Chapter 145: Someone Behind You!
A landlord and gentry.
Send people to hunt down and kill the officials of the Zhengwupin Imperial Court.
And we have to kill them all.
Sounds like nonsense.
And now it's happening!
And a Zhengqipin county order not only does not stop this kind of big farce.
Instead, he pretended to be sick and couldn't get out.
Is it because the county order can't provoke the landlord and gentry, or are the two of them already embarrassed to work for women and wear a pair of pants?
If it were someone else, Xu Yi might investigate first, and only make a conclusion after the investigation was clear.
However, there is no need for this in Chencang County!
Liu Zongquan, the commander of Chencang County, is Liu Shi'an's father who went to the Wang family to make trouble some time ago.
The reason why most of the people in Chencang County have left their hometowns this time is that this person accounts for at least half of the credit.
And the other half of the "credit" is on the Huang family town Huang master.
Now, the incriminating evidence of Liu Zongquan and Huang Shilang is still in Xu Yi's study!
Xu Yi never expected that this Liu Zongquan and Huang Shilang would be dozens of times more rampant than the evidence described!
This kind of person doesn't kill? Do you want to keep him for the New Year?
Xu Yi settled down.
Undisguised his murderous intent, he said: "Lord Zhou, rest assured, this matter, this official will definitely make them pay for their blood debts!" β
"It's not just the blood debt of the fifty-one people in the Ministry of Industry! And the blood debts of the countless people of Chencang! Xu Yi added in a deep voice.
Zhou Hongxi paused.
knelt directly on his knees and said sadly: "Xiaguan Zhou Hongxi!" The fifty-one dead colleagues of the OEM Department thanked the adults for their kindness in advance. β
Xu Yi turned sideways slightly, and then quickly stepped forward to help him up.
He said again and again: "Lord Zhou, you can't do it, you can't do it, this official is Jing Zhaoyin and the commander-in-chief of disaster relief, this is the official's business!" β
"What's more, the reason why Lord Zhou went to Chen Cang was also to act on orders."
"In public and private, this official must seek justice for Lord Zhou and those colleagues in the Ministry of Industry!"
Zhou Hongxi stopped with sadness in his heart, and slowly got up to thank him solemnly again.
The words fell.
Zhou Hongxi wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.
He squatted down solemnly and took out a key from his bosom.
Then he solemnly opened the wooden box that had just been placed at his feet.
As the wooden box opened, a thick stack of paper wrapped in oiled paper appeared in front of Xu Yi's eyes.
Zhou Hongxi carefully dismantled the oil paper, revealing the sheets of rice paper wrapped inside.
Some of the rice paper was stained with blood, some were worn, and some were crumpled and blisters could be clearly seen.
Zhou Hongxi squatted on the ground, his eyes red and he sighed.
Obviously, for these rice papers, Zhou Hongxi and his party don't know what a painful price they paid.
Xu Yi didn't ask why he didn't carry the rice paper in a light package.
The rice paper, which had been blistered and then exposed to the sun, but whose handwriting and lines were still inevitably blurred, had already told him the answer.
"Whew~!"
Xu Yi exhaled a heavy breath of turbidity, and wanted to open his mouth several times to comfort him. @Β·error-free start~~
But in the end, the words of comfort came to his lips and were swallowed back by him.
None of them.
This is a blood debt!
All the comforting words of the world will pale in the face of blood debt.
Blood debts still need blood to pay for after all.
Zhou Hongxi wiped his tears.
sighed heavily, and then picked up the rice paper that he regarded as his life.
Slowly got up and handed it to Xu Yi very solemnly.
Then he said in a deep voice: "My lord, this is something that the fifty-one lives of the Dushui Qing Officials Division have exchanged for!" Right now! I'll pass it on to you! β
Xu Yi's face was straight, and he solemnly took the rice paper in Zhou Hongxi's hand.
Shen Sheng promised: "I will not let them die in vain!" β
Zhou Hongxi looked deeply into Xu Yi's eyes.
It's been a long time.
Zhou Hongxi looked away and grinned.
It's just that the smile is even more ugly than crying.
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Xu Yi sighed heavily, called Zhao Shou, and gave him some advice.
Only then did Zhao Shou arrange for the officials to send Zhou Hongxi back to the city to recuperate.
After Zhou Hongxi's carriage disappeared at the city gate.
Xu Yi glanced up at the sky, and then looked down at the countless gathering places of disaster victims below.
For a long, long time.
Xu Yi retracted his gaze and sighed silently.
Immediately, he looked deeply at the wooden box lying at his feet.
