438. The Lost City of Wind and Snow (I)
In the fifth year of the new calendar of Fuxi, spring.
A sudden heavy snowfall hit Jingjia City in the northern land of the Fuxi Federation, and a biting cold wind followed.
More than half of the city's inhabitants suffered from mild or severe cold, and more than 100 people died of freezing due to sudden cold. There are countless cases of frostbite.
A magnificent carriage stopped on the avenue out of town.
Song Rui in the car was slightly nervous, and then woke up that he had already changed his appearance, not to mention that the scene in front of him was so chaotic, there was no need to worry about it. He gently puffed up a breath of warm air, took a few sips on his cold hands, and then lifted the curtain.
Sure enough, as described by Lord Qi, there were people coming and going on the street, and there was chaos, most of them were two people carrying patients with severe frostbite on simple stretchers, and those people on the stretcher were wrapped in quilts all over their bodies, but they were still trembling, and even Song Rui couldn't help but shiver.
Looking a little further away, you can faintly see some corpses lying straight on the ground. From time to time, new corpses were carried by people, and because they were so hard that they often didn't even need a stretcher, two ropes wrapped around the head and neck and feet, and they were easily carried and transported.
Song Rui couldn't help frowning.
The casualties were so heavy that no one in the imperial court cared about it? Only three years after the death of the regent, is the state of the Federation already in such a state decay?
If Grandpa Ren is still here, the secret report of the internal affairs detective Sima who is hiding in Jingjia City should have arrived in Duzun City at this moment, and the special inspection officials of the Internal Affairs Office sent by the Three Gongyuan to reprimand and investigate will set off tonight at the latest, and the flying batter will be thousands of miles overnight, and before the sun rises tomorrow, the county guard may not be able to sleep peacefully in the bedroom. And the envoy who served as the special inspector of the Internal Affairs Office fell on his head nine times out of ten.
Thinking of this, a cold smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.
It's ridiculous. It has been three full years since the death of Duke Ren, and it has been two and a half years since he became a prisoner of the ranks, but his mind is full of the period when he was in the city of the sole king and was appreciated by the Grand Duke.
He loosened the curtain casually and glanced sideways at his companion who was sitting next to him, an obese official in his forties. At this moment, he also turned sideways. He opened the window on his side and stared out with a stern expression.
It was Shi Qi Jinlin, the county magistrate of Jingjia City, who belonged to the backbone of the Dingxin faction.
Looking at his condescending expression, Song Rui smiled coldly again. What he despised most in the past was this kind of snob who thought he controlled the world with a little power. But when this man walked into his room half an hour ago, removed the five Closing Needles from his body, and tried to help him escape, he agreed without hesitation.
More than two years of house arrest. He had almost lost the concentration that he was most proud of in the past.
sighed in my heart, a person is really easy to be changed by the real environment!
The driver in the driver's seat shouted, and the carriage rolled against the solid snow, making a slight creaking sound again.
Qi Jinlin lowered the curtain heavily and snorted fiercely: "These wastes, instead of cleaning up the main road in a hurry, have the leisure to pester the official." Having delayed the market today, they will go back and take care of their chiefs. ”
Jingjia County is the most developed area in commerce and trade among the northern counties of the Fuxi Federation. As the seat of the county, Jingjia City is naturally a high-end shopping mall, in the vast area of the north, among the four counties and eighteen cities, only the rice cake city in Dune County can be as famous as Jingjia City.
Although it is called Jingjia, it has nothing to do with the military aspect of the city. It's just that legend has it that at the time of the founding of the previous dynasty, this city was only a small village at the town level, and it was known for making a high-grade pure gold armor. A new name was immediately given: Jingjia Town.
After nearly 700 years of accumulation, Jingjia Town has slowly developed into its current scale, and ten years ago, because the residents had risen to more than 200,000, it was upgraded to a county, and at the same time became the county guard. However, the traditional craft of making armor in the past has long been lost, and now most of the residents of Jingjia City do not know the reason for the name of the city.
The pure gold armor that can block the Five Elements Spell, and the Kai Wang Lord, who is good at fighting, are just ancient legends that a few high-level cultural talents will occasionally recall.
