The devil is coming

Chapter 619 Grandma
"Buzz!"
An arrow hit a deer.
"The Marquis has superb archery skills, and his subordinates admire him!"
Zheng Fan smiled, he felt that Gou Moli was flattering him, because Gou Moli's own skills were actually very average.
When sending Tian Wujing away a few days ago, Tian Wujing said: A sixth-grade martial artist is enough.
In fact, this is what it means. If you want to achieve success in one aspect, other aspects will inevitably be suppressed.
Gou Moli is an extremely standard example, and Juggernaut is another corresponding example.
"What a pity. What a wonderful place, it has now become a wilderness." Zheng Fan sighed with emotion.
When there are fewer people, animals come out.
"Don't worry, Lord Marquis. After two or three years of staying, this place will be densely populated. After all, this is really a good place. It's a good place and you don't have to worry about no one."
"It feels really weird that you're here to comfort me."
Gou Moli smiled shyly when he heard this.
Indeed, the culprit who made this area a "hunting" ground was the short guy with the scar on his face.
"Master Hou, let's take a rest?"
"Okay, take a rest."
Zheng Fan got off the Pixiu and sat on the ground. The bodyguard beside him gave him a water bag.
I drank two mouthfuls of water.
Zheng Fan said, "We went to Yupan City a while ago. How did it feel?"
Gou Moli went west to Yupan City. He now has a lot of freedom. However, before going there, he applied for it and waited for Zheng Fan, who was actually the blind man to approve it. After the word "accurate", Gou Moli really left the military camp and set off.
"When I go back to Lord Marquis, I want to see the damage."
"It's winter." Zheng Fan twisted his neck, and his joints made crackling sounds. "Isn't the disaster situation alleviated?"
Since the beginning of summer, there have been heavy rains in Jin. The Yan people's so-called construction of river embankments was actually to attack Chen Cang secretly, which also caused a section of the Wangjiang River basin to burst its embankments.
Therefore, what Tian Wujing said, that he didn't care about the world at all, was indeed correct.
The Yan State suffered from drought, while the Jin State suffered from constant floods, and the area where the disaster occurred was relatively rich and fertile land between the two countries.
"Returning to the Marquis, Marquis, have you noticed that this winter is colder than in previous years?"
"Hey, this really doesn't feel like much."
Zheng Fan is a martial arts practitioner, and he is a bit more angry. Moreover, he is busy fighting and has just taken a break. Last winter, he didn't have a taste of the product, let alone this winter.
Furthermore,
First, Beifeng County, then to Shengle City and then to Xuehaiguan.
Except for Cuiliu Castle in the middle, which is Yinlang County known as Yan State's Little Jiangnan, the climate is quite pleasant. In Zheng Fan's opinion, the other places are not considered warm places to raise people.
"Master Marquis, my subordinate is from the snowy plains. We savages live by nomadic fishing and hunting. The Xia people focus on farming and care about the weather. In fact, the savages in the snowy plains are more sensitive to this aspect."
To a certain extent, nomadism is much worse than farming in terms of ability to withstand natural disasters and stability.
"Go on."
"There will be major disasters after the big freeze. I believe that the weather in Jin next year will never be good. I estimate that disasters will continue."
Zheng Fan narrowed his eyes and said, "How sure are you?"
"It's hard to say. This is just my subordinate's own inference based on experience."
"So, next year will be a restless year again." Zheng Fan said with emotion.
He hopes that "the country will be peaceful and the people are safe", but if he really wants to completely deprive the people of their livelihood and make every piece of land white, what will happen if he gets it?
Shanggu County is a county, isn't it just lost there?
"My subordinates feel that this is an opportunity. As the disasters in Jin continue, Lord Marquis and our Pingxi Hou Mansion will continue to become more attractive to the victims of the disasters in Jin.
Because our land in eastern Shanxi has large rivers, it is difficult for disasters to affect us. When the harvest is hopeless again next year, people in Shanxi will most likely start to migrate here on their own initiative. "
Zheng Fan nodded.
Time, to put it bluntly, is still time.
With enough time, he can train enough cavalry to be pulled out, and he can also absorb enough people.
Although the Savage King is nominally the general of a town, he actually knows what to do. Now, he has military power, but he must not be too enthusiastic about it. Therefore, he can join forces with the blind man and find other areas where he can generate enthusiasm.
"One more thing, this is speculation from my subordinates."
"Isn't what you just said just a guess?"
"It's just because of this that it's even more incredible."
"Say."
"I calmed down and reviewed the battle against Chu. Combined with the natural disasters in Yan and Jin this year, I have a feeling..."
"What are you doing hesitantly?"
"Based on the arrangements and actions of the Regent of Da Chu in the war, I feel that he had foreseen this natural disaster. I heard from several gentlemen that there was something hidden in the Regent's body. Fire Phoenix Spirit."
"Prediction, natural disaster?"
"Yes, my subordinate, this idea is really ridiculous."
"No, it's not ridiculous, it's possible."
In the historical time and space that Zheng Fan is familiar with, there is the existence of the Little Ice Age, which is also considered to have affected the change of dynasties.
The large area in the north has been hit by disasters. This is no longer just a coincidence. Is there a certain climate pattern in this world?
If you are looking for rules,
Then you have to...
