Half fairy

Chapter 148
what?And someone with that name?
The guard was a little confused, thinking that he had heard wrongly, and thought that the other party was scolding him.

I don't know where this anonymous person is going, watching him off...

Yu Qing didn't know what kind of mood she left with. Anyway, she had no nostalgia, and didn't even want to turn her head back, and didn't even want to take a look.

I didn't go far, and when I walked into the turbid water again, I passed by a group of staggering victims who seemed to be exhausted.

Outside the city gate, a group of people came, and he left alone.

None of these new disaster victims cared about him, not at all.

He didn't make any stop for these victims, and he had no ability to help.

Before, he had the idea of ​​going to the city to make a big fuss for the victims of the disaster, but he had to do something hard with the court once when he left Beijing, and the scene of being rounded up was still fresh in his memory, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

He also knew he couldn't help.

The real disaster relief involves a wide range of areas. The financial, material and human resources required for the treatment during the disaster, the basic survival expenses, how to survive after the disaster, the reconstruction of roads, farmland and houses, and the control of the epidemic are huge. The hundreds of thousands of taels of silver he invested can be filled.

His money is just to keep those victims from starving to death temporarily, and to have a place to stay for the time being.

And Zhaozhou was affected by more than one Shangwan Mansion, and far more than the [-] victims.

After missing out with a group of disaster victims, he fumbled around with his hands, digging around inside his clothes, hoping to find a bank note that he had forgotten.

It's not considered that he has nothing, but there is also the bottle of Yaolu, some pills for walking in the rivers and lakes, and some personal belongings.

Besides, he was so sure he had emptied himself that he didn't have a penny left for himself.

He didn't know what medicine he was taking wrongly.

Snapped!Suddenly, he slapped himself hard.

He didn't understand, he was here to be a human trafficker to make money, so why did he lose everything?
160,000 taels of silver, just given away for nothing like this?
Snapped!He slapped himself hard with his left hand.

Thinking that the more than [-] taels of silver borrowed from Su Yingtao's four people in the capital was taken in, it was useless to be a villain.

Snapped!He slapped himself hard with his right hand.

Thinking of taking risks to make some money on the way to Beijing, thinking of the situation where I almost lost my life.

Snapped!He slapped himself again.

Thinking of beating the three senior brothers by myself, thinking of taking hundreds of taels of silver from the three senior brothers.

Snapped!He slapped himself again.

In the end, it wasn't just my face that hurt, but also my chest. My heart ached!

With one hand covering his chest, he walked away in panic, sighing and sighing non-stop, wanting to die.

When he couldn't think about it, he suddenly jumped forward and plunged into the muddy water with a bang.

Water splashes everywhere.

However, the water was too shallow, so I couldn't drown myself. I even drank a mouthful of dirty water. It didn't taste good. I got up and vomited, and continued to move forward dripping...

Panting, Zhan Muchun had already reached the gate of the city, but he still had to stop and support the wall to slow down, his physical strength was indeed average.

After he recovered his breath, he trotted out of the city again. The city gate guards also knew him, Zhuangyuan Lang, and let him go out.

The sky has turned white, and it is almost dawn.

Zhan Muchun, who was out of the city, did not see Yu Qing, but only saw the retracted suspension bridge and a group of refugees kneeling and begging outside the moat.

"Hey, Zhuangyuan Lang is here so early."

The guard stayed up all night and was yawning. As soon as he turned around, he greeted Zhan Muchun cheerfully when he saw him.

The two are also familiar. Recently, Zhan Muchun often used a basket to hang in and out of the city.

Panting heavily, Zhan Muchun pointed to the crying victims outside, "Isn't someone giving money to help the victims enter the city?"

The guard sighed: "Oh, these disaster victims just arrived. The more than [-] victims outside the city have already entered the city, and more than [-] lives have been saved. That scene...you have seen tens of thousands of people kneeling The scene of not saying a word? It is truly unforgettable for a lifetime!"

Zhan Muchunli asked: "Where are the people who do good? Have they entered the city yet?"

"Didn't enter the city." The guard looked into the dim distance, with infinite emotion on his face, "After saving the person, he left. In order to save the person, he scattered all the hundreds of thousands of taels of silver on his body. I got the money to enter the city, and then I left.”

Zhan Muchun was impulsive in an instant, grabbed his armor by the collar, and said angrily: "He saved more than [-] refugees, but you didn't let him enter the city because he had no money? Commander Cai, can your conscience be at ease?"

The guard is higher than him, so he didn't blame him, he patted his hand, "Zhuangyuan Lang misunderstood me, I have no conscience and can't be hard-hearted. He has no money, but I said to protect him into the city, But he was stubborn, he could tell right from wrong, he said he didn’t want to break the rules and embarrass me, so he just turned around and left. This is a hero, Cai is convinced!”

"How long have you been walking?"

"Just left for a while."

Zhan Muchun let go, and looked outside the moat again, "Which direction did the person go? Put down the bridge, I'm going to find him."

"Don't!" The guard hurriedly pulled him back, "Zhuangyuanlang, this is not a joke. If there are so many disaster victims, swarming and rushing in, do you think I should kill or not? Besides, he is a martial artist. , with a whole body of cultivation, you can't catch up with him when you go out with your hands and feet."

