readx;? Chapter 5: Grass Valley (1)

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The black stones, the yellow dead grass, the brown earth, and the red blood stains, in the blink of an eye, were all covered with pure white, clean, neat, and endless.

From Laishui to Caishui, from Yizhou to Bianliang, the pure white color covers up all conspiracies and crimes without a trace. No one remembers that more than half a month ago, there was a team that crossed the Yellow River to the north. No one remembers that three or five days ago, more than a dozen waves of messengers hurried along the official roads that had fallen into disrepair. No one will remember that on a cold night, there were thousands of soldiers and horses facing each other in two remote and nameless places in Dingzhou, and blood flowed like a river!

This is a troubled time, there is no year without fighting, no month without stopping, anyway, the battle is either born in the east or the west, either born in the north or in the south of the Yangtze River, thousands of people die in a daze, no matter how "normal" it is.

Historians have no time to record, the government does not care about pursuing it, and as for the main envoys behind the scenes of both parties, they all wish that the outside world would turn a blind eye to this, let alone take the initiative to put it on the table.

Playing stuffy sticks, stumbling blocks, redeeming pieces, robbing, winning and losing hands, everything is carried out under the stage. Political strife has always been like this, and there have been few exceptions since ancient times. Really putting everything on the table often means that it has come to the final point of victory. The loser loses all the games, and the win is full of money, and there is almost no second possibility.

At present, between the new and old camps of the Han Kingdom, it is obvious that the moment of winning or losing has not yet arrived. Therefore, the vicious battle that was born outside the master of Li Zhai a few days ago was tacitly ignored by the two sides of the "hand-to-hand". For one of the parties anyway, the victory was nothing more than the icing on the cake. As for the other party, although he has injured some muscles and bones, he will not have enough confidence to speak for a long time from now on, but he will not be completely slumped. As long as you go to the salary and taste the courage, a comeback can also be expected.

It's just a pity for the group of private soldiers who pretended to be bandits, and another group of real thieves who were blinded by heavy money and official positions, and they disappeared completely without even making a sound.

is like the jackdaw in the Taihang Mountains, freezing to death after a heavy snowfall. Except for themselves, no creature in the world remembers that they once existed, and they didn't care about the noise they once made.

The snow is blowing and falling on both sides of Taihang Mountain.

For ordinary people who want to live in mediocrity, the heavy snow every winter brings not only cold and death, but also hope and life.

When a snowstorm falls, most of the insects that live by gnawing on crops will freeze to death. The jackdaws in the treetops, some hares, foxes and rats in the meadows, and even the relatively weak cattle and sheep could not survive the cruel winter. Each extra layer of snow means that next year's wheat yield will increase by 10%, and the probability of crops suffering from insect infestation will be halved. If three consecutive heavy snowfalls are higher than a person's calf stomach, next year will definitely be a good year. As long as the family is more industrious, they can marry a bride for their son and tear new clothes for their daughter.

Most of the people in Dingzhou, in this snowy weather, are full of longing for a bumper harvest in their hearts.

The two fierce battles near Lijiazhai were heard of by almost everyone among the people. However, none of them were interested in paying attention, let alone listening to the details. All they care about now is the winter wheat in their fields, the livestock in their shacks, and the government's policy of clearing land in late autumn.

"Those remnants of bandits who came down from the Taihang Mountains really took a big advantage!" When the cat shrank in the house, almost every head of the family would sigh like this.

How many people died in that cold night? Who were the dead? It had nothing to do with everyone! Everyone didn't bother to pay attention. But the vast expanses of farmland that were newly opened along the banks of the river before the snow fell, and the hundreds of thatched huts that were newly cleaned up, made it impossible for the locals to turn a blind eye.

The large tracts of farmland that were once abandoned should be divided and distributed to the locals. At the very least, the locals should have an equal opportunity with the remnants of the bandits from outside, instead of giving priority to taking care of those thieves everywhere as they are now! Otherwise, why should the big guys honestly pay grain and taxes and strive to be good all these years? They also follow the example of others, kill people and set fire to become bandits, and they really can't survive in the mountains, and then go out of the mountains to accept government resettlement, and then live a life twice as nourishing as they do now?

"This matter, Lord Sun of our county, is a little too soft-hearted!" When several heads of households accidentally got together and drank a few light wines on the brazier, their sighs of emotion unconsciously turned into discussions.

"The remnants of bandits who came down from Taihang Mountain took advantage of the locals!"

"The county order is soft!"

"The county ordered Sun Shan to do things unfairly!"

"Sun Shan, I'm sorry for the local fathers and villagers!"

"This guy surnamed Sun ......"

Similar words, with the fastest degree, began to circulate inside and outside Dingzhou City. Then, under the impetus of some "well-intentioned people", it became the "consensus" of most locals in the fastest way.

The person who spoke completely forgot that before the "remnants of bandits" came to open up the wasteland, the Zhuangzi along the Huangshui River had been uninhabited for many years. They forgot that the government had never restricted them from going to the banks of the river to clear the wasteland, but they did not have the courage to deal with the herds of wild dogs and wolves, and they did not have the courage to face the ghost fire and piles of white dry bones.

The county commander Sun Shan soon couldn't sit still.

If one or two flat-headed people complain in private, it's okay, whether to catch the other party to the yamen and hit the board, or laugh it off, it all depends on his mood. Anyway, since ancient times, being an official has been done for the people above, who cares if the people below say good or bad?

However, recently, the discussion has become louder and louder, and there are many local celebrities among the participants, and even his own parents, which makes Sun Shan unable to continue to deal with it calmly.

If he continues to pretend to be deaf and dumb, the celebrities and his own parents will join forces, and it will be easy to influence the Jiedu to make Sun Fangji's opinion of him. However, if he wanted to make some "appropriate" adjustments to the previous decree, a cool breeze began to blow from the back of his neck.

Although when he first settled the displaced people who came down from Taihang Mountain, Sun Shan also had the idea of raising fattened sheep to kill meat and eat them. But after one night, he realized that what he had "raised" on the banks of the river was probably not a herd of sheep at all, but a herd of bulls with horns. Serve each other well and be safe, in case the other party provokes the hair, a horn is enough to turn the entire Dingxian upside down.

Putting on armor is a strong pawn, and getting on a war horse is an elite, Hu Yancong's son Hu Yanzan beckoned casually, and pulled out a cavalry from several Zhuangzi's "wanderers". and Ning Ziming cooperated with each other, and the two enemy armies that came to attack were wiped out in the blink of an eye!

"God, what did Sun do in his last life!" Thinking about the secret report he received afterwards, the county commander Sun Shan wanted to cry without tears.

As the saying goes, "In the past life, the county order was full of evil, and the county order is full of evil, and the county order is attached to Guo!" Although the county order of Sun Shan was not attached to Guo, under his rule, there was a five-grade inspection that killed people without blinking an eye, and a group of "good and righteous people" who cut off people's heads like chickens! If this county order continues to be carried out, what future and fun will there be. It's better to hang the seal on the beam of the house as soon as possible, and just brush your sleeves away. Anyway, I can settle down and live in peace, so as not to suffer from this fire every day!