“Or you can go directly to Beijing to take the exam!”
After getting acquainted, Du Chenglin put on his raincoat and came out. When he looked at the sky, the rain was still sporadic, and he felt a little chilly, so he couldn't help but remind him.
At this time, most ordinary people never left their hometowns throughout their lives.
This is not just about not being able to get the travel expenses, but also because you have to pay a price to get the road guide out of the county, and it is for no reason. Who is willing to spend more effort and money just to get the road guide and go around outside?
But scholars have privileges. Not to mention scholars, even scholars can have ready reasons to "study" and travel to famous mountains and rivers at will, and can even carry weapons (swords) for self-defense. They are much freer than ordinary people.
And no matter how ordinary a person is, he will not be short of money for this kind of thing.
After Du Chenglin said this, he glanced at Ye Buhui, who was confused, and sighed inwardly - the government has been doing trouble at Qilong Lake recently and built a high platform. Who knows what kind of tricks the government will use to control the flood?
It's not just the government. According to what it knows, water monsters have gathered since the Dragon Palace was opened, but they are not allowed to enter without permission. Many big monsters can't wait, and they will also take action.
The vortex has formed, and the disasters are greater than the blessings. Juren cannot interfere in government affairs, but he can take his family to avoid disasters. Leaving now is actually the best opportunity.
It's a pity that it can't be said clearly.
Seeing Du Chenglin leave, he closed the door and went back. There was another urgent knock on the door outside.
The little fox's ears stood up, and Su Ziji had to get up again and open the door.
"What happened?" When the door opened, it was discovered that the person knocking on the door was a local boy who had been won over by the wild Taoist. He was in his teens, had an ordinary appearance, and showed a bit of cleverness. He had dealt with him once before.
The young man's clothes were soaked and he refused to go in. When he opened the door and it was Mr. Su whom he was looking for, he immediately whispered in a very fast voice: "Sir, you ordered us to keep an eye on the imperial envoy's office. Someone among us has received news.
It is said that the imperial envoy has notified the main officials of the prefecture and county to go to Qiulong Lake for a meeting."
"I also heard that the imperial envoy Luo Pei has escorted the prefect Huang Liangping to Qiulong Lake and invited an executioner. He is afraid that he will be killed tomorrow to thank the whole government!"
The young man was afraid that Su Ziji would not believe it, so he emphasized: "There are only two executioners in Shuanghua Mansion. They have been passed down from ancestors for several generations. They usually use straw mats to practice swordsmanship, chop meat with the knife, and chop the meat into stuffing. There is a knife mark on the straw mat."
Neither!"
"With this knife technique, once the point is hit, the knife is sharp and painless, and even the skin from the neck can be sewn back to get a complete corpse."
"No money was stuffed, and it took a piece of incense to die with bloody and bloody screams."
"We all know these two executioners, and we have some friendship. That's where we learned the imperial envoy's personal instructions - we must do it neatly tomorrow and don't cause pain to anyone."
"Is the imperial envoy crazy?" Su Ziji couldn't help but gasped after hearing this. He will kill the prefect Huang Liangping tomorrow. Is this crazy?
After the young man finished speaking, he couldn't help but rub his hands. Because they were wet and cold, he planned to leave immediately: "I have finished what I should say. Young Master, if I have other news, I will tell you again!"
"Wait a minute." Su Ziji stopped, took out a five-tael piece of silver from his arms, and handed it over: "It's easy to get sick in this weather, so I'm inviting you brothers to drink to warm up."
"Thank you for coming to tell me about this. I may have to trouble you in the future. When the matter is settled, we can sit down and have a drink together when we have the opportunity."
The young man's face improved and he smiled: "Young Master, you have just met us. We are friends with Brother Lu. Now it seems that you are worthy of being Brother Lu's friend and can be made friends. You do not look down on us."
people!"
After saying this, he took the silver in his hand honestly, and then said goodbye with a smile.
Even though this young man looks only one or two years older than Su Ziji, at first glance he looks like an old Jianghu. The characteristic of Lao Jianghu is that he always talks about loyalty and only cares about money.
Su Ziji couldn't help but laugh, and just as he was about to close the door, another person came over, and it turned out to be a wild Taoist.
"Sir, have you heard the news?" The wild Taoist said in a low voice: "Now Shuanghua Mansion is really going to change."
"I heard it, let's take shelter from the rain first!" Su Ziji said, letting the wild Taoist in, but he didn't go inside either. He just looked at the rain under the eaves, and neither of them spoke.
After a long time, the wild Taoist said: "Sir, even if the imperial envoy kills the prefect, will everything be smooth sailing? Not necessarily. I think it is more likely that the prefect is furious behind the scenes."
"Now Shuanghua Mansion is no longer a kind place, it has become a whirlpool of battles between gods and immortals. Although our hands and feet are clean, if we really check, there may be clues."
"...You think so too?" Su Ziji looked at the rainy night with blurred eyes, remembering Du Chenglin's words just now, and said thoughtfully for a long time: "Then let's avoid the limelight."
"However, I still have to watch the scene where the imperial envoy kills the prefect." This scene was directed by myself. Although there were many mistakes along the way, as long as there is a result, it is possible to obtain the seed of humanity - Su Zi
I have such a strong premonition.
"Also, is Huang Liangping really a dead dog?"
Not to mention the conversation between the two, more than a dozen people in a hurry arrived at a dam, all of them wearing raincoats to protect them from the rain and also cover the things they were carrying on their backs.
"When will this rain stop?" An old farmer stood under the eaves of a farmer's house on the side of the road, looking at the muddy fields with a sad face.
I don’t know if the winter wheat that has been soaked overnight will still survive, and if it is too late to replant it now. I did not notice that these people had strange faces and were not locals.
The old farmer looked up at the sky, with a look of despair on his face, and sighed. The most important thing for crops is good weather and good weather. Drought will not work, but waterlogging will also make people anxious.
If this continues, the land will be filled with hunger, children and daughters will be sold, and farmers will go out to beg for food and escape. However, if there is another way, the farmers will not dare and are unwilling to leave their homes.
Thinking of the story about the flood that his father told him when he was a child, the old farmer couldn't help but sigh again.
When their ancestors encountered floods, they could worship the Dragon King and pray for his protection.
However, at the end of the previous dynasty, the Panlong River Dragon Lord Shrine was not allowed to hold sacrifices anymore by the local government. Although they did not order the temple to be destroyed, the custom of worshiping the Dragon Lord gradually disappeared here.
"Whether sacrificing to the Dragon King is useful or not, at least it is a solution."
Watching the rain keep falling, even if it doesn't break down, the crops won't grow well. When will this end?
"Boss, are we really going to dig a dam again?" Among the people passing by, some looked at the old farmer with a look of unbearability on their faces.
As a result, as soon as he opened his mouth, he was immediately scolded: "Why, are you soft-hearted?"
"When you died of illness, did the government save you? It was the master who saved you. A scholar dies for a confidant. You know what your lord will do to us. Since the master wrote a letter in blood and gave an order to die, we will risk our lives.
, we have to dig another place.”
"And there's such a big silver reward. Okay, stop nagging and leave!"
While they were talking, more than a dozen people had already turned into the path and headed towards a hut: "There are several dams here, and many people are guarding them. Finally, we found one with few people."