Before leaving, he went to the house of an old woman who sold oil.

"What about the girls?" Ling Muyun's face turned pale.

The baby girl who was saved that night is gone.

He knew that in the past two days, Dingbei City was in a state of hunger and panic, and the baby girl was handed over to the old woman, and Ping Suli was grateful for her generosity, but now, the baby girl was gone.

The old woman's eyes dodged: "Son, it's not that the old woman has no credit, but there is really no food at home, so she ...... Just ......"

"What's the matter?" Ling Muyun's hand was on the hilt of the knife, for fear that the old woman would say the words "Yi Zi cannibalism".

You can't use a knife to kill a weak old woman.

"Childe, spare your life!" The old woman knelt directly on the ground: "Yesterday, the child was so hungry that he couldn't stop crying, I ...... I left the child at the door of Yishixuan. ”

"And then?"

"The child was carried in by the old woman." The old woman said and cried: "Childe, it's not that the old woman deliberately discarded it, the last bite of food was fed to the child!" The old woman really didn't know that this girl was the daughter of the son, and if she really knew, she would give it to the old woman......"

"That's it!" Ling Muyun was a little impatient and interrupted the old woman's words.

asked about the whereabouts of a child, and he was happy to be a father......

Lame Jiu said that the child was handed over to the oil seller, and did not explain the specific details, and now that it looks like the old woman is not lying, maybe there is really a misunderstanding.

"Are you sure the girl was picked up?"

"It's true, Childe! When the group of people went out of the city, I still saw the old woman in her arms. Otherwise, don't worry! ”

After the old woman finished speaking, two more tears were squeezed down.

"Hmm!" Ling Muyun looked at the pitiful appearance of the old woman, and felt that what he had done was a little excessive.

So, from the backpack, he took out a piece of silver cake and handed it to the old woman: "It's hard work." ”

"Childe, are you going to travel far away?" The old woman was not polite, took the silver cake, glanced at Ling Muyun, and asked boldly.

Ling Muyun nodded.

"Where did Yi Shixuan come from?"

"Seongnam! Childe, it's a day away, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up! I ...... this," the old woman hesitated, and handed back the silver cake.

She thought that Ling Muyun was chasing the baby girl.

Without receiving the old woman's silver cake, Ling Muyun turned around and left, preparing to leave Dingbei City from the south gate.

Just because, Huguo Temple put grain at the north gate, and he was afraid of meeting Daoli.

Things do not turn out the way you want.

Without waiting for Ling Muyun to pretend to be sad and say a few words, "The road is long, and the cultivation is long", the remaining civilians in Dingbei City have already surrounded them, and they are vaguely familiar.

It turned out that most of the people were saved that night.

"Ling Gongzi! Want to go? A young woman took out half a piece of black dry food from her arms: "Eat on the road, save yourself from starvation!" ”

"Without Ling Gongzi, how can I live!" A man sighed and handed over a small pot: "Cook some hot on the way!" ”

"The official family is gone, the Ling family is also gone, let's ......" The old woman squeezed in, holding an oil pot in her hand: "Childe, this bottle of sesame oil is a little thought, put it less, and you can eat a few more meals." ”

And the child, whose swarthy little hand handed over a lame rag doll......

Ling Muyun's hand stopped in mid-air.

He suddenly realized that what the current Dingbei City lacked was not the official family, not the Ling family, but the backbone.

The looting that lasted for half a day left behind not only the ruins, but also the despair of life.

Look at this group of aborigines in Dingbei City, the voice is sad, and the tatters that they take out are not even a single one, but at this time, they seem to be precious.

"I am suffering by myself, but I can't see the suffering of all beings!" Ling Muyun took a deep breath: "Sure enough, my heart is still too soft!" However, the mouth of this oil seller is too long, and those who don't know think that little foot has Hot Wheels at her feet. ”

"Who said that the master is leaving!" Ling Muyun's white eyes were slightly playful: "Didn't I see off Yu Meiren?" It's late! Let's go, Ling Mansion! ”

"Not leaving?"