"Is it an open day?" Jingjia City, as a big shopping mall in the northern part of the Federation, has a prosperous market trade, except for the animal tide in spring and summer, which has to be closed in those months, it is a three-day city in January on weekdays, and the big market of Tuijinfang will be opened every ten days to provide the largest business venue for traders from all over the country to come and go.
"Exactly, Mr. Song." Qi Jinlin's face relaxed, squeezed out a little smile, and then disappeared without a trace, "The heavy snow last night made me anxious, the weather was already hot, and many farmers from nearby towns and villages rushed to the outside of the city last night, thinking that they would be able to enter the city at noon today to catch up with the market after spending one night in the wild." Unexpectedly, alas, I couldn't have imagined that overnight, there would be such a heavy snowstorm and a crazy cold wave, I have been in Jingjia City for almost twenty years, but I have never seen such a cold climate. ”
Song Rui was silent, most of the entire Jingjia County, including all of this Jingjia City, is within the scope of the Confused Great Desert, which is a typical warm and humid tropical climate, not to mention the cold wave all year round, even if it is a snowflake, it is also a rare thing that comes once in ten years. This bizarre snowstorm is truly a rare occurrence in a hundred years.
He glanced at the other party and was slightly surprised to see that he actually had a look on his face.
"It turns out that Qi Changshi loves the people like a son so much, disrespectful and disrespectful!"
"Alas, Mr. Song is going to make fun of him, it's like scolding me! What worries me the most is that now that there are so many dead and wounded, it seems that Zheng Junshou will not be able to escape this impeachment. Qi Jinlin sighed again.
"Oh?" Song Rui said, "I'm very strange, why did the county guard let the villagers sleep in the wild last night, but didn't open the city gate, so that they all entered the city to avoid the cold?" At least, in the city, you can not be broken by the cold wind, and the losses will not be as heavy as now. ”
Qi Jinlin said: "The county guard went to the neighboring city the day before yesterday to handle an urgent official business, and he was not in the city. At present, it is Zhou Gongcao who is in charge of daily county affairs. Hey, it's a pity that he's still drunk at home and doesn't wake up! A look of disdain flashed across his face.
Song Rui's heart was cold. Qi Jinlin's inadvertent low chuckle was short and urgent, but the taste in his words was really not good.
That Zhou Gongcao is probably not from their faction, otherwise this guy wouldn't be so gloating. It's not their Dingxin faction, then it's the imperial faction. The surname Zhou, well, which Zhou family in Duzun City?
Three hundred years ago, the Fuxi Federation was formed by Lu Cihai, the king of Fuxi Kingdom, and the five major principalities including Zhongshan, Feng'an, Mingxiang, Xiuxing, and Yunmengze.
In the past, Lu Cihai, the king of Fuxi, swept the southern continent of the Nanling realm, and finally settled on the white dragon original city, and there was only one Zhou family among the founding merits, that is, Zhou Fulong, the secretary of the ministry, and later one of the "Seven Masters of Conglong" who was hyped up in the history books.
It is said that Lu Cihai was particularly fond of Zhou Fulong, believing that his name was a good omen, and it was the providence that God gave Fuxi to him. Therefore, since Zhou Fulong and the following generations, there have been many high-ranking officials and lords, and even the Zhou family has countless branches.
Up to now, the Zhou family has become one of the three major hereditary families in Kyoto, and there are no less than ten Zhou family families with noble titles.
"Then, this casualty accident has nothing to do with Zheng Junshou."
Qi Jinlin sighed: "Having said that, Lord Zheng is the head official of the county...... Hmph, the most hateful thing is that Zhou Gongcao, who was frivolous and didn't care about business. As the mayor of Jingjia City, I have to report the three public houses of the Duzun City according to the truth. personal feelings, but I can't take care of them. ”
Song Rui smiled noncommittally. I thought, the three public houses of the government? The current Grand Duke of Zhongshan, Ling Tian of Shangzhu State, and Lu Mingxi, the national teacher, are probably waiting for your timely secret performance. (To be continued......)
PS: Qin Yu's most important assistant in Nanling appeared......