Time flies like a white horse, flashing by, the end of the sixth year of Zhenghe, and the year is approaching.

In the north of the Great Song Dynasty, Wanyan Aguda is leading his Jurchen iron cavalry, beating the 700,000 troops of the Liao Tianzuo Emperor to the head of the rat, the Khitans were defeated again and again, and successively lost Tongzhou, Shenzhou, and Tokyo Liaoyang Mansion.

At this time, there were still eight years before the fall of the Great Liao, and only ten years before the fall of the Northern Song Dynasty.

The goose-feather snow is getting more and more intense, and in the land of Shandong in the wind and snow, there is not the slightest scene of "Ruixue Trillion Year", only the refugees who have been displaced due to bandits and military disasters and cannot pay harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes can be seen everywhere.

Under Dulonggang, since half a month ago, dozens of large and small porridge sheds have been erected, and porridge is served every morning and evening.

Refugees within a radius of 100 miles, like a monstrous flood finding an outlet, swarmed towards Dulonggang.

The sky has not yet dawned, in the wind and snow in the sky, a long queue has been lined up in front of every porridge shed under the gang, ragged clothes, yellow face and thin muscles, only the weathered face, looking at the direction of Zhujiazhuang on the gang.

Silence, desolation, depression, pathos.

This pre-dawn dawn is eerily quiet!

"Where do you return to the twilight of the cold year, with ice and snow lying desolate."

Zhu Biao stood on the city gate tower, looking in the direction of Bianliang City, and muttered: "Zhao Guanjia, you need to open your eyes and see, these are all your people." ”

The gate of Zhujiazhuang slowly opened, there was a burst of cheers and restlessness under the gang, countless torches continued out from the village, and hundreds of Zhuang Ding carried a cart of grain and went towards the gang.

Half an hour later, when the sky was bright, bursts of cooking smoke rose from under Dulonggang, and hundreds of villagers were scattered among the refugees, silently maintaining order.

A few cooking smoke rose out with the boiling heat in the pot, and the aroma of the boiled rice grains permeated the wind and snow, and the dark refugee crowd seemed to come to life in an instant.

Zhu Biao skillfully scooped up a bowl of gruel from the pot, took a cooking cake from the hand of Xiao Taoyao on the side, and handed it to the people queuing in front of him with a smile.

Only this set of actions, over and over again, when Zhu Biao scooped up the two big pots of porridge in front of him, and the baskets of cooking cakes behind Xiao Taoyao were finished, it was already an hour.

"Childe, I'll give you a cookcake, it's still hot." Xiao Taoyao took out a piece of cooking cake from her wide sleeve, broke half of it and handed it to Zhu Biao, and said with a smile.

"Do you stop eating sugar gourds today and eat cooking cakes instead?" Zhu Biao looked at Tao Yao with a smile and said.

"Hmm." Xiao Taoyao nodded heavily, and said seriously: "Sister Zhenniang said that Xiao Taoyao has sugar gourds to eat, but these refugee children can't even eat, Xiao Taoyao wants to give them sugar gourds to eat, but I don't have so many sugar gourds, so I can't help but eat them, so that these refugee children can't see me eating sugar gourds, and they won't be so sad." ”

When Zhu Biao heard this, the corners of his eyes were moist, he reached out and took the little girl into his arms, stroked her head lovingly, and after a while, he broke the half of the cooking cake and put it in his mouth to chew it seriously.

Most of the refugees dispersed and returned to their makeshift habitat not far away, with only a few still lingering.

At this time, on the official road in the distance, a seven-foot-tall, but skinny man, carried a dying old woman with difficulty and came in the direction of Zhu Biao.

After about the time of tea, I could only hear the voice of the man's anxious collapse sounding not far away.

"I'm looking for Taishan-kun, my mother is dying, I'm looking for Taishan-kun."

When Zhu Biao heard this, he got up suddenly, walked quickly towards the man, walked in front of him, and said straightly: "Only I am the Zhu Biao you are looking for, what's wrong with this brother and your wife?" ”

The man listened to Zhu Biao's words, regardless of the person on his back, knelt down straight to Zhu Biao, and the big tears of the bean flowed down, howling: "Taishanjun, my mother is going to die, begging Taishan Jun to give me a bowl of minced meat, my mother wants to eat meat again before she dies." ”

When Zhu Biao heard this, he hurriedly reached out to help the man, and when he touched the man's shoulders with both hands, he found that the old woman on his back seemed to be out of breath.

Zhu Biao stretched out his hand and touched the old woman's snort, but he didn't feel the slightest feeling, only the cold and stiff face stuck to the man's back.

Seeing this scene, the tears in Zhu Biao's eyes could no longer hold back, he only felt that his heart was blocked by a big stone, and he was depressed and speechless.

This is a very worldly way, so that an old man who wants to eat meat before death cannot achieve it.

"This brother, your wife has passed away." Zhu Biao choked up with a complicated face.

The man shook his head, as if he didn't understand, and said straightly: "Is the immortal dead?" Taishanjun, I just ask you to give me a bowl of minced meat, and I will repay you as a cow and a horse. ”

"Immortal Death... It's dead. Zhu Biao patted the man on the shoulder, and said with the emotion of overturning the river and the sea in his heart.

"Dead? He's dead! How could he die? ”

The man was stunned on the spot when he heard this, his face was sluggish, his mouth murmured, and after a while, he slowly took off his coat and spread it on the ground, put down the old lady on his back carefully, and a pair of shriveled hands with chilblains, and gently sorted out the clothes for the old lady.

"Mother, didn't you always say that when you came to Dulonggang in the past, we could survive when we saw Taishanjun? Why don't you wait a little longer, I carried you on my back for eighty miles overnight, I don't know how many times I fell, and I saw that I had found Taishanjun, but you left... Isn't this called my liver and intestines broken... Mother, I'm not filial......"

Zhu Biao turned around, he couldn't bear to look at this scene, and the little peach on the side crawled in Zhu Biao's arms, trembling all over.

Whether it was Zhuang Ding or other refugees around, there was silence for a while, and under the huge Dulonggang, except for the sound of wind and snow, it seemed that only the man's murmur and the sound of tears falling around him were left.

After a long time, Zhu Biao said to Lu Fang and Guo Sheng behind him: "Lu Fang, find a good place to help this brother bury his wife." ”

Lu Fang answered the "snort" and led a few Zhuang Ding to find a place to be buried.

"Guo Sheng, find all the butchers on the post, kill all the pigs that can be killed, and invite these people who are in distress to eat a meal of meat and celebrate the New Year." Zhu Biao continued.

The world is chaotic, people's livelihood is difficult, and if you can save one, it will be one.

Zhu Biao thought of this, but the ambition in his heart became more and more firm.

......

When Zhu Biao was in a trance, he never noticed that there were two figures standing on a slope not far away.

A Taoist priest wearing a yellow crown and a crane, a man nine feet long, with a waist of eight girths, and two iron swords on his back.

I only heard the big man say, "How? Brother, but the person you're looking for. ”

"Senior brother said that I attacked the outer way, did not understand the subtlety, and met the virtue and demons, and there was a positive result; He also said that the person who fulfilled it was in the Shandong realm, and he thought that he was the one in front of him. The man answered.

When the big man heard this, he smiled heartily and said straightly: "But it doesn't matter what Luo Zhenren says, if there is someone in this Shandong realm who is worthy of our two brothers, who else can there be besides the one in front of you!" ”