MTL - Dressed As a Farm Boy, He Cheated on His Way Out of the Desert.-Chapter 1162 Living like a year
Chapter 1162: Days are like years
Some women are reluctant to part with her, and always cry and give instructions. When the time comes, it feels like they are parting from each other.
Li Laoer and Mr. Wen sat directly in the carriage. Liu Zhiheng could not come, so they parted with tea instead of wine.
Mr. Wen was very worried and whispered, "Yusheng, I'm going south this time, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back in a short time. You are the only one left in Xindu, and I really can't worry."
“It is estimated that the man in the palace will definitely interfere with the affairs in the north. The Marquis is afraid that it will be dangerous. You must remember not to confront anyone at the critical moment. The most important thing is to leave safely with the whole family.
“Besides, keep an eye on Fu Niu’er! This child seems to be well-behaved and sensible, but she actually has a lot of opinions in her heart. I’m afraid that she will go her own way, which will not only not help the situation, but will also get me involved!”
Li Laoer smiled bitterly and responded, "I also know this, but the situation is really complicated now. I have a headache and there is no perfect way. I can only take one step at a time."
“I hope the result won’t be too disappointing!
"Don't worry and go south. The situation is already like this. It won't have much impact whether you are in Xindu or not. If, if the worst happens, you and Jiaren will meet up in Quanzhou.
Be sure not to come back, Jiaren will be entrusted to you. "
Mr. Wen sighed and wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back.
The two drank tea and cupped their hands with each other, and everything became clear.
The carriage drove away, leaving Li Laoer standing on the roadside and did not go back for a long time...
No matter how reluctant you are to let go, separation will eventually come.
In the ten-mile long pavilion, the other censors also bid farewell to their families one after another and embarked on the road ahead.
Many refugees watched from a distance and were naturally curious, so they secretly asked the villagers of Suijintan.
No one is stupid, especially the refugees who are doing everything possible to survive, and they are even more aware of what is happening.
They knew that the people in Suijintan Village were all refugees and were friendly to them, so they spoke openly and asked questions openly.
“Brother, what are those high officials going to do? My family is crying so much, but it doesn’t look like they are being exiled!”
The villagers from Suijintan had just pulled back a cart of water and were about to take a breath to rest. When they heard this, they laughed and said, "It's not exile. These gentlemen who are traveling far away are censors! The emperor and the prince sent them to the south as errands." He is supervising the opening of panic warehouses in various states to release food and provide relief to the people affected by the disaster."
Open a warehouse to store grain?
The refugees were all excited when they heard this, and their expressions were half happy and half annoyed.
"Why didn't we open the granary to store grain before? As long as we have a stutter, we wouldn't have come here!"
“Yes, all the leaves on the trees on my mountain were eaten up. I was so hungry that I ran out to beg for a life. If this had happened earlier, I wouldn’t have had to abandon my house and fields!”
Some people started to cry, "My father is over sixty and he really can't walk. He kicked us out to escape. He is at home...I'm afraid he would have died of hunger long ago."
“My mother too, wuwu, she was afraid of causing trouble to us, so she hanged herself in the warehouse.”
The villagers of Suijintan had no choice but to console themselves, “It’s too far away, and there are big and small things going on here in Xindu. The emperor has no idea that the folks everywhere are having such a difficult time.
“Now that we know it, we quickly asked our uncle to come over and build a shed to cook porridge. Now that the panic warehouses are opened in various places, the remaining villagers can also be saved.
"This is the best result. Don't be sad, everyone. After this hurdle, things will get better in the future."
This statement made sense, and the refugees shed tears.
Some people are smart and don’t forget to flatter them.
"It's time to thank the emperor for the reward. After eating two full meals, I feel much stronger."
"Yes, we not only provide food, but also have doctors to treat illnesses. My Niuniu was very tired yesterday, but after drinking a bowl of medicinal soup, she is alive and kicking today." "I heard that when we return home, we will be given seeds and dry food."
“I’ve heard it too, the emperor is so kind!”
“It’s all the fault of the **** Maitreya Cult. Without them causing trouble, we would have been able to go home right away.”
"Just don't let me touch these bastards, or I'll beat them to death with a pole."
It has to be said that people’s hearts are changeable.
In a few words, the refugees turned from complaining to sharing the same hatred against the Maitreya religion!
The people in Broken Gold Beach and the young and old at the Relief Department wandered among the refugees intentionally or unintentionally, guiding public opinion from time to time.
Let the refugees be more grateful to the court and sing more praises to the emperor.
Although the Emperor may not be able to hear it, we cannot let the refugees eat relief food and still curse the Emperor...
In Kunning Palace, Jiayin was just counting the days on his fingers.
Logically speaking, when the queen of a country dies, seven days of weeping is not much.
But by this time, the situation was too strange and the changes were too rapid. These seven days seemed particularly long and difficult.
The Earl's Mansion, the old residence, and the Princess's Mansion are all managed by the nuns, while the village chief and Uncle Zhao support them.
Now Mr. Wen has also gone on errands, and only the second uncle is left in the court to persist.
She and her grandmother were trapped in the palace every day, unable to do anything but worry.
And...Mu Jue, he went to Jiangbei before and never came back.
I don’t know if I encountered danger or if I stayed in the military camp?
Is there anyone in the North who is secretly causing trouble for the Northern Expeditionary Army?
At this time, have the barbarians been driven out of the border...
Under the same sky, the differences between the north and the south are huge.
Jiayin spends every day in Xindu like a year, but the Northern Expeditionary Army is fighting against the clock!
Under the tall and majestic border city wall, Li Laosi hacked a barbarian to death, wiped the blood on his face, turned his head to look at every inch of the land that had been recaptured, and couldn't help shouting excitedly.
“Brothers, kill me! The barbarians will be driven out soon! The border is about to be recaptured!”
The Marquis was also covered in blood. The long knife in his hand slashed at the panicked barbarian soldiers from time to time. Occasionally he looked at the blue-black city wall, his eyes were burning.
This city wall, after more than ten years, is finally returning to the embrace of Tianwu!
Unifying the north and the south and regaining the rivers and mountains is finally no longer an empty talk!
“Kill all the barbarians, charge!” He took the lead and chased after the fleeing old Khan King and the fifth prince.
Li Laosi quickly followed and raised his hand to chop off a stray arrow for the Marquis!
The two of them held each other's arms, and the barbarian chasing him was crying and peeing!
The last two thousand barbarians, at this moment, only remember to escape, and no longer have the majesty and arrogance of occupying Jiangbei!
While the old King Khan and the fifth prince were running desperately, a figure suddenly jumped out of an inconspicuous tree nearby, and struck King Khan on the head with a knife.
The fifth prince happened to see him and grabbed the old Khan. The sharp sword took away only one arm.
The old Khan screamed, blood splattered, but he still did not fall off his horse.
Subsequently, hundreds of barbarian soldiers gathered around and tried their best to protect the old Khan and the fifth prince as they ran away.
The figure was angry and raised his hand to harvest the heads of several barbarian soldiers, but it was difficult to catch up.
Today’s update is here~~
(End of this chapter)
