Looking at the scenes and objects in this camp, as well as those propaganda slogans, the crowd was silent for a long time, and for a long time, someone murmured: "Is this still under my Ming rule?" ”

"Hugh is talking nonsense, where should I be under the rule of the Ming Dynasty?"

"Then why is there so much weirdness here?"

Wang Hua was scanning the camp, and he found that not only the camp was weird, but even the people here were just as weird, and there was envy in his eyes.

This envy does not seem to be cast for them, but for the dozens of people who brought them here.

Envy what?

"Ahem."

At this moment, a few coughs sounded, very weak, Li Dongyang was choked by the smell of wormwood on the mask and woke up, and the rest of the people found that Li Ge Lao had woken up, and hurriedly surrounded him, "Li Gong, are you awake?" ”

Li Dongyang pulled the mask down with his hand, and he dreamed that someone was decocting Chinese medicine, a lot of Chinese medicine, so bitter and astringent, that he couldn't breathe.

But as soon as he exposed his nose and didn't take two breaths of fresh air, someone grabbed his hand and put the mask back on for him, "Ge Lao, you can't take off this mask, otherwise you will get an epidemic." ”

"It's okay, you can pick it up when you get to the camp, there is no disease in the camp."

As he spoke, the man took off the mask on his face, and the rest of the men also took off their masks, and they got along all the way, and finally saw the faces of these people.

But no one paid attention to the appearance of these people at this time, and when they saw that these people took off their masks, a group of people quickly took off their masks.

The wormwood smelled bitter, and it was so bad that it was so bad that they didn't even want to say anything along the way.

At this time, he took off his mask and hurriedly gasped for fresh air, but after a few gasps, he found that the air in this camp was not fresh, mixed with a strong smell of wormwood.

Seeing Elder Li Ge wake up, the group of people seemed to remember something, and pulled those men and asked, "Is there a doctor in this camp?" ”

"Yes, not only doctors, but also medicines."

"Where? Take me waiting. ”

"Don't worry, let's go and change the food first, but it's fast, we won't delay much, let's go and change the food."

Saying that, these men enthusiastically pulled them to the big shed not far away, and although several officials were anxious, they had to follow when they heard that they couldn't delay much.

The most important thing is that there are too many people in this camp, and it is easy to suffer from trouble.

So a group of hundreds of people were taken by these men to the big shed.

There was already a queue here, but it was clearly divided into small groups.

A dozen or dozens of men form a group, and there are always refugees in the group.

In fact, it is not difficult to distinguish, although those men are not very clean, but their mental state is full; And those refugees, not to mention their ragged clothes, are still yellow and thin, and their spirits are sluggish.

At the head of the procession there was always a sound of numbers, ten, fifteen, twenty, and so on.

The team gradually moved, and soon it was their turn, and the leading man stepped forward with his head held high, and shouted, "One hundred and thirty-two!" ”

Hearing this number, the people around were a little uproar, and now more than a month has passed since the collapse of the earth. Since more than ten days ago, there have been countless teams to find the surviving victims, and after so many days, where can so many victims be found in Puzhou at one time.

The person who counted the number was also a little surprised, and when he looked back, he saw that there were indeed hundreds of people, so he asked, "The number is correct?" ”

"We've counted many times along the way, and we're absolutely right."

"Do you want work or food?"

"Ask for food."

"All food?"

"Well, we all need food."

"One person for three catties of grain, one hundred and thirty-two people," said the statist, and the statistician fiddled with the abacus beads, "three hundred and ninety-six catties of grain." ”

Hearing so much grain, these dozens of people grinned happily, even if according to the regulations, they had to give each of these more than 100 people a catty, then each of them could get five or six catties.

At this time, those officials were already in an uproar, and they saw these people counting points along the way, and they kept shouting about what to exchange for food, and only now did they finally understand that they were exchanging us for food.

The dignified court officials were actually taken for food.

It's just that everyone changed three pounds, it's too much, it's just a shame!

It didn't take much effort for the dozens of men to come over with three sacks, and in this sack was one stone of grain, that is, one hundred and twenty catties, and three were three hundred and sixty catties, and one of them was holding half a sack of grain.

"It's for you."

As soon as a sack was put in front of them, Wang Hua's chest was a little blocked, and he was a dignified bachelor of Hanlin, a waiter in the East Palace, and went to the disaster area to find his son, and came to help the victims, why was it that the victims gave him food?

However, along the way, there is indeed very little dry food left, and it is good to have food, at least not to go hungry.

What's more, these grains are clearly exchanged for themselves and others.

So the crowd accepted it with peace of mind, and the man didn't stop, and took out more than ten catties of grain from the half bag of grain and put it into the cloth bag with the mask before, "Here, and these, they are also distributed to you." ”

Wang Hua was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say, but he still accepted it silently, hugged it in his arms, and then coughed lightly and asked, "Dare to ask, where is the doctor?" ”

"Oh, there's the queue over there, there's the hospital."