Zhan Muchun asked again: "What's his name?"

idiot?The guard murmured in his heart, rolled his eyes, scratched his neck, shook his head and said, "If you don't want to leave your real name, you will run away. If you do something good, you can't leave your name, and you can't accept it!"

Zhan Muchun immediately asked, "Is it a ponytail, a mustache, and a sword hanging from his waist?"

Snapped!The guard clapped his hands suddenly, "Hey! That's right, from the outfit you mentioned, it seems that you know each other, tell me quickly, who is this person?"

When Zhan Muchun heard that it really was brother Shi Heng's feat, he was so excited that he didn't have the heart to talk to him, so he turned and ran.

"Hey, hey, Zhuangyuan Lang, I..." The guard repeatedly stretched out his hand to greet him, but failed to call him back. He wondered, "What's the matter? It seems that I really know each other, acquaintance? Who is it? The number one scholar is so excited."

Zhan Muchun didn't go to other places. After entering the city, he ran directly up to the city tower, climbed up to look far away, and wanted to see if he could still see brother Shi Heng.

I can't see it, the sky is getting brighter and brighter, but looking around, it is still a hazy yellow flooded area, and there are faint hills, but I can't see the lonely figure who left, it may be Because that person's weight in the world is too small.

Thinking of what brother Shi Heng had done to save all the people without leaving his name, he couldn't calm down for a long time.

He regretted it very much, hated himself for avoiding it, even if it was to help beat him up!
In the city, a group of scholars also came to the city one after another, chatting with the guards and inquiring about it. After confirming that Zhan Muchun was on the tower, a group of people naturally inquired about the outcome of the disaster relief last night.

After roughly understanding the situation, and hearing that Zhan Muchun might know the person who did good deeds without leaving his name, a group of scholars hurried to the tower again.

When he found Zhan Muchun, he saw Zhuangyuan Lang standing in front of the wall, facing the morning wind and reflecting the white light of the sky, staring into the distance for a long time without moving.

A group of scholars quickly gathered around him, and someone tried to ask, "My lord, do you know that great virtuous man? Who is he?"

"Who is it?" Zhan Muchun murmured, looked back at them slowly, then looked back into the distance, smiled wryly, and uttered three words with difficulty, "A Shiheng!"

"Ashiheng?"

"what?"

"Is that Ash Heng who got perfect marks in four subjects?"

"Is it that Ash Heng who recently resigned from office and made a fuss in the capital?"

A group of scholars were already chattering into a mess, either in surprise, or in disbelief, or excited.

For scholars, perfect scores in the four subjects of the examination are really like gods. In terms of real materials, they are better than the palace examination. Who is here?

What Zhan Muchun could say was to confirm with a slight nod.

"Ah, it's really him, no, why did he come to Shangwan City for disaster relief?"

"There is nothing to doubt. Lord Zhan and Ashheng are top-ranked Scholars in the same discipline, and they are very familiar with each other. Since Lord Zhan said yes, they must be right."

"I... well, Ashheng came to Shangwan City, and I missed the chance to make friends." Someone grabbed his clothes on his chest, looking regretful.

He is not the only one who regrets, a group of scholars sighed and regretted endlessly.

Zhan Muchun also felt annoyed and regretted in his heart, even hated himself for being useless.

After Ashheng resigned from office, he was still able to save the people from the fire and water, but he did nothing in his position. He couldn't help but think of the Fu Lun that Ashheng would try to write, and he couldn't help muttering: "The place where the people gather is If the people mourn the country, the country will decline, and those who protect the people are the real scholars of the country! The country where the people gather is the country..."

He said to himself softly over and over again, his eyes stared blankly, and he tried to read the prose at the top of the list again and again, and it seemed that he had really tasted its true meaning.

People's articles are not only written, but also done.

I think of the picture of the person who resigned from office, but appeared in the disaster area carrying big bags and small bags in the mud to lead the victims forward to survive.

Thinking of that person who stayed up all night yesterday and spent all his money to save the lives of tens of thousands of disaster victims, but he was in a situation where he couldn't even enter the city without a penny.

The number one scholar who muttered in his mouth could not help but burst into tears.

"The land where the people gather is the country, the people mourn and the country declines, and those who protect the people are true national scholars..."

It was not only Zhan Muchun who was touched, but also these scholars.

How many scholars in this place not too far from the capital haven't read the article written by Huiyuan with full marks in four subjects?They all followed suit.

"The land where the people gather is the country, the people mourn and the country declines, and those who protect the people are true national scholars..."

The miscellaneous reading sounds became more and more orderly, echoing on the city wall over and over again, becoming more and more solemn.

The passers-by in the city and the guards above and below the city wall all looked back one after another, surprised and a little inexplicably shocked.

The guards were extinguishing the torches and bonfires, and bursts of black smoke smoked those people, but they couldn't stop them from chanting passionately over and over again.

An inexplicable force seems to be able to break the dawn, seem to be able to tear apart the darkness, and the first bright morning light blooms in the sky...

　Thanks to "∵Dream∴Struggle" [-] Coin Piaohong for joining us and supporting us!
　　
　
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