Heaven rewards those who work hard: There is no bottleneck in my martial arts

Chapter 115 Gather the manpower, the preliminary investigation begins!
Outside Luling City, a large group of refugees finally reached the outskirts of Luling City after a long journey.

At this time, they could already see the brand new city walls of Luling City.

When they arrived in this strange place, they didn't know what they would face next, and they all wanted to save their energy as much as possible.

Therefore, among the refugees, even when they reached their destination, no one cheered or yelled.

"Sister, we have arrived in Luling."

In the crowd, a young man was holding a straight "crutch" for a pause, and he was holding a little girl who was so thin that he was out of shape.

The latter was carrying a crock pot with a chip in his hand, and he staggered as he walked, his face was already swollen.

The girl tried her best to show a smiling face, and said, "Really? That's great, do we have a way out now?"

"Persist and persevere, there will definitely be." The boy cheered.

"Ah."

However, for a distance of a hundred miles, they walked for two days.

On the way, many people fell down one after another.

But the siblings persisted all the way.

"let's go!"

The boy took the little girl's hand again, and the girl suddenly seemed to have a lot of strength, and walked forward with heavy legs.

Not far from Luling, some Taoist priests in Taoist robes stood guard in several places, and there were cauldrons in front of them.

The firewood was burning, and white porridge was boiling inside.

Although there was only white porridge water, it undoubtedly raised the hope of life in these people's hearts.

Countless people rushed towards the porridge shed.

"Don't be in a hurry, line up and have a share."

In front of these Taoist priests, there are burly warriors controlling the order of the scene, trying to make these refugees line up as much as possible.

"Sister, let's go have a bowl of porridge and soup first." The young man thought of something again, looked around and saw that they were not far from the Taoist priest, so he said, "Just sit here and don't move. I'll line up. Wait for me."

The little girl sat obediently on the ground, nodded slightly: "Yes."

The boy walked over quickly with a sword in his hand, and lined up behind everyone.

Someone ordered a bowl of porridge, queued up again, was spotted by the guards, and was thrown out like a chicken.

They traveled all the way through mountains and rivers, with limited physical strength.

Seeing this scene, no one dared to make trouble after that.

Soon, the boy took out a crock pot with a chip in it.

The Taoist priest who gave porridge smiled and made some porridge soup out of a bamboo tube, and poured it into his earthen pot.

The young man looked at it, but it was just a little, and begged: "This Taoist priest, can you give me a little more, we two brothers and sisters..."

The Taoist waved his hand and said: "You want more, he wants more, and there are no people behind. If you still want to drink porridge, come back to the door with us after our porridge distribution is over. The sect master is merciful, and if you go there, you can get one."

The boy looked down at the earthen pot in his hand, without making a sound.

Instead, some refugees behind shouted, "Can I go? Can I go?"

"Of course you can. At least anyone who wants to go can go. If not, you can stay here. We will give porridge here later."

"Great, great. We've got a way out."

Hearing the Taoist's reply, some even wept with joy, knowing that this was the way they were looking for.

The boy didn't say much, he returned to the little girl with a pot of soup on his head sullenly.

"Sister, come and have porridge."

The boy brought the crock pot to the little girl's mouth, and the little girl took a big gulp without any hesitation.

This so-called porridge has only white porridge water, not a grain of porridge rice.

But the little girl who hadn't eaten much for several days felt that the porridge soup was extremely sweet.

The boy beside him couldn't help swallowing.

The little girl seemed to remember something, so she didn't drink the last sip.

"Brother, I'm full."

The boy didn't shirk, and he drank the last mouthful of porridge and soup in one gulp.

He was still very reluctant, buried his head in the cracked earthen jar, stuck out his tongue and licked the inside before giving up.

"Brother, many people around me are saying that they have to go to the Shangxian Gate. I heard that there will be food when they go there. When shall we go?" the little girl asked.

The young man was silent for a while and said: "Let's go to the city, not to the fairy gate."

"Ah, why?"

"Don't ask so many questions, I believe your brother is."

"Oh."

The little girl was silent and didn't speak any more.

The young man looked back at the Taoist priests behind him, always thinking that they were too kind.

The old Taoist was so kind and harmonious last time, and took dozens of people away, but no one came back in the end.

