At night and night, around eight o'clock.

Zhang Feng traveled more than 13,000 miles and also came to the boundary of Hualiu City.

At this time, it was far away.

Zhang Feng saw that Hualiu City was about the same size as Huaihe City.

Now it is night, outside the shops on both sides of the street, outside the mansions of the financial merchants, in front of the officials' mansions, and the lights are lit in the homes of the people, making Hualiucheng like a 'bright light' in the night.

"Go to my house and have a drink.." Pedestrians wander through the lighted streets, carrying food and wine in their hands, calling friends, and reflecting shadows on the ground.

"Guest officer.." Vendors are hawking, and the stalls are filled with fruit grains, as well as some rouge gouache items.

A certain lady asked the sedan chair to stop and opened it, and her beautiful appearance attracted the attention of pedestrians, filling a lively scene.

But around the city, there are cracked fields, indicating that this year's harvest may not be good.

However, the people did not interfere with their daily lives because of this incident, and they were worried and worried all day long.

After all, it is still necessary to take out the confidence of the imperial court, so that Hualiu City, which is a big city, is in a prosperous state.

The city lord of Hualiu City also told them that the imperial court would allocate relief grain and grass to let Hualiu City tide over this difficulty.

And Zhang Feng swept it with his divine sense, and saw that some big merchants were preparing gold and silver out of their own pockets, and said to the people under the guards, 'When it gets dark, I will go to the outer city to travel, and during this time I will buy back some more food and reserve it for soup soup in future disasters.' ’

In the west of the city, there was an old rich man who took all the treasures he had collected at home, and in the cries of his wives and concubines, he said the truth of 'taking it from the people and using it for the people', and then handed over the money to the housekeeper, so that he could follow the convoy that bought grain tomorrow morning, and buy some grain back in the outer city together.

Although they are weak and far from being able to support the people of this city, they somewhat express their sincere heart for their homeland.

When Zhang Feng saw this scene and heard them speak, he immediately remembered the old wealth in Qiguang County.

It's just that these people not only don't save the people, but also have a lot of ideas about their own government taxes.

The more Zhang Feng thought about it, the more he felt that Qiguang County had no cards, and now he really wanted to drag a few of them over and let them see what the big old men in the big city were doing.

This pattern is obviously not a grade.

There is no sharing of joys and sorrows in the big picture.

If it weren't for the threat of killing before, I believe they would have been difficult to hit a fart with eight poles.

Sometimes they are curious, haven't they ever thought about it, if Qiguang County is gone, where will they go to do business?

Going to the field?

In such a world, if you go to other places, it is strange that the gentry from other places will not eat them.

And after the foreign gentry took their family property, they could still take revenge on Qiguang County, annihilate the bullies, and gain a good reputation for themselves.

In the end, the wealth and name are accounted for.

Zhang Feng thought about it, and did not deny that he liked to play such an autumn breeze.

The wealth and fame delivered to the hand, as long as the strength allows, can be completely embezzled, don't be in vain.

Thinking of this, Zhang Feng looked at the dark night behind him, and walked towards the city gate without caring about the person who followed ten miles away.

If you guess correctly, the person who follows you all the way is also going to fight your own autumn wind, or find your own business.

Because I felt hostility and a hint of danger.

The latter person should be a monk in the incarnation period.

All the way to the city.

Zhang Feng listened to the shouting sound from all around, and walked straight in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.

When I arrived in front of the city lord's mansion in the city, it was already half an hour later.

The guard in front of the door saw Zhang Feng and didn't ask yet.

Zhang Feng flashed the bronzing token on his waist and walked towards the City Lord's Mansion in their hurried salute.

Not much.

Forty-eight guards rode out of the palace and rushed to the streets in all directions of the city.

Along the way, he shouted, 'Three days later, Zhang Feng, the governor of the south, will set up the altar and open the altar to pray for rain!' ’

The people who were wandering on the road, or the worried old people in the house, also fell silent for a moment.

A few moments later, a burst of cheers.

"Thank you, Governor!"

Many people bowed in the direction of the city lord's mansion.

The people in the house also lit incense and prayed in the direction of the Castle Lord's Mansion.

Some big businessmen who are instructing the guards to buy grain tomorrow are also a little relieved in their hearts.

It's just that the pressure doesn't make them spend more money, or feel sorry for their own money.

Instead, they are also thinking about how much food they can buy to feed the tens of thousands of people in this city.

There are dozens of counties and thousands of villages around Motihua Liucheng, which can be afforded by scattering all the wealth.

But now that the imperial court has sent the governor to take action, it is somewhat to make them breathe a sigh of relief, knowing that this hurdle was taken by the imperial court, and now it depends on how to get over it in three days.

But in any case, as the guards roamed the streets and alleys, the neighbors informed each other.

In just half an hour, everyone in Hualiu City was well known.

With the sound of 'clicking' horses and hoofing under the night, and the sound of 'cooing' carrier pigeons, the news is also spreading to the distant township.

Of course, such good news should be known to relatives in the countryside as soon as possible, so as to save the day of sadness.

But at the same time.

In a wooded area outside the city.

Elder Wei let go of a small part of his divine sense, observing the movements in the city, but when he heard that Zhang Feng was going to pray for rain, he was a little curious.

"What is the court going to do?"

Elder Wei thought about it, and he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the imperial court.

Because although praying for rain is normal, people who pray for rain don't necessarily have to let Zhang Feng, who has just destroyed Wanlinmen, do it.

Unless the imperial court thinks that these monks are going to move Zhang Feng, and then wants Zhang Feng to make a few merits, and then add some official positions, and finally refuse to hand over Zhang Feng with the words of 'court members, people who have merit to the people', put them together, and then slap their monks in the face?

Elder Wei thought to himself, feeling that it was likely to be such a path.

Then, after a few breaths, he was ready to destroy this prayer for rain.

This is a humiliation that can make Zhang Feng lose face and report the destruction of Wanlinmen, which can be regarded as the head of Wanlinmen and other Huaihe City sects.

The second is that he is a well-known teacher, and when he goes to the palace, he asks the emperor to hand over people on the grounds of Zhang Feng's 'inaction' and 'arbitrary destruction of the relationship between the two parties'.

Even if the emperor was annoying them, there was absolutely no reason not to hand them over.

But they are standing on the righteousness, with a posture of doing the right thing for heaven.

After all, whoever wants to come.

Zhang Feng used Wanlinmen as a reason for not doing things, and then destroyed Wanlinmen.

But if he destroys the matter of praying for rain this time, wouldn't it also be a disguised way for Zhang Feng to talk about it? ’

This is called giving back to the other.

Thinking of this, Elder Wei also looked into the distance, thinking of a suitable candidate with great mana.