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Chapter 137 Disaster Relief? Seems Not Needed

Chapter 137 Disaster relief? It seems that it is not needed anymore

Author: My heart is still the same

Chapter 137 Disaster relief? It seems that it is not needed anymore

The power of the snowball becomes more and more powerful.

Three days passed.

Ninety percent of the Yongzhou disaster victims had more or less acupuncture points opened.

The remaining 10% either have no qualifications at all, or are too weak-minded to learn.

For these people, if they have no hope, they put their hope in others.

Although I no longer feel the feeling of being as strong as an ox and as light as a swallow, as long as others learn martial arts, at least I will not starve to death due to food shortages.

In fact, this is exactly the case. As more and more people open acupuncture points, and as these people open more and more acupoints, the consumption of food is decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye every day.

In addition, new food is being recovered continuously. Although it is not as exaggerated as the inexplicable harvest of ten thousand stones of corn the first time, the harvest of various animals and plants is constantly increasing.

In addition, the remaining vacant land in the surrounding area is also being cultivated and sown intensively. If this continues, it is impossible for Yongzhou to experience a large-scale population decline.

The official road outside the city is the most peripheral area.

"Wang Mazi, how many orifices have you opened?"

An arrogant middle-aged man spoke with a proud tone, "I've already opened thirty, don't leave me too behind."

"Sorry, I've already opened thirty-two."

Wang Mazi didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, "You, Mr. Cai, want to show off in front of me, so you should practice more."

"Tsk, it's just two more. Let's see if I can surpass you tomorrow."

Cai Laogen replied unconvinced.

"If you exceed it, you will exceed it. It doesn't matter."

Wang Mazi rested his head on the mound of earth with misty eyes, "Being alive is better than anything else."

"..."

Cai Laogen's proud expression slowly dissipated, and finally he lay down, "Yeah, just stay alive. When the food grows next year, no matter how many orifices it opens, we won't remember it anymore."

"Are you unwilling?"

Wang Mazi asked.

"It was there at first, but then it wasn't."

Cai Laogen twitched the corners of his lips, "It's not that I'm open-minded, but I feel much better when I think that those who have awakened to the second and third levels will forget everything like us."

"Villain."

Wang Mazi sneered.

"My little man, you didn't just find out."

Cai Laogen didn't take it seriously, paused and then said: "Do you remember before, I almost beat you to death for a bug... Do you hate me?"

"hatred?"

Wang Mazi said contemptuously, "If you just beat me and I hate you, will those people I beat to death turn into ghosts and come to take my life?"

Cai Laogen sat up suddenly and looked at Wang Mazi warily, "Have you ever beaten anyone to death? Not even me."

"They want to steal my doll, can I not kill them?"

Wang Mazi said calmly.

Steal the child...

Cai Laogen's face stiffened.

He has seen this kind of thing before, and almost participated in it.

I can't help it, I'm too hungry...

"etc."

Cai Laogen looked around, "You said you beat those people to death, so why didn't you see your baby?"

"I couldn't hold on when I got sick, so I buried him."

Wang Mazi sighed, "My father, mother, baby, and mother-in-law are all buried in one place."

"All right……"

Cai Laogen suddenly felt a little lucky, glad that he was alone from the beginning.

Suddenly, Wang Mazi sat up and looked into the deserted distance.

"What's wrong?"

Cai Laogen followed and looked over, but saw nothing.

"The ground is shaking."

Wang Mazi frowned and stared at the end of the official road.

"shock?"

Cai Laogen was confused.

"It's like...like there are a lot of horses running."

Wang Mazi said, suddenly stood up from the ground, his eyes widened: "Fire?!"

Cai Laogen could see clearly now.

At the end of the official road, dense firelight swayed and suddenly penetrated into the darkness.

"Centrals! It's centaurs! Lots and lots of centaurs!"

Wang Mazi shouted.

Immediately, it attracted the attention of more people nearby.

"Humans and horses? How come there are so many people and horses in the middle of the night?"

"Could it be...could it be that the imperial court is here to provide disaster relief?!"

"Disaster relief? It's possible! No, it must be like this!"

"Someone from the imperial court has come to provide relief! Someone has come to provide relief!!!"

"..."

The movement spread quickly.

Cai Laogen cried with joy: "It's here, it's finally here..."

Only Wang Mazi looked calm and said: "What's so happy about this."

"..."

Cai Laogen looked strange: "That's for disaster relief. They must have brought a lot of food."

"We are now..."

Wang Mazi looked deeply at Cai Laogen, "Do you still need it?"

"this……"

Cai Laogen was stunned and reacted suddenly.

yes.

Even if there is no disaster relief, it seems that I can survive?

Thinking of this, the joy suddenly disappeared.

"It's really not that necessary."

Cai Laogen shook his head, then changed the subject, "But it's not bad if you can eat enough."

Wang Mazi said no more.

He is the same as Cai Laogen now, but two months ago, he was different.

Two months ago, he cried for his father and mother, prayed to the world and knelt on the ground, hoping and even begging for disaster relief from the court.

But now...

The entire family died.

Disaster relief?

Sorry, I don't care about it anymore.

Wang Mazi retreated into the crowd with an expressionless face.

There are many people who have the same idea as him.

But most of them are just like Cai Laogen at the beginning, crying with joy and shouting at the top of his lungs.

After all, they have been looking forward to it for too long.

In this way, the people and horses in the distance kept approaching.

Sure enough, it's the cavalry!

The mighty cavalry!

By the light of the fire, the bright golden armor could be seen in the distance.

It's found in humans, and it's also found in horses.

That kind of indescribable nobility and power was not obscured by the darkness of the night.

