Chapter 733 New City
Haze billowed in the clouds in the sky, and the sky and the earth were all gray. The bitter cold of the far north passed through the uninhabited snow desert, crossed the devastated three northern continents, and arrived at the inconspicuous junction at the northern edge of Gyeongsang Province. Threes and threes of plain white pieces fall into the world.
It's snowing again.
A middle-aged man with an unshaven beard raised his eyes and glanced at the **** of death. He slowly walked out of the forest and headed towards the plain ahead, dragging several mountain beasts behind him.
There, there is a not too big city standing there.
Huizhou,
A ruined county that was once famous throughout Great Yan - in the form of the place where the prime minister's third son was assassinated.
Of course, the many common people in the city who died during the assassination also aroused the anger of the court, but after the anger was over, it was just brushed aside.
It's ridiculous and sad that the people in the city are not as good as that noble man.
Recalling these past events that suddenly popped up in his mind, Luo Yuanqi wrapped himself in animal velvet and sighed softly unconsciously.
He was once a court official in the Ministry of War, not a big one. Because of the war in the Northern Territory, he took the blame for Shangguan and became an official. He did not stay in the capital to wait for the uprising. Instead, he was transferred to the Northern Territory willingly because of his courage and courage, hoping to become a martial arts disciple. Serve the country by killing the enemy.
But the real battlefield is different from the memorial in the capital after all. The passion accumulated since childhood immediately cooled down the moment he actually went to the battlefield.
Not to mention killing the enemy, he was frightened to pieces when he saw the scene of blood and flesh flying everywhere, and the mountains of corpses filling the sea.
He ran away and became a deserter.
This kind of behavior is not unique. Except for the few elite military towns in the North, there are a sea of deserters. They sneak away in the chaos of the charge. The battle formation is chaotic and the supervisory barracks cannot see it. Yes, if you gather a few dozen people and crawl into the mountains, they will directly become bandits.
Although Luo Yuanqi was afraid of the battle, he was able to transfer out of the capital to the north. After all, he still had some integrity and did not want to associate with the bandits. He brought a few soldiers who were similar to himself and gathered many soldiers along the way. Refugees who were displaced by blizzards, natural disasters and wars went all the way south. They used their salaries in Beijing to buy rice, flour and cloth. They came to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests on the border of Gyeonggi Province a few months ago.
The bitter cold from the Far North has receded a lot. At this time of year, there are already feet of snow on the ground. I think that in a few years this blizzard disaster will be over, but the military disaster seems to be more serious. .
In the past few months, their small village has successively received hundreds of refugees who went south. According to these poor people, the barbarians from the three northern continents have been killed, and the military disaster that caused them to flee south was actually due to an epidemic.
The disease spreads through mouth foam and blood. Those infected with the disease become crazy and mad, like a hysteria, unaware of their relatives, and thirsty for blood and murder.
The speakers were all frightened, but Luo Yuanqi didn't care much after hearing this. As a former official of the Ministry of War, he knew very well the combat power of those major military towns, not to mention the immortal sects scattered across the three continents. them.
Once the barbarian war is over, it will only be a matter of time before the three northern continents get back on track, so he is more concerned about how his village will survive the winter than the epidemic.
Most of the people in the village are undocumented criminals, and they dare not cultivate new farmland through slash-and-burn farming and take in so many new people. The rice and noodles bought on the way south have almost run out, and the hundreds of people in the village can only rely on hunting by the martial arts disciples in the village. Everyone is afraid that they will die this winter.
He discussed this matter with several men he was close to. They all came from Qiuba refugees, so he thought they would not have any useful suggestions, but the village man from the far north gave him the answer as a confidant.
"Eating people."
"Starting from the elderly over fifty, then girls, boys, and sick people."
". First, coax a group of old men out of the village and trap and kill them together. First, see if they can carry them through. You can also lie and tell others that they left the village voluntarily and that they were the deer they hunted."
".It's snowy and cold, so the meat must not spoil, and the animals outside can't chew it. But you have to mark it, otherwise it will be buried, and you won't be able to find it after you bury it."
At that time, Luo Yuanqi and several others looked at him like they were monsters, but the man said numbly:
".Don't look at me like that. I was just like you back then, but when winter came and I was so hungry that I couldn't help it, I would always do it."
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He forcibly suppressed what he said that day. Luo Yuanqi knew that this man was telling the truth. He had read the memorial about changing children in the north, so he was prepared, but he could not do it.
The snowstorm is almost over, and so is the war disaster.
