Tang Ming looked embarrassed, walked to the stage and took the three wooden boxes.

As one of the representatives of the sect, he never imagined that things would get to such a mess.

He wanted to open his mouth to explain a few words, because he knew that most people were just instigated, and they didn't really have an opinion on Tang Zhi.

"Patriarch. In fact.. ”

Tang Zhi waved his hand, blocked what he was about to say, and said flatly: "I know what you want to say, this matter is my fault first, these lands are what I promised before, you divide them according to your contribution, go down." The singing and dancing will continue. ”

Tang Ming nodded helplessly, took a few stewards off the main stage, and walked towards his seat.

"The patriarch is going to cut the flesh. Tang Luo looked at Tang Zhi, who announced this year's dividend on the stage, and said lightly.

Xu Shuhui didn't know why, looked at him and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Obviously, the land was just the bait released by the patriarch at that time, in order to make the sect masters gather the grain with all their might. Even if there was real land, it was after the success of the patriarch's plan, and the impeachment of the clan made the patriarch feel that the clan was alienated, and he could only take out the land to appease. Tang Luo shook his head and said with some regret: "But Xiling City has been peaceful for a long time, where is there so much vacant land in the north of the city, so I think that these lands belong to the patriarch's lineage." ”

Xu Shuhui listened to Tang Luo's eloquent talk, her eyes were full of little stars, although she had long known that her son was smart, but she didn't expect to be so smart.

Even Tang Sen raised his head, there was a different color in his eyes, and the clansmen thought that it was Tang Zhi's plan to collect the refugees, but listening to Tang Luo's words, it didn't seem to be the case, which made him feel very curious, so he asked, "What do you think the patriarch's plan is." ”

Tang Luo's eyebrows furrowed, and after a long silence, he said, "It's hard to say." But I think that the opponent who is worthy of his planning for so long is only one in Xiling. But I don't know exactly what the plan is. ”

The strength of the Tang clan and the Mi clan is not an order of magnitude at all compared to the other clans in Xiling, hundreds of thousands of refugees listen to bluffing, but there are at most a few thousand warriors in the mortal realm, and there may not be one in the fierce realm.

Just by relying on these people to join, what impact can it bring to the Mi Clan, it is a great thing to make the family have more warriors, not a decisive force. Therefore, it is by no means Tang Zhi's goal to collect refugees, this kind of strategy can only be effective in a hundred years. He couldn't draw that big pie at all.

Tang Sen only felt more surprised when he heard Tang Luo's words, as the head of the martial arts hall, he knew part of Tang Zhi's plan, but Tang Luo could guess part of it just by guessing, which really made him impressed.

It seems that his son is not only a martial arts genius, but also a master of power.

......

Zhumen's wine and meat stinks and there are frozen bones on the road.

When the families were living a luxurious New Year, the ordinary people of Xiling encountered the coldest winter.

Xiling has not had any grain for sale for two whole months, and all the rice shops on the market are hung with sold-out wooden signs, which makes the civilians who have been accustomed to the low price of grain in Xiling panic and do not know what to do.

And for those beggars, this winter, they can't get by.

In the past, they could buy some aged grain with copper, but this year they can't even buy aged grain, and there are only expensive vegetables and more expensive meat on the market.

Most of the beggars in Xiling are controlled by ruffians, and most of the money they ask for will be taken away.

In the past winter, the ruffians would give them a full meal, but looking at the price of food this year, the ruffians all chose to ignore the lives and deaths of the beggars.

After all, who would buy such expensive food for a group of beggars.

It's up to them to survive this winter, and if they can survive, it's their own creation, and if they can't live, it's just that the world is not good.

......

Fengqing Hutong

In a deserted house, a group of children in shabby clothes sat around a small fire.

There were men and women, the older ones were no more than seven or eight years old, and the younger ones were only three or four years old, and they were around the fire and put their hands close to the fire to keep warm.

"Brother Bai hasn't come yet. A little girl with a tie timidly asked the eldest child.

The seven or eight-year-old child was wearing a very ill-fitting coat, and his immature face was full of perseverance that should not be present at this age: "Big Brother Bai will definitely come!"

"Yes, don't worry, little girl. ”

"Well, Big Brother Bai will definitely bring us a lot to eat. ”

Hearing his words, the rest of the children echoed it, and couldn't help but swallow and saliva, obviously hungry.

As he spoke, the wooden door of the deserted courtyard was pushed open, and the children looked at each other and scattered alertly, some hiding behind the beams and pillars, some hiding under the table, and hid one after another.

In a place like Fengqing Hutong, there are not only good people like Big Brother Bai, but also many unwilling ruffians, if they are caught, they will become slaves of those people.

At least they were trained to be thieves, or they were beaten into cripples and begging on the streets, and before they met Big Brother Bai, they had already had several friends taken away.

Outside the deserted courtyard, a thin young man holding a cauldron stood at the door and looked around for a while, making sure that no one was following, and then pushed open the courtyard door.

He walked into the empty courtyard, put the pot down, clapped his hands and said, "Children, it's me, come out quickly." ”

The man's voice is soft, and listening to it in such a cold winter will make people feel warm from the bottom of their hearts.

Hearing this familiar voice, the children ran out of their hiding places one after another, and the little girl with a little tug was the first to rush out, holding the man's leg and not letting go.

The man's smile was gentle, and he squatted down and gently held the little girl's face and asked, "Little girl, is it cold?" ”

The little girl replied sweetly: "It's not cold, I miss you so much." ”

The little girl smiled sweetly, but the man was distressed. The face that should have been delicate had been frostbitten and glowed with an unhealthy crimson, and several cracks were issued on the little girl's cheeks, and this year's winter was too cold.

"Big Brother Bai has brought you delicious food, and you won't be cold after eating. The man carefully took the little girl's frostbitten hand and led her to the fire.

The children were very well-behaved, and no one took the lead in moving the pot, but took the small bowl that they brought from nowhere, sat around the fire, and waited quietly, without making any noise.

Whenever Mi Bai saw these children sensible, he couldn't help but feel sad, this is a group of really good children, they shouldn't be hungry and cold, and they should be scared.

Knowing that they were all hungry, Mi Bai stepped forward and opened the lid of the pot, and the heat rose.

Inside the pot is a thick porridge, yellow and white rice grains and some green and yellow vegetable leaves, which is all in this pot.

But when they saw this simple meal, the children couldn't help but swallow their saliva and make a gurgling sound.

Mi Bai took out a large spoon and filled it into their bowls.

This pot of thick porridge is the Chinese New Year's Eve meal for him and his children.