After the beginning of spring, the weather in the Dasheng Dynasty gradually began to get hot.

It's a very uncomfortable season.

And the heat continues to intensify.

The crops of the people withered in their fields.

But the landlords will not lose a penny of rent every year.

Even if he sold his children into slavery, the money in exchange could only barely deduct the rent.

They still have to find a way to pay the taxes of the imperial court.

And the slaves that the rich needed were limited.

Later, even if those people didn't want a penny, and sent their children to be slaves for free, there were no rich people who wanted them.

Such a day made many poor peasants feel that they had nothing to love, so they simply took their children to other families.

But more people had nowhere to go, so there were more groups of displaced people on the official road.

They gathered together and licked almost all the ground, sometimes even the bark of grass roots, before they gave up.

"Dad, do you think we will have something to eat when we go to Cloud City?" At the forefront was a young boy of five or six years old, with a thin build, a face full of vegetables, and a look of severe nutritional deficiencies.

Next to him was a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties, who heard his son ask at this time, sighed and replied: "Silly boy, Yuncheng is a big city, we will definitely have food when we get to Yuncheng!" ”

"In charge, those officials are so bad, they robbed all the food and drove us out." The man's wife gritted her teeth.

"Daddy, I'm hungry, I want to eat dirt cakes."

"You know what!" The middle-aged man glared at his son with hatred of iron and steel, "You can't eat too much of that soil cake, if you eat too much, you will die, bear with it, bear with it, we will go to Cloud City, and if you go to Cloud City, you will have something to eat." ”

"Really, Daddy?" The little boy looked at his mother with sparkling eyes.

"Hmm!" The man nodded vigorously.

The woman wanted to say something, but looking at the sparkle in the little boy's eyes, she couldn't bear to say anything more.

The man just sighed, not that he was reluctant to give his son a soil cake, but that this cake was made of Guanyin soil, a real soil cake, and if you eat too much soil, you will really die.

……

"Dad, we're too unlucky, the porridge at the city gate is just gone! I can only wait for tomorrow's porridge. ”

"Who told us to be unlucky, let's just spend the night tonight." The man touched his stomach, already grunting with hunger.

"Dad, let's line up here tonight! We'll be able to drink porridge tomorrow! The little boy asked, wide-eyed.

"Alas......" the man let out another long sigh, but did not refute.

……

Night was falling.

The family hugged each other, drank the northwest wind and wrapped their stomachs, and fell into a deep sleep.

……

The next day, the dawn of the morning shone in.

The man yawned, rubbed his sore arms and sat up, looking at his sleeping wife and children and his son, who were also still asleep, and his heart was full of happiness.

Suddenly—

"Boom~~" There was a thunderous sound in the distance.

When the man opened his eyes, he saw that the city gate was wide open, and a general came out majestically on a big horse.

There were also ironclad soldiers on the left and right, followed by a group of infantrymen who seemed to be full of energy.

The outcasts outside the city were frightened by the battle.

"The Marquis of Zhongyong has an order, as long as he is more than five feet tall and can hold thirty pounds of stones, he can join the barracks.

After joining the barracks, they must go to the city for drills, formation, formation, and training, and their families are not allowed to enter the city, but after joining the army, they will be given more than half a ration every day, and they can go out of the camp at night and not stay in the shacks outside the city. ”

Hearing this voice, everyone was eager to try.

"The Loyal and Brave Marquis recruits people to suppress bandits, and those who are willing to enlist in the army can come and line up now, and once they pass the screening, they will be able to eat enough." There was a shouting in the distance, and the man suddenly became excited: "Son and daughter-in-law, did you hear it, Zhongyong Hou recruits, I'll try it!" ”

The man said happily.

The woman was worried about the man, but she was dying of starvation, and she didn't care if it was dangerous or not.

Outside Cloud City, some people moaned and wailed, some people sobbed quietly, and some people could be heard with light voices and even laughter.

It's the joy of being chosen!

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Bu Yunling, the prefect of Cloud City, was anxious at the moment.

He didn't understand why Gu Yundian would choose to recruit at this time.

But there are too many displaced people.

There is a great drought in the world, and the people are struggling to make a living.

There were problems in several cities, and even the capital was affected.

The ministers of the DPRK and China are already persecuting the Holy Lord to be pure in heart and have few desires, and have issued an edict to admit their mistakes to heaven.

The saint was forced to go to Mount Tai to pray for blessings.

But the drought is still there.

The sun was high and not a drop of rain had fallen in the sky.

But the climate in Cloud City is not bad.

The grain harvest in Cloud City has been abundant.

Therefore, Bu Yunling transported the grain from Yuncheng out to help other big cities.

First of all, it is naturally the big city near the capital to stabilize the prices in the capital.

As the prefect, Bu Yunling knew that it was inappropriate for Gu Yundian to recruit troops, but he didn't stop it, he just silently wrote down the matter.

Because these homeless people have become soldiers, at least they can still have a full bite to eat, at least they will not starve to death.

Bu Yunling's ability is limited, he comes from a poor family, has no background, has no net worth, and wants to do some big things, but he has no heart.

Plus because of this special weather.

Many homeless people have become bandits.

It's really not peaceful out there.

Those warriors who were hunted down by the imperial court also took the opportunity to make trouble.

It's just that Bu Yunling looked at the homeless people who were recruited by Gu Yundian, and he felt a little strange in his heart.

Bu Yunling was dressed in coarse linen clothes, hiding outside the city, silently watching all this.

The officers and soldiers rushed out of the city with a group of displaced people.

The infantry surrounded the homeless, and the homeless stood in the middle.

This battle seems to be going out of the city to suppress the bandits.

That's too fast, isn't it?

In the pile of displaced people, some people are crying incessantly.

"How so? Don't let people live? Immediately, some homeless women and children cried bitterly, "The head of the family has just entered the camp, and this is about to go into battle?" “

"I've only eaten one meal, and I haven't practiced yet, so I'm going to exchange my life today?"

First one person cried, then dozens, hundreds of people cried, and finally there was a cry on both sides of the official road.

It's just that the officers and soldiers drew their swords in their hands, and their eyes scanned the homeless people on both sides of the road fiercely, and no homeless people dared to rush into the marching queue.

However, some of the homeless young men walking in the middle of the line also cried, in exchange for the scolding and whipping of the soldiers on both sides.

One of the homeless people was a young man who didn't know each other, and he couldn't stop crying, not knowing how, whether he was afraid or what, muttering that he was no longer a soldier, that he didn't want to fight, and that he was about to rush out of the team when he turned around.