Chapter 2009: God is your refuge, no disaster or harm
Day and night change, and the cold wind blows. In this Chinese land that spans thousands of miles from east to west, north to south, people have always been a subtle and sensitive word.
Throughout the dynasties, virtuous people have loudly proclaimed that the people are the foundation, the people are everything, the people are the water that can carry or capsize a boat, and then what?
On the land of China, there are the smoke and clouds of Northern Xinjiang, the splendor of Luoyang, the prosperity of Xijing, and the sweet-scented osmanthus of the south of the Yangtze River. But all of these require people and people. Without the people, no matter how beautiful the scenery is,
, will also rot, change color, and eventually die. However, there are a few people who are high up, leaning on the railing and overlooking the distance. They will look down at the common people who are as busy as ants, and they will think about what will happen if these people are gone.
Most people only think about more land and greater rights, and then start a war and throw everything into the Shura Field. As for war losses, they are inevitable in wars, so since they cannot be avoided, why bother with them?
Do you think so? Don’t you?
Why is this?
It may take ten or twenty years for thousands or tens of thousands of people to be born and grow up, and it will consume a lot of food and other materials. But in a war, these people will be consumed.
It may only take a few months, or even a few days...
Few people would consider this, just like Fei Qian's order to withdraw troops from Yuyang, which also puzzled many people.
Why withdraw?
Why not keep fighting?
Isn’t war just about killing people?
Isn't war just about attrition?
Probably because the people who actually go to the battlefield and become consumables are not the people who say these words. Just like those chirping guys at Qinglong Temple, they are like cats in heat, regardless of day or night, regardless of the occasion, they just know
They are constantly calling for the right to mate.
Real people's needs are actually very simple, just to survive.
Struggling to survive amid natural and man-made disasters.
A large group of sheep rolled slowly across the pasture. In the distance, cavalrymen carrying tricolor flags were maintaining order. A large number of people were busy, looking up at the sky from time to time, and then quickening their pace.
"The Cavalry General has an order! The Great Cold Period is coming! It must be completed within three days! Everyone, work harder!"
This is Yinshan Mountain.
Since the Eastern Han Dynasty, those descendants of the gentry in the Central Plains have generally not regarded this place as part of their own country. Even up to now, it is still the case. Not many people know what is going on here, and not many people understand the ecology here. If
If it weren't for Fei Qian's development, this land would probably not have much to do with the people of the Han Dynasty from beginning to end. The glory that once belonged to the Han people would gradually disappear into the few memories...
Even now, people in the Central Plains of China know that there is such a place, but not many people really know it. In the hearts of most people in the Central Plains of China, this place is located on the south side of the Yinshan Mountain and is an inconspicuous little place in the territory of the Han Dynasty.
It is a remote, barren and barren place where nearly 30,000 people live.
There is a simple market next to the mountain. The shops are crowded together on the side of the rugged mountain, with uneven heights. The Southern Huns and Han descendants who come and go do not think these shops are anything special.
It’s an ugly place, because in fact, Yinshan has only developed in the past few years, and there is no time to pursue beauty.
Due to the rapid development, there are refugees in various places, speaking with various accents. In addition, the neighbors are the Southern Huns, and there is no unified aesthetic. In this area, we should try our best to establish roots.
Roots are the first factor to survive. As for the irregularity of the houses and whether the stacked materials and wood block the road, it still inevitably looks a bit chaotic.
Fortunately, because we cherish the hard-won peace, even though this is not a place that pays complete attention to equality and fairness. The chaos and noise are mixed with a primitive and barbaric atmosphere, but after all, there is no big trouble or bumps.
Made it to now.
However, now the tranquility and stability of Yinshan Mountain are being broken by the unusual cold.
Thick dark clouds rolled over the top of the head, and the temperature dropped rapidly. No one thought this would be a good sign. The Han people and the Hu people once again stood together, while letting the cattle and sheep out as much as possible, crazy
He began to harvest as much forage as he could, and at the same time built a shed to protect the reclaimed Zhuanghe field from the wind and snow...
At this moment, there are no barbarians or Han people, there are just people struggling to survive under the majestic power of nature.
Just like what these people's ancestors did thousands of years ago, millions of years ago.
