Be the emperor from the postman

Chapter 2 Human Road

He Jinzhao must first ensure that he will not starve to death, nor become someone else's food.

He knew it was true that the station had been abolished.

But the postmen didn't believe it was true, and it was true.

The postmen felt that the emperor would not abolish the post.

But Chongzhen has always been outrageous in the matter of outrageous.

Chongzhen was not good at eating big families, but good at eating common people.

Continue to increase Liao's salary, and suffer more for my people.

In the late Ming Dynasty, the government was extremely bad.

Down below, the officials also wanted to use the name of the emperor to knock the bones and suck the marrow from the postmen and others at the bottom, and feed themselves with the flesh and blood of the already poor postmen.

The emperor said that the tax will be increased by 50 taels, and the following will increase the tax for you to 500 million taels.

The elders don't care if your ass can live or not.

Anyway, my uncle's life must be nourished.

Daming is over!

"Hey."

All He Jinzhao's words turned into a long sigh of unwillingness.

This is a bad world!

Ordinary people, even if they have a glimmer of hope, they have to go for that hope.

It's a pity that the hope they are looking forward to is just a false hope fabricated by dog ​​officials and gentlemen.

He Jinzhao's stomach was rumbling a little, he led the stage horse and walked out of the stable.

No matter what, you have to figure out a way to survive!

Traveling to the end of the Ming Dynasty, at least don't starve to death before you have the opportunity to do other things.

"I heard that thieves are coming to our place."

"You're talking nonsense." The old chief reprimanded him.

He Jinzhao's ears twitched.

Can't stay outside the city.

He had to go back to the county seat first to ensure his own safety, as it was too dangerous outside the city.

He Jinzhao decided to eat a full meal at his sister's house in Run County first, so that he could gain strength.

Then I took the weapon and armor from my brother-in-law and stood next to me. With confidence, I thought about a way out.

"Little Hezi."

The old chief stopped him, and finally swallowed the words: "Don't do something stupid."

Now Shaanxi is in chaos.

There have long been uprisings by people who could not survive, and the officers and soldiers could not suppress it.

The frontier soldiers in Yulin and other places five hundred miles away have been owed wages for several years.

The emperor of Ming Dynasty didn't give money, so how could the brothers work.

Guyuan mutinied last year, and then entered Shaanxi to mix with the rebels, strengthening the fighting power of the rebels!
"Ah."

He Jinzhao responded, walked out, and closed the door for them.

mayday.

Still very hot.

He Jinzhao picked up the bamboo hat on the side and put it on his head.

I went to the small kitchen to find something to eat before heading on my way, but unfortunately there was nothing, and the soles of my feet would slip when the rats came.

bang bang bang.

He Jinzhao drank a ladle of water to temporarily suppress his hunger.

Hurry up.

He Jinzhao made up his mind to go to the county town to find his sister's house to order some food, and then think about long-term issues after solving food and clothing.

The later the delay, the less energy I have.

Food is life!

In recent years, Shaanxi has experienced severe drought.

The warehouse is also empty, and the well is also empty.

The land is barren.

Rice prices have been rising.

Otherwise, the postmen would not easily plan to use the land as collateral to borrow usury from the landlord, at least to get over the immediate difficulties first.

Anyway, there is no output in the field, but it is annoying to be deserted.

It's not that they don't want to think about long-term things, but the problem of food and clothing is in front of them, so they don't have much energy to think about long-term things.

After all, if you only think about what will happen tomorrow, you will starve to death today.

The rich are extravagant and delicacies.

The poor eat tree bark, weeds and soil, and even exchange their children for food.

That's it.

Most people can't grab enough bark and weeds to eat, and have to starve to death on the streets.

They even threw their children into a large cesspit outside the county seat at night, just to save the family from having a mouth to eat.

How can ordinary people live well in the late Ming Dynasty?
It is impossible for the current group of insects to manage Daming well.

He Jinzhao knew that hungry people also eat each other, so it might be dangerous to ride alone.

He searched carefully for a while, and found a hammer at the post station to defend himself.

Only then did he lead the stage horse and walk directly on the post road to Ganquan County.

As for the private use of the bus, He Jinzhao didn't bother with it.

I was laid off by Emperor Chongzhen of Ming Dynasty, can I do without compensation?

Although He Jinzhao is only 19 years old this year, he is an old child laborer in Ganquanyi!

The severance pay is N+1 anyway.