After a series of schemes.
There is no shortage of food in Jingzhao Province today.
To be precise, Jingzhao Mansion is not short of food for the time being.
What is really lacking is water! Water that can be irrigated! Water that can bring the entire situation in Guanzhong to life!
The plan of the year lies in the spring, and there will be more than half a month in the twenty-ninth year of Zhengde will officially turn the page.
By then, will spring ploughing be far away?
If you miss the 30 years of spring ploughing in Zhengde, God knows when the effects of this drought will completely subside.
"Whew~!"
Xu Yi exhaled a heavy breath of turbidity. Error-free updates @
Slowly sat on the ground, and took out a stack of rice paper from the wooden box that drew the trend of the Guanzhong River.
With a solemn face, he slowly flipped through the map of the river in his hand.
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In a large gathering place far from the moat.
Li Er slowly lifted the tent and looked up at the sky.
After one glance, he retreated back into the tent.
And lock the old curtain again.
Walk slowly to the simple couch.
After sitting for a long time, he muttered in a low voice: "It's time for Shen, at most half an hour, and those soup kitcheners should come!" β
The words fell.
Li Er's face gradually became gloomy.
"Whew~!"
Li Er exhaled a mouthful of turbidity, got up and scolded: "Starve the cowardly!" Die for the bold! Straight sissy thief! Fight! β
The words fell.
Li Er jerked the simple couch open.
A heavy package was taken out of it.
He sat on the ground with a big grin and slowly opened the package.
As the package was slowly opened, one after another beautiful or quaint gold and silver jewelry appeared in front of it.
Li Erqiang endured the excitement in his heart and slowly removed the layer of gold and silver jewelry on the outside.
A patina dagger was removed from the bottom.
Li Er took the gold and silver jewelry back to the package.
Then he couldn't put it down, and stroked the patinated dagger in his hand.
I couldn't help but whisper again and again: "A bowl of porridge and rice, three cakes, for such a big baby!" Value! True value! β
It's a long time.
Li Erfang restrained all his emotions.
He tucked the dagger into his bosom and looked at the heavy package.
I couldn't help but make a mistake for a while.
A moment later.
Li Er sighed helplessly, quickly opened the package, took out a few heavy gold jewelry, and stuffed it into his arms.
At the same time, he couldn't help but comfort himself again and again: "Where is the big shopkeeper!" And so much more! Don't feel distressed, don't feel distressed. β
Just as he comforted himself again and again.
Suddenly a shout came from outside the tent: "Second Master Li." β
Li Er came back to his senses in an instant and quickly hid the package.
Then he got up and said numbly: "What are you doing?!" Hypsophens! β
The man outside the tent paused, and then quickly said, "Second master, the soup kitchen is out of the city!" β
"Out of town?" Li Er was shocked.
Then he walked out of the tent quickly, and looked up to see that the time had reached more than half of the time before he knew it.
Li Er froze and asked in a low voice, "Are the brothers ready?" β
"I'm ready, I'm waiting for your words!" The man lowered his voice and said with a grim face.
Li Er nodded and then ordered: "Find a clever little ghost to find Zhang Wuye, just say that I let you go!" When the time comes, he will naturally understand. β
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"Yes!" The man whispered yes, and walked away quickly.
Li Er turned his head and took a deep look at the tent that had been living for more than a few months.
After a glance.
Li Er strode towards the victims without hesitation.
"Straight sissy thief! Hurry up! The soup kitchen is coming! Li Er shouted loudly as he walked.
In an instant, the victims who were lying on the ground smelled the word soup porridge, and slowly got up from the ground with numb faces.
In the group of disaster victims, more than 100 young people who are quite strong continue to walk among the disaster victims.
If the victims move a little slower, they will definitely be scolded and punched by this group of young people.
While the victims got up, Li Er summoned more than a dozen small leaders and whispered the details later.
"Do you understand?" Li Er asked sharply.
More than a dozen people replied with blushing faces: "I understand! β
Li Er was still uneasy and repeatedly admonished several times.
It was not until all the victims had risen that they gave up.
Li Er waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Go!" Let's go! β
With his order, more than 100 sturdy young people drove a large number of victims to the nearest porridge shed like cattle.
In the crowd, a ragged and unkempt young woman, with her head down, slowly followed the procession like a walking corpse.
Under the unkempt hair, a pair of numb eyes skimmed to the sides from time to time.
For some reason, as the team of victims slowly moved forward, the woman who was originally in the center walked directly to the edge of the team.
Walking and walking.
