v2 Chapter 38： Goodbye less (third more)

Li Zheng nodded. Since the middle of Tang Dynasty, the problems of the exiles have not been really solved, only the severity of the problems. If the issue of land merger is not solved in one day, the exiles will not be cut off. In the five states of Pinglu, just by looking at the practice of Wujia and Huabuzhushan in Qizhou, you can know how hard the people's lives are, and it is not surprising to encounter exiles along the way.

Thinking of this, Li Yan glanced at Cui Keli. This Confucian scholar was indeed born with a heart in his heart. He would not know how much burden the Cui family brought to the Cui family in Qingzhou, but they still did so. And knowing that this trip is dangerous, even let his guard take someone back, it is even more visible in his mind.

It didn't take long for the crowd to move. The speed of the front carriage suddenly slowed down. It seemed like someone was blocking the way. It was a bit noisy. Li Ye called Yang Feng to inquire, and the other side was distressed and said, "Hey, a group of homeless people Refugees heard that they were starving to death and were crying in front of them. The big heads couldn't bear it and let the guys in the chariot and horses share half of their dry food. "

Li Yan, Cui Keli and others looked at each other, dismounted from the horse and the carriage, and followed Yang Feng to see what happened.

On the side of the road in front of the chariot, there are a group of refugees in shabby, yellow-faced skin, men, women, and children. Some people are already dying. They can't move when they sit on the ground. The chariot's folks distribute food to them and immediately attract everyone. Come robbing, the master is trying to maintain order.

There were also a few women and children around the tree, and there was a cry in the middle.

Li Yan and others stepped forward, and saw a dirty child sitting under the tree, hugging a woman who was suffocating, and was crying with heartbreak. The child was seven or eight years old, with a messy head With yellow hair and crying till now, there was no tears in his eyes, the woman in his arms had become skinny, the cheekbones were protruding, and the eye sockets were sunken. It looked a bit scary and bare. The arm, withered like a dry branch, has prominent meridians and no half flesh.

Beside the boy, there was a rotten pear.

A pale-haired old woman choked and said, "It's not easy for this woman. The day before yesterday, her mother sneaked into the ground and picked him a half-rotten pear. When she returned, she was covered with scars and her knees were still bleeding. I don't know how many times I fell on the road, how far I was chased and beaten, I couldn't stand even, and I didn't have half a scar on my face ... "

The old woman wiped her tears and said, "This child is a filial child. He is reluctant to eat that half-rotten pear, and wants to feed her mother, but his mother refuses, and he also teaches him a lesson ... He held the pear in his arms all the time. When he came here today, his mother finally couldn't hold it down. The child took out the pear and wanted to feed his mother to continue his life, but who ever thought that the pear was already It ’s completely rotten, and it ’s impossible to eat. "

The old woman was so weeping that she sat on the ground, still unable to bear her sadness: "Creating evil, in the end, no one of the two women had eaten this pear. His mother had tortured for this ... ... make evil! "

Li Yan and others looked at this scene, their faces were not good-looking, Su'e eyebrow turned quietly and wiped a tear.

A swollen body suddenly knelt beside the woman. In the strange appearance of everyone, he reached out and caught the pulse of the other party, which was Wei Xiaozhuang. He gazed in a half-sound, suddenly gritted his teeth, and sent a subtle aura into the woman's meridian. From time to time, a flush appeared on the woman's face, and she coughed twice.

"Well, I'm angry!"

"Live? Shouldn't it be alive?"

"Mr. Tao, can this be saved?"

The crowd was full of surprises. The boy snorted for a while and suddenly knelt down in front of Wei Xiaozhuang. He kept scratching his head, and his forehead was soon broken. Long rescue my mother ... "

Su Emei quickly lifted the boy up, turned her head and asked Wei Xiaozhuang with concern: "Can you save?"

Wei Xiaozhuang's face paled, his teeth grinned, "I'm not sure, but you can try it!"

The refugees were instantly rejoicing and kept on asking Xiaozhuang to save people, but everyone looked at Wei Xiaozhuang with a lot of awe and didn't dare to come forward. The conspicuous robes were inviolable majesty .

Crickly quickly said, "Hurry her up in the carriage. Who can make porridge? The carriage?"

Wei Xiaozhuang picked up the woman. As soon as she got out of the crowd, she saw that the carriage originally at the end of the convoy was parked at the side of the road. The tea kettle used to make tea was also held in Li ’s hand. After the corn, he said to Yang Feng and others: "Bring water."

In the eyes of a large group of refugees holding goblets and gorging, the carts and horses were suddenly busy.

Wei Xiaozhuang hugged the woman into the carriage, Li Li went to dispose of the corn, turned to fire with aura, and cooked the gruel on the spot. By the time he had done all this, the woman was still awake, but when Su Emei fed her porridge, she was able to swallow instinctively, and it seemed to have been saved.

The refugees who received the good news all shouted immortals and worshiped Li Zhewei Xiaozhuang and others, but Li Zhe's complexion was very gloomy.

In the end, Cui Keli left the group of refugees for a while. He had no guards and could lead them to Qingzhou. He could not bear to leave them on the side of the road and let them go to the road of death.

