Chapter 127: The Yellow River Trading Point (17)
When Uncle Lu went home, he felt that his legs were weak, and the biggest reason for such a result was naturally hunger.
After entering the house, he said to his third son: "Pull a small cart and go to Zheng's house to transport some grain back." ”
The son was stunned after hearing this, in the situation of the Zheng family and the Lu family, why did the father suddenly go to the Zheng family to transport grain.
"Hurry up, aren't you hungry and panicking!" Uncle Lu felt that he didn't have the strength to get angry again, and after eating gruel for more than ten days, he could see the stars out of thin air in broad daylight. If it weren't for that, he wouldn't have pulled down his face to borrow grain from the Zheng family.
Previously, Uncle Lu went to the Kong family three times in a row to borrow grain, because he didn't want to tell the Kong family that he was going to move south, Uncle Lu proposed to borrow only 1,000 catties of grain, but the Kong family repeatedly refused. It must be said that the current Uncle Lu is really not angry with the Kong family, after seeing so many things, he understands what it means to 'fly separately when the disaster comes'. The purpose of the Lu family's borrowing of grain was not to tide over the difficulties with the Kong family, but to part ways with the people of the Kong family.
Out of such a mentality, Uncle Lu was finally released by the Mongols today, so he begged the Zheng family to borrow grain. Since it must be to run away, the Lu family doesn't care about the Zheng family. If you can really come back in the future, you will still have food at that time. If they can't come back, the Lu family won't miss the Zheng family much.
pulled the car and took his son to the gate of the Zheng family's compound, only to see that the Zheng family was very well guarded. After inspection, the father and son were allowed in. In the courtyard, the head of the Zheng family asked people to carry food, and then asked: "You have done a lot of work today, it is not that you have talked about the surname, the Mongolians are afraid that they will not let everyone leave so happily." ”
Uncle Lu couldn't help grinning after hearing this, he didn't think about it so much at all, he just found the most reasonable reason for him. There are no people surnamed Lin in Hebei. Saying this, the Mongols became interested in the Han surname branch, and although Uncle Lu received a few whips, the Mongolian steward finally felt that there was a gain, so he temporarily let everyone go.
"Do you think the Mongols want to kill all the people surnamed Lin in Hebei?" Uncle Lu asked the head of the Zheng family.
Faced with this question, the head of the Zheng family smiled bitterly. This action is extremely rare for this local hero, at least Uncle Lu has seen the head of the Zheng family so many times, and it is the first time he has seen him show such an expression. Then Uncle Lu listened to the head of the Zheng family sigh: "We can't control what the Mongols want to do." ”
"Hah! Ha ha! Uncle Lu laughed dryly, this is not just a point where it can't be controlled, but the Mongolians can do whatever they want. Recalling that in the place south of the Yellow River, the Lu family, who fled the famine, felt very unhappy, but there was no feeling of insecurity. Although in recent years, the Great Song Dynasty has proved that they can fight better than the Mongols, but the feeling of weakness of the southern barbarians formed by the northerners has not disappeared, and Uncle Lu feels that the official government of the southern barbarians does not have the domineering of the Mongolian side.
Now that he has fully experienced the domineering spirit of Mongolia, Uncle Lu just wants to hurry to live under the rule of the Southern Barbarian Mansion with a weak atmosphere. Compared with Dayuan's side, the chances of surviving in the south are too great.
When the grain arrived, Uncle Lu was very grateful to the head of the Zheng family. The head of the Zheng family said flatly: "They are all villagers, and they have to help when they need to help." In retrospect, it was too presumptuous for everyone to see each other in the past. ”
"This ...... It takes two to tango. Uncle Lu couldn't help but echo the kindness of the Zheng family, and then sent the note of borrowing grain.
After coming out of Zheng's house, Uncle Lu hurriedly transported the grain back to distribute it to each family. Although cooking will have a fragrance, it can't be so much at this time. Everyone has been hungry for so long, and it is really unbearable to skip a meal. The hot batter is brushed on the iron pan with oil brought from the south and spread out into pancakes. It was sprinkled with salt and seasoning from the south. Uncle Lu took a bite, and tears couldn't help but gush out. It was so delicious, he thought it was the best pancake he had ever eaten in his life. Although the pancake stall is thicker and the middle part is still raw, it tastes so good.
Wiping away his tears, Uncle Lu took matters into his own hands to thin the batter, and this time the pancakes with a little burnt skin were even more delicious. The family gathered around the stove and waited for the pancakes to be ready. Uncle Lu spread out one after another, and the original idea of careful planning was temporarily put aside, what he needed now was to be full. As long as you can eat enough, it doesn't hurt to die.
Two days later, Uncle Lu found that he had to prepare to escape. Because the food is being consumed faster than expected, and people are coming from the south. Uncle Lu's second son has returned, and he has brought news from the south, and Director Lu strongly recommends that the family move to the south. They also had ships ready.
The Mongols didn't do anything to the group for the past two days, and they didn't leave. Thinking back on the previous things, Uncle Lu decided to leave quickly. It's good to wait for the Mongols to leave before leaving, but what if the Mongols come before arresting them? It's also dangerous to stay with these vicious guys for a while.
The matter was decided, and Uncle Lu asked everyone to eat and sleep early. After nightfall, he sent his clever fellows to the road to inquire and answer. He chose a long route, bypassing where the Mongol soldiers were stationed.
