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Chapter 191 Cruel War

Regarding going back to Songjiang County, Ah Hong and the others resisted at first, and they promised not to come back for the rest of their lives, but now they reneged.

But in Qingyun County, they are no longer safe.

It was impossible for Li Mo to stay by their side [-] hours a day. Once they found out that the person who could protect them was not there, those who were eyeing them would immediately find a chance to retaliate.

Looking at the restless girls, Li Mo comforted softly: "Mouths grow on other people's faces, so just say what you want. In this world, if you want not to be talked about, then you have to be stronger than them, stronger than them." to the point where they can't tell you.

Furthermore, nothing is more important than being alive, and every life should be respected.

The official believes that compared with life, the others are just scratches, there is no obstacle that cannot be overcome, it is man-made. "

Think about it too, people live in this world, they live for themselves, not to see other people's faces.

Along the way, I saw many people who had gone far away.

Where to go, they themselves have no idea.

I can only walk with the masses. When the end will come to an end, I have no idea in my heart, and I will take every step.

Looking at the direction they were walking, Li Mo guessed that they should be going to the south.

No one knows when these people will be able to reach the south, and how dangerous the journey will be!

Looking at the tired-looking people, old and young, Li Mo felt uncomfortable, but what could she do, she was just a small county magistrate, and Songjiang County was as big as a palm, how many people could it accommodate?
Li Mo thought of a poem "Cloud" written by the Tang Dynasty poet Laihu.

Thousands of shapes are still empty, and the reflections of mountains and mountains are repeated.

The infinite dry seedlings are dying, and the leisurely place is a strange peak.

No matter what kind of disaster, it will always be the common people who are hurt.

"Scattered officials gallop on the dry hills, and the sand and dust cover their eyes. The trees in the mountains lose their color, and the springs beside the streams are exhausted. Everywhere, the mulberry and hemp increase too much, and every family, old and young, cry without harvest. Difficult shoulders, all surnames worry."

This is "Poetry on Disaster Investigation" written by Wang Menglei, who was the chief bookkeeper of Pingjiang in the first year of Longxing in the Southern Song Dynasty.

Just like Li Mo's mood at the moment, all she can do now is to ensure that the people in Songjiang County can have food and don't have to live in other places.

In more places outside Songjiang County, to make matters worse, many gentry and landlords, corrupt officials, profiteers and others made a fortune, making life even more difficult for the people.

What's more, the disaster relief funds and food distributed by the imperial court have not yet been received.

In order to live, people eat tree bark and Avalokitesvara soil, etc. are the most common things, and even the bark, weeds, and Avalokitesvara soil are gone.

As a last resort, many victims have lost their family ties and sold their wives and children in exchange for food, just to survive.

On the way back, everyone was very silent. In the face of disasters, human beings seem very small!
Li Mo asked Liang Xu, "Why is the government's relief money and food not enough?"

Liang Xu has been by Huangpuxuan's side all the time, and he should know much more about the imperial court than she does.

Liang Xu frowned: "It's been such a long time, either the court can't get the money, or the money has already been allocated, and it just goes down layer by layer and disappears."

"Is there no one to care about?" Li Mo said angrily!

Liang Xu sneered: "Care? They just need to keep the black hat on their heads. If the prince is still in the capital, he will write a letter to the emperor for strict investigation. However, the prince is on the front line now, so he has no time to care about it!"

What he didn't say was that in the capital, there were many people who wanted the prince's life, and they wished that the prince would die at the border.

If it weren't for the prince's Wentao Wulue, he would have died countless times, but these people enjoy the peace that the prince brings them, but they stabbed in the back, their hearts can be punished.

...

During this period of time, except for the stores in Songjiang County, all stores in other places have long been closed, and the logistics company is also out of business, so everyone has nothing to do at night.

Since there is nothing to do, we must set up an evening school. Among the disaster victims, there should be some scholars. We should call them together so that they can have a stable income in Songjiang County and support their families.

Li Mo: "Master, go to the refugee camp to count how many people are literate, and ask them if they are willing to go to the village to teach!"

Of course, the county town also needs to open evening schools, but the county town is so close, so it is very convenient!

The master disagreed: "My lord, how much will it cost? The drought is not over yet. We shouldn't spend money on these vain things."

Li Mo: "Disasters will always pass, but learning will never be outdated. The condition for recruitment is people with good moral character."

Master: You have many reasons, one after another.

When the notice of recruiting a wife was posted in the refugee camp, everyone was excited that there was such a good thing.

Especially those wits with a little background were even more excited, and ran directly to the yamen to sign up without even thinking about it.

Such a rare opportunity must not be missed. The announcement also said that if you teach well, you can stay in Songjiang County in the future and enjoy a series of policies in Songjiang County.

What Songjiang County's policy is, they don't know.

They only knew that only Songjiang County accepted them after traveling such a long distance.

Here, they no longer have to live on the streets, at least they have a place to shelter from the wind and rain, and they don't have to go hungry. Where can I find such a good place!
Those who have scholars at home are crying with joy. They say that they are scholars who are useless. This time they are far away from home. The man who should be the head of the family is not good enough. He can't lift his shoulders or lift his hands.