Following the direction of his finger, it was the oversized room, or corridor, that lined up hundreds of thousands of people.

Everyone was looking over there, but a middle-aged official was determined to look into the shed where the grain was distributed, and at this time, dozens of men were not blocked in front, and they could clearly see the appearance of the person sitting in the shed to count.

Like a scholar, wearing a dirty nine-grade official robe, looking more than twenty years old, waiting to see his face, the official suddenly shouted, "Son! ”

He staggered over, and the scholar sitting in it was writing something with a pen, and when he heard this shout, he looked up again and saw a black dirty face pestle in front of him.

This face is very dirty, it is full of mud stains one after another, and the three-foot long beard on the lower jaw has long been tied and sticky together, but this face is very familiar.

The scholar's body was shocked, and finally he shouted, "Daddy! ”

"My son." Xu Qianwen, who was in charge of the Ministry of Officials, cried all of a sudden, and then hugged his son, "Dad, Dad saw the miserable situation in Chaocheng County, and thought that you. Dad regrets not being at the beginning, Dad shouldn't let you make up for this shortage, Dad is sorry for you."

"But I don't want my son to be alive, my son is still alive, haha. My son is alive! ”

Xu Qianwen was crying heartbreakingly and repenting loudly, but now he is crying and laughing, as if he is crazy. But the people present watched silently, as if such scenes often happened in this camp.

A world collapsed, relatives were separated, I thought I had already died, but I saw my relatives who were still alive, and the huge surprise can be imagined.

Xu Zicheng was also crying, but asked with a crying tone: "Dad, why did you come to Puzhou?" ”

"Dad is here to find you, Dad is appointed by the imperial court to come to help the victims."

“.”

Xu Zicheng's expression was a little stiff, he looked at this group of people and waiting, giving relief to the victims?

"Dad, hasn't the imperial court been here a long time ago?"

"Where did you come from, the imperial court only learned the news a few days ago."

As the father and son were talking, all the officials rushed up, Wang Hua strongly intervened between the father and son, and was the first to speak: "Have you seen my son?" ”

Xu Zicheng looked at this unkempt middle-aged man, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like a middle-aged beggar, but he knew that this person was probably also a court official, so he used an honorific title, "I don't know what an adult is"

Wang Hua straightened his waist, "Hanlin bachelor Wang Hua, my son is Wang Shouren." ”

"Wang Shouren"

Xu Zicheng was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up, and he immediately stood up and said, "You are Lord Wang's father?" ”

"Yes, yes, my son is still there," he said, but Wang Hua paused, a little timid and didn't dare to ask.

"Don't worry, Lord Wang is very well, Lord Wang should be patrolling this camp now."

Hearing this, Wang Hua breathed a long sigh of relief, his eyes became a little red, he had suffered so much to come here and learn the news that his son was still alive, all of which was worth it.

Immediately, he instinctively looked around the camp, and did not see Wang Shouren who was patrolling, but saw Li Dongyang lying on a stretcher, Li Ge Lao stretched out his hand hard, as if he wanted to say something.

Seeing this scene, Wang Hua hurriedly ran over, and at the same time vacated the place, and the rest of the officials caught Xu Ziwen and asked about the whereabouts of his relatives.

When he got closer, Li Dongyang said weakly: "Prince, ask the whereabouts of the prince."

"Yes, Prince!"

Wang Hua raised his palm and slapped it his head, then hurriedly ran back, squeezed through the crowd, and said to Xu Zicheng: "What about His Royal Highness the Prince, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is fine, right?" ”

Before he could ask why, he was pushed away by Wang Hua, and the officials crowded here couldn't help but glare at him angrily. You are a scholar of Hallym University, I will let you ask first, and now that you have asked, you have learned that your son is still alive, what are you doing when you come back?

But when they heard Wang Hua ask about the whereabouts of the prince, the crowd died down, they came here for disaster relief is not the purpose, the main purpose is to find the prince, as well as their relatives and sons.

"Yes, yes, how is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, is His Highness okay now?"

"Rest assured, Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince is also very good, I went to quell the rebellion with Lord Xia two days ago, and I will be able to come back in about these two days."

"Counterinsurgency?!"

Hearing that the prince was very good, a group of people just breathed a sigh of relief, but when they heard the word counterinsurgency, they quickly became in an uproar, and there must be a rebellion after the catastrophe, which is common sense, but His Royal Highness the prince ran to quell the rebellion, which is in case of a mistake.

Seeing the flustered court officials who looked like refugees, Xu Zicheng said: "Your Excellency, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has the skill of commanding troops, and he has quelled the rebellion many times, and each time he has returned triumphantly."

The third and so on, I'm still writing.

(End of chapter)