Chapter 175
The torrential rain in the past few days has caused the temperature to drop sharply. Although it is June, the refugees gathered under the city wall of Daming Prefecture are shivering from the cold.The wet clothes were sticking to the body, and someone sneezed from time to time.

Standing on the city wall, Li Jiamao looked at the bustling crowd at his feet, and said to Zhu Cang beside him, "Let your subordinates hurry up to pick people, take this opportunity, pick more young and strong, and send them to His Highness's Zhuangzi..."

Zhu Cang hesitated for a moment, then whispered into Li Jiamao's ear: "My lord, in my opinion, let's stop for a while. Lin Shu is not far outside the city. If he notices it, I'm afraid it will be mistaken." His Majesty's business."

"It's just a young man who hasn't entered into the world yet. Send more wine and meat over the past few days, or send a few more singers. Thinking about the continuous rainstorm, this kind of family is not willing to come out and suffer."

Li Jiamao looked at his subordinates who were constantly selecting some young and strong, leaving behind the crying old and weak without a trace of sympathy.Instead, he ordered Zhu Cang: "Let someone cook some porridge, and hang the lives of these untouchables. When the gentry in the city buy servants, it will be another sum of money. The big event is approaching, and your Highness is short of money."

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"According to the investigation of his subordinates, Li Jiamao divided the people who fled here into three classes. Among them, the young and strong were sent to several Zhuangzi in the east of the city by the people of Li's family. Most of the young women were bought by the wealthy gentry in the city. It remains under the walls to this day."

A captain of the Longjian Guard, wearing tattered clothes, didn't bother to wipe off the rain on his face, and reported to Lin Shu and others: "The magistrate's yamen cooks porridge every day, but the porridge and rice are as clear as water, and the quantity is limited. Many old and weak people simply cannot grab porridge to drink. According to the investigations of the brothers, many people have already suffered from typhoid fever..."

Lin Shu, Du Zimu, Jia Zheng, and Tan Mingming looked solemn. Li Jiamao's approach, let alone the use of choosing young and strong to hide in Zhuangzi.Just the attitude of indifference to the life and death of the people is enough to make people shameless.

The captain cupped his hands and said, "There is one more thing. I haven't had time to confirm the truth. According to the news from the brothers who sneaked into the refugees, there is a faint shadow of the White Lotus Sect among the refugees under the city of Daming Mansion. They are taking advantage of the catastrophe. The sick people will be cured by the same method.”

"White Lotus Sect?"

Before Lin Shu could speak, Jia Zheng exclaimed after hearing the words "Bailianjiao", "God, why is there still Bailianjiao?"

"Why is Second Uncle so surprised?" Lin Shu asked inexplicably, "The White Lotus Sect has been banned repeatedly since the Tang Dynasty, and it is normal for it to appear here."

Jia Zheng, on the other hand, was impatient. He explained to Lin Shu: "Jinyu doesn't know something. In the 44th year of Longsheng, the White Lotus Sect did a lot of things in the capital..."

As soon as the 44th year of Longsheng was mentioned, Lin Shu became alert. He stopped Jia Zheng from continuing and arranged for the captain to rest first.

At the same time, he ordered Fu Quan to lead the people to guard the tent, and then he asked: "What the second uncle said has something to do with the old Prince Yizhong?"

Jia Zheng's hands trembled and his face turned pale, as if he was recalling something terrible.

"That night there was a sudden change in the capital, the old prince Yizhong committed suicide under the palace wall, the saint fainted, and the whole capital was in chaos. Before dawn, fires broke out everywhere in the capital, and countless people wearing white scarves shouted the words of the White Lotus Sect. Slogan, rushed into the homes of officials and wealthy gentry, looted and killed. Even our home was not spared, nearly half of the soldiers in the house were killed and injured, and the safety of the two houses was preserved..."