According to his understanding of the Prime Minister in the court, the Civil Peace Law is estimated to have passed now, and disaster relief has begun. As long as they survive this winter, and they, the homeless refugees, follow the Civil Peace Law and settle down, everything will be fine by then, so We must not break this bottom line again.
Biting his dry and peeling lips, Luo Yuanqi dragged the frozen mountain beasts to a stop a hundred feet away from the new city.
Almost at the same time,
"Whoosh—"
A black feather arrow was shot from the top of the city and accurately inserted one foot in front of him as a warning.
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Seeing the trembling tail feathers, Luo Yuanqi was in a daze. He subconsciously tightened the hemp rope on his shoulders, and felt uncontrollable sadness in his heart.
Along the way south, he did not approach any Great Yan City except Zhou Mansion, and this was the reason why he had not come to this city to seek protection.
Under natural disasters, how can eggs be completed?
It’s not that the court didn’t issue disaster relief orders to the northern counties, and it’s not that these officials dared to disobey the court, it’s that his mother’s court only issued government orders and didn’t allocate money or food!
Except for the long-term disaster relief provided by the Zhou Prefecture, the counties and counties below are not having a good time. It is already the limit to be able to take care of the people in the city. When encountering refugees begging for food, the more kind-hearted officials will distribute some porridge and then order people to disperse the refugees. The more hard-hearted officials will kill them directly to prevent the hungry refugees from gathering and roaring in the city, and the displaced people are like wild dogs. They were also kicked back and forth by various counties.
But he walked more than a hundred miles here not to beg for food, he just wanted to exchange mountain animal medicinal materials for some coarse grains that can withstand hunger.
The sky and the earth are vast and the snow is falling heavily.
Luo Yuanqi's throat rolled up and down, and he lost his mind for a moment.
Going back?
Return to the village and spend the winter eating people like the peasant said?
If it can eat people, it will definitely last until next spring?
"Whoosh—"
Another arrow was shot from the top of the city, this time it was inserted directly at his feet. The trembling of the arrow made him subconsciously take a step back.
At this moment, Luo Yuanqi regretted a little.
I regret why I resigned from the official position in the capital, why I came to these **** up places, why I saw with my own eyes the suffering of common people in this world, but I always feel unable to return.
Taking a deep breath, the white mist on his lips dispersed with the wind.
He can't die here yet.
If he disappears here, the village will be in chaos, and if there is chaos, there will be nothing.
Taking one last look at the towering city wall, Luo Yuanqi was about to go back in a flash, but saw a basket placed on the wall.
Is this letting him enter the city?
After climbing the city wall, several soldiers immediately glanced over with vigilance. Luo Yuanqi was a court official who had seen the world. He took off the hemp rope tied with the mountain beast and the medicinal materials in the snakeskin bag, and directly stated his purpose:
"Fellow soldiers, the untouchables have hunted some mountain products and want to come to the city to exchange for some coarse grains to eat for the winter."
After all,
Although his expression remained unchanged, he inevitably became nervous in his heart.
These mountain medicinal materials are not valuable, but if these soldiers want to rob them, no one can hold them accountable if they kill them directly.
The leading soldier glanced at him up and down and didn't reply. He just said:
"Put your things down and come with me. I want you to do something."
"Yes, Master Bing."
Lowering his head, Luo Yuan Qipei replied with a smile, but there was some doubt in his heart.
It’s so hard to pronounce. What dialect is this?
Being a court official requires vision and knowledge.
As he walked around the city wall, he who had worked in the Ministry of War keenly discovered that something was wrong. The armored soldiers on the city wall seemed to be from the same race.
The skin is too white, as white as death.
At a glance, if these soldiers were not breathing hot breath like him, they might have suspected that they were in the underworld.
But why is this new city filled with people of the same race?
and,
Although there are many residential buildings in this new city, why does it look more and more like a military fortress?
But not far to the north, aren't there already two important towns, Qinlong Pass and Jingbeifu, guarding the north entrance to the capital?
Which court elder suggested repairing Huizhou before?
Thinking of this, Luo Yuanqi's pupils shrank suddenly, and a cold air rushed directly from the soles of his feet to his spine.
After the war ended, the war was far from over.
This new city is like a thief.
Bang!
"Squeaky-"
The door was pushed open, and the wind and snow drifted in outside.
A woman with shoulder-length clothes and cool clothes walked in through the snow and casually threw a booklet on the desk indoors.
The fire crackled indoors,
Behind the desk, an unsuitable man with short hair wearing armor was calmly browsing some documents without looking at anyone, and casually asked:
"how?"