"As long as you talk a lot, Childe didn't want to leave!"

The jubilant crowd surrounded Ling Muyun and walked towards the Ling Mansion.

"Except for listening to music, I can't run it!" Ling Muyun thought secretly as he walked, and finally wanted to give himself a slap: "Isn't this chasing ducks to the shelves?" Hold on for a few days, and after a while, the official family will come, and then throw off and leave! ”

I was still calculating in my heart, and when I turned around, the crowd was no longer in sight!

You can't do it alone, you can find a helper, what are you best at?

Give the order!

"Who knows where Zhang San is?" Ling Muyun had a plan in his heart.

"Zhang San!"

"Zhang San, Gongzi called you!"

"Childe, Zhang San is here!" Zhang San responded loudly, and at the same time walked through the crowd and came to Ling Muyun: "Childe has something, just give orders!" ”

"Go and call your fox friends!" Ling Muyun continued to ask, "Who can write?" ”

"Childe, I am a lawyer in Dingbei City, and I can write a few words."

"Whose legs are fast?"

"Childe, I have been a flag officer, although I am old, my legs are not slower than those of young ones!"

……

Zhang San led the group of local snakes to become temporary security, and also accepted the government soldiers who had not left the city, temporarily maintaining order in Dingbei City.

The lawyer temporarily became Ling Muyun's servant in his old age, responsible for registration and writing.

The flag officer Lao Qi had a loud voice and shuttled through the crowd with a flag made of rags improvised.

Carpenters, bricklayers, weavers, down-and-out landlords, industrious tenants, all walks of life are recorded.

When night fell, a skillful old woman walked up to Ling Muyun like a baby: "Childe, the old woman has no skills, this flag is in a hurry, if Childe doesn't dislike it, hang it on the house!" ”

Seeing this, the flag officer hurriedly stepped forward and took a hand, and a big green and yellow-edged flag slowly unfolded, and the word "childe" was flying and phoenix dancing!

Looking at the old woman's ten fingers again, faintly red, and the pinholes are visible.

"Good!" Ling Muyun was in high spirits for a while: "Old Seven, hang the flag above the gate of Ling's Mansion!" The flag is here, I'm Ling Muyun! ”

Since the beginning of the establishment of Dingbei City, unprecedented harmony has been staged.

Although there is no one in ten young adults, the difference between men and women is abandoned, and everyone is contributing their last strength to live.

Houses are repaired, corpses are buried, and smoke curls from large pots of rice cookers.

Divert water and build canals, sow seeds and plant vegetables, and shuttle back and forth between fields.

In only half a year, Dingbei City was rejuvenated, and its landmark event was that the crops finally ushered in the first round of harvest.

Ling Muyun was dressed in a short shirt and fanned a fan, sitting in front of the gate, watching everyone line up to lead grains, vegetables and fruits, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

"Zhang San!"

"Childe!" Zhang San has long lost his skin, and for half a year, he has been diligent and diligent, but he has accumulated a lot of prestige.

"The grain was divided, and the terra nullius and the Ling clan's land were divided according to the head! Dingbei City implements the Juntian system! ”

"Childe, according to this year's practice, everyone has something to eat, if it is divided, I am afraid that people's hearts will be scattered."

"You know what?" Ling Muyun stretched his waist: "Only when everyone has their own land will they be more energetic!" ”

There is a subtext, Ling Muyun did not say, the disadvantage of the big pot of rice is that when the warmth is satisfied, selfishness will be overflowing.

Once there is selfishness, there will be open and secret fighting.

The road of Dingbei City is not left behind, and the door is not closed at night, which is the character of life and death, not the standard of common wealth.

Just as Ling Muyun and Zhang San were discussing more details, the flag official Lao Qi hurriedly ran over: "Childe, childe!" A large group of people appeared at the north gate, about a thousand people! ”