Fleeing the wasteland and farming: don't panic, the family's metaphysics boss

Chapter 22

After some relief, Zhu Feng grabbed Zhao Qian, and the two took the lead towards the gate of the city.

At that time, the sky was gloomy and the wind was howling. Everyone was wearing very thin clothes. The clothes were blown non-stop by the wind, and the cold wind seeped in. It was so cold that people chattered their teeth.

Qingyu squinted her eyes slightly, the strong wind cut her face and ears like knives, and her eyes became uncontrollably wet due to the wind, her brows were slightly furrowed, a bad premonition permeated her heart.

Hongtao walked with her head down, feeling pain in her forehead and heart, and the sound of the wind whistling in her ears, she had to speak loudly: "This is obviously a place where wind gathers energy, why is there evil spirit? The energy is gone, this The city is about to become a fierce city."

When everyone heard this, they all stopped and looked at Hearts.Zhao Qian didn't understand these things, but he could also feel the obvious change. When he was still some distance away from the gate of the city, it wasn't as cold as this, but the closer he got, the stronger the wind was. He just thought it was because he was in the Because of the wind.

Hongtao hugged her arms, when a gust of cold wind blew, she couldn't help shivering, she quickly tightened her body, and stood in front of the taller Zhufeng, only then did she feel that the wind was a little bit weaker, and then said in a trembling voice:
"At the beginning of every town's establishment, it must go through feng shui exploration. Chengyang County City's air outlet is good, and the air veins are also good, but there is an evil spirit for no reason, which destroys the air field here, making the air here The scene became violent and chilling, this is a fierce look."

Zhao Qian couldn't help asking, "Then why is it good to speak?" If he can still settle down in the future, he can also choose a good place.

It is rare for Heart to show off in front of outsiders, so she is naturally willing to say a few more words, "The wind is neither fast nor slow, soft and comfortable, this is a good breath.

Too strong or too weak wind is not good.If it is too strong, it will disperse Qi, and if it is too weak, it will shortness of breath.This place is surrounded by mountains and rivers, so it's a good place to breathe, so what's the matter with the evil spirit that comes for no reason? "She looked in the direction of the city gate in confusion.

Qingyu looked at the pedestrians around, and then at the gloomy sky, and the ground like flying sand and rocks, restricted by the three realms of heaven, earth and human, this is the way of divination.

After a while, she said in a calm voice: "This place is a place of great ominousness and great auspiciousness. It is half ominous and half auspicious. Someone made this auspicious place look ominous."

Zhufeng and Wen Ya looked at each other, and then Wen Ya said aggressively: "Whether it is bad or good, just go in and see."

"Yes, let's go and have a look." Zhuifeng nodded in agreement, and finally came here, and he couldn't turn around again.

So a group of people continued to go to the gate of the city against the wind.

When he came to the gate of the city, Zhui Feng, who was leading the way, was about to stride in, but the soldiers who didn't want to defend the city flashed their weapons and stopped him, saying: "Stop, Lu Yin."

"Lu Yin?" Zhuifeng looked back at everyone. He didn't hear that this thing was needed, but Zhao Qian understood it, and hurried forward and said, "Master, we came here from famine, and there is no guide. Since ancient times, no refugee has needed it." Lu Yin can enter the city, please let the messenger let us in."

"Flight? Refugees?" The guard's eyes immediately became disgusted, and he pushed Zhufeng and Zhao Qian with weapons, "Go, go, refugees are not allowed to enter the city. Go to the left at the gate of the city, that area is kindly allocated to you by the county guard Site. Go over there."

A group of people looked at each other in blank dismay.Seeing that they still hadn't left, the guard urged them fiercely: "Go quickly, don't block the way for others to enter the city."

Qingyu and the others had to step aside, and then Zhufeng suggested: "Go and see?" Everyone had nothing to object, so they walked towards the left direction of the city gate.

Qing Yu took one last look at the towering city gate and shook her head helplessly, this was the source of evil spirit.

