Xu Qian bowed and replied, "Return to the words of the Lord, there is a plague west of this village. All the people living there have moved west a hundred miles, so no one lives here." Da Kui was shocked and asked again: "The plague is only in the famine.
It’s only 2019, but I see a scene of peace in Shunyuan City. Where does it seem like there is a disaster?"
Xu Qianxiao smiled and said, "It's inconvenient to say more about this matter, so please go back to the city as soon as possible." Dakui said helplessly: "Since Xu is inconvenient to say it, then I will return to the city and say goodbye." Dakui bowed his hand.
He turned his horse back and turned his head. Xu Qian bowed and said, "Great Sir." After Da Kui walked away, Xu Qian turned his head to the soldiers behind him and said, "You can enter the city quickly and tell Master Liang about this."
The soldiers bowed their orders and turned around and left.
Dakui rode back all the way on his horse. When he was far away from the village, Dakui galloped around the road to the west. After walking for more than a hundred miles, this place was a different scene.
The view is desolate and full of wind and sand. There is no grass on the ground, and there are traces of being dug out everywhere. There is no green in the mountains and forests in the distance, but it is pale. Only when you get closer can you see clearly that every tree has been stripped away.
The bark flipped the leaves. Walking westward, you may see the rotten corpse and the dead bones of the humans and the crows on it. Dakui rode his horse and startled the crows to fly into the air, circling for a long time and refused to leave.
go.
Dakui walked again and saw a small village from afar, but it was a dilapidated scene. When he entered the village, he saw dozens of people gathered together but didn't know what he was doing. Dakui was curious and watched, and the crowd flashed.
After a gap, Dakui saw a large pot of bonfires. These people were ragged and pale and thin, and now it was almost early winter. Although the south was not very cold, it was quite cool in the morning and evening. Think about the upcoming cold winter.
, How many hungry people can survive?
After a while, maybe the things in the pot were cooked. These people reached out to the pot regardless of the hot soup. When Dakui saw them snatching out the things, he stuffed them into his mouth. He was far away and couldn't see them eating.
What is it? I couldn't help but ride my horse forward for more than ten feet. When I saw the food in the hands of the hungry people, Dakui couldn't help but feel sour and nauseous in his abdomen. A piece of meat fell from the ground beside the big pot, but it was a
Support the child's arms.
When these dozens of hungry people saw Dakui and two strong horses, their eyes flashed with wolves. Dakui did not dare to stay for a long time, and whipped the horses and rushed over the group of hungry people, galloping westward. After seeing the huts on both sides, the afterglow saw thatched huts on both sides
From time to time, the corpses of the elderly, weak, women and children were everywhere on the ground, and swarms of mosquitoes and flies had been brought to life.
After rushing through this small village and heading west, there were more hunger on the road. When Tathagata was around, there were no grass and trees on the road.
After walking for more than ten miles, I saw a thick smoke from afar. This place was already a hilly area, and the small slope in front blocked the view. Dakui rode his horse and ran up the earth slope. Looking around, a big village was built against the mountain.
, It seems that this Dazhai can accommodate thousands of people. It was almost evening, and Dakui decided to enter the village and take a look and go back.
(The plot requires that all ethnic minorities use Chinese. In fact, I don’t understand other ethnic minority languages)
Dakui rode his horse and slowly entered Dazhai. A square in the middle of the village was burning with a raging fire. Thousands of people from the village surrounded him. Someone sang and danced in such a disaster year.
These people looked like they were not Han people, they were all covered with black scarves. The man was wearing white clothes and black armor, and the woman was wearing black cloth skirt. It seemed that these people were holding some grand ceremony. Dakui rode his horse and walked closer to him.
I saw clearly that the burning fire was actually burning people's corpses.
A wizard-like man was wearing a flower robe and covered with white powder on his face. He held a drum in one hand and slapped the other, jumping and shouting around the fire. People around him shouted from time to time, and there were dozens of corpses of men and women next to the fire.
At this time, two men were carrying the bodies from time to time and throwing them into the fire.
Dakui thought it was a funeral, but he didn't know what kind of tribe these people were. The corpses in the fire must have died of plague. Dakui originally wanted to ask the elders in the village for the reason, but at this moment
But it was not suitable, so I had no choice but to dismount and stand there waiting.
After about half an hour, it was almost dark, and at least the ceremony was over. Dakui was about to find the elders and patriarchs of the village to learn about the disaster here, but suddenly he thought that he was a second-rank official of the dynasty and needed to pay attention to his identity. He hurriedly took a break.
Clothes and clothes, waiting for the crowd to disperse.
Unexpectedly, when the thousands of village people saw Dakui standing there, someone shouted: "It's the Han official, beat him to death." This sentence was like a spark in a haystack, which instantly ignited everyone's anger.
All the young and strong people ran to find the farm tools and sticks. When they couldn't find the guy, they picked up the stones on the ground and rushed towards Dakui.
Although Dakui was shocked, he was not afraid. He dodged the stones he threw, and then shouted in a thunderous voice: "I'm here to deliver food." Dakui's words were like thunder, and the village people were shocked.
Qi Qi paused and stopped moving forward.
An old man with white hair and hair separated everyone and came close to him. He looked up and down at Dakui and asked, "Who are you? What are you doing here?" Dakui was happy and bowed, "I'm Zhang Dakui, the political envoy of the south of the Yangtze River, heard that Shunyuan
When they were affected by the disaster, they came to inspect the people's situation." A man next to the old man asked, "Didn't you say you came to deliver food? Where is your food?"
Dakui said seriously: "Of course I am here to deliver food, but I need to check the disaster first." The old man said: "You come alone, so we are not inconvenient to deceive each other. Please ask the guest room in the village to speak." After that, he turned around and walked first.
Go. The villagers around them gave way. It seemed that the old man was very famous in the village.
Dakui followed him with two horses and then went to a bamboo building. The old man reached out and asked, "Please go upstairs with me." He went up the bamboo building along the stairs made of bamboo poles. Dakui refused.
, tie the horse downstairs and follow it to the bamboo building.
After entering the room, the two of them took a seat. Dakui looked around and saw that the interior decoration was very simple, with a wooden table and two bamboo chairs, and an animal skin and a set of bows and arrows hanging on the bamboo wall.
The old man held the pottery pot on the table and poured two cups of clear water and said, "The mountain village is remote and humble and cannot be treated with guests. Don't be surprised if you have a cup of clear water." The old man handed the tea with one hand, and Dakui quickly stood up and took it with both hands: "Thank you, my father-in-law."
Dakui sat down again, and the old man asked first, "I don't know how to deliver food to you here?" Dakui hurriedly said, "I dare not deceive my father-in-law. I am here to inspect the people's situation. Once the disaster is found, I will be ordered to open Shunyuan City.
Put grain in the warehouse.”
The old man held his beard and smiled, "But I don't know how much I trust you?" Da Kui took out the waist card and handed it on his hands, "This is my token, my father-in-law, please check it out." The old man took the waist card and looked at it a few times.
He handed it back to Dakui and asked, "What do you want to know?" Dakui said, "I want to know why there are military troops west of Shunyuan? Why didn't the lord of Shunyuan City help the victims in such a disaster?"