The western Liaoning corridor is only narrow, the land is very limited, and the areas close to Jiannu cannot be cultivated, and hundreds of thousands of refugees have poured in, which is simply to add insult to injury.

It's just that those family generals still want to reach out and annex the land, which is simply unbearable!

"Shibo, let's go to Quang Ninh now, and we'll meet these people for a while!"

Wang Huazhen has long been annoyed by this gang of people, the wicked have their own wicked grinding, and they have to rely on Zhang Ke to clean them up. However, it can't be caused by temperament, Wang Huazhen persuaded: "Yongzhen, leave a line in everything, these people have a deep relationship, and now Liaodong can't be in chaos!" ”

"Hmm!"

Zhang Ke casually agreed, and Wang Huazhen didn't know if he listened or not, so he was suddenly a little worried.

Soon, Zhang Ke ordered 2,000 men and horses, and rushed to Guangning with Wang Huazhen. Along the way, on the side of the road in the valley, as long as there is a little open space, there is a simple shed newly erected, a few stumps are propped up, and artemisia grass is used to turn it into a curtain, which is covered casually, and the shed is covered with straw leaves, which is the home of the inhabitants.

Liaodong is rich in products, going up the mountains and down the river, picking wild vegetables, fishing, begging for food, and the imperial court can also send some relief food, and the refugees can barely maintain a humble life.

The further you go to Quang Ninh, the more refugees there are, and the more ugly Wang Huazhen's face becomes.

"All the people are suffering, it's all because I, the parent official, is not doing well, ashamed, ashamed!"

Zhang Ke said with a smile: "Shibo doesn't have to blame himself, the people didn't make trouble, it's Shibo's credit." Let's figure it out, and we'll definitely be able to solve it. But there is one thing, that is, it cannot be delayed through the fall. Once it snows, it's going to die! ”

Wang Huazhen thought so, and they continued to move forward, only twenty miles away from Quang Ninh, but the sky had already darkened. Chu Haitian, who was in charge of protecting them, came to report.

"My lord, there is a very large village in front of us, and you and Lord Wang will rest in the village for a night. The brothers camped outside the village. ”

"Well, don't shout at the people, there are many mosquitoes in the wild, burn some mugwort before going to bed to repel mosquitoes."

"Thank you for the reminder, I'll arrange it."

Ten miles away from the village, the soldiers set up camp, Zhang Ke took more than 100 people, and Wang Huazhen walked towards the village. The village covers a large area, and the fog is billowing. It seems that there are three or four thousand people. In front of the village, a clear stream meanders through it, and fertile farmland is flanked on either side.

Walking on the wooden bridge and walking across the stream, the ears are full of frogs and insects, which is very interesting.

"Alas, if Liaodong is pacified one day, the old man will resign and go home, plough the acres of land, and tease his grandson. What a taste! ”

Wang Huazhen laughed, everyone Chinese literati had a sweet dream of the Peach Blossom Spring, and Lao Wang was fascinated by it and couldn't extricate himself. Zhang Ke smiled: "Shibo." In this situation, it is best to chant a poem. ”

"It should, it should!" Saying that, Wang Huazhen lowered her head and silently pondered the poem. After almost a dozen steps, he suddenly raised his head with a smile, "There you have it!" ”

"Be careful!"

didn't wait for Wang Huazhen to react. Suddenly, a person jumped out of the grass not far in front of him, picked up a wooden stick, and hit Wang Huazhen's head!

"Oops!" Lao Wang was beaten dizzy, sat in the mud puddle, and there was no poetry left, only scolding his mother!

"Soul is weak, who dares to hit me!"

When I looked up, I saw more than a dozen young people jumping up in the grass, holding pickaxes, shovels, wooden sticks, kitchen knives and the like in their hands, and they were scolding, "Beat the poor ghosts, kill the poor ghosts!" ”

"It's the other way around!"

Zhang Ke scolded angrily, Chu Haitian took the lead and rushed forward, he didn't draw his knife, purely relying on speed, like a cannonball, and knocked the two villagers away. The guards in the back rushed up, and before the remaining villagers understood what was going on, they pressed them to the ground, and their parents screamed!

Chu Haitian sneered: "I thought you had a lot of ability, you had a bunch of bags, and you dared to sneak attack adults, you are just looking for death!" Let's go, wait for Lord Wang's fate! ”

These young men also saw clearly by the moonlight, what kind of poor ghosts these people were! One by one, they were wearing armor, and the weapons in their hands were shining, and they were all numb!

"Spare your life, the adults spare your life, the little ones are mistaken!"

"If you make a mistake, you dare to attack a first-class master, if you get it right, you won't enter the Jinluan Palace!"

Chu Haitian took a kid's neck and threw it in front of Wang Huazhen.

"My lord, please send it down!"

At this time, Zhang Ke helped Wang Huazhen up, and the old man had a swollen egg-sized bag on his forehead, which made the old man grin in pain. When I saw these boys, I didn't get angry.

"Where are you bandits, where are you robbers, how dare you cut the path and rob! Bumped into the hands of this official, tell me the truth, where is your lair, how many evil things have you done! There is a word of falsehood, and the old man will not forgive! ”

Wang Huazhen, as the governor, has the king's order flag, not to mention a few little people, even if he is an official, he will kill him! What's more, there is a more fierce Zhang Ke by his side, there are many ways to find death, and these boys undoubtedly chose the most painful one!

