Chapter 209: In front of the Land Temple
Early the next morning, Yunyi hurriedly took Zhao Laosan out of the door.
Due to the heavy snow blocking the mountains, no one went out at all, so naturally there were no ox carts.
Although it did not continue to snow in the past two days, the dark clouds in the sky were very heavy.
The howling north wind blew overhead, and the snow began to fall from the trees.
It wasn't until near noon that the two of them walked to Linjiang County step by step.
Looking at the white snow, which stretched all the way to the city gate, Yun Yi's heart couldn't help but feel a burst of regret.
I knew that the snow on the road was so thick, so I made a sleigh in advance and let the wolves pull me along.
But before he could finish his emotion, he saw a group of officials, who were struggling to pull a few carts towards the outside of the city.
Seeing the thatch on the board cart and the legs and feet that had been frozen and hardened on the outside, Yun Yi's heart couldn't help but chuckle.
So many people died at once in this winter, and there is a chance that it should be those beggars living on the streets.
Really.
Yun Yi and the others had just taken a few steps forward when they heard the chatter of the crowd around them.
"Alas, what a wreck!"
"Let's go! Since the beginning of winter, several people in the city have frozen to death every day, and there is nothing unusual about it! ”
"I heard that it's just the Xicheng Land Temple, and three of them froze to death at once today!"
"Although the government and the big families in the city have been giving porridge for several days in a row, but on such a cold day, even if you can eat enough, lying in a place like the Land Temple, if you can't wake up the next day, it depends on luck!"
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Creak...... Creak......
The cart pulling the corpse was still slowly walking towards the suburbs, and the wheels were running over the thick snow, as if they were running over Yunyi's heart.
The clouds in the sky seemed to be pressed lower, making Yun Yi feel a little breathless.
"Third brother, let's go to Xicheng first!"
In fact, Yun Yi also knew in his heart that those people in the village would still freeze to death at home, let alone these beggars living on the streets?
It's only been a few days since winter, and I really don't know how those people will survive this winter.
I must get my hands on Xishan!
Yun Yi thought in his heart, and his steps were a little faster unconsciously.
He Yunyi is not a saint, but since God has given him the opportunity to live again, he can't be ashamed of his conscience.
Although he now also has the urge to hand over the method of making honeycomb coal and stoves directly to the government.
But how could he not know the urine sex of the government in two lives?
Don't talk about your own methods, will you be filled by those corrupt officials.
Even if the government is willing to report to the imperial court, I am afraid that it will be at least next year until next year when the imperial court verifies and arranges it.
If you encounter those black-hearted officials again, there is a chance that this matter will sink into the sea.
After all, the benefits of coal are definitely worth the risk for officials.
Linjiang City, like all the cities of the Great Zhou Dynasty, was generally concentrated in the eastern part of the city.
As for the West Side, it is mainly the residence of the poor people.
After Yun Yi entered the city through the city gate, he went straight to the west city.
The houses along the road, from brick houses to thatched hermitages, clearly indicate the level of affluence of the common people.
Maybe it's because the poorer people are, the more superstitious they become.
The most spacious land temple in the entire Linjiang County was built on the side of Xicheng.
When Yunyi and the others came to the vicinity of the Land Temple, they saw a large area of chaos in front of them from a distance.
In the center of the crowd, there were still puffs of heat coming out from time to time.
"Ladies and gentlemen, my family Zhou Yuanwai is grateful for the virtue of a good life, and specially sent my young master Zhou Kang to come here to give porridge."
"Everyone line up, don't grab it, half a bowl per person, don't queue up repeatedly!"
Just when Yun Yi was puzzled, a slightly mean voice suddenly came from the crowd.
Following the sound, I saw a man who looked like a butler, holding a wooden spoon and giving porridge to everyone with a disgusted expression.
And five steps behind the housekeeper, stood Zhou Kang, who was wrapped like a dumpling.
At first, when he heard that it was Zhou Kang who was cooking porridge, Yun Yi was still surprised in his heart.
But when he saw the porridge and water in the broken bowls of those beggars, the surprise in his heart suddenly turned into disdain.
I really live more and more back, and I actually believe that the Zhou family will be kind.
Looking at the gruel with no grains of grain in the beggar's bowl at all, Yun Yi instantly understood the Zhou family's intentions.
It is estimated that this week's family is just to gain a good reputation, so I reluctantly came here to make a show.
Just when Yun Yi was thinking about how to get Xishan in his hands, he suddenly heard a surprise voice not far away.
"Brother Yun, why are you here?"
Following the sound, I saw Zhuang Xinyan, whose face was red from the cold, waving to her with an excited face at this time.
And beside Zhuang Xinyan, stood Zhao Zheng, the fourth prince, and Han Qingyun, the daughter of Hubu Shangshu.
It's already winter, why are the four princes and Han Qingyun still in Linjiang County?
The moment he saw a few people, Yun Yi couldn't help but be stunned.
However, although he was puzzled in his heart, he didn't think much about it, and directly stepped forward and saluted a few people.
Although he has a good relationship with several people, as the old saying goes, many people are not to blame.
People lift themselves up, but they can't pretend to be stunned.
After all, standing opposite, it was the daughter of the prince and the head of the household.
"Brother Yun doesn't have to be so polite, I don't know why you're here?"
Seeing Yun Yi saluting towards him, the fourth prince Zhao Zheng immediately waved his hand indifferently.
"I entered the city today for some things, and when I passed by the city gate, I met an official who pulled the corpse out of the city, and I heard that many people froze to death here, so I thought about coming over to have a look."
Because of the honeycomb coal matter, there is no trace of the eight characters now, so Yunyi did not talk to a few people.
However, when he saw Zhao Zheng and Han Qingyun, he had already made up his mind.
If you can't succeed in seeking Xishan this time, you will simply hand over all the drawings of the honeycomb coal and the furnace to Zhao Zheng.
I believe that with the identity of the two of them, they can already send things to the hands of Emperor Zhao Tong.
As for how the imperial court will promote it at that time, it can only do its best to obey the mandate of heaven.
However, as soon as Yun Yi's words fell, before the others could speak, a disdainful voice came from not far away.
"Come here to see? If we can help these beggars by coming here and seeing, what else do we need to do with the soup kitcheners? ”
Yun Yi frowned and looked over, and saw Zhou Kang, who was wrapped like a bear, looking at him with disdain at this time.
Seeing Zhou Kang, who was wearing a bearskin, took the initiative to speak, Yun Yi's heart couldn't help but feel a sigh of relief.
Just now he was still thinking about how to provoke this eldest young master of the Zhou family.
Now that he took the initiative to send it to the door, how could he miss this great opportunity?
I saw Yun Yi grinning, and even pretended to regret it:
"Your Zhou family did a really good job this time, but it's a pity that ......"
"What a pity?!"
At first, when he heard Yun Yi's praise, Zhou Kang's face still looked complacent.
But when he heard the turn in Yun Yi's words, he raised his eyebrows, and his tone suddenly became unkind.