Many people say that these people are lucky, and they went to enjoy the blessings with the old Taoist priests.

But he doesn't think so.

Now they are like locusts, people hate dogs and are worthless.

Even if a pie falls from the sky, it will not fall on their heads.

Someone inside must have something to do with them.

If their brothers and sisters go, they must be in the trap.

The boy turned his head and asked, "Sister, do you have the strength?"

"A little bit."

The boy said, "Then let's go into the city."

"Now that we are like this, will the guards at the city gate let us in?"

"Don't worry about it, I have my way."

After a while, the brother and sister walked to the gate of Luling City step by step.

The young man instructed: "After a while, when you enter the city gate, keep your back as straight as possible. You don't need this earthen pot. Throw it away."

The little girl was a little bit reluctant, but under her brother's stern gaze, she still threw the chipped earthen pot under her feet.

The young man on the side remained silent, but pulled out the rags wrapped in the crutch in his hand, revealing the brand new and exquisite scabbard inside.

Then hung the sword on his waist and walked towards the city.

When they reached the city gate, the two guards guarding the gate stopped them and shouted: "Beggars are not allowed to enter the city."

Hearing someone yelling angrily, the little girl was a little flustered and timid, and quietly hid behind the boy.

The young man was unmoved, and said calmly and without fear: "You can see the beggars with a gentleman's sword on their waists? I am a gentleman. I heard the prestige of the county guard. I have come here all the way. Are you going to take the county guard? Are your followers stopped outside the city?"

He clasped his fists in the sky, and continued: "The sage has a saying, a horse loser is thin, and a fortune teller is poor. If the county guard loses a left arm and a right arm, do you think you can take responsibility?"

The two guards looked at each other, feeling that the young man's conversation was extraordinary, not an ordinary person, so they didn't say any more and let the two of them enter the city.

Holding the sword in his hand, the young man walked into the city with his head held high and his chest held high.

When the guards behind him stopped chasing him, he put the sword around his waist back into the old cloth bag.

"Brother, we have entered the city, what are we going to do now?"

"Go to the nobleman." The young man said without raising his head.

After speaking, the boy led the little girl into the city.

The city is full of excitement, and people in the street are crowded with each other.

All kinds of cries, cheers, and some children's noises can be heard endlessly.

The young man flapped his nostrils, greedily smelling the aroma of food floating in the air.

Meatloaf, fritters, and even some subtle wine notes.

"Sell sugar, sell sugar."

The two brothers and sisters heard the sound and looked around, and saw a peddler carrying a load of sugar, ringing an iron bell in his hand, and hawking.

"It's caramel."

Seeing this scene, the little girl couldn't walk at all, and her eyes were fixed on the vendor.

Not only the little girl, but even the boy, he thought for a while and walked over, planning to try to lobby the vendor.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he approached, he would be glared at by the merchant, and even took out a dog-beating stick.

"Where did you come from, beggar, go and don't delay my business."

The young man was hungry and couldn't exert all his strength, so he could only stare blankly at all this.

The other side of the street.

Gao Yanshi who just came out of King Wu's residence had a sad expression on his face.

He made an oath with His Highness yesterday, but after he walked out of the palace, he realized that his eyes were darkened. It is as difficult as climbing the sky to find out the big and small forces in Luling.

Firstly, he has no falcons and dogs in the city, and no one can use them; secondly, he has no clue about what is going on in the city, and he doesn't know how to start.

The trouble was, he found that after he left the palace, someone seemed to be following him, watching his whereabouts.

Four days have passed since the one-month period promised to His Highness. Under the influence of the above factors, Gao Yanshi is still ignorant and anxious.

The boy who had just been chased away by the merchant was a little angry.

But now he just drank a bowl of rice soup, he has neither money nor strength, facing the bullying of traders, he can only give up.

At this time, he looked up and saw the tall Gao Yanshi not far away.

Seeing that Gao Yanshi was wearing brocade clothes and looking dignified among the common people, the young man thought for a while and walked over with his sister.

"Brother, what are we?"

"The nobleman is here."

The boy walked over and observed for a while, seeing that Gao Yanshi's brows were sometimes furrowed and sometimes relaxed, he knew there might be a chance.

So he went directly, put the long sword in his hand in front of his body, and said with both hands: "Caomin Zhang Yi, I would like to offer my sword to relieve my lord's worries."