In the lobby of the Sheriff's Mansion, Pan Ming, a 16-year-old boy, looked anxious, and his pleading was filled with unbearable anger: "Father, there are tens of thousands of refugees outside the city. Seeing that winter is approaching, if we let them go, wouldn't we just give them to you?" They sentenced to death? Please also ask my lord father to open the city gate and welcome the refugees into the city."

Pan Chenggui, the sheriff who handles public affairs in the hall, has a dark face and is very impatient, "What do you know? You also know that there are thousands of refugees. Once they enter the city, what kind of disaster will it cause? Have you considered the safety of the people in the city?
Now that winter is coming, there is not enough livelihood in the city to provide refugees, so how will they survive?They will steal and abduct in order to survive, so where will the people in the city be placed?
Since the father is the governor of Chengyang County, he should consider everything for the people of Chengyang County.Although the refugees were pitiful, letting them in rashly would undoubtedly turn the city into a city of disaster. "

Pan Ming was at a loss for words, paused, and then said again: "Father can open a warehouse to release food and help these refugees. When the spring of next year, they will be able to find a living in the city."

Pan Chenggui put down his pen, his expression serious and earnest, "Then I'm asking you for my father, counting on the basis of a population of 1, the cold winter of March, three porridge and three steamed buns a day, how much grain will you need?"

Pan Ming had another meal. He thought about how much he would eat every day, and after thinking about it for a while, he said, "Nearly four thousand shi of grain."

"Wrong." Pan Chenggui said sternly, "It's nearly five thousand shi of grain. What you count is only rice, but porridge can do the job? How do they solve the problem of clothing? How do they solve the problem of living? Don't these cost money?

Do you know what five thousand stones of grain means?Now the vassal kingdoms are ambitious and want hegemony. The Great Xia may be overthrown at any time. The [-] shi of grain in the granary will be delivered to the battlefield by the end of the year. Do you want to give up the whole Great Xia for the sake of those refugees? "

Pan Ming lowered his head, tears welling in his eyes. After a long time, he said unwillingly, "Then we can't let those ordinary people freeze to death and starve to death. Even if it's a meal of porridge a day, it's better than nothing."

Pan Chenggui smiled, "You, you are still too naive, if it is really a meal of porridge every day, a mere [-] refugees would be nothing to worry about.

However, there were at least hundreds of thousands of refugees fleeing from all directions. Once the news of Chengyang County's porridge accepting refugees spread, there would be countless refugees pouring in. What would we do then? "

Pan Ming clenched his fists. He really didn't think about what his father said. He just wanted to save those poor people.

"There must be a way. I don't believe that God will really watch so many people die." Pan Ming said loudly:

"Also, father, if you do this, even if it is justified and grounded, God will still punish you. The master said that the aura of Chengyang County has changed. This winter, there is bound to be chaos." After saying this, he ran out.

Pan Chenggui looked at the back of his son going away, sighed deeply, and was rather impatient, "It's that magic stick again, find someone to send him away quickly, if he didn't instill those ideas in Minger, don't mention that Minger will How nice."

The chief clerk, Shi Shi, smiled slightly, "Young master is kind-hearted, and you don't want to see people suffer."

Pan Chenggui rubbed his aching head, and put the pen on the shelf irritably.

But he said that after Pan Ming left the lobby, he returned to his small courtyard, saw the master was practicing, and stepped forward with a sleepy expression:

"Master, my father does not agree to help the refugees. Master, you have great powers. You can think of a way. You can't really let those people starve to death and freeze to death."

The middle-aged man who was called master stopped practicing, shook his head and sighed: "Chengyang County, a catastrophe is coming."

Pan Ming was anxious, "But what the master said is that the mouth is broken? Is there a way to save it?"

The middle-aged man shook his head, "It can't be broken, it can't be broken, and if we don't help the victims, this disaster will be unavoidable. You should hurry up and find your own way of life. As a teacher, you have to go. This Chengyang County can't stay here."

Pan Ming was so anxious that he was about to cry, and grabbed the sleeve of the middle-aged man: "Master, you can't leave. If you leave, what will Chengyang County do?"

The middle-aged man rolled his eyes, "Just give me 50 taels of silver, and I will give you a way to avoid evil."

(End of this chapter)