In Danzhou, the sky was covered with black locusts. People waved branches and farm tools to drive away the locusts, but there were too many locusts.

Like a black cloud, the blackness fell directly from the sky and fell into the crop fields and wilderness. As long as it was green branches and leaves, it was food in their mouths, and they gnawed the leaves of the crops with a rustling sound.

After the locusts left, only the main trunk was left in the field, and all the branches, branches and leaves were eaten away.

The people were really complaining that the sky was not responding and the earth was not working. They could only squat there and shed tears silently. Countless people knelt down at the edge of the fields and prayed to God to take away this power of God.

But God has no mercy and gives them only endless sorrow and a messy field. The locust plague is no different from other disasters. In other disasters, people can go up the mountains and find some wild vegetables and fruits to satisfy their hunger.

But when the locusts passed through, not a single blade of grass grew, including wild vegetables, and not many leaves. Except for the poplars and other trees that the locusts did not eat, the rest were as bare as the trees in winter.

At this moment, a horse was running along the official road. The knight on the horse shouted loudly: "Fellows and fellow villagers, the government has issued an order to distribute grain and seeds for the next season in the county. At the same time, the government will purchase locusts for five cents a pound."

, Everyone, go quickly, the emperor’s grace is so great, the court has not forgotten you!”

Listening to this cry, the eyes of the already desperate people suddenly became brighter. The Supervisory State issued an order to provide disaster relief. With food, seeds, and money, we can still live this life!

The people of the Tang Dynasty are indeed the kindest people in the world. As long as they can survive, they will guard the two acres of poor land peacefully.

They are willing to be exploited by the masters riding on their heads. As long as they are not forced into a desperate situation, they will not embark on the desperate path of rebellion.

Especially for the people of the Tang Dynasty, the world has just stabilized and finally no longer suffers from the war, and the people cherish this hard-won life even more.

So after hearing the news that there was still hope, bursts of cheers erupted in the fields. Everyone used various tools to hunt the locusts. Many people hurriedly ran back to the village to find bags. Five cents could buy them.

How much food?

Under the offensive of money, the people did not care whether the Locust God would blame them, so they took their families to the fields, villages, and woods, wherever they could catch locusts, and hunted and killed the culprits who destroyed their crops.

God abandoned them, but the court did not, and the prince did not. He asked people to bring food, seeds, and money. Li Chengqian's move this time was supported by people all over Guanzhong. Many people started to express their gratitude when they received food and money.

He kowtowed to Chang'an and murmured: "Long live the Tang Dynasty, long live the prince",

When the people said this, it was because Li Chengqian saved them. It was a heartfelt gratitude and an unintentional act. However, they, including Li Chengqian, never thought that this would become one of his many reasons for "rebellion".

For a time, the compliments of people from all over the country to Li Chengqian were written down and sent to a mansion in Chang'an. "Li Chengqian, let's see if you die this time," a young man wearing Shu brocade said bitterly, facing the direction of the palace.

So a group of people supported each other, drove a car full of locusts, and set off towards the distant county seat. Many of them had never been to the county seat in their lives. They didn’t know what the county seat was like. They were too poor.

There is nothing to do in the county except begging for food. I heard that people in the county don’t farm. I really don’t know what they do to make a living.

In Yinzhou, an official in a green robe was urging his officers: "Hurry up, bring me all the kerosene used to defend the city, and pour it until all these bags are burned!"

The officers carried the cans one by one and threw the heavy cans towards the hill of bags piled up pointed by the green-robed official.

The kerosene flowed out of the broken jar and wet a large area of ​​the ground. The head catcher then threw the torch onto the bag mixed with kerosene. After a while, the smell of barbecue filled the surroundings, and the onlookers burst into laughter.

Cheers of long live.

In Shengzhou, a large black cloud is approaching rapidly, and the sound of slapping is deafening.

"Burn it for me!" Liu Yuan, the governor, ordered with a stern face. Suddenly, blazing torches were thrown out of the crowd, igniting a large field of crops in front of them.

The raging flames shot straight into the sky, and the billowing smoke was blown away by the strong wind. The fire burned countless locusts to death, but there were still more locusts that bypassed the sea of ​​​​fire.

It rushed towards the unburned areas, landed on the crops, opened them to eat, and began to gnaw vigorously, and a rustling gnawing sound could be heard.

Liu Yuan's expression suddenly changed, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and he murmured: "Your Majesty, I am incompetent, and I am ashamed of my divine grace!"

With that said, he rushed towards the sea of ​​fire, intending to die in the line of duty and face his father and fellow villagers without saying a word. The surrounding police officers quickly stopped him, and after some entanglement, they finally persuaded him to stop.

But Liu Yuan knelt down and kowtowed in the direction of Chang'an. He refused to get up despite anyone's persuasion, until his head was broken and bleeding from the kowtow, and he fainted.

The people around them also shed tears, watching the locusts gnawing at the crops they planted. They were gnawing at their hearts, their lives.

The people rushed into the fields madly, caught the locusts with their hands, crushed them to death, and stamped them with their feet, killing many locusts, but in the end it was a drop in the bucket.

It can be said to be pitiful.

"Woo..." I don't know who was the first to start crying. The cry spread among the crowd like a plague. Endless resentment soared into the sky and rushed straight up to the sky. The sky is so unfair. This is not allowed.

People live.

"The imperial court has issued an order, and the county has begun to distribute grain and seeds for the next season. At the same time, it has ordered various places to hunt and kill locusts. The money and grain have been shipped here. Everyone, hurry up and get it!"

A knight shouted loudly on his horse. Countless locusts hit him and made a clanging sound against the armor, but they could not stop him from moving forward.

Liu Yuan, who had just regained consciousness, was concerned about his dignity when he heard the knight's words, and shouted to the people: "Fathers and fellow villagers, the court has not forgotten us. We are saved. Everyone comes with me and distributes food."

At the Shengzhou government office, Liu Yuanlai changed his dirty official robe without haste and took the squires from each county to convey the imperial edict, asking them to quickly organize the people in the village to hunt and kill locusts after returning to their hometowns.

Pay for it.
Chapter completed!