After rebirth, the Queen and I are on the run.

Chapter 1148 Desertion Disaster [3]

When the county government notified all towns to flee the war, Pan Laotongsheng felt that he was too old and even if he could survive this calamity, how many more days would he live?

Therefore, they had the idea of ​​staying in their hometown instead of fleeing the war.

It was Old Master Qin who came to persuade him, saying that he had to set an example for the townspeople. If he didn't leave, some people would use him as a pawn to make trouble and insist on staying, which would disrupt the unity of the people.

Regardless of how many days he has left to live, being able to spend one more day with his family is a good thing.

Furthermore, his great-grandson pleaded with him, and only then did the old scholar Pan agree to flee the war together.

Dangdang Dangdang!
"Those villagers and families who don't want to flee the war, come and register here. We won't force you, but if anything happens, you'll have to bear the consequences!" Clerk Guan shouted, his imposing presence evident in his dark face, showing that he no longer wanted to waste time and manpower on unworthy villagers.

Ah this?

Lu Heiwang was the first to back down, hurriedly saying, "Clan leader, clan leader, I was just saying it, I never thought of abandoning everyone!"

You're quite the smooth talker. You abandoned the whole town all by yourself?
Chief Lü ignored him, wishing the thing were dead.

Bang bang bang!
Lu Heiwang's wife was furious and hit him with a wooden stick: "Ahhh, waaaah, you brainless dog, if you dare to harm the family like this again, I'll kill you, kill you, I absolutely won't let you live to bring trouble to my son!"

"You filthy woman, are you crazy? Stop it... Help!" Lu Heiwang was being chased, caught by the soldiers, tied up, and thrown to the roadside, where his wife could beat him as she pleased.

Pan Yaojia continued to argue: "Family patriarch, Uncle Pan, don't bully us just because we've never fought a war... The Eastern Desert army is powerful, but they can't possibly search every village. We really don't need to flee; we can just hide in the mountains for a few days."

"Guards, escort Pan Yao's entire family away!" The clerk Guan, too lazy to listen, gave the order directly.

"Yes!" Commander Ling immediately ordered his soldiers to tie up Pan Yaojia and take him aside.

Dangdang Dangdang!
The gong sounded and then stopped. After a moment of silence, the clerk said, “I know that you fellow villagers feel there is no need to flee from the war and that you can escape this calamity by hiding in the mountains. But what you don’t know is that any army that goes to war will carry out a sweep.”

"What is a mopping-up operation? It means that when hundreds of thousands of troops arrive at a place, they will stop and sweep through every household, killing people, burning houses, and taking grain!"

"An army of hundreds of thousands, more than the entire population of our county. Such an army, just by being lined up, could stretch for more than ten miles."

"With its sweeping attack covering miles, which household could possibly escape it?!"

"Besides the large-scale military sweep, burning, killing, and looting, there's also a rat plague, which was first discovered in the mountains. Hide in the mountains? There are so many insects and birds in the mountains; if they carry germs, people hiding in the mountains could get infected with the plague!"

"General Liang is merciful and willing to open the gates of the capital city to let us, the people of Wei, go in and escape the ravages of war. If you are not willing to accept this mercy, then so be it!"

"The registration desk will be set up until June 23. Any family that doesn't want to flee the war can register at any time."

The clerk's words stunned the villagers.

A sweeping operation involving hundreds of thousands of troops stretching for over ten miles?

Oh my god, that's terrifying!

"We're going to the capital city! We're going to the capital city to escape the war! We don't want to be eaten by those beasts from the Eastern Desert!"

Upon hearing this, screams erupted again.

"Yes, yes, those beasts from the Eastern Desert eat people and call us the Grain Wei, treating us like food... Run, run! We absolutely cannot stay here! Once we're caught, we'll be thrown into a pot and boiled!"

The villagers were terrified, and no one dared to register that day.

However, some people couldn't bear to throw away their grain, so they took sickles and went to the wheat fields that were still filling out to harvest the green wheat. Qin Jiang, Xu Qiao, and a few other families also wanted to harvest the green wheat, but it was too heavy and carrying it would make traveling too difficult, so none of them went. However, they announced that anyone who wanted to harvest it could go and do so.