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Jiangdong.
It has been raining heavily for five days.
The cold current coming from the north and the warm current that was supposed to go north are stuck in a stalemate along the Yangtze River, causing continuous rainfall in this area and even flash floods.
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In Jingkou, the muddy water rushing on the streets of the city has covered the top of the feet. In the turbid water, there are some debris, drowned small animals, and some corpses that have been soaked and turned white. There is no time.
Processing, swaying in sewage...
Sun Quan sat on the high platform and looked at the chaotic scene in the city.
Thunder, rain, curses, and shouts gathered in this amazing rain curtain. The rain washed all kinds of filthy things from above, and then flowed to the low-lying areas below.
Those who live in high places are naturally people of high status, while the poor people who originally built huts in low-lying areas are either shivering in the dirty water or trying to escape with their few belongings.
Go to a higher place.
But those places have long been occupied by people. Some poor people with slower hands and feet tried to squeeze onto the high ground, but they were beaten out with sticks by the people who had already occupied the high ground. The strong ones might be able to find the next place.
In this place, the old, weak, sick and disabled can only feel helpless and want to cry without tears, waiting in the majestic rain and turbid water for the moment when the candle of life is extinguished.
The poor and humble people have nowhere to go, but the lackeys and mounts of the nobles can climb the buildings. After all, in Jiangdong, war horses are very valuable, even if you have money, you can't buy them. But is the life of an untouchable... how much is it worth?
As the ground in the city was flooded, most of the buildings on the first floor were flooded. The mounts of the nobles were also brought to the building. They sat in the dry grass with their eyes wide open and their heads tilted, looking through the windows.
The continuous rain fell on the poor people in ragged clothes on the ground.
For some reason, a horse jumped out of an unknown building, maybe it was frightened, or maybe it was depressed after not moving for too long, and ran wildly along the street in the heavy rain. Several servants with disheveled hair screamed in the sewage.
Shouting and chasing...
In the market square, Fang A and Fang Ding were digging through the ditch that was clogged with mud and various debris. They shouted something loudly from time to time, but they looked so weak in the heavy rain, like a bird.
The dog is whining.
Within the high wall, the servants of the wealthy family folded their arms and looked at them, with no intention of helping. After all, they have paid so much tax every year. Isn’t this work a part of their taxes?
What should people do?
Sun Quan had a sneer on his face.
Subtle footsteps were heard, and someone reported in a low voice outside the door: "My lord, Ji Zixiu is here..."
"Please." Sun Quan said calmly without looking back.
The door was opened, and a clear voice sounded, "I pay my respects to my lord."
"Sit down." Sun Quan said, then turned around, "Is Aiqing's house settled properly?"
"I have received a photo from the master's public relations, everything is in order." Ji Yan lowered her head and said.
Sun Quan nodded and was silent for a moment, as if he had made a decision. Then he waved to Ji Yan, "Come here... My dear, please take a look..."
Sun Quan pointed into the distance.
In the distance, there is a market in the heavy rain, as well as the workers who are busy in the market, and some servants who stand by and watch.
"Did you see it?" Sun Quan asked.
Ji Yan was silent for a moment, "I... saw..."
Sun Quan looked into the distance and said, "If you see it, just do it... Don't worry, everything has a certain purpose..."
Jieyan kowtowed, then slowly stepped back.
The sound of the door sounded again, and then the footsteps faded away.
Sun Quan tilted his head slightly, and then turned his gaze towards the rain curtain...
……(?′?`?)……
The view expands ahead.
Huge school grounds.
Countless flags billowed in the cold wind.
On the high platform, Cao Cao stood with his hands behind his back.
Under the high platform, rows of soldiers stood neatly, all eyes focused on Cao Cao.
"During the four hundred years of the Han dynasty, there was great benevolence, ministers and workers worked together, and the people were harmonious. In the past ten years or so, relying on the benevolence of the court, thieves have become more aggressive, bullying the people, and separatizing the place! Sangzi received
The family is in trouble, the court is a little accommodating, and the thieves bear the brunt of their brutality, and they become more brutal and arrogant day by day!"