There are more and more people on both sides of the road.
And there are fewer and fewer sturdy young people in their own ranks.
The bully Li Er disappeared without knowing when. @Β·error-free start~~
The young woman saw the moment and quietly changed the team.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he quickly ran towards a place where wood was piled up.
......
A lumber pile nine miles away from the moat.
More than a dozen craftsmen stopped their busy work as the victims walked slowly.
Hou Yonghui stood on the pile of wood, his eyes glazed over the countless victims.
As tens of thousands of victims slowly walked towards the few large porridge sheds.
That scene, how can it be described by a spectacular one?
Underneath the wood.
Liu Dazhuang clenched the tools in his hand and sighed heavily.
Then he looked at Hou Yonghui, who was above the wood, and called softly: "Hou Dian." β
Hou Yonghui heard the shout, and couldn't help lowering his head and asking, "What's wrong?" β
Liu Dazhuang sighed again, and said with a sad face: "Now I finally know why the adults let us build a porridge shed." β
Hou Yonghui couldn't help but smile on his face, and asked knowingly, "Why?" β
Liu Dazhuang stretched out his finger and pointed to the victims who were slowly rushing towards the porridge shack and replied, "In order for them to eat without having to go so far." β
Hou Yonghui shook his head slightly, noncommittal.
Then he calmed down and said: "Now that you know, let's work hard, and build the porridge shed one day earlier, so that they can use it one day earlier." β
Liu Dazhuang nodded heavily, and the hand holding the tool couldn't help but work harder.
Just as he was about to say something.
Not far away, the official was walking briskly towards this direction.
Seeing this, Liu Dazhuang couldn't help but close his mouth.
In his heart, the official was far less talkative than Hou Yonghui.
The official walked quickly and shouted, "Old Hou." β
Hou Yonghui couldn't help but turn his head to look when he heard the sound.
"Come down." The official urged.
Hou Yonghui sighed, slowly climbed down the wood, and asked, "What's wrong?" What's so in a hurry? β
The official looked ugly and said, "Is there anything wrong with you here?" β
Hou Yonghui's face was pale, and he said helplessly: "I said Lao Ma, how many times have I said it, there is nothing wrong, there is nothing wrong, why don't you believe it?" β
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The official sighed heavily, and said with an ugly face: "You should ask again and again when I want to, I am ...... I am...... I just don't know what's going on, I'm flustered, and I always feel like something big is going to happen. β
"It's all disaster victims, what can happen here?" Hou Yonghui said with a puzzled face.
"I don't know." The official shook his head and said slowly: "Since the adult said that he would let me wait to pay attention to something wrong, I have been in a panic in my heart. β
"Don't you know, the last time I felt this way was the time when the fast-walking Lu Dianguan invited me to eat and drink some time ago."
"If it weren't for the panic that time, I wouldn't have gotten there."
The words fell.
Hou Yonghui couldn't help but look serious, and asked quickly: "The day when Lu Dianzhi and the son of the Liu family both fell into the lake?" β
The official nodded heavily and said, "That's the day!" β
"Stunned." Hou Yonghui's Adam's apple rolled back and forth several times, and his back was covered with a layer of cold sweat at some point.
Hou Yonghui calmed down and said quickly: "You and I are too few after all!" I'll let the craftsmen and the people keep an eye on it now. β
There is an example of Lu Jindong in the front, and Hou Yonghui is not solemn.
Why.
Hou Yonghui had just finished instructing the craftsmen and the people on his front foot.
As soon as I turned around, I saw a ragged and unkempt woman, far faster than all the victims.
Run in the direction you are.
And when he runs, he also turns his head behind him from time to time. @Β·error-free start~~
It was as if someone was chasing her behind her.
But from Hou Yonghui's point of view, there was nothing behind the woman except for the victims who turned against her like a walking corpse.
In a flash.
Hou Yonghui was like drowning, and there was cold sweat all over his body.
The beads of sweat on his forehead were like soybeans, crackling down.
Hou Yonghui trembled and said, "Old ...... Old Horse ...... You...... You ......"
"What's wrong?" The official looked at Hou Yonghui puzzled.
Hou Yonghui's face instantly turned red, and he finally raised his hand and pointed at the woman who was running slowly behind the officer.
Loudly said, "You...... Someone behind you! β
When the official heard this, he quickly turned his head to look at it at a speed that he had never seen in his life.
Under this look, the heart of murder is gone!
"Just a woman! You're going to scare me to death! The official complained dissatisfiedly.
Immediately, the officer's face changed, and he exclaimed, "No! βγ