Chapter 522 The first attempt to keep the precepts
Huhu~
The cold wind blew drifting snow and the strong smell of blood.
Throughout the night, the people in Yanzhou City were in great panic.
Listening to the faint and faint shouts of killing and screaming, even in their sleep, they would wake up. When the sky was dark, some people finally couldn't bear it anymore and cautiously went out to watch.
"Ahem~"
The sound of coughing from next door woke up Fang Ada, who had been sleeping restlessly. His teeth were chattering, so he put on thin clothes and walked out.
It snowed heavily overnight again, and the snow in the small courtyard was covered with a thick layer again.
Quickly lighting the fire and cooking the medicine, before the smoke rose from the city, he had already cooked a bowl full of medicine and came to my mother's bed.
"My son, my son."
The sick old woman sat up with difficulty, swallowed the medicinal soup fed by her son, and couldn't stop her tears from flowing down:
"It's my mother who is dragging you down. We can't afford this medicine..."
"Mom, there is no son."
Fang Ada felt sour in his heart, and he braced himself: "I met a kind person. This medicinal soup is the money he gave me. Your illness will definitely get better."
"Why, how do you take other people's money..."
The old woman couldn't help but cough a few times.
"Mom, please stop talking. I will pay you back later. I will definitely pay you back..."
Fang Ada suppressed the sadness in his heart, helped his mother lie down, closed the doors and windows, and then went out.
At this time, the sky was already bright, and smoke could be seen rising from the kitchens in the city. In the nearby yard, there was also the aroma of porridge and rice, as well as the uncontrollable crying.
"Who died again?"
Fang Ah thought dumbly.
The cold winter has always been the most difficult time of the year. In the past, a large number of elderly people could not help but die every year during the cold winter. But now, there is no need to say more.
There were originally forty-three households in the "Xiaoque Lane" where he lived. Now, there are about ten households with white cloths hanging outside their doors.
However, there is no funeral.
Including his father and brother, there are many poor families in the seven districts of the outer city who don't even have money for funerals, and there are many whose bodies have been kept in state for half a month or even several months.
There are many people like him who sold themselves into slavery.
What is even more sad than this is that in recent times, there is no place for people to sell themselves into slavery. Several large households in the city that have connections with the rebels have
No more men.
As long as a pretty girl under fourteen...
One night passed, the wind and snow finally stopped, and with the rising sun, there were only a few people in the city, but most of them were hiding in the dark and watching.
It has been the eighth day since the king's flag was changed in the city. The panic in the city is still there, but most people are used to it.
Under the old tree at the entrance of the alley, there were nearby neighbors sitting or standing, most of them with sad faces, and a few with numb expressions.
"The Yan family army has collapsed now? The shouts of killing last night seemed to come from outside, but no one seemed to have left the city. Could it be that someone from the imperial court called?"
"It doesn't make any difference whether you come or not! In my opinion, it's better not to come. After finally feeding these hungry wolves, a bunch of vicious dogs will come again! I'm afraid we won't have any chance of survival anymore."
"The imperial court, the Yan thieves, and the raccoon dogs are all bad things! I don't know which group of thieves it was that defeated the Yan thieves."
"There is not much food left in my house..."
"What a thief! Don't give people any way to survive!"
The long sighs and short sighs paused for a moment as Fang Ada approached. After recognizing the person, he started talking to himself again.
Fear, frustration, and anxiety filled the air, making Fang Ada feel a little depressed, but he thought of Jiang Wu and the great master he saw before he fell into coma.
He couldn't help it anymore:
"It's different, this time, it's different..."
"no the same?"
A tightly wrapped old man couldn't help turning his head when he heard this and glared at him:
"Some people said this before the Yan thieves entered the city, but what's the difference? The imperial court exploited them, but they weren't as serious as they did! Poor my boy, he was dragged into the rebellion like this!"
"You damn bandit, you robbed my daughter. You bastard, she's only twelve years old!"
When one person spoke up, everyone couldn't help it. The spittle almost drowned Fang Ada. He retreated in embarrassment and wanted to explain, but suddenly he heard a scream in the distance.
Hula~
The next moment, everyone in the alley and outside all ran to their own yards like frightened birds. Even Fang Ada trembled unconsciously.
Hiding in the shadows.
Dangdangdang~
Not long after, a voice approached. It was a vigorous middle-aged man. He was beating the gong hard. His voice was a little hoarse, but his expression was exciting:
"The Yan thief has been wiped out! Mr. Yang has wiped out the Yan thief and wants to open a warehouse for relief..."
"Every household has someone to go to the prefecture government office to collect grain! The warehouses have been opened to store grain! There are still clothes and bedding, so go quickly!"
"Go quickly! Go quickly!"
The gong was struck again and again, and the gong was shouted again and again.
The man's voice was hoarse as he walked up and down the streets. However, although there were pairs of eyes staring at him inside the closed door, no one came out.
Not even the slightest response!
"The Yan thieves have been wiped out?!"
Only Fang Ada was shocked, recalling the scene he saw before he fainted at the top of the city, and finally stood up first.
“Folks, I’m Fang Ada! I’ll go take a look on behalf of everyone!”