The first thought that comes to the minds of the refugees.

This is really the court's disaster relief effort.

Otherwise, who can still maintain such a noble manner in Yongzhou today?

Three miles, two miles, one mile...

The refugees in the outer circle began to feel that something was wrong.

These cavalrymen don’t seem to have any intention of slowing down?

By the time this thought crossed their minds, it was already too late.

A distance of more than a hundred feet whizzed by.

The golden-armored cavalry didn't pause at all, just following the official path and charging straight towards the crowd.

Instantly, there was a scream.

Broken arms, broken legs, torn bodies, splattered blood.

The torrent of cavalry forcibly cut a bloody path and headed straight for the city gate.

From beginning to end, these people on horseback made no sound.

Not even a scolding.

To them, the refugees blocking the road seem to be no different from the weeds on the roadside that cannot even reach food.

The cavalry team finally stopped when they reached the ruins of the city tower.

A horseman emerged from the crowd, seemingly the leader of the army.

"Jiang Zhihong, come quickly to claim your guilt!"

"Jiang Zhihong, come quickly to claim your guilt!"

"..."

The sound waves spread out in circles, and their power was not much less than when Jiang Zhihong was teaching martial arts.

"Stop shouting, I'm here."

A faint voice sounded, and Jiang Zhihong jumped onto the top of the ruins.

"Jiang Zhihong, do you know your guilt?"

The cavalry leader asked sharply.

"Convicted?"

Jiang Zhihong chuckled, "May I ask what I am guilty of?"

As soon as these words came out, the leader's eyes turned cold.

"It seems that you are not going to cooperate."

The leader chuckled, "Before I left the capital, your Majesty gave me two orders. If you cooperate, you will return to the capital for another trial. If you don't cooperate..."

"You are wrong."

Jiang Zhihong shook his head, "Your Majesty knows who I am, and since the news about Yongzhou has reached the capital, your Majesty will never give you two edicts. If you don't believe me, you can open it and take a look."

The general's expression froze.

He couldn't tell whether what Jiang Zhihong said was true or false, but now he no longer dared to open the 'cooperation' silk book.

"In that case..."

The general narrowed his eyes, took out the silk book from his arms, and turned around to face the numerous refugees.

The refugees had not yet recovered from the grief and indignation of the cavalry, when they heard these words.

"As you can see, Jiang Zhihong is not the county magistrate at all, nor is he the censor of Zuodu. He is not even a member of the imperial court!"

The words filled with power spread layer by layer, resounding in the hearts of everyone.

Not a county magistrate?

Not the censor of Zuodu?

Not even from the imperial court?

What's the meaning?

People didn't react.

And Jiang Zhihong's face already showed a trace of sadness.

The general unfolded the silk book and recited loudly.

"The edict says!"

"The criminal Jiang Zhihong was formerly the censor of Zuodu and later the magistrate of Fenggu County."

"Yes, these are all appearances!"

"The Bloody Guards have found out that Jiang Zhihong's father is actually a traitor to Taiping Road!"

"His father used to do business in Gunzhou, and he often enslaved the people."

"Now Jiang Zhihong himself, during the locust plague in Yongzhou, took advantage of the chaos to hijack the refugees and manipulated millions of people with the evil methods of Taiping. It was in vain to care for human lives and the law of heaven!"

"The relationship between the monarch and his ministers that has lasted for decades has turned out to be far-reaching. My heart is very sad."

"Of course! People are sentimental but state law is ruthless!"

"Now the three judicial departments of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, Dali Temple, and the Ministry of Punishment jointly judge that Jiang Zhihong's actions are an unpardonable crime of treason!"

"Order Xue Rong, the commander-in-chief of Dingtian Guard, to immediately send troops to Yongzhou to suppress the rebellion!"

"Also, I hope that all the refugees will be bewitched by traitors and will not be killed if they surrender."

"The leader of the thieves, Jiang Zhihong, must..."

The general paused, turned around and looked at Jiang Zhihong, and said slowly: "Rectify the law on the spot!"

Righting the law on the spot?

Jiang Zhihong staggered at his feet.

It turns out that this natural disaster is really caused by His Majesty.

Your Majesty thinks that I have spoiled his good deeds...

Hahaha.

Jiang Zhihong smiled sadly.

"I can take you away."

A small voice sounded in my ears.

Jiang Zhihong recognized it. It was Xu Chong's voice.

Walk?

Where to go?

Really join Taipingdao?

Jiang Zhihong shook his head.

At this time.

Among the refugees near the city gate, an old woman squeezed out.

"Fart on the eighteenth generation of your ancestors!!!"

A swear word with no technical content was thrown right in the face of General Jin Jia.

Xue Rong froze suddenly, in disbelief, and turned his head little by little, "Are you talking to me?"

"Did anyone else fart besides you?"

The old woman's face was full of stains, but the sarcasm was nakedly expressed, "You said Mr. Jiang is a rebel and wants to lead us to rebel. Isn't this fart?"

"Mr. Jiang gave us food, drink, and treatment."

"He also taught us martial arts."

"Evil law? What evil law?"

"My wife only knows that practicing martial arts can keep us alive, and keep all of us alive!"

"Tell me, what are you doing if you're not farting?"

After saying that, the old woman spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm towards General Jin Jia.

It's just that the distance is far and the strength is not enough.

The thick phlegm only fell on the horse's hooves, not contaminating the noble golden armor at all.

The light of the knife flashed.

The old woman's body froze.

First the head fell off.

Then the body also fell to the ground.

It wasn't until he fell to the ground that blood began to spurt from his neck.

Pointing his sword towards the sky, Xue Rong roared: "Array!!!"

(End of chapter)


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