Jia Zheng sighed, and continued: "Your Majesty was not enthroned at that time, and the sage fainted, so he forced the Imperial Army to dispatch as a prince, and then suppressed the rebellious Bailian Sect members. Although it was only one night, every family in that month Onyx, paper money floating everywhere."

What happened nine years ago was not only fresh in Jia Zheng's memory, but Du Zimu and Tan Mingming were also deeply impressed.

Both of them nodded, and Tan Mingming also emphasized one point: "The general also agrees with what Jia Gong said. It is indeed strange that the White Lotus Sect appears here. According to what my father said, after the saint woke up, he sent out the Beijing camp to uproot the White Lotus Sect. Why don't they hide in the dark and lick their wounds, how dare they show up in Damingfu, which is adjacent to Gyeonggi?"

"Could it be that they want to recruit congregants by taking advantage of the flood?" Du Zimu didn't know much about these things, so he turned his attention to Lin Shu.

Lin Shu shook his head: "It doesn't make sense to leave Kaifeng, Luoyang and other severely disaster-stricken places instead of going to Daming Mansion to preach. Moreover, it is close to Gyeonggi, where the embroidery guards are most concentrated, and people will find them if they are not careful. "

In the land of Gyeonggi, the spies of Xiuyiwei can be said to be everywhere.As long as the White Lotus Sect shows its face, people will be watching within a day.According to the current strength of the White Lotus Sect, they dare not come to the Daming Mansion at all.

"Forget it, no matter why the White Lotus Sect appears here, the most important thing for us now is the common people. As long as the common people have something to eat, the White Lotus Sect is the rootless..."

Lin Shu picked up the imperial sword and ordered: "General Tan, gather the soldiers and go to Damingfu City with me. Second Uncle and Senior Du, you stay at Xingyuan and continue to take in the refugees. At the same time, send someone to urge the follow-up food and grass to be delivered as soon as possible." Come."

"The last general (lower official) obeys!"

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Crack... Rumble!

After a flash of lightning, thunder shook the sky, and under the dark sky, the captain on duty in Fucheng murmured to the people next to him, "When will the weather be so bad? I feel like I'm going to be moldy these days, and I'm wet all over. uncomfortable."

The people next to him immediately flattered and said obsequiously: "Isn't it that the capable are doing more work? Your lord is the confidant of Lord Qianhu. Now that there are more and more refugees, Lord Qianhu is also worried about city defense, so he sent you here." Stare no."

"Haha, that's right... Lord Qianhu is busy these days, I heard that the steward of Prince Yizhong's mansion is living in Lord Qianhu's mansion..."

Four hundred horses stepped on the ground, splashing mud and water.Immediately, Lin Shu wiped the rainwater from his face, the official uniform on his body was already soaked.

The neighing of the horses made the guards on the city wall notice, and immediately closed the city gate.

"Call the door!"

Tan Mingming patted his horse and went forward, shouting loudly: "Your Majesty Lin, the Governor of Henan Military and Political Affairs, and a scholar in the Imperial Academy, came to the Daming Mansion, and opened the city gate quickly!"

Amidst the sound of rain, the people on the city wall couldn't hear Tan Mingming's words clearly, and faintly heard the word "Qing Ming".

The guard leaned forward to check, and the four hundred dragon guards in bright armor scared him too much to open the door.

"Who is below? What is the so-called gathering in Fucheng?"

"I was ordered to be the governor of Henan's military and political affairs. Master Lin, a scholar of the Imperial Academy, has arrived. Open the door quickly!"

This time I heard clearly, it turned out that the imperial envoy arrived!

But the guard didn't open the city gate immediately, instead he whispered a few words to his subordinates, and saw his subordinates hurried down the city wall and headed north of the city.

I saw the guard uttered again: "My lord has hundreds of cavalry, and the general will not be able to tell the truth. Please also send someone to the city on a bamboo basket, so that the general can have a look at the official seal!"

(End of this chapter)

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