Chapter 138: Natural and man-made disasters, the image of the collapse of the dynasty

When there were four or five days left before the end of the year, the figure of Liu Zun in Wuzhou finally appeared in front of Mazhuang.

This veteran of the merchant mansion with gray hair looked extremely moved when he faced Chen Jing.

"Chen Jing, don't worry, as long as the old man still has a breath, he will personally deliver this silver to Mr. Big!"

Chen Jing smiled, for Liu Zun, he was relieved in his heart. Otherwise, he would not have been reluctant to seek the near and far, and asked the postman to go to Wuzhou to deliver the letter.

Don't say anything about deserting or forging false letters...... As long as this donation is sent to the capital safely, all problems can be solved.

"Old general, how many people did you bring this time?"

"Banfu." Liu Zun lowered his voice.

Half of the house, that is, a thousand people. Unless it's a group of bandits, it should be enough.

Liu Zun paused and continued to speak, "After receiving your letter, I acted according to the plan, and on the side of Governor Hu Zun, I also went to write in the name of Mr. Big. He was still hesitating, but as you thought, a thankless thing was given up later. ”

Regarding Hu Zun, Chen Jing didn't know what to say. It's not that Mr. Big's vision is not good, but the trend of changing the law, and he needs someone who can hold it down in the south. Hu Zun is meritorious, and he was born in the army, and he previously supported the change of the law, so he suddenly ascended to the position.

But it is obvious that Hu Zun is going to be unable to suppress the south. After all, there is Sima Zhuo, the demon.

"Old general, when the time comes, please be very careful when you go all the way north."

"Although I am forty-four, I don't feel old, and my sword can still protect my family and defend the country and ask for my life for the people."

Chen Jing was a little moved, and bowed for a long time.

In order to help Mr. Big, he has done his best in the South. Now I can only hope that the little emperor can be assisted by Mr. Big to suppress the country.

"I saw this time, and I disappeared before entering the capital. I'm worried that Hu Zun will find out and leave you in trouble. Liu Zun's face full of frost scars showed a gentle smile.

"If the court doesn't save it, the family doesn't save it, and only those of us are willing to do these thankless things. Chen Jing, you are a righteous man. ”

Chen Jing didn't hear these words. But he understands that in the eyes of the veteran in front of him, he has already been appreciated.

In the wind and frost, Liu Zun turned over and got on the horse, and the more than a dozen riders accompanying him also followed, all on the horse, hugging their fists at Chen Jing.

Only when the figure faded away and could no longer hear the horse's hooves, Chen Jing retracted his gaze and stood in the cold wind for a long time.

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"Boss, I heard early this morning that the old general has set off. The donations collected by the six southern states totaled more than 20,000 pieces of silver and dozens of large boxes, all of which were transported by pack horses and rushed all the way to the capital. ”

When he came back, Zhao San told the information one by one.

Listening, Chen Jing breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. The southern donation, under his layout, did not have any accidents. Of course, a large part of the credit has to be given to Sima Zhuo, and without him suppressing the family, the matter of raising funds in the south will not be so simple.

"I heard that it is starting to snow in Zhizhou. General Liu's journey is probably going to be very hard. ”

In two days, the end of the year. According to the customs of the Central Plains, at the end of the New Year, you should celebrate the New Year with your family on Chinese New Year's Eve.

But under this situation, I don't know how many people have abandoned their small families and gone to justice.

Chen Jing only hopes that Liu Zun's road is safe and sound, and this dynasty is also safe and sound, and nothing will happen again. Let him be safe and secure first, and get through the early hibernation.

"Third Brother Zhao, go back to the house and eat hot tea, and warm up your body first. It's almost the end of the year, and there is no need to run out these days. ”

Zhao San's face was happy, and after nodding at Chen Jingjing, he hurriedly ran to his wooden house. On the edge of the wooden house, there are newly pasted Spring Festival couplets, as well as the laughter of wives and children.

Similarly, in Chenjia Horse Village, many young people brought their families and began to prepare for the New Year. If there is no Chen Jing, if there is no horse village, I am afraid that many Zhuang people will be tired outside, and they will be worried about their family's two meals a day.

"I'll thank you!"

Just as Chen Jing was thinking, many young men and family members who had gathered suddenly opened their mouths in unison. Even Li Heng, with the little village women of their new partners, hugged their fists at Chen Jing.

Chen Jing smiled, in this kind of world, his life is not nothing, at least there is Song Yu, and this big gang of Zhuang people who are willing to follow him.

Perhaps in the future, his life will take a big step forward with the help of these bankers.

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The capital, the imperial road outside the Imperial Palace.

A figure walked out of the imperial study, silent for a long time, and then walked forward alone. As he walked past the nine dragon pillars, he stopped, his face upturned and full of unspeakable sadness.

The guards who were waiting outside quickly took the big hat and draped it over the sick figure.

"Four bridges, Your Majesty will not allow it."

Yuan Siqiao, who was pretending to be a guard, was also silent. He understood what the big gentleman in front of him meant, "Your Majesty will not allow it".

After sending people to check the 100,000 yuan of disaster relief funds in the north, they found that less than a bowl of thin porridge had flowed into the hands of the refugees, not to mention other warm robes, and the shacks that would be built.

"For other things, I may give way to it, but if I can't spit out the 100,000 taels of disaster relief silver, I'm afraid that the refugees gathered outside the city will cause a big disaster sooner or later."

Yuan Siqiao's eyes were sharp. I can't wait to take the sword immediately, return to the old business, and kill the dog heads of the corrupt officials in the world.

"Four Bridges, how is the money raised by the north?"

"Mr. Da rest assured, he has raised more than 40,000 taels. There will also be donations from the south. ”

In the wind and snow, Mr. Big turned his back to the sky.

Natural and man-made disasters are often the image of the fall of a dynasty. By next year, there will be pressure from the north of the country. If Da Ran doesn't send troops, this northern tiger will be hungry and will continue to beg for meat.

It won't be long before three cities are cut this year and three cities next year...... The entire Da Ran will no longer be the image of a great country. And how different are they from the slaves of the country?

"Mr. Big, against Beidi's side, you have to win a game after all. In this situation, if you can't inspire the mountains and rivers, you are only afraid of ......"

"Your Majesty is still thinking about the matter of resisting Di. On the border of Yongzhou, the 7,000 righteous soldiers gathered have sent people over several times to ask the court to send troops to go to the national disaster together. But the so-called important ministers in the court only regarded these 7,000 righteous men as anti-thieves. ”

Mr. Big lowered his head, "I need to consider a way to advise Your Majesty, no matter whether you win or lose, this big battle against Beidi can only gather the morale and popular hearts of the Central Plains if it is fought." ”

"Da Ran can't die, and the mountains and rivers can't be broken. There are civil death admonitions, there are martial arts and death battles, so why worry about the dynasty not prospering. Mr. Big was sad.

After a long time, it slowly subsided.

"Mr. Big, take care, the New Year is approaching, Princess Xizhu's side, sent someone to send a fox velvet, and left a letter of appointment. Otherwise, Mr. Big will go and meet him......"

"It's gone." Mr. Big trembled, "From the moment I refused to marry, she and I will no longer have the fate of crossing the same boat." Although I am not dead, Zhao Zhuangyuan that year is already dead. ”

Yuan Siqiao stood on the side and let out a deep sigh.

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