can't help but go.

Deng Bao did not manage the refugee team along the way, he knew that he could not manage it at all, "It would be good to be able to live and walk, and it would be as good as he could survive, as long as he could keep walking." ”

So, after crossing the Yellow River, Deng Bao encouraged the refugees to go around and seek food on their own: "Steal if you can, steal if you can, grab if you can!" Either way, if you can get something to eat, if you survive, I'll escort you forward. ”

In this way, a few months later, this group of refugees actually came to Jingling County on the north bank of the Xiangjiang River.

When this group of refugees came to the outside of Jingling County, they went into the city separately to beg for food.

Tens of thousands of displaced people came and went inside and outside the city, causing panic among the residents of Jingling.

The county yamen also had no idea for a while, and so many displaced people could not be driven away, and they could not be provoked.

Refugees begging for food, not enough to eat, start to rob, merchants or soldiers come to surround and beat, these homeless people have never been able to fight back, scolded and scolded, let you beat and scold, as long as you can't die, stand up or beg you for alms.

It is not only in the city that is disturbed by this homeless people, but also in the countryside that there are homeless people walking around and begging for demand.

The yamen had no way to deal with it, so they sent the emergency document to the Xiangyang Assassin Shi Yamen, and the Assassin Shi Yamen reported the situation to Liu Cong, and Liu Cong brought Liang Zhu'er and them over, he wanted to see with his own eyes what the displaced people were like.

When Liu Cong arrived at the post station on the north side of the Xiangjiang River, it was already dark, and he handed over the horse to Liang Zhu'er to go to the refugee residence to have a look.

The post station official dissuaded: "Lord, what is the point of a group of begging people called Hanako. It's better to go to bed early after dinner and rest, and come back tomorrow after the rest. ”

Liu Cong really felt tired, so he entered the room and rested while drinking tea.

After dinner, Liu Cong still remembered these refugees in his heart, so he instructed Liang Zhu'er: "Let's go, go out with me to have a look." ”

The post officer said, "Before dawn they will come out and beg for food." My lord, there is no need to see them, for tomorrow after dawn they will come by themselves. Our post station has to send more than a dozen batches of flowers every day, which is really annoying. ”

Liu Cong didn't reply, just lowered his head and walked out.

Liang Zhu'er saw it, and hurriedly signaled to Ma Zhu'er, and the two followed out together.

The post station official came out again and said, "The lord doesn't need to go far, it's too dark." Walking half a mile to the south, in the mulberry forest on the edge of the Xiangjiang River, there is a nest of flowers sleeping there. We don't understand what we are talking about, and we don't know from which state or county so many things that can't be killed. ”

Liu Cong didn't squeak, went out of the gate and looked south, only to see that in the dark night along the north bank of the Xiangjiang River, piles of bonfires were burning, and it was impossible to tell whether it was the stars in the sky or the fire in the ground, and it seemed that the Milky Way had fallen on the north bank of the Xiangjiang River.

Liu Cong was a little surprised, and muttered: "There are so many refugees, there should be tens of millions, right?" How good is that? ”

When Liu Cong thought of this, he was anxious, so he turned around and came back, and when he entered the house, he didn't take off his clothes, he lay on his back on the bed, looking at the black roof, thinking of how to deal with it.

He thought: "Right now, Jingzhou's reclamation of barren tuntian is just beginning, but so many people have come called Huazi. It is said that this is a good thing that the tuntian is in need of manpower, but these people have neither agricultural equipment nor ploughing cattle in their hands, so how can they be used to reclaim the wasteland? Needless to say, there are no ploughing oxen, but there is not even a hoe or a pickle. What can I do? ”

Liu Cong frowned and thought, after thinking for a while, he couldn't think of how to use them, "Let's just say that the yamen paid for them to buy farm tools, but where did the yamen get so much money for a while?" Even if they have money to buy farm tools, they have no food to eat. Even if there is food for them to eat, they will have no place to live. Just have a place to live, which can provide them with a year of free food and life. ”

Liu Cong scratched his scalp, and after scratching for a while, there was still no way, so he got up and shouted at Liang Zhu'er: "Zhu'er, come here, I'm going to see these refugees." ”

Liang Zhu'er hurriedly ordered: "Lai fatty, you don't have to sleep, hurry up and feed the horses." Hey, the second master doesn't seem to be sleeping tonight, maybe he will have to rush back to Xiangyang overnight. ”

Liang Zhu'er ordered to come here, so he came over with Ma Zhu'er, entered the door and asked, "What does the second master command?" ”

"Come out with me to see the refugees, I want to see who they are."

"Second master, it's dark and the road is slippery??????"

"Little verbose, let's go."

The three of them went out like this and walked to the bank of the Xiangjiang River in the south.

When Liu Cong and the three of them stood on a high place and looked down, they saw that the bonfire was still burning, but it was not very prosperous, and there were already refugees sleeping next to the fire. By the light of the campfire, it can be seen that most of these refugees are covered with tattered clothes, and there are piles of dead grass and rotten leaves in front of them to protect them from the cold.

It was the night of early spring, and the cold was getting thicker and thicker, Liu Cong sighed: "Isn't it freezing to death this night?" ”

Liu Cong sighed and thought of this, only to hear the sound of whispering under the slope under the soles of his feet, and heard the sound of men and women wrying, and after a while, he heard the woman's muttering and cursing and helpless sighs. 021