Chapter Ninety-Five: Lu Liangsheng's Goodness

All the way to the northwest, the leisurely mood of touring the mountains and rivers gradually became heavy.

The cold wind of winter swept up the dust on the ground, and between the sights of Lu Liangsheng and the others, there was a dense crowd of people, with vegetables on their faces and ragged figures staggering past him and the Taoist.

"When ...... Bendao left, there weren't so many people coming. ”

Sun Yingxian, who has always had a hippie smile, also looked solemn at the moment, and all around him were fleeing northwest refugees.

Squeezed a few feet away, Lu Liangsheng led the old donkey to stop, in the field of vision, the thin old man fell, no one paid attention, the woman holding the child followed behind her husband and sobbed, the child in his arms cried, the hungry man saw a weed on the ground, rushed over directly, dug the ground, and stuffed the soil with stems into his mouth, crying while chewing.

This kind of picture is something that scholars have never felt before.

"What are the governments doing......

Lu Liangsheng has read some books on political affairs, there is no rain in spring, summer and autumn, everything that He Liangzhou can eat is basically eaten, at this time it is cold in the northwest in winter, and the victims continue to persevere, even if there are large families who are kind enough to give porridge, it is just a drop in the bucket, and more people will die of hunger and hunger...... That's why there is a current journey.

The crowd seemed to have no end, crowded over, and some of them hit Lu Liangsheng, and I don't know how many hands touched the possible pockets on his body, but they were all invisibly bounced open, but they still flocked to it.

Some people even targeted the old donkey, and came over together to snatch it, but Sun Yingxian kicked off his knee, lay on the ground and wailed, and was soon pulled away by his companions.

"Lao Lu, this is not the right time to be reasonable, they are already hungry and crazy. ”

The Taoist also knew that he had just made a ruthless move, but if he didn't do that, more people would come up, and maybe even the clothes on the two of them would be stripped off.

Sun Yingxian's words, how could Lu Liangsheng not know, otherwise at the beginning, he would have taken out the only few pieces of bread on his body, but once he took it out, more hands would reach out, so what about after that?

"Let's go, let's go ahead and have a look, didn't you say that there are cultivators here, too? ”

Escorting the old donkey through the crowd, Lu Liangsheng, who was dressed in a scholar's robe, was like a flat boat, swimming against the current in the ocean of people, and in his eyes, he was basically hungry, fear, and death, an old woman walked and walked, and then she lost her breath and fell to the ground, and no one paid attention to it;

Lu Liangsheng buried the old woman's body on the side of the road, and found the child in the crowd, but he had lost a leg and was lying on a big stone dying, losing too much blood and could not be saved.

For days, he buried the bodies or rescued a few children and sent them back to their parents.

Even if there is a spell, in the face of such a disaster, a person's strength is limited after all, and even the Taoist who has been standing by and watching, looking at his appearance, can't help but help together.

When he was about to arrive at the first city in Heliangzhou, Lu Liangsheng said the same sentence he said when he first arrived at the border that day.

"What the hell is the government doing......

The temperature plummeted and became colder.

One night, Lu Liangsheng used the technique of piercing the wall, like a ghost, through the city wall, through the houses, and rushed directly to the backyard of the government in Zhangtai County.

The county magistrate, who was sleeping with his wife in his arms, heard the sound of footsteps, opened his eyes and before he could sit up, in the darkness, a figure rushed out on the wall where the calligraphy and paintings were hung.

"Who are you?"

As soon as he spoke, the curtain blew and swelled, and the whole person flew forward with a bang, smashing it on the big round table, the delicate tea vessel fell to the ground with a bang, and the woman on the bed hugged the quilt and screamed.

In the next second, he was fainted by the wide sleeves that came from the blow, Lu Liangsheng turned his head and looked at the county order pressed on the table, and the words seemed to be squeezed out of his throat.

"Why don't you open a warehouse and put grain?!"

"This ...... This master. ”

The county commander's hands and feet were cold, and looking at the haggard face in front of him and his red eyes, a numb chill rushed all over his body.

When the other party comes out of the wall, how can it be an ordinary person?

“....... There is no way to go down to the official, the official warehouse has already put grain, but this year the rain has not fallen, and there is not much grain harvested, and it has to be handed over to the capital..... and now there are not even rats in the granary...... If you don't believe this gentleman, the lower official will take you to see it. ”

Lu Liangsheng nodded, used a spell, and took this county order to a few official warehouses, and there were only a few moldy old grains left.

"The northwest is already poor, and there is never enough food to eat...... In the face of such a once-in-a-century drought, we really can't help it. ”

"What about the imperial court?

"I just came once, but it can be distributed to the counties, how much is left? From spring to winter, hundreds of thousands of mouths are like bottomless pits, where is there enough ......to eat?"

.......

Back outside the city, Lu Liangsheng's ears were still echoing with the words of the county order, and when he sat down, the Taoist handed over a water bag and sat down next to him.

"How?"

The toad man next to him, lying on the stone basking in the moonlight, turned his head and snorted: "Do you still need to ask? ”

"Master...... I don't understand. ”

Lu Liangsheng pinched the water bag and looked at the refugees gathered at the foot of the mountain, and on the city wall not far away, soldiers with torches patrolled back and forth to prevent the victims from entering the city.