Abducting a skinny horse from Chongzhen, He Jinzhao thought he was very generous.

After all, Emperor Chongzhen owed him several years of salary before, even if it was pitifully small every year, it was still wages!
If he didn't immediately take the hammer to the capital to ask him for his salary physically, he was considered kind-hearted.

He Jinzhao thought about it carefully, and now he has no roof to shelter from the wind and rain, no place to stand on to sleep peacefully, and owes Fan Juren usury, and his family is extremely poor.

Properly true proletariat!
Where is the way to live?

Is it possible that I have to raise my arms, follow Li Zicheng's path, lead an army of one million, and go to the capital to find Emperor Chongzhen and the gang of high-ranking Ming officials and insects to collectively ask for their salaries!
After all, everyone is delivering couriers, why can't I, He Jinzhao, have the thought: I can replace it?
Gollum.

Stomach growling.

He Jinzhao's train of thought was brutally interrupted.

Remind him to look at the present first, fill his stomach before thinking about it for a while.

"Zhuo."

He Jinzhao couldn't help cursing.

Born in the new era, when did you feel hungry?
Even if the food is not good, at least you can eat enough, and some people even skip meals in order to lose weight.

He Jinzhao glanced at the trees on both sides of the road, the bark had been stripped off.

As for the bones in the ditch, mung bean flies buzzed and flew around, but no one restrained them.

He Jinzhao was so hungry that he wanted to take a drink of water.

When he saw this rotten scene, he rode his horse and walked quickly, and pulled a cloth strip to cover his mouth and nose.

Not to say that habit becomes natural, but severe drought is prone to plague.

After driving to Ganquan County for a while, He Jinzhao's eyes widened.

There was a man beside the road who looked like a forensic doctor, scraping human flesh to death was like slaughtering pigs and dogs, and he didn't avoid people at all.

There were two thin and thin people beside them, and they said they wanted this piece of meat, which was delicious when cooked.

Seeing that He Jinzhao reined in and heard his stomach growling, the "forensic doctor" said skillfully:
"Six cents a catty of meat, you pick a piece, and I'll cut it for you."

He Jinzhao:? ? ?

What a live Hannibal!

He Jinzhao suppressed the discomfort and shook his head, "I don't choose."

The "forensic doctor" was not surprised, and thought that he was really hungry: "Okay, then I will cut a piece for you."

Hearing this, He Jinzhao ran away from this ghostly place.

"Hey, why are you running, don't you choose?"

The angry voice of the "forensic doctor" came from far behind.

This scene was really unacceptable to someone like He Jinzhao who grew up under the red flag.

Seeing it in a book and seeing it in reality are not the same thing at all.

It turns out that the simple six words in the history book are so ruthless.

In severe drought, people cannibalize each other!
This world is not normal.

He Jinzhao got off the horse, untied his rag belt, and urinated on the barkless elm tree. He drank too much water before going out, so he definitely didn't pee out of fear.

He tried his best to arch his stomach forward, for fear of urinating on his broken straw sandals.

If you don't have food in your stomach, even if you are young, you don't have the strength to pee against the wind.

An imaginary ratio.

He Jinzhao trembled and let out a long sigh of relief.

He walked to the side and rested against the bare tree trunk.

Mainly to give the thin stage horse a rest.

He Jinzhao took off his bamboo hat and fanned the wind.

"What is the tragedy of a thin horse in the ancient west wind and a hungry man in the world."

He Jinzhao complained feebly, Ganquan County is still ten miles away.

People can stick to riding a horse.

But the horse couldn't resist being ridden.

He Jinzhao felt even more depressed when he saw the post horse lying down to rest.

Horses sleep standing up.

Now it's tired and lying down, it can be seen that it doesn't even have food in its stomach, and it is not far from death.

He Jinzhao was even thinking about whether he should take two bites of raw horse meat, put his stomach on it first, and stimulate the skinny horse to let it walk a little longer.

At least go to the brother-in-law's house before dying, so that it can play its greatest value.

If not, I will be so hungry that my eyes will be dizzy.

The rest of the ten miles is easy to be knocked unconscious and boiled in a pot. When I become a real Tang monk, Monkey King has not come to save me.

It's too dangerous outside the city!
On the post road came a luxurious carriage and several rough guards.

A smell of fragrant meat pie came from the carriage, making the hungry He Jinzhao swallow crazily.

(End of this chapter)