Late at night, everyone was called up for a hot meal, and the Lu family was taken off with simple luggage before dawn.
After walking a long way in the dark, the sky slowly brightened. I didn't meet anyone along the way, but I just met the Lu family who had been sent here before they met at the agreed place. These guys seem to be waiting in a hurry, and when they see everyone coming, they can't help but talk, and they can't stop it.
Although he hadn't read Ouyang Xiu's "Qiu Shengfu", Uncle Lu also made everyone bite chopsticks in their mouths according to the wisdom of the ancients, and tied ropes to both ends and hung them around their necks for fear that the chopsticks would fall. If you bite something like this in your mouth, you can't speak. After letting these chatty guys bite the thing, the whole team fell silent. Even those babies, when they were fed and tied to their backs, the little things didn't squeak.
After dawn, the speed at which everyone sent Xiangmei away increased a lot, and by noon, they probably went around to the south of the Mongolian army, which was more than ten miles east of the Mongolian army. Although I felt a lot more relieved, I didn't dare to stop. After a short rest after lunch, the group continued to walk towards the agreed crossing point.
After walking for another hour, Uncle Lu finally felt a little relieved. At this rate, you can reach the Xiaoqing River in the evening. You can walk along the Xiaoqing River for half a day to the Yellow River, and the crossing point is at the confluence of the Yellow River and the Xiaoqing River.
Relaxed emotions are naturally contagious, although Uncle Lu didn't say anything, but his relaxed posture seems to have affected others. With a few low cries of the baby, the father next to him couldn't help but ask his wife, "Is my son hungry?" ”
Someone took the lead in breaking the silence, and several other parents with children began to look after their children. With these people, those young people who had long been anxious put down the chopsticks in their mouths and began to talk to the young people of their peers. Then the old people who gritted their teeth and followed the team couldn't help but want to rest. Uncle Lu relaxed and agreed.
Dozens of people sit together, and naturally there are many words. Some people can walk long distances, while others are not. There are also many complaints. Just when Uncle Lu felt that this was not going to work, he was about to force everyone to leave again. I heard someone shouting on the small slope not far behind, "Who are you?" ”
This voice is not particularly loud, but it scares Uncle Lu enough. He turned his head to look, and at some point, two young students stood on the hillside not far behind him. When I looked closely, one of them turned out to be the soldiers of the Kong family. The other one didn't know him, and he could only be seen wearing the military uniform of the government soldiers.
Everyone looked at each other for a moment, and Uncle Lu shouted, "Shiro, it's me." It's your Uncle Lu. ”
Kong Shilang, who was on the other side, stared at Uncle Lu for a moment, and suddenly shouted, "I don't know you." With that, he immediately ran down the slope.
Uncle Lu hurriedly chased after him, and before he reached the top of the slope, he heard the sound of horses' hooves. When he ran up to the top of the hill, he saw that Kong Shiro and another young soldier at the bottom of the hill had already ridden their horses and ran away along the road. Uncle Lu complained and slapped his thigh on the short knife pinned to his waist. At this moment, the young soldier bent his bow and shot an arrow into the sky, and then the sharp sound went straight to the sky, and he actually used the arrow to call the police.
Uncle Lu no longer has any illusions, "Let's go, go directly to that wood!" Uncle Lu pointed to the woods and shouted, and then took the lead in running towards the woods. Competing with the cavalry on the road is suicide, and at this time you can only get rid of the Mongol army through the forest.
Not long after entering the woods, someone tripped over the protruding roots and fell to the ground, breaking his lips as he picked them up. Fortunately, he was a young man and didn't fall into a big problem. No matter how bad the road is, at least everyone steps on it, it is uneven, but it can be roughly expected. The grass grows in the forest, and there is no way to accurately judge the undulation of the ground. If the speed is fast, it is easy to have accidents.
Instead, everyone can only let the young people walk in front, and the middle-aged people support the elderly and weak women. By the time they managed to make their way through the woods, it was already evening. Because he hadn't walked here, Uncle Lu panted for a long time before he found the direction and continued to walk forward.
After walking a short distance, I came to another road. Then the sound of horses' hooves was heard, and dozens of cavalry rushed out from behind the hillside, surrounding the Lu family in an instant. Uncle Lu raised his eyes to look at the team formed by these mixed government soldiers and Mongolian soldiers, and soon saw that Kong Shilang was inside, and the patriarch and children of the Zheng family were also among the cavalry.
It was the Mongolian steward who was the leader, and when he saw him condescendingly looked at Uncle Lu and the others, he immediately ordered: "Kill them all." ”
Uncle Lu was shocked, it was the first time he heard such a voice, the Mongolian steward was not ruthless, but had no emotion at all. Killing people and crushing a few ants like no waves. Uncle Lu hurriedly asked the Kong family for help, "Shiro! Shiro! Tell us that we're not bad people. ”
It can be seen that Kong Jiashiro hesitated for a moment. The Mongolian steward looked at Kong Shiro coldly, and his hand was already pressed on the hilt of the knife at his waist. Even Uncle Lu understood this wordless action, if Kong Shilang didn't do it, the Mongolian steward would do it to Kong Shilang.
Kong Shilang gritted his teeth, he drew his bow and arrows and began to aim at the Lu family.