In this way, there are rations of chariots and horses, and money carried by people such as Cui Keli, they will never starve them. Cui Keli's idea is very simple, take them to Penglai, and then take them back to Qingzhou, think of a way Placement.

On the way, Cui Keli said to Li Yan with a heavy voice: "Qingzhou is better, after all, it is Jijie that governs the state, and there are more refugees in other states, especially recently, the peace in the Central Plains has spread, and many refugees have fled. Influx into Pinglu, and Pinglu's forces of all sizes, looking at the approaching times, are trying to expand their strength and hoard food, so more people have lost their land, and many people have been robbed by the green forest thieves. Correspondents are correspondingly more. "

He sighed: "If this continues, even if Wang Xianzhi and Huang Chao's chaos don't come, Pinglu will mess into a pot of porridge. Once they come, these exiles will rush to rely on chaos in order to eat a meal."

Li Yanhan chanted: "The Cui family's industry was originally managed by some people. The farmland under its name was also cultivated by tenants. Now Mr. Cui brought back so many refugees. How can the Cui family settle down? It can't be kept as a leisure person."

Cui Keli said, "The only way is to reclaim wasteland. However, reclaiming wasteland will not solve the fundamental problem. We need to start from a large scale and take the town's strength to solve the problem of displaced people. "

Li Yan silently.

In this way, the number of refugees behind the Trekker carriage is increasing, and the exiles encountered on the road have consciously or unconsciously joined in. Within a day, there were more than a hundred people.

This Confucian scholar, with such a long troop of refugees, was on his way to an unpredictable path.

...

Day and night, thunderstorm.

Refugees crowded under the roof of the corridor. After finishing feeding to the refugees, Li Min was standing up with a tray, and occasionally looked up, and saw a lightning slashed not far away. In a flash of light, Li Min saw the top of the locust tree outside the station. The petite and graceful figure stood on the leaves in the thunder of Mu Mu.

The dripping rain, all bouncing in the opposite direction outside her inch of Wednesday, outlined her sturdy figure, and those clear eyes saw Li Yan under the lightning of the rainy night, unable to speak The tranquility and deepness of the hair, the hairband and purple hair flying with the wind and rain, have the spirit like a ghost.

This is the third day and night when the royal family received the hero post.

Tsing Yi Yemen has already issued more than 20 hero posts.

Li Yan knew she would come.

Less life.

Li Yan handed the tray to Su Emei, "You stay behind."

In her strange eyes, Li Yan stood up and leapt straight towards the treetop!

People are in the air, Lu Gujian is already in his hands, and a dark blue horse pierces in the dark night sky!

Shao Singming's hands quickly stamped on his chest, his finger-like flames jumped up and down, pleasing beyond words, and several green leaf chains shot from the locust tree under her feet, lingering around each other like a snake. Meet the sword qi falling in the air.

Li Yi finished the split with one sword, followed by the second sword, and the third sword again!

Three blues, like three waves, push one wave after another.

The sword energy chopped the leaf chain, the aura wave swelled in a circular shape, and the broken leaves flying over the locust tree flew horizontally. Under the flash of lightning, it was hit by rain.

After three consecutive waves of waves, Li Zhi has reached the sky above the locust tree. Among the broken leaves flying in the sky, Lu Gujian penetrated the rain curtain and stabbed straight towards Shao Siming's life!

Jian Feng immediately met Shao Siming's life, Li Ye even saw the other pupil's clear eyes, but he didn't see the other person's confusion. The light in the corner of his eye glanced at the other side's flexible fingers. Change and seal.

A thin leaf chain with an arm suddenly flew out of Shao Siming's life, and immediately wrapped around Lu Zhijian, in the light and flint, the sword body was deviated from the orbit. Passing by.

The two passed by, and the flying purple hair hit Li Yan's face, tingling and itching. In the gap between his feet, Li Yan saw the exquisite earlobe of each other, and an amethyst earring dangled below. In the light of Jianqi, there was a flash of glaze.

When Li Xun turned back again, her younger life had swept straight back from the treetops, her clothes flying forward, her long hair covering half of her face, she lifted a seemingly weak arm, and at the moment when she could not detect, her fingertips Draw a yin and yang figure in front of you.

The locust tree burst into a flood of green leaves, countless leaves soared, and turned into sharp little swords, shooting out at Li Qi!

Li Yan waved Lu Gujian, splashing a fish-scale sword light, protecting the whole body from the wind.

Break through Ye Haijian's net, tiptoe a little at the top of the tree, and once again leap to Shao Si's life.

Young Master turned around and snatched away from the treetops. His open arms and sleeves danced flatly like an elusive lark.

Li Xie raised Lu Gujian obliquely, his eyes locked on the back of Shao Siming's life, stepping on the leaves and chasing after him, his figure opened a straight empty road in the rain curtain, and gradually walked away from the station.

The grandfather's life has not yet appeared, but Li Zhi is not afraid at all. As long as he doesn't do anything at the post, he can avoid hitting the pond fish. As for the ambush, now Li Zhi seems to be alone, but actually he is not alone.