Gao Yanshi felt a little strange when he saw a young man barging in suddenly.

He sized up the young man in front of him, and saw that his clothes were ragged and his body smelled bad.

This look is very familiar to him.

Is a refugee.

And he was a refugee who had been away for a long time.

Seeing that this boy was not very old, he looked like he was only in his teens, but his calm and composed appearance really surprised him.

"What do you want to worry about for me?"

Faced with the boy who suddenly broke into his sight, Gao Yanshi felt vigilant.

Zhang Yi said: "Cao Min just observed my lord, you seem to be very worried. You must have encountered some troubles. Cao Min thinks he has some ability, as long as the lord can give me some money to feed our brothers and sisters, I would like to follow the example of dogs and horses." work."

Gao Yanshi weighed in his heart, he was a little worried, whether this young man was some kind of trap set by those martial arts forces.

However, listening to his accent now, he looks a bit like a southerner from Wei State.

And it looks like a dusty, down-and-out look.

He estimated a little bit, at least it would take three or four months to make it look like this.

If those county lieutenants and those martial arts forces really set up the trap intentionally, it would have cost too much effort.

Coincidentally, the matter entrusted to him by His Royal Highness King Wu has not yet been settled. It is better to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor, and maybe he can gain something.

Gao Yanshi was born tall and burly, not much older than a teenager, but taller than him by a head.

He caught the sword handed by the young man, opened one corner, and pulled out a part.

It is a good sword.

Gao Yanshi raised his eyelids and said, "How much do you want?"

When Zhang Yi heard that Gao Yanshi did not refuse, his face showed joy, and he was shocked and said: "I want ten taels of silver."

"Twelve?!"

Gao Yanshi was slightly surprised, ten taels of silver was enough for a family of four to consume for four months according to the current purchasing power of Wei State.

The little Zhang Yi in front of him wanted to speak so much, he really had a big heart.

But Gao Yanshi also knew that now was not the time to worry about money.

It is best to get things done without spending money.

But if the money is not spent and the job is not done, in the eyes of His Highness, it is a problem of ability.

At such a critical moment, he naturally couldn't afford to lose the chain.

The sword in front of him is also worth more than ten taels, so he is not at a loss.

After thinking for a while, Gao Yanshi generously took the sword presented by Zhang Yi.

Then, he took out ten taels of silver from his sleeve and put it in Zhang Yi's hand.

Zhang Yi held the silver tael in his hand, showing an extremely excited expression.

However, he quickly calmed down, and after collecting the money, he cupped his fists and asked, "Please tell me, my lord, I don't know what you need the grassroots to do?"

Gao Yanshi said: "Within 20 days, find out all the martial arts forces in Ying County, big and small."

Hearing this, Zhang Yi suddenly smiled, and said confidently: "It doesn't take 20 days, if you can trust Caomin, you can give Caomin another ten taels of silver, and within five days, you can collect all the information you want. Give it to the adults."

five days?

Gao Yanshi was shocked by Zhang Yi's words, and felt that the young man named Zhang Yi in front of him was not like ordinary people in terms of speech and behavior.

Really sleepy, someone sent a pillow.

Immediately he decided: "Okay! I will give you another ten taels. If you can find out the matter clearly within five days, I can give you another ten taels."

"The grass people must be lucky enough to live up to their fate." Zhang Yi solemnly agreed with his hands clasped.

He looked around and said: "After five days, my lord can wait for me at the gate of the restaurant here, and my sword will be kept here with you. If you are satisfied with what I have done, I hope you can give the grass people a chance to redeem the sword."

"Okay, if you do well, you can talk about it later." Gao Yanshi said indifferently, and took out another ten taels of silver.

Zhang Yi took the money in his hand, clasped his fists and said, "Caomin went to work."

After speaking, Zhang Yi turned around and left with the little girl.

"Brother, Master's sword..."

"Temporary deposit, I will find a chance to redeem it later."

While speaking, Zhang Yi took the girl back to the sugar vendor.

The vendor thought that Zhang Yi was coming to beg for food, so he held a stick behind his back and pretended to beat him.

Zhang Yi took out ten taels of silver and threw it over, and said coldly, "I want all these candies."

The vendor was taken aback for a moment, and the stick in his hand stopped in mid-air.

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