Ling Ling's cold wind blew, freezing everyone's thoughts.

Meng Ke raised his finger to the south, his fingertips trembled slightly, and there was a bit of anger in his pathetic tone: "Moving south, a dead end!" To stay here is to die! Counting on the imperial court and those old men to be kind to disaster relief, it is better to expect God to receive magical powers next year! ”

No matter how cold the north wind is, it is not as piercing as his words!

The homeless people gathered more and more, and their faces were expressionless, not knowing whether they were frozen like this, or if they were already numb.

"According to you, we are already dry bones in the grave, waiting to die?"

A hoarse and low voice came from the crowd, and the speaker was a scholar, a tried old boy, with a tattered cotton robe and a straw hat on his head.

This is not an angry question, but a resignation in despair.

Meng Ke heard the desolation in this person's words, and immediately showed a bitter smile:

"This is not the opinion of a certain family, is it right or false, right or wrong...... Didn't the old gentleman have a conclusion in his heart? ”

Lao Tongsheng's body trembled when he heard this, and he stood firm with the support of his family.

Yes, it's hopeless, and even I, a 'reader', has been reduced to a ......

……

"Mustard! That group of homeless people is grass mustard for the imperial court! ”

In the backyard of the Yanchang County Office, angry shouts erupted.

Lin Yingrui was very angry today, and even his favorite ivory reclining pen fell off.

He is the magistrate of Yanchang County, and he can be regarded as the number one person in Yanchang.

But this name is placed in the whole of Shaanxi, is it a ball?

No, Yang He, the squire of the military department and the governor of the three sides of Shaanxi, personally ordered that Yan'an Prefecture should resettle the displaced people and provide relief for the famine, and 'do not let the people be coerced by the rogues'.

Well, with a word of empty white teeth, I want to take money from the treasury.

Zhang Yuan, the prefect of Yan'an, very decisively threw this burden to Yanchang County and Yanchuan County.

But when the order was issued to the two counties, the displaced people had already passed Yanchuan County, and Lin Yingrui had to break his front teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

"I'm Ming, it's like a pavilion with green bricks and green tiles, and a magnificent palace! This is supported by these pillars, bricks and tiles, and they have died in a group of grass mustard and parasitic ants, and it has no impact on the country and the imperial court! ”

The howling north wind carried an angry roar through the county office, and when it reached the front office, there was only a low whimper, as if mocking something.

On the yatang, the plaque hanging high in the mirror is magnificent, which is very bluffing.

But even the cold wind that blew violently could not shake away the dark dust covering the plaque.

"Is the money in the treasury from him? Is it Yang He's? That's our ......."

Just when Lin Yingrui got carried away, a clerk dressed as a knife and pen official on his side pulled his sleeve: "My lord, be cautious!"

"Ahem...... that's Daming's money! How can it be used to save these displaced people? ”

Obviously, the officials of all sizes in the county government also have their own intrigues. Prompted by interests, they can sit in the hall and discuss, but even Lin Yingrui has to be wary of others.

"The affairs of the displaced people are easy to do! According to the old practice, those who are physically fit are conscripted into the army and serve in labor. The one with the best appearance will be sold, and we will first choose the most eye-catching, and then sell the other people to the powerful households in the county......"

Song Shijie, the county leader, stroked his long beard, and talked about the things of the flies and dogs, and he looked quite proud.

"As for the rations of these people, it is enough to allocate three or two grains of rice, pick up some bark and weeds and cook a pot of porridge."

In the eyes of these old men, if the homeless people can have a mouthful of hot soup to drink, they should be grateful to Dade.

As for how many people will survive, what does that have to do with them?

is the so-called: small people are like leeks, cut and revived; The head is like a chicken, cutting and singing.

The Ming Dynasty lacked silver and food, but there was no shortage of people!

It's dead, and there's still to come!

"I also have a plan, but I can live all the people!"

The 'masters' around him kept talking and adding......

The officials who were guarding outside the house only heard a few words in the wind: "...... Wealthy and wealthy...... Swill...... Leftovers ......"

After that, it was time to discuss the distribution of the money from the sale of the displaced people.

The displaced people probably never imagined that before they reached the extension, they would be bought and sold like piglets.

Their fate seems to be predestined from this moment on, and it can never be changed.

……

"The life is given by my father, but how to go forward is up to us!"

In the ice field and snow, a not majestic figure climbed the treetops, shouting hard against the cold north wind, trying to awaken the numb hearts of the homeless.

His back is lonely and thin, but it exudes a taste of tenacity.

"My life is up to me! Waiting for death and accepting fate has never been the character of our sons and daughters in northern Shaanxi! Even if it is swallowed by jackals, tigers and leopards, Lao Tzu will use bone stubble to break out two of its teeth! ”

"A certain family has put the words here, which heroic man who is not full of blood and is unwilling to accept his fate is willing to work with a certain family to overcome obstacles and fight a way out?!"

In fact, the displaced people who can come here have been screened through a sieve over and over again, and those who still have the courage have already been screened out.

Meng Ke did this, just treating himself as a fine sieve, and sifting it again.

Why?

Guy Meng Ke's fellow is a little brave, there is a Wang Jiayin in Fugu County, who provoked the backbone of the rebel army, and those who are really unwilling to accept their fate have already gone to him.

Along the way, there were Hannan Wang Daliang, Ansai Gao Yingxiang, and Mizhi Zhang Xianzhong......

Ironically, most of the displaced people who can come here are good people who still yearn for the Ming Dynasty in their hearts.

But how did some insects at the end of the Ming Dynasty deal with these good people?

……

The meaning of Meng Ke's words can be understood by everyone.

And there are two ways to survive by overcoming obstacles and fighting with your life, one is to join the army, and the other is to rebel.

"A certain family doesn't urge you to make a decision! It's freezing on this day, and the big guys are also very cold, which father is willing to excuse the pot, a certain family produces half of the horse meat, please drink the hot broth! I am equal to leaving the same country, and I want to leave ......."

Before Meng Ke finished speaking, the homeless people who were still numb were like boiling water at this moment, boiling in an instant.

Their gaze was more like a red-eyed beast.

No!

They are crazier than the beasts!

rushed up, and actually began to snatch the package under the tree.

Meng Ke frowned slightly, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

At this time, if he opened his mouth to scold, then what he had done before would be completely in vain.

Just when he was in a dilemma, a loud shout rang out from the crowd: "Damn, don't you have long ears?!" Take the pot, collect firewood, boil the snow! The matter of dividing the flesh will be done by Brother Meng himself! ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, but they were stunned by this explosion, and they stopped looking back.

Meng Ke stood in the treetops, taking everything in his eyes, and when he saw the visitor, he was also a little surprised.