Yikui shook her head and asked:
"It's somewhat inappropriate for you to take the initiative to let him enter the city, isn't it?"
Qin Yuan slowly raised his eyes, his dark eyes expressionless:
"Some time ago, the prince borrowed troops to leave the city. There was a lot of noise. There were no refugees gathering in the new city for a hundred miles. This person suddenly appeared here. It was very strange. If he ignored it, he might miss the prince's important event. His cultivation level is not high, so we should not let him enter the city and then Button it up.”
Yikui pulled out the chair, sat down, and said softly:
"That's right, he said he was a refugee."
Qin Yuan frowned slightly:
"Refugees can't see the difference between a military town and a civilian city."
Yikui's expression also became slightly solemn, and she didn't show off:
"So after being tortured, he changed his story again. He said that he was a former imperial court official and volunteered to go to the north to participate in the war. He also became a deserter out of fear, so he has some experience."
Speaking of which,
Yikui glanced at the armor on the opponent's body and joked:
"General Qin, how should we deal with this person?"
Qin Yuan lowered his eyes and looked at the military watch, and said casually:
"Kill."
Yikui was already prepared for this, and stood up before her **** got hot from sitting on it.
The construction of this new city has always been carried out in secret. In ordinary times, such a large-scale construction project cannot be concealed. However, now that the three northern continents are raging with war and rebuilding ruins everywhere, their new city will naturally no longer be inconspicuous.
Now that it is seen that it is a military town, it is naturally impossible to stay.
But after thinking about it, Yikui added:
"Oh, by the way, the man said that he knew he would die and begged us to go to the mountains to the west to save his village."
Qin Yuan's eyes paused, and he stopped and was about to leave Yi Kui:
"Keep it for now and send someone to the west to take a look."
Yikui looked back in confusion and asked strangely:
"Why?"
"See for yourself."
Qin Yuan threw the document in his hand to Yi Kui, and while he was reading it, he said calmly:
"The time is coming. The Prime Minister went out hunting in the north with the emperor last night. The young master has just gone to the court. There may be great changes in the capital of Dayan soon. We may receive orders at any time to break camp and go north to seize the pass to prevent the Northern Feng army. Go south. There is no room for error in anything at this time. Go check out the place mentioned by this person first. Well, go there yourself. "
Yikui listened without complaining and waited for more detailed arrangements.
Qin Yuan thought for a moment and then continued:
"If what this person says is true, he is just a refugee, so I will send him some food. If it is not true, if there are any clues about the details, I will kill them all, and then call the Black Scale Guards to torture that person."
Yikui blinked her beautiful eyes, frowned, and objected:
"Hundreds of people have enough food to eat in one winter. Wouldn't it be easier to just kill all the refugees?"
The survivors of the underground palace are extremely xenophobic, and the Prime Minister's Office did not force them to accept ideological reform at this juncture. After the city was built, they only placed some black scale guards and technocrats to monitor the city. Everything in the city was basically controlled by the two of them. The priest has the final say.
Qin Yuan is in charge of military affairs, and Yi Kui is in charge of finance.
As a priest who came from the underground palace, although Yikui is promiscuous, she is by no means excessive.
In the past, I was really scared of poverty in the underground palace. I wanted to break every grain of food in half and eat it. Even though I am living a good life now, I have been living on a budget.
Now let her transfer money and food to outsiders?
What a joke!
The survivors of the underground palace have always believed in natural selection. In order to save supplies, they are ruthless to their own people, let alone other refugees. Now to prevent the news from leaking, Yikui thinks the best way is to directly massacre the village.
Qin Yuan should let the other party know what he was thinking. He pondered for a while and suddenly asked:
"Yikui, you should have seen the general of the Black Lin Army named Yuan Hao on the way south. What do you think will happen to him in the future?"
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Yikui was puzzled as to why the other party suddenly mentioned that madman.
Qin Yuan took a deep breath and said slowly:
"Yuanhao, like us, is the master's sword, but he is different from us. He himself doesn't care about how easy it is to break, nor does he care about his own life or death, but we need to care about the life and death of these 400,000 divine people.
"Yikui, our current situation is actually very difficult. Although Si Ming has become a close friend of the young master, the ministers in the prime minister's office are jealous of us and don't like us. If we don't want to end up like Yuan Hao, we have to learn to adapt. In this great heat, we must be cautious in everything we do.”
Yikui listened carefully, thought for a while, and then whispered reluctantly:
".Then it has to be calculated based on the minimum ration."
"Can."
Qin Yuan nodded in agreement.
He was also a priest of the underground palace, so he also searched.
(End of chapter)