"Adults spare their lives, the little ones don't know if it's the big master!"

"If ordinary people are robbed by you, they will be stubborn, give me a beating!" Wang Huazhen shouted angrily.

"Don't!"

The leading kid finally knew that he was kicking on the iron plate, and he cried with a handful of snot and tears: "Lord Qingtian, the little ones are here to block the poor ghosts, I didn't expect to offend the adults, the big lord and prime minister's stomach can support the boat, just let us go!" ”

"Fart! What poor ghosts, you still dare to make up lies, if you don't fight, you can't do it, do it! ”

Zhang Ke kept watching, these people didn't look like robbers, and what they said was a little strange, he stretched out his hand to stop Wang Huazhen.

"Shibo, it's not too late to clean them up when I ask them clearly."

Zhang Ke leaned over and stared at the leading boy, this guy was stared at by Zhang Ke and was covered in hair, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Say, what's the matter with the poor ghost?"

"Master Qiyu, it's those guys who ran from the north, they have no land and no fields, so they came to rob us!"

"Nonsense!"

Wang Huazhen is really angry now, the refugees were resettled by him, and he is proud that there is no chaos, how can there be a matter of grabbing land!

"You tell the truth to the official, otherwise the official will cut off your dog's head!"

"Big man, the little ones really don't dare to talk nonsense, they have all come three or four times, and more than a dozen people in our village have been injured."

Zhang Ke's pupils shrunk into essence. He instinctively sensed that things were not simple.

"Shibo, let's go to the village and ask."

"Hmm!" Wang Huazhen endured her anger and nodded in agreement.

They strode towards the village. There were still more than 200 meters away from the village gate, and suddenly there was a sound of gongs and drums, and a large group of people ran out of it.

Men, women, and children, all holding guys in their hands, holding torches, blocked the front of the gate of the village. There was an old man in his fifties who carried a large rusty iron knife in his hand. Gritted his teeth and scolded.

"Do you poor ghosts still have a conscience, and when our village gave you food, you came to rob the fields and cut off our way of life?"

The old man scolded loudly, and the young people on both sides were also indignant, but when they saw Zhang Ke and them, they immediately shrank their necks in fright.

"Fourth grandfather, not a poor ghost. It seems to be officers and soldiers! ”

The old man's eyes widened at this time, and as soon as his hand was released, the iron knife fell to the ground.

"Oh, the little one has no eyes. The old man spares his life! ”

The old man fell to his knees, followed by a large group, all of whom knelt down.

Zhang Ke looked at these people, they were indeed villagers who did their duty. said: "Get up, nominate a few representatives to come over, and make things clear!" ”

There was confusion among the villagers. Three people walked out of it, the leader was the old man, and the two middle-aged people in their thirties and forties were behind, they looked forward and backwards, and trembled in front of Zhang Ke.

"Okay, don't kowtow, tell me what's going on with the poor ghost?"

"Yes." The old man organized the language, and said with a sad face: "Sir, things have to start from a few months ago......

The village is surrounded by dense elm forests, hence the name Elm Village, and has a population of more than 2,000 people, which is basically the same as the town. As the fairy tale says, the small village lived a quiet and peaceful life, with men farming and women weaving, and a happy life until one day......

A group of unclothed refugees came, and the villagers initially gave food to the refugees out of pity, but there were more and more refugees, and some even stole and stole the villagers' poultry and livestock. The honest villagers became angry and drove the refugees away.

But no one could resist the craving for food, and some refugees secretly climbed over the village wall in the middle of the night and took what they could.

Finally, the unbearable villagers elected a large number of Ding Zhuang, patrolled the village with weapons, and when they encountered refugees, they attacked them fiercely, and even killed people. At this time, the number of refugees also increased, and the two sides actually fought on a large scale.

Ten days ago, someone suddenly told the villagers to hand over all the rented fields and sublet them to refugees! The powder packs were completely ignited, and the angry people refused to hand over the fields, and set up men outside the village.

"I see!"

After listening to the people's narration, Wang Huazhen and Zhang Ke both showed puzzled looks in their eyes. How could someone want to divide the land for the refugees, this is something that Zhang Ke has been planning to do, and it makes people take the lead!

"Old man, who told you to hand over the fields?"

"Yes, it's the imperial court!"

"!" Wang Huazhen said unceremoniously: "This official is the governor of Liaodong, and the governor's yamen did let the refugees be resettled, but all the wasteland was used, when did the people force the people to hand over the fields!" ”

"Ahh When the old man heard this, tears fell like rain, lying on the ground, kowtowing, snot and tears.

"Master, you can do well, give the poor a way to live, please!"

Wang Huazhen couldn't raise her anger, so she could only look at Zhang Ke and said, "Yongzhen, what do you think about this?" ”

"Alas, if my guess is correct, this should be a big scene of cannibalism!"

"You mean the refugees eat the villagers?"

"No!" Zhang Ke shook his head decisively: "It's the big families and military attaches who eat people, and the people are all victims!" ”

At this moment, suddenly there was a heart-rending shout from the village.

"Oh no, the poor ghost has come in from the north, it's the old man, go and block it, don't let them kill in!" (To be continued......)