“....... I don't understand why the imperial court only comes with a batch of grain, is it that the northwest is poor, and people are cheap...... Deserve to starve?"

pursed his lips, suddenly got up, took a painting scroll from the bookshelf, and headed down the mountain, Sun Yingxian followed behind and shouted to him: "Lao Lu, what are you going to do?!"

The scholar who rushed to the city did not respond, and walked quickly to the porridge shed, where there were naturally no pots and scoops, only an empty old long table was placed there.

The light of the torches of the city wall shone outside the wall, and the numb victims gathered together to keep warm, stretching out in the darkness of the night.

A girl cowering in her mother's arms looked over, blinking her hungry eyes and looking curiously at a figure standing in the porridge shed.

couldn't help but open his mouth and called: "Mother, there is someone over there ....."

On the other side of the line, Lu Liangsheng closed his eyes slightly, his fingers loosened, the sleeves of his robe were swayed, and the blank scroll was unfolded and spread on the long table.

Nie Honglian floated from the night, as if she understood what the scholar was going to do, and put the ink inkstone she brought aside.

"Red mercy sharpens ink for the child. ”

When the slender jade fingers gently rubbed the ink block and turned into a puddle of ink, Lu Liangsheng's pen tip stretched out and dipped it, and then, drawing a big circle on the white paper, sketching it with several strokes, and gradually became the shape of a plate in Honglian's eyes.

The green ink was left on the scroll along the tip of the pen, and the steamed buns were formed and piled up one by one.

Lu Liangsheng's forehead and cheeks were full of sweat, he poured all his mana into it, and the moment he stopped writing, he unscrewed the water bag and took a sip, and puffed out a mist and sprinkled it on it.

"As long as the cultivation is not damaged, the mana can be restored in a few days, and now, if it is used in practice, it should be able to save some people's lives......."

In the voice, the fluttering mist slowly descended the picture scroll, the steamed buns outlined in green ink were filled with fragrance, and a large plate with a high stack of steamed buns floated from the painting to the table, steaming, floating away into the distance.

The child, who was huddled in his mother's arms, watched all this with wide eyes, broke away from his mother's hands, stood weakly on the ground, and slowly approached step by step.

Lu Liangsheng wiped the sweat stains off his face, showed a smile, and a small figure with bare feet and messy hair came over cautiously.

On the other side, the little girl who was not yet on the long table was a little timid when she raised her dirty little face, looking at the steamed buns on the table, and Ai Ai opened her small mouth.

"...... big brother...... My mother is sick...... Can you get a piece of steamed buns?"

Maybe I was too scared, so I quickly changed my words.

"..... and a half...... Half of the piece is also ......"

Lu Liangsheng took two pieces and stuffed them into the little girl's hand, and touched her head: "Take them to your mother quickly, if it's not enough, come and get it again." ”

"Well..... thank you, big brother. ”

The dirty little face burst into a smile, the little girl ran back with two steamed buns, handed them to the blue woman's mouth, maybe smelled the fragrance, the woman opened her eyes, couldn't help but open her mouth and bite directly, chewing and swallowing it quickly.

Around, the hungry people who smelled the fragrance of steamed buns got up from the ground one after another, but they didn't grab it, they stared at the only remaining steamed bun in the little girl's hand and swallowed saliva.

"Xiao Hai, where did you get your steamed buns?"

"Over there, there's a good-looking big brother for me, and there's a lot more. ”

Following the direction of the dirty little finger, the long table of the porridge shed was full of big white steamed buns, and the scholar stood there looking at them and smiled, turned around and walked towards the mountain.

People were surging, and the little girl was also crowded in the middle, grabbing some steamed buns on the long table, and the plate quickly bottomed out, but there were still people squeezing in behind, shouting, "The person who took the steamed bun gave up his place, and let the other people who didn't eat also take some." ”

There were also those who took more, with four or five in their mouths and hands in their hands, and soon the whole large plate was empty, and the little girl squeezed into front of her and cried at the table.

"What's going on?" "It's gone...... You bastards, can't you take a little less?" "Someone in my family is going to starve to death, who can give me a piece!!"

In the midst of the commotion, I heard someone at the long table suddenly shouting.

"Hey, look, there's steamed buns again!"

I saw that the originally empty large plate was stacked with dozens of steamed buns in an instant.

"This is immortal art......" "I saw that scholar just now. "I also saw it, a scholar. ”

Someone still had steamed buns in his mouth, but he knelt down and cried, and these words spread, and the black pressure on this side pressed a group of people to kneel down abruptly towards the mountain where Lu Liangsheng was walking.

"The fairy has appeared......." "Don't take it indiscriminately, be careful that the fairy is unhappy." ”

"Yes, everyone has a share, one by one. ”

The previous chaos gradually subsided, and several long queues spontaneously lined up, and the steamed buns were taken from the long table in an orderly manner.

The wind whimpered on the mountain.

The Taoist and the toad Taoist still looked at the weak scholar in puzzlement, the mountain wind stirred his hair in a bun, Lu Liangsheng sat on the stone, feeling the kindness coming from below, and opened his mouth weakly, with a smile.

"It's not a real thing, but it's much better than them eating dirt, and it can last a little longer. ”