"The Han Dynasty governs the world with benevolence and filial piety, but the court still can't bear to start a war with such a traitor. Instead of trying to protect the traitor, it really can't bear to hurt the people of the Han Dynasty! Therefore, it has repeatedly issued edicts and applied for bans. In order to be gentle and explain the long-standing suspicion, it is over! However,
The thieves are ungrateful and become more aggressive! Yesterday they harassed the emperor, today they invade Yuyang!"
"I shed tears today to tell the world that we are not willing to start a war and do not know a peaceful place, but we are just trying to survive, ceding territory and forbearing, which is enough to bring shame to the ages, and the shameless ancestors are in the underworld! Now we ask for help, and we will use martial arts to destroy the traitors.
Fierce flames, raising the prestige of the Han Dynasty! If someone is at a disadvantage, shrinks in fear, and willingly obeys the rebels, he will be severely punished immediately without any mercy!"
A strong wind blew over the high platform, and Cao Cao opened his hands in the wind: "Big man, ten thousand victories!"
"Wonderful victory!"
"Wonderful victory!"
The sword struck the shield, the spear hit the ground, and countless sounds rang out in the strong wind, then mixed in the wind and drifted away...
With such a huge momentum, naturally many people know about it.
Even Cai Yu, who serves as a humble official.
Cai Yu staggered through the streets of Yecheng, arrived at a small courtyard, and knocked on the door. After a while, the door opened, and an old servant opened the door, "Ah, it's Cai Langjun..."
"Is Wang Langjun at home?" Cai Yu asked.
"Yes, yes..." the old servant replied while bringing Cai Yu in.
After bypassing the screen wall of the small courtyard and turning into the patio, I saw Wang Ming in the main hall looking at the sky with some boredom.
Wang Ming ignored Cai Yu, and Cai Yu was not polite either. He found a seat and sat down.
"Cao Sikong has sworn to go out for war..." Cai Yu said.
"Who doesn't know this?" Wang Ming still didn't look at him, but looked at the sky.
"I mean..." After hesitating for a moment, Cai Yu looked at Wang Ming and asked, "Would you like to..."
"No money?" Wang Ming said, "I still have some...but I have to save some money...I said, why don't your good friends help you some..."
Cai Yu opened his eyes wide, "How can a man spend a woman's money? Uh... don't interrupt, that's what I'm talking about..."
"..." Wang Ming looked at the sky and said for a while, "In this weather, I'm afraid the newly planted seedlings will not survive..."
"Hi!" Cai Yu was a little angry, "Are you listening to me..."
Wang Ming turned around and said: "The weather is so bad that it is difficult for the seedlings to survive... I can guess this even sitting here. Do you think Cao Sikong knows about it?"
Cai Yu was stunned for a moment and said, "You should know this, right?"
"If there is a problem with Zhuanghe now, will there be a problem with the harvest in the autumn?" Wang Ming then asked.
"Do you still need to ask?" Cai Yu said.
Wang Ming clapped his hands and said, "So since we know that there may be problems with the autumn harvest, Cao Sikong is going to send troops now...don't you think there is any problem? Or do you think Cao Sikong is a person who doesn't understand farming or military affairs?"
"This..." Cai Yu was speechless and said after a while, "You mean...could it...be a bluff? It doesn't look like it?"
"..." Wang Ming rolled his eyes, wondering if Cai Yu's brains had all been ejected. "If you don't act like it, how can you call it momentum? You know that there may be a lack of harvest this fall, but you still want to send troops? Unless it's..."
Cao Sikong wants to destroy everything and seize the country in one fell swoop... Do you think this is possible?"
Cai Yu was speechless. "Well... what you said... it's true... but how did you see it? Why didn't I think of this?"
"Is it true or false..." Wang Ming sighed and said, "If you put half of the energy you put into your good friends, you can imagine... Your good friends did not pretend to be at odds with you, but were aggressive and wanted to kill you.
You, you smiled after that? Aren’t they all the same?』
"Huh?" Cai Yu pinched the mustache on his chin, "This is different... I can see that at a glance, but about Cao Sikong... Forget it, let's not talk about it. In this case, I am relieved.
...』
Wang Ming shook his head, paused for a moment, and then said: "I will go to Yuzhou in a while..."
"Oh, ah?" Cai Yu was stunned for a moment, "Why?"
