The night was already very deep, the autumn evening wind was cold, the bright moon hung high in the sky, the moonlight spread over thousands of mountains, and the sky and the earth were covered with a very pale white sky.
The foot of Nanshan Mountain, ten miles to the south of Yuanqiu, is now crowded. Those who cannot make it home in time are hiding behind the leeward slopes and gathering around large and small fires to keep warm.
There were also many people gathered outside nearby Fenghe County. The magistrate of Fenghe County sent many militiamen to watch them, lest they go in and steal food and clothing from the county.
There were many people walking around, some looking for food, some going to fetch water, and a few people with medical skills were helping to take care of the injured.
Anyone who was injured was seriously injured. Many people even had broken bones and could not help but howl and moan.
Xia Zhaoyi followed a few village doctors to help, but there were too few people and it was too busy.
After fixing the broken calf of a woman who refused to be touched by the men or roll up her pants in front of others, Xia Zhaoyi asked her sister to help her back to the leeward slope, while she stayed to clean up.
thing.
The night wind blew quickly, and there was a lot of noise in the distance, including the cries of several children.
Xia Zhaoyi came out holding a small medical box, and was suddenly stopped by someone: "It's you, little boy!"
Xia Zhaoyi turned around and saw two old men in plain clothes, who looked familiar.
"Are you the boy who gave us money at the market that day?" an old man asked happily.
Xia Zhaoyi remembered it and smiled: "It's me."
"It's really her!" the old man beside him said happily.
The old man who asked the question walked over quickly and said hurriedly: "Little boy, that Xia Xiashi, do you still remember his appearance?"
"Xia Kongxue?"
"Yeah!"
"Remember," Xia Zhaoyi said with a smile, "she is very good-looking."
"Can you tell us in detail?" The old man looked at her expectantly, "What are the characteristics of his eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose? Are there any moles on his face? Is he fat or thin, tall or short? What was he wearing that day?
What color and style are your clothes?”
"I forgot. I can't answer the questions you asked. I just remember that he is very good-looking. Moreover, I think he just wants to help you and does not want to repay you."
The old man frowned: "This Xia Xiashi has a kind heart. He has helped us so much, but we don't even know what he looks like. This is really uncomfortable..."
Xia Zhaoyi patted the medicine box in his hand and said, "Old man, I'm still busy now. I have to go help others. I'll take my leave now."
"Okay, okay, it's important to save people, we won't delay any more," the old man said.
Watching the child leave, another old man sighed: "Good-looking people are all beautiful, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. If you really want this child to say it, it wouldn't be surprising if she couldn't."
"Yeah, but this little kid can actually do medicine," the old man laughed, "and I can't tell whether she is a boy or a girl."
"Haha, it should be a girl," another old man said with a smile. "Just now, several women were so painful that they refused to be touched by men. This is the only one who can do it."
The old man shook his head: "These women are really stale. What could be more important than life?"
"We can't control this, let's go."
"Um."
They turned and walked down the mountain, wanting to meet their companions.
After taking a few steps, there was suddenly a huge movement from the top of the mountain on the other side, and there were many cheers inside.
"What happened?" Another old man looked curiously.
"I don't know, but it should be a good thing."
"Let's go see it together later?"
"No," the old man shook his head, "If it is a good thing, there will be more people competing for it. We are too old to take it from others."
"Oh, let's go then."
"Um."
Many people were surprised by the cheers over there and were busy asking what happened.
As soon as Xia Zhaoyi arrived next to a doctor who was setting the bones of the injured, someone came happily and said that some kind-hearted people were here to distribute food and clothing, and that they would be sent to the mountain here later.
Everyone was so happy and praised one after another, but some people were worried and afraid that the mountains in front would be the first to attack, and there would be much less people here.
Some people became more and more uneasy as they thought about it, so they decided to get together and plan to go to the top of the mountain first.
Many people had left. The doctor looked at the child on the side and said, "Why don't you go with us? You have been here to save people. If you go with us, they will take more care of you."
"I'm too lazy to walk," Xia Zhaoyi said with a smile, "and it's windy and a bit cold."
"Haha, it's really hard on you tonight."
"It's okay." Xia Zhaoyi replied.
She raised her head and looked towards the hilltop over there, wondering in her heart who the person coming was.
Emperor Xuanyan was completely angry about today's sacrifice to heaven. He didn't even want to do any face-saving projects and just left.
In normal times, when there were disasters and famines everywhere, the emperor would send people to appease the people. Today's casualties were actually no different from famines, but Emperor Xuanyan took everyone away except for leaving soldiers and horses to clean up the scene.
Now that the emperor has not expressed his position and is very angry, who would dare to come here at this time? This is tantamount to washing his own neck and handing it to Emperor Xuanyan to vent his hatred.
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"Slow down, slow down, it's all there!"
"Be careful, don't crowd!"
"Don't grab it, everything will be there, don't grab it!"
…
The crowd was so crowded and jostling that these sounds could not be heard at all.
Pan Binhua put down the things in his hands angrily and said: "I really don't want to care about it anymore. I usually look like a normal person, but now it's really annoying!"
Guo Ting glanced at them and said calmly: "Don't talk about people who haven't read, even those who have read can easily lose control of themselves. The more people there are, the less they know what the rules are, and their brains will no longer be able to think about things.
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"I really don't want to give it to you anymore," Pan Binhua frowned, "If these things were mine, I would slap my ass and leave immediately. I will give it to whoever wants it. Master, he is still soft-hearted after all."
Guo Ting looked at the crowd over there and felt uncomfortable in his heart, especially now that several men were angrily complaining because others got more things than him.
I had almost expected such a scene before coming, but decided to come anyway. After all, as they say, all living beings suffer.
"Mr. Guo!" a breathless voice sounded.
Guo Ting and others all turned around.
It was one of their people who came, a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, but there was another boy beside him. The boy was tall and strong, but his skin was too dark. Compared with the panting boy next to him, this boy
There is no disorder in the breath at all.
The young man looked familiar. He was more than a head taller than Guo Ting. Guo Ting said: "This is..."
"Xiaohuying Song Qingtang." The young man said with his hands clasped in fists.
"This is General Lang of Song, the son of Shangshu of Song." said the young man next to him.
Song Erlang frowned, not liking this man's talkativeness.
