Whether it is a film and television work or reading a novel, Zhao Han will feel an inexplicable embarrassment when he sees the protagonist pointing to the sky and shouting "thief God" with all his might.

However, now he himself wants to scold - the thief of the day he X!

Day, in, straight, a meaning, in the Ming Dynasty throughout the country.

"Straight Lady Thief" seems to be classical and elegant, but in fact, these three words are very dirty, a hundred times more disgusting than "Day X Mom", and it is pure nonsense to appear in CCTV dramas. That's right, it's the TV series "Water Margin"!

The sun, the moon, that's the saying.

The sun, the shade, is the scientific name.

After the word "day" became popular, "日tou" sounded like an insult, and even forced "sun" because of this, making the scientific name gradually become a folk saying.

So, why does Zhao Han want God's mother?

Because he was disgusted by the thief!

Encountering a cold snap in Tianjin, Zhao Han spent money to buy a few feet of cotton cloth, and the brother and sister were wrapped in the cold at night. Who knew that after leaving Tianjin, he only walked out of a few miles, and the weather suddenly turned cloudy to clear, so that he and his little sister almost suffered from heat stroke.

It's scorching heat.

Halfway through, I had to stop to rest and find a shady place to escape from the sun.

On the first day of the south, I only walked less than 20 miles, and spent most of my time resting in the cool and hiding from the sun.

Arrive in the evening in the town of Yangliuqing, which was unusually prosperous decades ago. But as Yang Qingshuiyi moved away, the town gradually declined, and it was no longer as lively as it used to be.

There are hungry people here, too!

As the first big town to the south of Tianjin, it is naturally a good place to escape from the famine and ask for food. At this time, there were probably hundreds of hungry people, turned into beggars called flowers, and gathered in groups to beg inside and outside the town.

All the shops in the town chose to close, for fear of being robbed by the hungry people.

On the canal outside the town, there is an abandoned Tianfei Temple.

Mazu is not only the god of the sea, but also the guardian saint of Caoyun, and has the official endorsement of the Ming court. Yangliuqing Town prospered because of Cao Yun, and raised funds to build the Tianfei Temple, but now there is no incense.

The brother and sister planned to spend the night in the Tianfei Temple, but before they entered the temple gate, they saw a dense crowd of hungry people lying inside.

"You can't live here." Zhao Han pulled his little sister, turned around and continued along the canal.

After another two miles, it was already dark.

The brother and sister picked up dead branches and leaves along the way, took out a broken clay pot, and prepared to make a fire to cook porridge and drink.

"Bang, bang!"

The fire sickle that came from Hou Ye's house, Zhao Han was already proficient in using it.

Hold the flint with withered grass and then strike it with a fire sickle, and it can be ignited in a few seconds, which is as convenient as a match, and you are not afraid of getting wet in the rain.

The price of rice was too expensive, and Zhao Han only bought three catties of millet and three catties of corn.

Millet is yellow rice, one of the five grains in ancient times.

As for maize, it was introduced to China during the Wanli period, with the first planting province being Guangxi and the second planting province being Henan. Just looking at the jumpiness of the region, you can know that there are officials who are promoting, no matter what era, there will always be a few good officials.

The people at the bottom have nothing else to ask for but to expect that they will meet good officials. Moreover, it doesn't have to be a blue sky, it is enough to be able to do practical things.

"Second brother, I'll come to wash rice." Zhao Zhenfang is very positive.

Zhao Han smiled: "After that, the cooking will be handed over to you." ”

Zhao Zhenfang said proudly: "I can burn a fire when I am four years old, and my mother and eldest sister praise me for my ability." ”

Zhao Han stroked the top of his little sister's head, not knowing what to say.

The water is scooped in from the canal, the millet and corn are mixed into the pot, and a pinch of coarse salt is sprinkled in it, and soon the smell of food is heard.

The brother and sister feasted, and after eating, they wrapped themselves in cotton cloth and hugged each other to sleep together.

Early the next morning, Zhao Han felt that something was wrong.

The little sister was hot, and when she touched her forehead again, it was really not lightly burned.