"Cao Sikong is worried... That's why he did this. On the one hand, it is to stabilize people's hearts, but on the other hand..." Wang Ming glanced at Cai Yu and said, "Do you believe that now all roads, big and small, are guarded by Cao Jun's sentries?"
?』
Cai Yu:Σ(?д?llll) "What do you mean..."
"That's what I mean..." Wang Ming said, "In the future... you should be careful... He is not worried about you and me who were originally under the Yuan family, but it is difficult to distinguish... So... Haha, as for me.
, most of them were reluctant to let go of it, so they transferred some people from Yuzhou, and then transferred me to Yuzhou..."
"Ah? Then why didn't you adjust me..." Cai Yu frowned.
Wang Ming glanced at Cai Yu and said nothing.
Cai Yu patted his thighs angrily and tried to stand up, but got discouraged halfway and sat back down again.
"Sometimes I think about it, back then..." Wang Ming sighed softly, "It's better to stay..."
"Why……"
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Xu County.
Liu Xie sat on the throne, looking at the empty hall, recalling the grand scene of the Salt and Iron Discussion that day, with a slight smile on his face.
The lowered heads all made Liu Xie, who was aloof, feel an unspeakable feeling filling his chest and abdomen, which seemed to make his waist straighter.
I am the Emperor of the Han Dynasty.
The great emperor protected by heaven!
On the desk, there was a calligraphy he had just written, waiting for the ink to dry. Liu Xie looked at it and decided to hang up the calligraphy later.
"There are 罟 in the palace, and there are many of them. Jiang Yuan is so illustrious, and her virtues will never return. God is my support, and there will be no disaster or harm. The moon is not too late, it is the Ji after birth. It brings a hundred blessings. The millet and millet are heavy on the 狋, and the 稙
Millet and wheat. Immediately there was a descendant of the country, for the people to farm. There was millet, millet, rice and stubble. Immediately there was soil, and the mood of Zan and Yu..."
Although Liu Xie's handwriting cannot be said to be uncanny and powerful, it can be said to be neat and even.
Liu Xie has been in a very good mood these past few days. After all, he has taken a big step.
This is a good start, like...
Suddenly, some chaotic sounds came from outside the hall and echoed in the empty hall. Liu Xie was interrupted from his thoughts and made Liu Xie feel slightly uncomfortable and frowned slightly.
Liu Xie glanced at the small yellow gate under the Dan steps. The small yellow gate understood and immediately bowed and walked out of the hall. Then when he walked out of the door, it was like a flag that immediately fluttered when it encountered the wind from the outside.
He straightened his back and said, "What's the fuss about? Ah? What's the crime for alarming Your Majesty? Ah?"
"Come on...it's snowing...it's snowing..."
"What?" Xiao Huangmen frowned, "Speak carefully!"
"Heaven, heaven! It's snowing, it's snowing..."
Xiao Huangmen raised his head and trembled suddenly.
The sky was gray and black, and the original cold wind had stopped at some point, but the crystals at one o'clock and two o'clock were falling staggeringly in the eyes of everyone. Although it was not big, but...
"How is that possible?!" Xiao Huangmen rushed to the main hall square in a few steps, stretched out his hand to catch the falling snowflakes from the sky.
A little ice crystal fell on Xiao Huangmen's hand, and soon it turned into a little water stain.
In the palace, the noise became louder and louder. Many people must have discovered this abnormal phenomenon.
"This this……"
The small yellow door trembled, as if it was frozen by the snowflakes. After a while, it suddenly turned around and ran towards the main hall. When it went up the steps, it almost missed the step and staggered in. "Your Majesty! Your Majesty."
!It’s snowing, it’s snowing!』
"What?" Liu Xie suddenly didn't understand. It took him a moment to react, and he stood up suddenly, even causing the piece of paper he had just written on the desk to float to the ground.
The paper swayed and floated under the steps. Liu Xie couldn't care much and walked out in a hurry. Naturally, his mind was not on the piece of paper at all. He stepped on it and just in time "No harm, no harm"
"The four characters are blurred..."
"What the hell is going on?" Liu Xie ran out of the palace and looked up at the sky blankly, "In March... it snowed? How could it snow?"