The devil is coming

Chapter 46
The room with the window open, because there was no light, still looked dark under the little moonlight.
Blind Bei is sitting at the table. There are a lot of documents on the table, useful and useless. He needs to organize and classify them.
Suddenly,
His body trembled slightly,
There was a solemn look on his face.
A strong murderous intention suddenly appeared from the back house. Although it was well controlled, it was still sensed by the blind man Bei who had the ability to detect spiritual power.
However, in the blink of an eye, the murderous intention was quickly annihilated and disappeared completely.
Immediately, Blind Bei identified who the owner of the murderous intention was.
But he didn't know whether this murderous intention was captured by him or was deliberately... leaked to him.
I don’t know either.
This murderous intention,
After all, it is for myself,
Or to his... old father.
...
...
early morning,
The first ray of corrupt sunlight shines into the house,
Subsequently,
It is to dress in a corrupt manner, to wash in a corrupt manner, to eat in a corrupt manner,
Even if you have already walked out of the room and entered the yard,
Zheng Fan could still smell the lingering aura of corruption on his body.
Today's teaching is about to begin. When I think of Liang Cheng's nails yesterday, I suddenly feel bad.
"Ah!"
Zheng Fan sneezed and his eyes felt a little numb.
I sniffed and felt that there was a burning smell in the air. Looking up, I could still see ashes swirling in the sky.
Are you burning straw?
Not to mention that the season is not right now, even if they are to be burned, it is impossible to pile them up in the city and burn them, right?
By chance, Zheng Fan saw Fangcao walking past with a piece of cloth in her hand. When she stopped to salute him, Zheng Fan asked:
"What's burning outside?"
Fangcao was stunned for a moment, then woke up and replied:
"Master, there are many families outside burning paper money."
"The Tomb-Sweeping Festival isn't happening at this time either. Could it be that it's a specific festival here?"
In this world, at least in the east, the cultural customs are no different from the world Zheng Fan lived in before, but it wouldn't be too strange if there was an extra festival similar to Qingming Festival in a year.
"No, Master, it's the civilian men who went out to transport the baggage during the last expedition and returned."
Zheng Fan opened his mouth, and the scene of the barbarian cavalry rushing into the supply camp that night reappeared in his mind. It all seemed like it happened yesterday, but in fact, it had been quite a while since the night attack ended. .
"You're back...how many are you back?"
"It seems that there are only 300 people, so starting from this morning, many families in the city have started to hold funerals."
"Oh, um, okay, you go and do your work."
"Yes, Master, I have something to give you."
Fangcao smiled at Zheng Fan, hugged her things and left.
Zheng Fan breathed a long sigh of relief. Last time, the Zhenbei Hou Mansion recruited two to three thousand civilians from Hutou City, but only one-tenth of them came back;
You can imagine how many families in Hutou City are attending funerals at this time.
Moreover, the mainstay of the family has not returned. Even in modern times, if the main breadwinner of a family is gone, it will be very difficult for the remaining woman to support a family, let alone today. This environment is equivalent to the collapse of this family.
"Lord?"
Siniang's voice came from behind Zheng Fan.
"Huh... I was shocked."
"The servant is being abrupt, but the servant has just called the master several times. The master was thinking about it in his heart and didn't hear it."
"Well, I was really thinking about something just now."
"My lord, are you attracted to Fangcao?" Siniang asked suddenly.
"Um... what?"
Zheng Fan's brain circuit couldn't keep up with Siniang's speed.
"Yes, Master, didn't you just freeze when you saw Fangcao? Master, if you want it, Si Niang will arrange it for you tonight, so that she can wait for Master in bed with nothing to do."
"Isn't she from A Ming? I heard that she has a very good relationship with A Ming."
"It's quite good. It's the revenge for killing my father."
"Forehead…………"
"Besides, A Ming won't care about these things. He is not interested in women. As long as you want it, Lord, Fangcao himself will definitely be willing.
