The world of counterfeit magistrates competes in the world

Chapter 367 Uncle Went North to Hengshan
July is like fire, scorching the world.The drought in the world has not eased, but has become more serious.

Especially in Jinshang and Shangzhou, a large area of ​​farmland was turned into a piece of red land. Farmers squatted in the fields, holding lumps of soil, heartbroken.The Tianli Sect, which had disappeared for decades, revived, roaming all over the world, publicizing its teachings, declaring that the world's ghosts and ghosts are a disaster for the world, so that the wars are linked and the world is in turmoil.But today, a sage descended, titled Heavenly King, wanted to clear up evil spirits in the world and establish a heaven on earth.

They gathered around to build momentum, inciting ordinary people to become Christians.At the same time, they also colluded with wealthy scholars from all over the country to persecute farmers to sell their land and children, causing landless farmers to become refugees.When he was helpless, he used the appearance of Tianli Sect to trick these refugees into joining, and secretly recruited troops to prepare for an uprising.

For the emergence of Tianli Sect, the local government attached great importance to it at the beginning, and immediately dispatched troops to encircle and suppress it.However, under the secret operation of the local wealthy family, the Tianli believers got the information in advance, and they had already evacuated completely.After several times of siege and suppression without any results, the local government could only turn a blind eye and ignore it as long as there was no trouble.

At this time in Hengshan, under the control of the Hengshan government, the disaster situation began to ease, and the local people affected by the disaster were properly resettled.

In Anzhou, a group of people escorted a carriage and walked slowly on the straight road.

At this time, the door curtain was lifted, revealing the face of an old man, with a thin face, full of wrinkles, and a gray beard, trembling in the wind.

At this moment, seeing the behavior of the old man, one of the leading guards quickly walked to him and said respectfully, "Old man, what's the matter, do you want to rest for a while? The sun is very poisonous now, so don't be bored in the carriage." I'm sick."

"Hehe, young man, this old man's body is strong." The old man stood up proudly, and said with a smile, "I'm afraid that you young people won't be able to survive the scorching sun. So I want you to find a place to rest rest."

"The old man was joking, you are not afraid of the heat, how could we not be able to hold on?" the guard puffed out his chest and said stiffly, but the sweat on his face kept dripping down.

"Okay, okay, the old man is dying, let's find a place to rest." Seeing that their faces were tired, but they refused to admit defeat, the old man couldn't help laughing, and hurriedly urged.

Soon, everyone came to a village and bought some food and water from the villagers.Then I sat in the shade of a big tree in the village, shaking a big cattail fan to enjoy the coolness.

It was noon at this time, and many villagers also rushed to the shade of the big tree to enjoy the cool. Some village elders sat together, set up a few tables, made some fried rice, water and wine, and chatted comfortably.

The old man couldn't stand his loneliness and smelled the aroma of wine, so he couldn't help but move closer to them, with a shy smile, he cupped his hands and said, "Brothers, can you give me a glass of water and wine so that I can try something new?"

The village elders looked up at him, and asked suspiciously, "Isn't this old man a local?"

"The little old man is from Huazhou. It's the first time he came to Anzhou. The weather is hot and there is a drought this year, so he has to come here to seek refuge with his relatives." The old man laughed.

"I see, this old man, come and sit down." One of the village elders nodded, and immediately warmly invited him to sit with him, and poured him a glass of wine. "Brother came to the right place. We don't need anything in Hengshan, but people. After you come here, don't go back. Apply for a few acres of land here. After one or two years of reclamation, you will be able to live comfortably."

"Hehe, it's a good relationship, but the family's ancestral home and ancestral hall are all in Huazhou. I'm already old, so I still have to guard the ancestral hall and add incense to the ancestors." The old man nodded and sighed regretfully.

"That's true, it's a pity." The village elder nodded regretfully, and raised his glass, "Come on, drink to win."

The old man quickly picked up the wine glass and drank it down, smacking his lips and praising: "Good wine!"

"That's right!" The village elder smiled like a chrysanthemum, and said proudly: "We brew this wine ourselves, and we don't usually take it out easily."

"Oh, then I have to have another drink." The old man hurriedly picked up the glass to beg for wine, and asked curiously: "Brother, I heard that there is also a drought here in Anzhou, how dare you use it?" Brewing wine with grain? Aren’t you afraid that there will be no food then?”

"Haha, I just came here, and I don't know much about us in Hengshan." The village elders looked at each other and laughed, "Under the wise leadership of our President, we in Hengshan have already survived this drought. The loss of crops is not much, and the government has already exempted us from the one-year tax for the victims here. In addition to our surplus from last year, the food is enough for us to eat until next year. And this wine, although the government prohibits large-scale wine making by the people, but However, small-scale brewing is allowed. As long as it is not sold, it is not illegal. And what you are drinking now is not brewed with wheat, but sweet potatoes."

"Oh, I didn't expect Yi, your lord president is so powerful." The old man showed a proud look on his face, "But, what is that sweet potato you mentioned?"

"Speaking of this sweet potato, it's really amazing." The village elder showed reverence on his face, "I heard that this is a crop discovered by the President, and it is the living food that God bestowed on Hengshan."

"Brother, are you joking? Then what is so magical about sweet potatoes that they have become a gift from heaven?" The old man couldn't help but wondered, Yi Fan didn't seem to mention this kind of thing?
"I don't know if this is normal. This sweet potato is still being planted, and only we Hengshan people can grow it." The village elder said proudly, "You don't know, this thing can produce two thousand catties per mu, equivalent to more than ten stones, enough It is five or six times the yield of wheat per mu.”

"What? There is such a thing in this world?" The old man's face was shocked, then his face turned pale, and he waved his hands tremblingly, "How can you easily tell a stranger about such a fetish? If I have malicious intentions, Wouldn't it be Hengshan's loss to secretly plant your sweet potatoes?"

"What is this? Our President said that sweet potatoes belong to the people of the world, not unique to Hengshan. If everyone in the world can grow sweet potatoes, the world will no longer suffer from famine. Why not do it? "The village elder reverently repeated Lin Yifan's words, and said with emotion, "Your Excellency is benevolent and considerate of our people. There is no other good official like this in the world."

"That is, that is." The old man kept nodding, with a look of joy on his face.

Everyone chatted for a while, and suddenly heard a roar outside, and saw a cavalry rushing towards the village quickly.

The old man was so startled that the wine glass fell on the table, and he shouted in a panic: "Well, those are cavalrymen, they are coming, run!"

"Brother, don't be afraid, it's our Hengshan Army." The village elder grabbed the old man with a calm expression on his face, "But, why are they coming towards us?"

Soon, hundreds of cavalry swarmed into the village and came before everyone.The old man's guards had already stepped forward excitedly to say hello. After a while, they saw all the cavalry dismounting together, and several cavalry walked out of them.

One of the thin cavalrymen galloped out and let out a clear and sweet voice, "Daddy!"

The old man was shocked, and looked over in shock, "Yes, is it Wan'er?"

"Daddy, it's my daughter. Huh!" Lin Shuwan, who was dressed in leather armor, flew into the forest like a bird, and flew onto the old man, sobbing with joy.

At this time, a young cavalryman came over, looked at the old man with a complicated expression, and shouted hoarsely: "Uncle!"

The old man looked up at the young man in front of him, feeling both strange and familiar, "You, you are Yifan?"

"Yes, uncle, I am your nephew Lin Yifan." The corners of Lin Yifan's mouth trembled slightly, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, then he took a deep breath and said firmly.

　Ask for a ticket.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)