Master Xun and Master Qiong also took the students to visit the fields where sweet potatoes and taro were grown.

Looking at the broad, green taro leaves and the sweet potato vines that had already climbed all over the wooden frame, I felt extremely sorry.

Shi Songxin and his team dug up more than a dozen taro plants and were pleasantly surprised to find: "Grandmaster, Master, there are small taro tubers at the base of these six taro plants, as big as dates... It's done, we've succeeded!"

Two hundred students ran over to see... There weren't enough taro plants to go around, so they had to be passed around.

Upon seeing the tiny taro, the students were very excited, and some even had tears in their eyes... The hardships they endured during their time in the countryside were worthwhile; they finally managed to grow high-yield taro.

"It's such a pity. They're still so small, and we're going to be fleeing the war again. I don't know when we'll be able to come back. They'll probably rot and die in the ground."

Old Xun laughed and said, "What are you worried about? The Xue family and Master Chen from Lingnan have planted batches of sweet potatoes and taro in the prefectural city and the capital city. If we can't harvest the sweet potatoes and taro in the countryside, we can harvest them in the city."

"The Xue and Chen families have also planted sweet potatoes in the city? Good, good, good! We students will come and collect the sweet potatoes from the capital city!" The students were delighted, and the young Xue Mingyi was once again praised by his senior classmates.

However, Si Pei corrected Xun Lao again: "Grandmaster, you are using foul language again. We are scholars and should not utter obscene words."

"What is filth? Those who use their abilities to harm others for pleasure are filth. Excrement and urine are fertilizer that can increase production, not filth." Old Xun was still rebellious and had been in a bad mood lately. It was best to avoid him. If you offended him, he would definitely catch you and give you a good scolding.

Why?

He was still angry because he missed seeing the plague patients in Dongming Prefecture and missed out on a precious patient.

“Dig up another thirty taro plants, regardless of whether there are small taro tubers or not, take them with you to escape the war.” Old Qiong looked at the lush taro field and laughed, “We have to show the northerners that the high-yield taro crops of the south can indeed be grown in the north.”

"The teacher is right, everyone, let's dig!" Si Pei, that kid, put on airs again, calling out to his classmates.

However, instead of the pleasant spring outing, there was only chaos and disorder.

"Xu Ji, get out of my way!" Lu Qian protested, shoving Xu Ji.

With two loud thuds, Xu Ji was pushed and stumbled to the ground, tripping Yu Chenghao in front of him.

"Ah, you've smashed all these taro plants!" Si Pei shouted angrily.

Xue Mingyi asked worriedly, "Grandmaster, Master, if the taro stems are gone, will the taro roots die? I heard that removing the lotus leaves will prevent the lotus roots from growing?"

"Where did you hear that?" Old Xun asked dismissively. "No, cutting off the leaves on the ground won't affect the growth of the roots."

Qin Xiaomi drove past this field of sweet potatoes and grains, glanced at it, and said with disdain: "When the Eastern Desert army besieged the city, these things could at most be used as stones to hurt the enemy."

Grandma Qin: "Xiao Mi, you mustn't talk about students like that. They are all learned people, and we should respect them."

But Qin Xiaomi, who had recently become rebellious and irritable, scoffed at the suggestion: "Respect them? Let's talk about that when they stop betraying us."

Among this group are mostly sons of powerful and influential families, such as the Wen family, the Xie family, Lu Qian, Zheng Qianjia, and Young Master Lu. Who knows if they might make some inhuman deals with the enemy in order to save their lives?
Or, could they help the head of the family make some inhuman deal with the enemy?
Anyway...

"It's very chaotic now. Grandma, you can't trust people too much. You have to treat everyone as a spy and be on guard against them."

Grandma Qin couldn't stand it anymore and poked her forehead: "We are all Wei people, and this is the time to unite and fight against the enemy. You mustn't think the worst of people."

"Alright, you don't need to lecture me anymore. Grandma will be more careful. Hurry up and go to the herbal medicine shop to load the herbs we need to take into the car."