Sun Simiao sat weakly on the ground, his hands trembling as he tried to grab Yun Ye's clothes, but failed to grab him twice. The word "locust plague" seemed to have drained all his strength.
Zhuang Santing and others stared stupidly at Yun Ye who was falling into madness. They felt their heads were buzzing. The sky, earth, and trees seemed to be quickly moving away from them, leaving only their tiny self in the darkness.
"After a major disaster, there will be a major epidemic. My Emperor, are you ready to face the plague? Now is the hottest time, which is the best time for the epidemic to spread. Are you ready to kill your own people?
Have you? After this disaster, do you still have the ability to conquer the Turks? You are just lucky to be able to kill Jieli."
The endless blaming finally stopped.
Yun Ye sat on the ground, buried his head in his knees, and said nothing.
Silence returned to the forest again, and the squirrel stuck its head out and looked at the seven listless monsters under the tree with vigilance.
Sadness will always spread, just like happiness is also contagious. At this time, the squirrel was probably praying to the monster not to take away his pine cone, looking melancholy and sad.
"Marquis Yun, now is not the time for you to run away. You are the Marquis of the Tang Dynasty, so naturally you have to shoulder your responsibilities. Let's go back and leave now." Sun Simiao dragged Yun Ye up with the strength he didn't know where he came from.
"Master Hou, I have to carry you out of the mountain even on my back. The whole village is waiting for you to save my life." Zhuang Santing kicked the other four people up and said to Yun Ye eagerly.
He was full of confidence in his Lord Marquis and always believed that Yun Ye could turn things around at the most critical moment.
Yun Ye looked at Zhuang Santing strangely. He didn't know what he was doing, and he didn't know where he got the confidence.
"Of course everything is fine in the village. What do you think I am doing by letting them spread chickens and ducks all over the mountains and fields? I want the chickens and ducks to eat all the locusts in the fields. When I came here, I saw that there were locusts in our village, but there were no other
There are so many places, but we can’t do any harm. But this thing has wings, but we don’t have them. If other people’s insects eat up their crops, they will come to eat ours. This is an unsolvable problem.”
"Then what should we do, the food on our farm?" Zhuang San stopped crying. A man who had been stabbed nine times on the battlefield without crying was now bursting into tears.
"You're crying! So what if we run out of food in the village? If we don't have food, we still have chickens, ducks and geese, and every house has pigs. We will starve to death. Before I left, I told Lao Qian that these days
Don't collect the eggs, let the villagers exchange for some grain, it will be no problem to survive the famine, a grown man sheds horse urine." Yun Ye scolded Ling Ran with such righteousness that he completely forgot that he was crying like he was in confinement just now.
The matter of children.
Lao Sun suddenly calmed down, sorted out the herbs in his backpack, picked up the hoe and walked back. Yun Ye had no choice but to follow him. If Lao Sun had to watch the victims of the Guanzhong disaster everywhere and do nothing, it would be better to kill him.
Lao Sun suddenly turned around and pressed heavily on Yun Ye's shoulder and said, "I believe in you too. When it comes to me, I will give you my life even if you need me, as long as you carry the disaster through."
The venting just now made Yun Ye feel a lot more relaxed. Before the disaster, he was still afraid. Now that it has become a fact, there is nothing to fear. No matter how scared you are, the disaster will not stop on its own.
The relaxation and joy he felt when he first entered the forest was gone. Lao Sun didn't think of Yun Ye as a human being at all. He went over mountains and ridges all the way. The five-day journey was almost back in two days. When he arrived at the edge of the forest, the woods were getting sparser and sparser. Human beings
There are more and more traces.
Yun Ye's legs were swollen from walking, and Lao Sun only gave him acupuncture massage every night. Yun Ye could barely catch up the next day, and he regretted why he led Lao Sun into the depths of the forest.
There were many people at the edge of the forest. Seeing Lao Sun and Yun Ye was like seeing relatives. Liu Xian grabbed Yun Ye and refused to let go. He said with red eyes: "His Majesty orders you to return to Beijing as soon as possible."
I learned from Liu Xian that since it was reported three days ago, disasters occurred in twenty-seven states in Guanzhong almost at the same time. Locusts were rising from the waterside, old rivers, and reed fields, and they were forming swarms. The first one to be reported was
Tongguan, followed by emergency reports from other prefectures and counties.
Wu Jie, the magistrate of Zhouzhi County, issued a field-burning order in order to prevent the locust plague from spreading to other states and counties, causing all the crops in the county to perish together with the locusts. Then he threw himself into the fire and died, shocking the world.
Yun Ye said nothing, just sat on the carriage and let Liu Xian take him to the capital. Sun Simiao was also on the carriage, looking at the scenery outside without saying a word.
Strangely enough, Yun Ye actually heard the roar of the plane taking off, approaching from far away. He was about to see if there were other people sent to the Tang Dynasty by plane so that he could go and welcome him, but he heard the horseman howl: "
The locusts are coming!”
There was a cloud of yellow mist on the horizon that rushed towards Yun Ye and the others quickly. Millions of finger-long locusts spread their wings and danced rapidly in the air, gathering into a huge roar similar to that of an airplane taking off, covering the sky and covering the sky.
In the face of the natural disaster, Sun Simiao, whose heart was calm, turned ashen-colored, and the brave and invincible Liu Xian's legs were trembling. The coachman wanted to bury his head in the soil, but he stuck his butt high, and the horse could not stop neighing. He was dragged by the carriage and could not move.
Those who live stay in place and tread their hooves.
Yun Ye let go of the stop on the carriage, and the two panicked horses galloped away towards the road where the locusts had not come.
He pulled off the lining of his clothes and wrapped his head and face tightly layer by layer, leaving only his mouth and eyes. He also wrapped strips of cloth around his hands, and then tied up the collar, sleeves and trouser legs tightly, leaving the panicked person
Lao Sun and Liu Xian also did the same.
Just as he was about to squat down with his head in his arms, he felt that his whole body seemed to be in the center of a sandstorm. Thick stones kept hitting his body, which made him feel a faint pain. Yun Ye knew that it was locusts hitting him, but he did not dare to open his eyes.
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This kind of impact lasted for half an hour, and then gradually eased down. When there was no more impact feeling on his body, Yun Ye opened his eyes, looked at the unfamiliar land and laughed miserably.
The green earth just now seemed to be covered with a yellow coat, and there were squirming locusts everywhere. Broken branches fell from the tall tree crowns from time to time. The plump branches that fell into the air quickly lost weight and became thinner. When they landed, there were only
Bare branches without bark.
From the fields on both sides of the road, the rustling sound of spring silkworms gnawing at mulberry leaves could be heard, but the sound was much louder and the bites were much more powerful than those of silkworms, which made people's hair stand on end.
There are several locusts clinging to each crop, and the tender green leaf veins disappear in an instant. Large tracts of farmland where a bumper harvest is expected have become locust feeding grounds.
Liu Xian was kneeling on the ground, muttering to himself. It was unclear what he said, but occasionally he could hear one or two exclamations: "Oh my God! Oh my God!"
Sun Simiao looked at the locusts that were gnawing at the medicinal materials in his basket with tears in his eyes.
Only Yun Ye picked off a locust crawling on his body, felt the powerful thighs of the locust, and said, "Well, it's very fat. Ten of them are enough to feed a person."
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