The reality is so unreasonable, Zhao Zhenfang followed the whole family to escape the famine, during which she slept in the open air, and did not get sick when she was hungry and weak. It rained heavily in Tianjin, and I was soaked and didn't get sick. When I encountered the invasion of the cold wave, I shivered with cold at night, and I was still not sick at that time.

But now the weather is getting hotter, the temperature last night was normal, I can still eat and dress warmly, and my nutrition is relatively sufficient, but I got sick and had a fever for some reason!

Zhao Han was afraid that his sister would burn out his brain, so he hurriedly asked, "Little sister, can you hear me?" ”

Zhao Zhenfang opened her eyes, squeezed out a smile, and said weakly: "Second brother, I don't have the strength to ......"

"Then sleep for a while, drink some porridge first, and the second brother will take you to the doctor." Zhao Han comforted.

There was still some leftover from the multigrain porridge cooked last night, and Zhao Han helped the little sister to drink it.

He did not return to Yangliuqing Town, because of the presence of a large number of hungry people, the shops in the town were closed, and it was impossible to open the doors to strangers.

Ten-year-old Zhao Han, carrying his six-year-old sister on his back, followed the canal and embarked on the road to Jinghai County.

Only one mile forward, Zhao Han's legs trembled.

He put the little sister down and tore the cotton cloth used to keep out the cold into several long strips of cloth. Then tie it from the feet all the way to the knees, slowly wrap around in circles, and make a marching weapon - leggings.

If you don't have leggings, you can't travel long distances with overload, and even if you can get to your destination, your legs will be scrapped directly.

Zhao Han held the spear in one hand and the crook of the little sister's leg in the other, gritting his teeth and insisting on every step forward.

Even after recuperating for more than half a month, this body is still too weak, and its physical strength is below the average of its peers.

If it hadn't been for the sneak attack at night, it would have been impossible to kill Hou Ye!

I don't know how far I went, Zhao Zhenfang suddenly woke up, lay on her brother's shoulder and said, "Second brother, am I going to die?" ”

"I can't die." Zhao Han stopped and wiped his sweat.

Zhao Zhenfang was still talking to herself: "If I die, I will definitely be able to see my father and mother, and I can see my eldest brother." I just don't know where my sister is, she left me all the delicious food before, I miss my sister so much these days. ”

Zhao Han comforted: "When we grow up, let's go find my sister." ”

Zhao Zhenfang didn't speak again, and she didn't know if she was asleep.

After walking two more miles, I came across a willow tree by the river that had not been peeled. Zhao Han couldn't walk anymore, and he was so hot that he was sweating all over, so he had to stop in the shade of a tree to rest for a while.

touched Xiaomei's forehead again, and it was still hot.

Zhao Han fetched water from the canal to boil, soaked the cotton cloth with cold water, wiped the body of the little sister to cool down physically, and took the opportunity to recover his strength.

When the boiling water is not hot, wake up the little sister and drink it.

Dark clouds drifted into the sky, instantly obscuring the sun, and the temperature became muggy.

Don't rain, don't rain, don't rain!

Zhao Han became flustered, and hurriedly picked up his little sister and hurried away, but the little sister who was suffering from a fever couldn't get drenched.

"Huhuhu......"

With his short and heavy breathing, accompanied by the muffled thunder from the sky, Zhao Han could only move forward step by step. He didn't dare to stop anymore, afraid that he wouldn't be able to walk if he stopped, but gradually he couldn't walk, so he could only sit down and rest, and by the way, he would physically cool down his little sister.

At some point, the clouds cleared, and God didn't seem to plan to rain again.

Zhao Han breathed a sigh of relief, but the local farmers could only lament.

After moving forward for several miles, Zhao Han met three peasants, who seemed to be father and son.

These belonged to tenants, who paid rent only to the landlord and did not have to pay taxes. I was lucky enough to meet a benevolent landlord who allowed them to default on their rent, and lent them seeds to replant their autumn grain.

Zhao Han immediately stopped, put the little sister on the ground, and then picked up the spear to guard.

The father and son were also taken aback, and stared at Zhao Han from a distance.

I've confirmed that the eyes are irrelevant.

Zhao Han continued on his way, and the three tenants went to the canal to steal water.

Yes, steal water!