It's all right now, the county is recruiting teachers, as long as you can apply, you don't have to worry about eating in the future.

After a lot of screening, a total of 14 masters were selected, 4 masters were in the county, and all 10 masters were assigned to the village.

To hold an evening school, you must greet the villagers in advance, and ask the village head to fully cooperate in sorting out the classrooms in advance.

In ordinary villages, it is impossible to have such a large classroom.

The village chiefs have become old oxen working hard again, calling all the middle-aged men in the village to chop trees and bamboo to build simple classrooms!

It was originally a good intention, but the villagers were very dissatisfied.

No, the gathering place of the village, everyone started to raise their opinions.

This is Yejiacun

Villager A: "Village chief, is the county magistrate out of his mind?"

Village Chief Ye trembled in fright, and quickly looked around to see if there were any people from the yamen. If it was reported to the ears of the county magistrate, he would die!

Village head Ye scolded: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Villager A curled his lips: "Am I wrong? Why do adults think we have nothing to do? They want to build so-called classrooms and force us to study. What time is it now.

The water is almost out of water, I almost have no food, and I’m still studying. You have to build the classroom and build it yourself. Anyway, I won’t go, and I won’t participate in the evening school. Don’t pull me. "

Village head Ye was so angry that his beard stood on end: "Say it again if you have the ability, have you forgotten our good life now, who gave it to you? You forgot that your family used to be poor, and who gave it to you? , You don’t even think about the big change until now, how much effort the county magistrate has spent so that everyone can live a good life, do you have a conscience.”

Villager A strongly retorted: "Village chief, that's not what I said. I didn't deny the county magistrate's dedication. I just said that I don't participate in everything in night schools, and I don't study in night schools. I'm quite old, and I don't want to Learning, I can’t learn it, anyway, I can live my life, so why do you like to go.”

His remarks were unanimously agreed by many older villagers!
Originally, I was already tired enough to irrigate the crops during the day, and I just wanted to lie on the bed and sleep soundly at night, so I didn't have the heart to learn big characters.

Besides, they are so old, what's the use of learning these things, can't they still take the imperial examination?

The children in the family, who meet the admission requirements, are basically sent to school.

"Village chief, we don't agree either."

"Village chief, you can build it if you want. I'm going to go around the field."

"Very busy, no time."

After a while, nearly half of the villagers had already left, and the rest of them looked at each other in blank dismay, what should we do, go or stay?

Village head Ye stomped his feet in anger: "You gangsters, I'm going to find the county magistrate to punish you."

Villager B: "Village Chief, hurry up, I have to go to the fields."

Village Chief Ye: "You, you!"

The same thing happened in every village.

But the village chiefs were so angry that they were about to have a heart attack, and they came to complain to Li Mo one after another.

After listening to the complaints of the village chiefs, Li Mo was silent for a moment: "Have you written down the list of those who oppose it?"

The village chiefs said in unison: "Remember it."

If you don't write down these troublemakers, how can you complain about them.

Li Mo smiled: "It's no big deal, 10 fingers are divided into lengths, let alone human beings.

For those who disagree, we don't need to put a knife on their necks to force them to agree, and everyone has their own aspirations, and if they don't want to learn or participate, then forget it. "

The village chiefs gave each other a wink: what's going on?Why is the county magistrate so easy to talk about today? Could it be that the sun has risen from the west?Or will there be a typhoon and heavy rain tomorrow?
"However, after the logistics companies and stores resume operations, they will not accept what they have made or planted, and let them find a way to sell it by themselves. In the future, any good preferential policies will have nothing to do with them." Li Mo Youyou said such a sentence.

The village chiefs breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, the county magistrate is still the original county magistrate, as if it were fake!

Li Mo's original intention is to eradicate illiteracy in Songjiang County. Of course, those who are too old are already in their 70s and [-]s. He doesn't want to learn and there is no need to force them.

However, the younger generation, that is, the group of young people who have passed the school age, must be completely literacy. Those who disobey, hehe, just wait, they will look good.

The simple classrooms are easily built, and the work of literacy is in full swing.

However, such good days did not last long, and an official document of conscription was issued to various counties.

Li Mo looked at the official document on the desktop, unable to calm down for a long time.

Zeguo Jiangshan entered the war map, Shengmin He Jile Qiaosu.

Relying on Junmo's words to seal the affairs of the princes, one will succeed in a thousand bones.

In this era of cold weapons, all wars are made by manpower, and she doesn't want everyone to die.

However, when the country is in crisis, no one can be a bystander.

Fortunately, this time it's just conscription, not forcing young men.

Li Mo called Liang Xu over: "How's the situation on the front line?"

Li Mo didn't know about the war, but Liang Xu would definitely know about it!
It's just that Liang Xu didn't know this time, so he had to tell the truth: "Master Li, I really don't know the specific battle. I only know that this conscription is not the prince's intention, and the recruits are not sent to the northwest, but to the east. .”

