The soup kitchen at the city gate has been going on for five or six days, and the hunger of the victims has been alleviated to a great extent.

However, as time went on, the number of victims who arrived in Lin'an Province increased, and the conflict between the parties became more obvious.

Some people have crossed thousands of mountains and rivers to stick to their hearts, and some people have blood-stained hands, even if one day they can eat rice porridge and wrap their stomachs, they are not the same as before.

The nature has changed, and the bad root is difficult to break.

Shenjia Village, where people break into it every two days, is an example.

They are no longer victims.

It's a mob.

"The current situation, even if Zhou Lesong wants to control it, it is impossible."

Shen Xingluo said in one sentence, "He is a bureaucracy, but he doesn't know that there are people outside the world." ”

Zhou Xiang wanted to use the hands of the mob to bring down the Five Princes and Jiang Lao, but he didn't know that he underestimated his opponent.

In the previous life, Jiang Lao and his party died under Zhuang Kun's knife, and the mob was rampant, Zhou Lesong accused the five princes of colluding with the mob to try to rebel, but in the end they could not withstand the thousands of troops and horses under his banner.

All intrigues and tricks are nothing in the face of great power.

Cheng Xi intuitively felt that the "someone outside the world" in his mouth was not talking about himself, and after thinking about it for a while, he was a little curious.

"What kind of person is that Fifth Prince?"

"Kill decisively, know people well."

“.”

Good fellow, he has all the advantages that a leader should have.

In fact, just looking at Song Zhi's change as a school captain, it can be seen that the person who can make him serve willingly must have great wisdom.

"Captain Song has been here a little diligently these days, is there any new news?"

"Yesterday, the mob captured Qingshanzhai and occupied 20,000 horses."

"I remember that there are only 5,000 defenders in Lin'an Mansion City?"

"That's right."

"The prefect is not afraid of playing with fire and setting himself on fire?"

Cheng Xi sighed at his courage, in case these mobs rushed in, the walls of Lin'an Mansion would not be able to stop it at all.

Shen Xingluo gently rubbed the outer edge of the teacup with his left hand, "Lin'an Mansion City is only fifty miles away from the Huaishan camp where the Five Princes are located, not to mention that Song Zhi is still here. ”

Although there are not many people led by Song, they are all brave and good at fighting, and they are all elite soldiers.

If something really happens, the army of the Huaishan battalion can also arrive quickly.

And Zhou Lesong also grasped this, so he would continue to be a demon.

Cheng Xi also understood the actuarial calculation of the prefect - he wanted to frame the five princes.

Literati, most of the time, rely on that three-inch incorruptible tongue.

She glanced at the person beside her who drank water calmly, and finally silently lit a piece of wax for the Zhou family.

***

By the end of February, the temperature had already risen above zero, and only in the early hours of the morning, when it was at its coldest, did it drop below freezing.

The snow on the road has almost melted, and Shennong Mountain has also turned from white to earthy yellow.

Spring is coming.

Everything in Shenjia Village is on the right track, and Cheng Xi's life is also much richer, and he often runs to the mountains and doesn't take it down for a day.

In the depths of Shennong Mountain, the more you go to the top of the mountain, the more snow there is on the ground, and it creaks when you step on it.

Cheng Xi looked at the withered grass all over the ground and sighed.

"Isn't I guilty of myself, why is it so difficult to find plants in the winter?"

But staying at home is about to get hairy, so it's better to enrich the species in the space.

If you're lucky enough to find a precious herb, you can even level up.

"Huh?"

Cheng Xi kicked the pile of snow under his feet, and there was a completely different color under the white.

She crouched down and stroked the snow from the upper layer with her hands, and a fiery red came into view.

It's a maple leaf.

Well-preserved fiery red maple leaves.

Perhaps because of the sudden arrival of the heavy snow a year ago, these maple leaves that had just fallen were buried underneath, and then the snow became thicker and thicker, forming an insulating layer instead.

(End of chapter)