In the dry season, or in case of drought, in order to ensure the smooth flow of water, no one is allowed to come to the Grand Canal to fetch water. One of the important tasks of the coastal guards was to prevent the peasants from stealing canal water to irrigate their fields.

The two sides staggered by, looked at each other, and they were all bitter people.

Suddenly, Zhao Han took out a handful of copper coins: "Uncle, are you short of money?" ”

The old farmer said angrily: "Who is not lacking? ”

Zhao Han asked, "How long will it take to get to the county seat?" ”

The old peasant replied, "More than ten miles." ”

"Help me carry my sister to the county seat, these coppers are fixed money," Zhao Han took out another broken piece of silver, "When you get to the place, the silver will be given to you." ”

"Really?" One of the old farmer's sons was overjoyed.

Zhao Han put the copper coin on the ground and took a few steps back: "Take it yourself." ”

The old farmer immediately came to pick up the money.

"Wait!" Zhao Han stopped drinking.

"What else?" The old farmer asked.

Zhao Han said: "Only one person is allowed to go to the county seat, and others cannot follow." Ugly words ahead, I'm afraid that you will kill people and sell goods. Of course, you can also try, my spear has killed more than ten people, and I don't care about killing three or five more. ”

The father and son looked at each other.

Zhao Han really had no choice, his physical strength was almost exhausted, and it was impossible to carry his little sister to the county for medical treatment.

I can only gamble that these three peasants are honest people.

The father and son discussed for a while and decided that the old farmer and the second son would continue to carry water, and the eldest son would follow Zhao Han to the county seat. They are also gambling, betting that Zhao Han will be able to give some life-saving money when the time comes.

Continue on your way.

The eldest son carried his little sister forward, Zhao Han followed behind with a spear, and directly shot to kill people whenever there was any abnormal movement!

The two of them stopped and stopped, and every two miles they advanced, they stopped for a little rest. By the way, fetch water and wipe the forehead of the little sister with a wet towel, so as not to burn the person out of the body temperature too high.

After nearly twenty miles of walking for most of the day, I finally saw the city wall of Jinghai County in front of me.

Outside the moat, the peasant put down Zhao Zhenfang, turned to Zhao Han and said, "Little brother, I won't go." ”

"Yes." Zhao Han took a few steps back, put the broken silver on the ground, and then bypassed and waited for the other party to pick it up.

There was no accident, the peasant picked up the money and left.

Zhao Han looked at the other side of the moat, his heart was cold, and he had a premonition that he might not be able to enter the city.

Just because outside Jinghai County, there are also a large number of hungry people.

Moreover, the hungry have already poured across the moat, scattered in the residential areas outside the city, begging for food in the streets and alleys.

The people of Jinghai, who live with Guo, can be said to be panicked, and every household is closed. If it continues for a few more days, they will have to run out of food, because they will not be able to buy rice on the streets.

Zhao Han carried his little sister across the bridge, and the streets outside the city were full of hunger, and hungry people were lying everywhere.

Walk until you go outside the city gates, which are closed.

……

Fei Yinghuan and Wei Jianxiong, the master and servant, left Tianjin a day later than Zhao Han, but they walked fast, and they also happened to come to Jinghai County at this time.

"Open the gates!" Fei Yinghuan yelled.

The doorman stood on the city tower, saw Fei Yinghuan dressed in a Confucian shirt, and replied: "This prime minister, please go back, the county has an order to prohibit anyone from entering or leaving." ”

Fei Yinghuan drew his sword and pointed at the city tower, and said angrily: "Go and report to Wang Yongshi, just say that Fei Dazhao is here." If he doesn't let me in, when I return to Jiangxi, he will preach the good deeds he has done in Jinghai County. Expropriation and extortion, starvation everywhere, cannibalism of human flesh...... I want to teach him to lose his reputation, so that the Wang family will be spurned by Sang Zi's father forever! ”

Wang Yongshi is Jinghai Zhi County.

The doorman did not dare to slack off, and immediately ran to report.

Zhao Han's eyes lit up, and he asked his little sister to lie down against the wall, straighten up her clothes and walk over, and arched her hands and said, "Boy, meet Mr!" ”