The military power of the Jin State was divided into three, and Huangpuxuan was mainly in charge of the northwest, while taking care of the southwest.

This time the conscription will be sent to the Xiao family army who belongs to the princeling party and stands shoulder to shoulder with Prince Xiao!
When the conscription announcement was posted, the villagers responded indifferently, but the refugee camp enthusiastically signed up.

In their thinking, soldiers may not necessarily die, but if the drought is not over, they will definitely die.

In mid-September, the conscription work ended, and a total of 130 young people from Songjiang County were drafted into the army, of which 60 were from Songjiang County and 70 were from refugee camps.

The yamen is only responsible for the registration work, and the army will send people over for specific contact work.

Before leaving, Li Mo hosted a banquet for the recruits and arranged a condolence money for their families.

A total of 15 tables were set up in the open space of the yamen, and everyone had a bowl full of wine in front of them!

Li Mo picked up the bowl in his hand and saluted all the recruits: "Everyone, from the moment you put on your military uniform, you are the heroes of Jin, the pillars of Jin, and the pride of your mother.

Putting aside the feelings of hometown, shedding the dream of loyalty to the country, leaving aside the youthful heart, and carrying the iron will.

Just like the blood-spitting sun, you write glory with your life.Never confessed frivolously, but spoke of dazzling strength with broadness! ..."

A high-spirited and passionate speech moved everyone present to tears, determined to fight the enemy and defend the country.

In the end, Li Mo sang Tu Honggang's famous song "Serve the country with loyalty": "The smoke rises, and the country looks north..."

Even the general who came to pick up the recruits was moved and cried: "I never knew that our soldiers are so great. No matter where we are, when we hear about the conscription, we want to fly away with our wings."

The confidant wiped away tears: "Who said no, the county magistrate of Songjiang County said it very well."

...

The northwest is desolate, and the vast land is as vast as the sea, so vast that you can't see the edge at a glance.

The wind is blowing, the clouds are flying, and the violent wind is sweeping the sky and the earth,
The farther you go to the northwest, the more barren the land and the stronger the yellow wind.

Entering the northwest boundary, huge pieces of Huangyan lie across the vast semi-desert area, and the wind blows the rocks, bringing up layers of yellow sand.

Vertical and horizontal gullies are left on the rock surface, silently telling the fierceness of the northwest wind knife.

Grass mounds are growing under the rocks, only the tips of the grass are green, and the grass blades have been blown gray by the yellow sand. The sun is basking in the yellow sand, and the soles of the boots seem to be scalded by the heat wave, which is unspeakably stuffy.

The stretches of high yellow sandstone cut the northwest wasteland into winding yellow sand roads.

Huangpuxuan, the youngest and most powerful commander of the Jin Kingdom, walked step by step to the border between the Jin Kingdom and the Chen Kingdom under the brilliance of the blood sun.

He was supposed to be this kind of man, dominating the world, with power all over the world, a single sharp look can shake the world.

Standing at the highest apex, looking down at all living beings in the bright universe, making the whole world surrender at his feet, and the whole land shouting at him.

He should have been like the rising sun in the prosperous age, emitting a gushing brilliance, galloping on every corner of the state of Jin, conquering all the invaders with a powerful posture, and making them never return.

This is who he is, and this is the path he should take.

The long wind howled, the loess flew all over the sky, and the soldiers of Jin State rushed closer and closer from the distant horizon.

Suddenly, thousands of war horses neighed in unison, and the people stood up, raised their front hooves in unison, stopped whistling, and faced Chen Guo's cavalry from a distance.

In the turbulent and turbulent world, Jin and Chen once again faced each other with swords drawn!

Huang Puxuan had sharp eyes and a tough face, like a god, standing in front of thousands of troops, his robe fluttering, and his spear gleaming with silver light.

Everyone's existence bears a mission entrusted by the heavens, and the mission of Huangpuxuan is to protect the state of Jin.

The first battle between Jin and Chen after five years finally broke out.

The blue wind howled, the dust was flying, the vast northwest was pitch black, and the breath of death permeated the air.

Crown Prince Rong Jinghao of Chen State led 20 soldiers and stood a stone's throw away. He looked at the army of Jin State coldly, and suddenly raised his voice, "Huangpuxuan, today is your death day!"

Huangpuxuan smiled lowly, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"Everyone is ready!" A general shouted suddenly, and all the archers heard the words, and suddenly drew their round bows, and all the dense arrows were aimed at the soldiers of Chen Guo, like a group of hungry ghosts devouring the world.

"Let go!" In an instant, the sky and the earth were furious, and the plants and trees were sad, like sharp arrows of locusts forming a dense black net in midair.

The screams pierced the sky and interweaved into the most tragic memorial in the world.

Chen Guo launched a fierce resistance, and in an instant, the blood filled the sky and the earth, piercing screams resounded through the nine heavens, and countless loyal souls clamored desperately in the sky.

　Dear crushes, begging for a monthly pass!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)