Chapter 43: A good saint? A slight change in character
The gloomy night once again enveloped the earth. Most of the noisy victims calmed down and fell asleep on the ground under the moonlight! Some were wailing in pain because of grief or scars, but they were unable to attract the attention of others.
In this time when people are inferior to animals, death or pain has become the most common thing. Most of them are already numb!
Most of the Baijinlou boys and government servants were exhausted after a busy day, and most of them fell asleep. Only a few people, such as Lu Feng and Shen Ming, got some jars of bad wine from nowhere and accompanied Shen Tang. He poured it into his mouth silently.
For Shen Tang, who was not from this era, today's experience was a bit difficult for him to face. At this moment, he realized how much the peaceful and ordinary days are longed for and cherished.
He had too many emotions in his heart, but he didn't know how to vent them. Even the drink couldn't make him feel any comfort at this moment.
"Cousin Shen, you are a good man!"
Cheng Yuhu, who was on the side, took a sip of wine and said loudly. But Lu Feng shook his head, "No! The tens of thousands of people in front of me can only survive now because of my cousins. In my opinion, even if He is a saint, but nothing more than that."
After hearing the compliments from the two of them, Shen Tang smiled bitterly and shook his head.
When Shopkeeper Yao saw this, he chuckled and said, "Mr. Shen, do you feel that without the help of your brothers and the help of our Baijin Tower, you would not be able to do anything. Therefore, their praise makes you feel ashamed. Don’t dare to take it?”
When Shen Tang heard this, he nodded silently. Yesterday, he angrily criticized Wei Xun and even wanted to help the victims by himself. Now that he thinks about it, it was just a joke. If it weren't for Lu Feng, Shopkeeper Yao and the others, facing these tens of thousands of victims, He will be helpless.
"Master Shen, you are wrong!" Shopkeeper Yao solemnly said: "Perhaps, in your opinion, you are the most useless one now. However, we can be without me here, and we can be without Bantou Lu, but we can't be without Shen. Young Master! If it weren’t for Young Master Shen, our Baijin Tower might not take action. At least we wouldn’t go all out! If it weren’t for Young Master Shen, Mr. Wei wouldn’t order Bantou Lu and others to come and help. The reason why everyone present is able to stand This is all because of Mr. Shen!"
"As long as Mr. Shen stands here, Master Wei will be willing to do this, and our Baijin Tower will spare no expense in gold and silver. Only then will all the brothers present have the reason and courage to continue here. The tens of thousands of victims in front of us are all It is a fact that you rely on Young Master to survive! Therefore, Young Master not only does not need to feel guilty, but also needs to be proud. What you have done is enough to make everyone in the world ashamed and admired!"
"good!"
Cheng Yuhu smashed the wine jar in his hand on the ground and said loudly, "Before this, all the brothers and I just wanted to hang out and eat at Mr. Shen's place, but now we have decided to follow Brother Shen from now on and risk our lives without regrets! "
"Brother Shen, maybe you are shocked by the scene in front of you, but the tragedy in front of you happens every moment in my rich Song Dynasty."
"We are in the south of the Yangtze River, and fortunately everything is stable most of the time. But in the northern part of the Song Dynasty, the people everywhere are in dire straits, and their corpses are rotting and starving! Let alone the lost old land, the people are not as good as livestock, and their lives are not as good as ants! They only hate me. The Song Dynasty was weak and bullied, but the people were not as good as pigs and dogs..."
If Shopkeeper Yao's words gave Shen Tang some peace of mind, then Cheng Yuhu's words made his heart sink like water.
For the first time, he thought about what the era he lived in was like. For the first time, he thought about what the prosperous scene in front of him would look like. For the first time, he woke up and realized what the fate of the people in front of him would be.
Southern Song Dynasty, Shaoxing thirty-two years!
If my memory is correct, Xiaozong Zhao Shen will succeed to the throne this year. However, although Xiaozong was determined to go to the Northern Expedition, the Xinglong Northern Expedition ended in failure after nearly two years of brutal fighting.
The Southern Song Dynasty lost troops and generals, draining the last trace of the Song Dynasty's vitality. From then on, in the following more than a hundred years, the Southern Song Dynasty went through seven emperors. Finally, in the battle of Yashan, Lu Xiufu jumped into the sea and died carrying the last emperor on his back. One hundred thousand soldiers and civilians jumped into the sea to die. After that, the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty dominated the Han Dynasty, and the Chinese people were reduced to pigs and dogs! This is the most heartbreaking and resentful history for almost every Chinese people.
After Yashan, there will be no China again! And the tragic fate of that time all started from this moment!
Could it be that he just watched all this happen? Could he just huddle in a mountain forest and let this troubled world rise and fall? At this moment, Shen Tang's heart was in a mess! Originally, he only wanted to travel around the world and be quiet. After spending this life, however, the scene at this moment and his awakening made him question his original idea...
The night is heavy, people are dizzy, the mind is confused, and the mood is timid...
The dark sky recedes slowly, but no one wants to see the dawn. Because once dawn comes, they will continue to face things that may be cruel or helpless. Just like the disaster victims in front of them!
Fortunately, when they opened their eyes one by one, they saw the wisps of smoke floating into the sky not far away, which made them feel a little at ease. Fortunately, the dream last night was not a fantasy. Fortunately, today there is still It's great to be able to continue to live. To be alive... is great!
Shen Tang resettled everyone again, and the chaotic mood last night had all dissipated. No matter what, it was time to resolve the situation at hand first.
According to the notification from shopkeeper Yao early in the morning, their food supply has been reduced rapidly, but there is no hope of food in the city. Therefore, Shen Tang has already made plans to go to Xingkong Mountain and his party later. In any case, since Wei Xun said so, There must be some truth to it.
However, just when Shen Tang was about to go to Xingkong Mountain, he saw a convoy of mules and horses slowly approaching them. There were nearly ten vehicles in this convoy. Moreover, looking at the deep ruts, you could tell that this car was It's loaded with heavy things.
When he saw the two people on the leading cart clearly, Shen Tang looked startled. This was because these two people were two of the people who accompanied Lord Zhizhou during the Wenhui.
"I have seen these two adults, but I wonder why they are here?" Shen Tang hurriedly stepped forward and bowed to them.
The two of them first looked around and saw that there was no chaos among the victims in Anshun. They couldn't help but nodded in approval. Then they saw the black-bearded man step forward and said, "Are you Shen Tang?"
Shen Tang nodded, but saw the other man pulling the black-bearded man aside and saying harmoniously: "I, Lu Shaoweng, this is Zhang Anguo. At the Japanese Literature Society, we heard that you wanted to help the victims, so we guessed that you There will be a shortage of grain and rice here, so I went to pay for some grain and rice and shipped it over!"