In the cold winter weather, the north wind became more and more presumptuous, and the earth that was originally dusk and dusk became a sea of snow covered in silver under the blowing of the north wind.

In recent days, fewer and fewer refugees have fled to the temple, and occasionally a few sporadic arrivals have been dug up from a half-buried state in the middle of the road by patrolling guards.

After these people were treated and survived, they all wept in pain and howled, glad that they were alive and thought about those relatives who did not survive.

Zhang Yixian watched from the sidelines, and in the past few months, he himself has seen such a scene changeable, natural disasters have evolved into man-made disasters, and man-made disasters have contributed to natural disasters, and the situation has become more and more chaotic.

On the land of the Central Plains, since Liu Futong and Han Shantong held high the banner of the Han Dynasty and led the Red Turban Army to revolt, there have been heroes and powerful people in various places, recruiting troops and buying horses, and each pulling up a team, as large as 10,000 people, as small as hundreds, and the whole uprising has shown a trend of blossoming everywhere.

When the Yuan court heard that there was a change in the place, rebellion broke out, and the current prime minister, Tokhtar Timur, led a crusade army, known as 100,000, and put down the local uprising.

All of a sudden, the rebel army, which was originally invincible, heard that the prime minister of the Yuan court drove 100,000 iron soldiers to go on the expedition, and some leaders of the rebel army, who were not many people, used the capital in their hands to join people who were stronger than themselves.

The remaining rebel armies in the Central Plains have become only a handful, but the strength in their hands has increased several times.

In the city of Haozhou, since five teams were stationed here, the landlords who had a little wealth in the city also rolled up their inventories and fled to the relatively stable south with their domestic slaves.

In the face of the conquest of the 100,000 army of the Yuan court, the rebel armies in various places have asked to obey the orders of Han Lin'er, the king of Xiao Ming, in this case, Han Lin'er took advantage of the situation, responded to the mandate of heaven, obeyed the subjects, and became the king, calling himself "King Ming descended" and called Xiao Ming King, becoming the common leader of all the rebel armies.

As soon as this news came out, all kinds of leaders of the rebel army who were not rightly named and did not speak well asked for their lives, wrote to be ministers, and obtained an empty title, so as to continue to grow and develop.

Under natural and man-made disasters, people everywhere are struggling to make a living, not to mention a stable life, even if they have a full meal, it has become a hope.

Zhang Yixian sat firmly in the City God Temple, constantly listening to the news from Lao Qintou, and his brows gradually wrinkled.

"Is there any news of Fengyang Zhu Yuanzhang?"

"Master Chenghuang, within a radius of a hundred miles, I have not heard of the leader of the rebel army with this name. Old Qin Tou glanced up at Zhang Yixian, since the outbreak of the uprising, this is the third time that Lord Chenghuang has asked if there is any news of Zhu Yuanzhang, could it be that this Zhu Yuanzhang is a relative of Lord Chenghuang's family?

Old Qin Tou thought like this, Zhang Yixian didn't pay attention to it, in the past few days, he gradually felt a very strange feeling, as if he was being watched, but he couldn't see people, and this reason might come from Heavenly Court.

Looking back, Zhang Yixian also felt that his movements were too big, if saving these nearly 1,000 displaced people was nothing, then there was something wrong with the dug canal in front of the City God Temple.

Because there were constantly displaced people coming to defect, and Zhang Yixian instructed Lao Qintou to distribute food to these refugees as long as they participated in the work and participated in the digging of canals.

In this way, such a good deed makes the people even more grateful, for them, they can be fed, let them do whatever they want, and some of them are old people with their grandchildren, sons and daughters-in-law in order to save food for their father and son, all starved to death.

Among them, the most painful thing for Zhang Yixian was that he heard from an old farmer that in order to keep his grandson alive, he used his grandson who had starved to death to exchange with another starving granddaughter.

Even human tragedies such as cannibalism have happened, and the people still have a little hope for this world, how desperate are their hearts?

Zhang Yixian can't feel that kind of pain, whether it is in his previous life or in this life, he is not short of food and clothing, and even he has heard about natural disasters in history that led to the cannibalism of the people, he only thinks that the teacher said that they should cherish the food, hard work and other great truths, and now such a fact is in front of him, and the real impact makes him uncomfortable for several days.

Even now that he has become a city god, he doesn't feel that there is much temptation in such a thing as power, but in the world he is in, there are countless people running for it and dying.

He believed that careerists were only a minority, and that most of them were just trying to fill their stomachs, so that their bodies would not become meat boiled in other people's pots after death.

At this moment, Zhang Yixian even had a feeling that the world was so big that there was no stable place for these people to stay.

He had some bitterness in his heart, if he were a person, he would not hesitate to do his best to help these poor people, but as he helped these people, the more he felt that there was someone watching above his head, he was just a god, as a god, he should be high at this time, when these mortals fought for a result, he occasionally showed some miracles, and continued to maintain his incense under the balance of prosperity.

But he is not an ordinary god, before he became a god, he was also a man of flesh and blood, and he can even be said to be a patriotic and angry youth, but now these beings who subvert his perception do not allow this.

Once he asked Old Qin Tou, is God high?

Old Qin Tou's answer made him cry and laugh even more, Old Qin Tou said, "God, as long as you can eat enough, it doesn't matter what God is, just like now, the days that Lord Chenghuang let my whole family live are like gods." So I felt like I had become a god too. is still with the help of the City God, so my old Qin has only followed the City God Lord in his life, making cows and horses. ”

In the past few days, Zhang Yixian has sighed more than once that Chinese farmers are simple and kind, as long as they are good to them, they will remember him for the rest of their lives, and let the future spare no effort to help him.

For no reason, he suddenly remembered a sentence in his previous life, the people take food as the sky, as long as the people can eat peaceful rice, then it is their heaven.

Since ancient times, those who have won the hearts of the people have won the world, as long as there is food and let them be full, who will have nothing to do and follow a group of careerists to revolt everywhere, which is also the reason why many peasant uprisings in history finally failed.