Zheng Fan suddenly thought of someone,
An old man who returned to Chu from the capital of Yan before the war against Chu began. That old man was also the former teacher of King Jingnan.
Meng Shou, who compiled the history of the Four Kingdoms.
Many mysteries suddenly became clear.
The uncle's command on the battlefield gave up the capital of Ying. As if he was sure that the Yan State could not continue the war, he began to borrow the Yan people's knives to scrape bones and cure poison.
"Oh, my uncle really believes in science."
"Master Hou, what is science?"
Zheng Fan looked at Gou Moli. After all, he was the Savage King, and he could think of this level.
"When you get back, tell the blind man what you just said."
"Yes, Lord Marquis, I understand."
Zheng Fan stood up and was about to move around for a while and go back to hunt more prey, but suddenly he heard the sound of Buddhist bells coming from the forest in the distance.
There are many kinds of bells. The reason why you can tell it is a Buddhist bell at first glance is because the smell of cleansing dust in the ring is too clear.
Not to mention Zheng Fan, the personal guards around him are all heroes who fought in the battle formation, otherwise they would not have been selected into the personal barracks to protect Ping Xihou himself;
People with bloody bodies are actually particularly sensitive to this kind of smell.
Zheng Fan turned over on Pi Xiu,
This time, I didn’t bring the Sword Master with me, because when I and Siniang had their wedding last time, I asked the Sword Master to stay overnight. The Sword Master seemed to have observed some clues and was on the verge of a possible attack. Therefore, Zheng Zheng did not like hunting. Mr. Hou really didn't dare to shout anymore.
This kind of thing, if you overdraw it too much at once, you have to take good care of it.
For example, arrange for the sword master's wife, then arrange for Liu Dahu, and then arrange for that old woman to be the team leader who sweeps the streets.
The demon kings were all very busy, so they didn't bring them out.
Even A Ming has been busy improving the production efficiency of products in the workshop recently and has no time to spare. Otherwise, Lord Zheng would not have to be reduced to shooting deer to practice archery.
After all, it is too inhumane to harm these poor little lives. There is no practical way to shoot A Ming.
but,
This does not mean that Mr. Zheng no longer has experts around him.
He has always cared about the people and knew that he alone was involved in the future well-being of the entire army and people of eastern Shanxi. How could he risk his life?
"Heroes."
"Ah."
Daxia Chen walked out and stood in front of the team.
Lord Zheng frowned slightly,
Fortunately, Gou Moli understood the idea and immediately shouted:
"Protect Lord Marquis!"
For a moment, the guards collectively shrank.
Thus,
Chen Daxia was alone in front, and his bodyguards were behind.
In fact, it is best for the guards to be in front and Chen Daxia to protect Lord Zheng.
but,
Mr. Chen,
Ok,
Lord Zheng can understand.
in the woods,
A bald monk with a figure not inferior to Fan Li walked out;
The monk had enlarged earlobes and two sarcomas growing symmetrically on his neck. Behind him, he was pulling a cart.
A string of Buddhist bells hangs on one side of the cart, making a sound;
on the cart,
An old woman sat.
The old woman was wearing a red dress and a hairpin on her head.
The skin on his face was completely wrinkled and drooped, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, and a deep green light could be faintly seen.
Lord Zheng thought of the fox demon in his mansion who was treated as a toy every day.
The old woman in front of me really gives people the feeling of a fox demon in her twilight years.
"Heroes."
Daxia Chen, who was standing alone in front, turned around.
He said to Zheng Fan:
"The monk is a fifth-grade martial artist. It's okay."
Extreme situations are not excluded,
In general,
Under the premise of one-on-one, the swordsman is invincible at the same level.
What's more, Chen Daxia has vaguely reached the fourth level. Although, after he learned the sword from the Sword Master, he became a little talkative, as if he had left his realm behind.
Thus,
Lord Zheng was relieved.
in fact,
Unless you encounter that kind of third-grade master, other masters don't need to worry too much as long as you have a certain number of personal guards around you.
And the real masters of the third level are not just cabbages on the roadside, they can be encountered so easily.
"Ada, get out of the way."
The monk let go of the cart and stood aside.
"Ah Da, kneel down."
The monk knelt down.
The old woman on the cart then smiled and said;
"If I'm not mistaken, the noble man is the world-famous Marquis Pingxi of Yan State. I am truly blessed through three lifetimes of training. I was able to meet you, Marquis, by chance in this wilderness."
"She lied. When the monk approached before, he deliberately blocked his breath. They came closer on purpose. The reason why they rang the bell before was because they knew that no matter how close the distance was, they could not hide it from us. They were afraid that they would not have time to speak. , they were taken away by us in one wave."
"………"Old woman.
He is worthy of being a straight man, Chen Daxia, who is resolute, upright, and fast-talking.
In the world of Chen Daxia, there is no need for such false politeness, even if they know each other well.
The old woman quickly relieved her embarrassment,
open the way;
"Please forgive me, Lord Marquis, for my inconvenience in my legs and feet and my inability to salute."
"What do you want me to do with you?"
"I'm here to find someone."
"who?"
"A woman, a woman with big hips, is her grandmother.
I've been doing some research over the past few days.
It is said that,
She is lucky,
Was he taken into the room by you, Lord Marquis? "
"..." Zheng Fan.
(End of this chapter)