The slave family is very accurate in judging people. She is a master who wants to climb up. If you give her a chance, she might become the next Wu Mei Niang or Zhen Huan.
In her heart, she may indeed be interested in A Ming, but A Ming has no feelings at all. It is estimated that in the future, she will succeed in sleeping with you, and after becoming a mistress, she will love and hate A Ming.
At night, I will try my best to please you, my lord. During the day, I will behave dignifiedly in front of A Ming and watch A Ming perform the mistress ceremony on me.
Then Xue San and the others started gossiping around them, which happened to reach your ears, the Lord. As a result, the Lord had a problem with A Ming and specially sent A Ming to carry out dangerous tasks;
Fangcao will be aggrieved, in pain, complain in front of you, and become thinner day by day;
But you are still determined to ignore her, and even secretly order the blind man to go north to execute Fangcao.
Then, on the day Blind Bei took action, he used his mental power as a B-ultrasound and found that Fangcao had something in her belly..."
"..." Zheng Fan.
As if she felt that she had said too much, Si Niang immediately waved her hand, slapped her mouth gently a few times, leaned forward and said:
"The servant's mouth is broken, my lord, don't blame me. Isn't this how the scenes in harem dramas come about? Just thinking about it makes the slave excited, oh hehe..."
Zheng Fan couldn't help but rolled his eyes at Si Niang.
Road:
"You are overthinking. I just learned that many families outside are holding funerals."
"Oh, this is what happened, my lord, you and Liang Cheng returned to the city late at night, and they came back directly after having performed meritorious services and were given official positions.
It seems that the remaining civilians are waiting for the Zhenbei Army to destroy the Shatuo tribe and then be responsible for escorting the loot. They will not be able to return until everything is over. In addition, Lord, you are all riding horses, so He came back just a few days earlier than them.
Moreover, the news was actually controlled above Hutou City. Although there were some rumors saying that many civilians died this time, as long as there was no definite news, everyone still held some luck and hope in their hearts.
No, the rest, those who survived, have come back, and those who have not come back..."
"That's right." Zheng Fan nodded thoughtfully.
"I guess after a while, Hutou City will open up household registration to accept people again."
"Open household registration?"
Zheng Fan remembered that he and his group of people had household registration books in Hutou City, and they all belonged to the "Old Zheng family".
"Yes, my lord, because of the system of the Yan State, the local population and land, especially in border counties like Beifeng County, the population and land directly controlled by the monarch are not much controlled by those clans.
This time, too many civilians died. Hutou City should do what it did to us last time and attract another group of refugees to register. Otherwise, the tax revenue from future labor will not be guaranteed. "
Perhaps, people of later generations have become accustomed to the state of state power controlling and intervening in everything, but in this world, especially in the system of Yan State where the monarch is more like the leader of the clan, they have to face the situation of sharing the country with the clan. Awkward situation.
This is the key to why the Yan State is still unable to launch a war for hegemony from north to south even though it clearly controls the Great Yan Iron Cavalry, which is feared by the other three major countries, and it also has a good external environment where the desert barbarians are scattered.
The foundation and existence of these great clans are even older than the royal family of the Yan Kingdom. Moreover, if the Yan Kingdom really ceases to exist one day, they may still be strong.
In the ancient world that Zheng Fan was familiar with, during the Five Husties period, the Jin Dynasty had already moved eastward in despair. The Hu people would sing and I would go on stage and wreak havoc on the Central Plains. However, under the rule of the Hu people, there still existed Many powerful people still live their lives behind closed doors. It doesn't matter to them if the court wants to attack the barbarians. It doesn't matter to them if the court is beaten away by the barbarians. On the contrary, those barbarians want to rule a good place, so they still have to live their lives. With the help of these powerful people, life can still be smooth.
For Hutou City, there is a good thing here, that is, the land in Beifeng County is not fertile, and there is not much good farmland, so the demand for population from local lords is not as great as that in the mainland. At the same time, Hutou City has business reasons. Industry and commerce are developed, so many refugees gather here every year to make a living.
After one group of people were gone, another group of people were added in. The pattern of cutting leeks has not changed, but the eating method is a bit too straightforward.
"Lord."
At this time, Liang Cheng walked in from the front door.
"What's wrong?" Zheng Fan asked.
"A guard just came to pass the news, asking the Lord to gather at the Yamen before noon. He said it was an order from the county magistrate."
"Is something wrong?" Zheng Fan frowned slightly.
Originally, the fat recruiter gave him ten days of leave, but now there are still a few days left.
But the plan could not keep up with the change. Zheng Fan could only change into more serious clothes, find some identity documents and prepare them. Then, accompanied by Liang Cheng, the two rode horses to the gate of the county government office.
Naturally, Liang Cheng couldn't get in. Zheng Fan took out his identity document and showed it to the two guards before being ushered into the Yamen hall.
After entering, Zheng Fan realized that he seemed to be one of the late arrivals because the hall was already full of people.
Some were wearing armor, some were wearing casual clothes like Zheng Fan, and some were potbellied and looked like rich men.
But these people present all have the official status of a school lieutenant.
Some are real differences, and some are false titles.
Most of them are still the heads of families in Wubao near Hutou City.
In short, Zheng Fan didn't know any of these fellow captains. The only one he knew enough to call out by name died outside the city two days ago.
Oh, by the way, for the funeral of Wang Li's family, Blind Bei even sent a memorial tribute in Zheng Fan's name.
The messenger has come,
After the messenger came in,
Everyone just found out,
Oh, the old county magistrate is here too.
Because the magistrate was too fat, he walked in front, completely covering the old county magistrate.
Zheng Fan couldn't help but think, if suddenly there was another massacre at this time, he would have to hide behind the messenger. Such a large human shield would not be used in vain.
The Master of Recruitment naturally didn't know what Zheng Fan was thinking in his heart. After seeing Zheng Fan standing at the outermost edge, he smiled at Zheng Fan, and then stepped into the hall.
The two adults sat down at the head, and the captains below all stood without chairs.
After the Master sat down, he began to look at his eyes, nose, and heart, just like an old monk who had entered concentration and was transcendent.
The old county magistrate coughed a few times before showing a smile on his face.
Road:
"I've called everyone here this time because I have something good to tell you."
"Sir, has the imperial court granted you a reward?"
"But has the royal court's food and salary arrived this year?"
"Sir, my Wubao didn't get much money in food last year. It's hard to survive these days. You must not leave me behind this time. Otherwise, I won't know how to explain to the people below me when I get back."
"Yes, sir, you must not miss me this year. The soldiers under my command can hardly even get enough to eat."
"Don't panic, don't panic, don't be hasty."
The old county magistrate pressed his hands down and continued kindly:
"Everyone has a share in this good thing. We all have a share."
"Sir, what is going on?"
"It's like this. Wasn't this a war a while ago? We in Hutou City were ordered by the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion to recruit thousands of civilians to help transport supplies. However, the military situation was dangerous and many good men were missing on the battlefield. , Alas, as soon as I thought of this, my heart became filled with panic."
This is a politically correct topic,
Everyone present, including the high-ranking official who was wandering in a daze, also wiped the goo from the corners of his eyes and cooperated with the county magistrate to finish the painful drama.
"Without the man in the family, some families cannot survive. Our charity in Hutou City received nearly 300 dolls today, ranging from infants to seven or eight years old.
These are all orphans. Some of them have no one at home. Some of them have their mothers remarrying or their families can no longer afford to support them. Their husbands have left, so they send their babies here.
It is expected that more dolls will be delivered tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.
Therefore, this is why we have gathered everyone here.
We Yan people have always believed that having more children means more blessings. I, this time, I will treat it as a gift to Guanyin.
You say,
Is this really a great thing?
I have given you a baby, so that you can be a happy father. "
"..." Everyone in the audience.
(End of this chapter)