Fang Ah shouted loudly.
He knew very well that in recent years, almost all the people in Yanzhou City had been frightened.
Therefore, he shouted loudly to attract everyone's attention, and took the lead to run towards the yamen. He was excited and anxious in his heart, but when he saw Jiang Wu in front of the yamen, all worries were swept away.
"Master Jiang!"
Fang Ada picked up two bags of rice grains, turned around and ran away without greeting Jiang Wu, and then ran and shouted, notifying the people in the nearby streets.
"This kid is considered alert..."
Jiang Wu was dumbfounded, but he couldn't help but nod, seeing Fang Ada's purpose.
“Register your name, and no one is allowed to pretend to claim it!”
After coming back to his senses, Jiang Wu mercilessly scolded all the government officials and clerks in the state government. He really looked down upon these people who had surrendered to the Yan thieves and served for them.
All the government servants, swordsmen and pen officials were as silent as cicadas and their faces turned pale. They could only keep saying that the man in front of them had killed hundreds of people in eight days, which made them feel fear in their hearts.
"Really, are you really getting food?!"
"Is it fake? How could anyone give us food?"
"That's Ada Fang from Xiaoquexiang! This is a filial child who sold himself into slavery in order to treat my mother's illness!"
Fang Ada ran all the way back to the alley.
At first, people who saw him were doubtful, but eventually some people couldn't bear it and rushed to the state government office...
One, two.
As more and more people received food, the remaining people finally walked out of their houses and rushed to the state government office in a swarm, making it difficult for the many government officials who maintained order to eat.
The whole city was in an uproar and boiling. For a moment, it seemed as if the severe cold of winter had been suppressed.
"Damn Yan thief!"
Holding the list of people counting people, Jiang Wu felt a fire burning in his chest. Compared with before the war, the number of people in Yanzhou City was reduced by more than 30%.
"Those who deserve to be killed cannot escape. Brother Jiang, if you can help me, go arrest them!"
Yang Yu, who had changed into a military robe, sat in front of the case and read the documents handed over by Jiang Wu, feeling cold in his heart.
Yanzhou City was once the most prosperous place in the Northwest Road. Dazhou, a prosperous place comparable to Daocheng, suffered so many casualties.
What will the situation be like in other places on the Northwest Road?
"I am willing to work like a dog and a horse for Hero Yang!"
Jiang Wu knelt on one knee with a solemn expression, but he breathed a long sigh of relief.
What he was most afraid of was that if Yang Yu said a word and left, then Yanzhou City would really be doomed...
"Troubled times..."
Yang Prison took a deep breath and began to read through the files and documents.
Managing the city and appeasing the people are much more difficult tasks for him than fighting on the battlefield. Opening a warehouse to release grain is just one of them, but it is already an extremely troublesome task.
The placement of the rebel army, the replacement of government officials, the merchants who hoard in strange places, the wealthy families who make friends with gangsters, the gangsters who take advantage of the situation...
One after another, even for an old official who has been in office for many years, it is enough to cause a headache.
But Yang Yu did not shirk the situation. On the contrary, he declined the self-recommendations of many poor scholars in the city and handled the matter himself.
Firstly, he didn't trust these people, and secondly, he wanted to give it a try so that he could practice his own precepts.
After the heavy snowstorm that night, the sky cleared up. Although it was still cold, it was not difficult to go out.
Gradually, Yanzhou City has also regained its vitality. It is no longer as deserted as a dead city before. All kinds of vendors and shops have begun to operate.
It was actually a bit of a lively scene.
This was the first thing a group of disciples from Wanxiang Mountain, led by Qi Wensheng, saw when they came on horseback and passed through the ruins still filled with smoke.
"Uncle Master, he really captured Yanzhou City, and..."
Qi Wensheng's eyes were a little dazed.
The scene in front of me overlaps with the bloody battlefield outside the city, and together they explain one thing: Yanzhou City has changed hands again!
With tens of thousands of troops, their troops once pointed directly at the northwest Daocheng. Even Yandongjun, who had claimed to be the 'King of Yan', was defeated in such a short period of time.
Moreover, it is very likely that there is only one person!
this.……
All the Confucian scholars looked at each other.
When they received the message, they were skeptical, but even if they believed it, they all thought that Yanzhou City was in ruins at this time, but they did not expect that order had initially been restored.
"Walk!"
Qi Wensheng reacted the fastest. Even though he was still frightened, he knew what he should do at this time.
Shortly after he reported his experience and passed it on to others, he saw his junior uncle again, but it was outside the inner office, among a crowded crowd.
In the solemn and transparent lobby, Yang Yu was sitting at attention, with two rows of government officials lined up below.
“Is this a case under investigation?!
Qi Wensheng was stunned, and the other Confucian scholars also looked strange.
But as each prisoner was arraigned, sentenced or released, the expressions of everyone changed. This young uncle, who in their eyes was just a martial artist, was actually judging the case in a serious manner.
And it is not an unorganized and random judgment...
only……
Looking at the little uncle who had the gavel knocked down and punished everyone, Qi Wensheng was at a loss: