This Northern Song Dynasty is a bit weird

Chapter 71 The Helpless Bao Zheng

Now the people of Bianjing are very convinced of Lu Sen.

And the civil service group generally has a high degree of favorability towards him. First, Lu Sen is really good at being a 'human'. He obviously has great supernatural powers, but he never speaks out in court.

Another reason is that Yang Jinhua's wife has done a good job in diplomacy, and even has a tendency to be the head of the Lady Alliance.

After all, the things produced by the home system, whether it is raw vegetables, fruits, or honey, are real hard currency.

Much more valuable than gold.

Hard to find.

What's worse, Yang Jinhua never sells these things, she only gives them away.

There seems to be a saying about who to give it to, how much and how little.

In a short period of time, the trend of the Lady Alliance was established.

But still, no one likes everyone, and Lu Sen is the same.

Bao Zheng was a guest at the house of the Eight Sage Kings, eating rice wine and delicious food, and said slowly, "Zhenzhen Lu took the initiative to participate in this shipping business. Does the Eight Sage Kings have any insights?"

"What kind of opinion can you have?" The eight sage king raised his head and took a sip of the wine, smacking his mouth. This action is very indecent, but the title of the eight sage king, the uncle of the official family, is also a 63-year-old old man , the triple identity made him not care about these little etiquettes at all, and he and Bao Zheng have a very good relationship, and there is no need to care about these etiquettes among friends: "He is the only young man I have ever seen who can't see through."

"Well, you can't even see through the Eight Sages?"

Putting down the cup in his hand, the Eight Sage Kings pinched his beard, thought for a while, and said, "He is more like an old guy than this king."

"Be serious." Bao Zheng chuckled, then poured a glass of Fen wine for the Eight Sages, and said, "If Lu Zhenren hears it, he will probably annoy you."

"This king is not talking nonsense." The Eight Sages slapped the table angrily with his fingers: "No desire or desire, neither greedy for money nor interest in becoming famous."

"But he is famous all over the world now." Bao Zheng chewed a mouthful of dried salted fish, but he had no choice. In the winter, only Lu Sen can produce fresh vegetables.A few days ago, Yang Jinhua also sent a basket to Bao's family, but he didn't eat it. Now he is chewing dried salted fish, Bao Zheng really misses the fresh green vegetables he had eaten a few days ago: "Why does the Eight Sages say that he is right? Not interested in making a name for yourself?"

"This kind of person who really has great supernatural powers, if he wants to become famous, he has already come out. He won't wait for more than a year on the low mountain to be discovered by the officials." An incomprehensible look appeared on the face of the Eight Sages. His brows were tightly locked: "And he didn't get close to the official family, and then asked the official family not to cultivate immortals. This is very interesting."

After listening to the words of the Eight Sages, Bao Zheng couldn't help nodding lightly.

He actually felt the same way.

Before, he had been worried that after Lu Sen was known by the official family, he would suddenly ask the official family to cultivate immortals, so that the official family would ignore political affairs from now on.

However, he did not expect that he would actually 'will' the official army.

Moreover, since entering the court to listen to the discussion, he has never expressed his political opinions. It is obvious that his influence in the court is actually quite good, but he has no intention of using it at all.

"Despite his age, apart from having a wife and a concubine at home, he hasn't played with flowers outside. It is said that he has been visiting the brothel for a while, but he has never had sex with the young lady. In terms of 'sex', he is not considered a hobby. ." The Eight Sages snorted: "Young people are not good at power, reputation, and lust. Isn't this more like an old man than this old man?"

Bao Zheng laughed out loud. He wasn't lewd either, but when he was young and unmarried, he went to the brothel a few times to play.

In this day and age, this is elegance, nothing out of the ordinary.

"Zhenzhen Lu took the initiative to participate in the spice shipping business this time, and even wants to build the Xianjia ship." After Bao Zheng thought for a few breaths in silence, he put down the chopsticks in his hand and said, "This government thinks this matter is spread out. He seemed to be leading us to do something."

"This king also has this idea." The Eight Sages frowned: "Even with that image, this king thinks that he deliberately released it. Now the business of the Spice Islands is only part of his plan."

Bao Zheng sighed.

He was really worried. In his eyes, someone with great powers like Lu Sen was very dangerous.

The whole world can't stand his toss.

The more dormant and immobile such a person is, the more worrying they are.

I don't know what he was thinking about.

In fact, Lu Sen was really thinking about it, and it was a big one.

What he has to do is to find a way to stir up the general trend. When the torrent of the times is formed, even if someone wants to stop it, it will be impossible.

In the morning and after the morning, at home in the afternoon to rest, Lu Sen was practicing calligraphy, when suddenly Ringo walked up to him and said awkwardly, "Lang Jun, I have something to think about... I want to ask you to agree."

"Say it."

Lu Sen still uses Xiaohuangshu to practice calligraphy. To be honest, he feels that the calligraphy he practiced in this way is more warm-blooded.

"I want to go home and have a look." Ringo raised his head and looked at Lu Sen expectantly: "I want to see my father and my brothers."

She didn't want to see her mother, because she often beat her and didn't give her much food, and finally threw her away. If she hadn't met Lang Jun, she would have died long ago.

But she doesn't hate her mother either.

Life in the refugee street was indeed poor, and she could understand why her mother wanted to throw herself away.

"Yes, but Hei Zhu and I have to go with you." Lu Sen put down the wolf in his hand: "Let's go with some letters."

The refugee street was too chaotic, and Lu Sen was worried that Ringo was alone.

Heizhu has eaten and slept well for more than a year, and now his body has begun to grow flesh. In addition, he has begun to practice qi, and Yang Jinhua has taught him a common set of Fuhuquan. Now Heizhu beats a few ordinary people. There is no problem.

As for Lu Sen, although it is already LV1, the attributes have improved, but it is not obvious.

In addition, although he has a sense of qi, he still can't use the 'qi'.

It seems that something is restricting his qi, preventing it from flowing in the body.

But fortunately, his 'inner qi' value has been improving all the time. As long as he practices, he will increase it by at least 1 point every day. Occasionally, there will be two or three points of improvement. It is very strange, and there is no regularity at all.

But Lu Sen doesn't care, just practice, it's enough to accumulate sand into a tower.

After Lu Sen confessed to Yang Jinhua, he took some rice, oil, salt and vinegar and put them in the system backpack.

He didn't dare to give the things produced in the yard. For ordinary people, when such good things were handed over to them, they would harm them.

Especially now that Lu Sen is already very famous.

When they were ready, the three of them set off together. For the sake of safety, Hei Zhu even carried a wooden stick in his hand.

It took about half an hour for the three of them to reach the refugee street.

Because of the cold winter, almost no one on the dirt roads of the refugee street... all huddled at home to keep warm. The poor might not even have shoes to wear, so how could they run around.

Walking on the familiar dirt road, smelling the foul smell that was once familiar and accustomed to, Ringo was a little nervous.

When he was about to get home, Lu Sen stopped and gave Ringo a small amount of Zami and a little oil and salt.

Lu Sen didn't dare to give too much, for fear that if he gave too much, he would kill the Ringo family.

Ringo stood at the door with the letter in hand, looking at the tattered wooden door, she hesitated for a long time before knocking gently on the door.

The first time no one answered.

Then Ringo knocked again for the second and third times, and then an unpleasant woman's voice came from inside, very weak: "Whoever knocks on the door outside, our family has no money, no rice, and no one. Eat, just eat me."

"Mother, it's me, little girl."

Ringo's voice was a little timid.

Lu Sen pulled Heizhu back ten meters.

At this time, the door was opened with a slit, and there was a wax-yellow face that was almost skinny like a skeleton.

Those eyes were even more cloudy and numb.

Looking at the clean and fair Ringo outside the door, this terrifying woman finally had a little radiance in her eyes.

She looked up and down at Ringo, and seemed to say incredulously, "Is it really a little girl?"

Ringo nodded vigorously.

Even though he has lived a good life with Lang Jun for more than a year, every once in a while, Ringo still dreams of the day when he was thrown away by his mother.

Then woke up.

She always thought that although she didn't hate her mother, she wouldn't miss her anymore, but when she saw someone standing in front of her, so depressed and sick, she burst into tears.

"Mom, can you let me in?" Ringo said with tears, "I miss you, my dad, and my brothers so much."

"Come in." The woman opened the creaking, rotten wooden door.

Ringo walked in, and the familiar musty smell rushed into her nose. Although Lu Sen's side had long been accustomed to the fragrance of birds and flowers in the sea of ​​flowers, she didn't hate this kind of smell.

After all, this is the smell she smelled sensible when she was a child.

Looking around, there was only a low dirt pit, two ugly wooden benches, and ugly benches.

She put down the letter in her hand, looked left and right, and couldn't help but ask, "Mum, where are my dad and brothers."

"No more." The woman slowly sat on the pit and said slowly.

Ringo's face suddenly turned pale.

"It happened last year. About a month after you were picked up, your father caught a cold, his face was red, and he lost his anger within a few days." Tears came: "I didn't wait for your father's burial, Er and San also got colds one after another, and went with your father. It must be your father who was worried that I was incapable and could not feed your two younger brothers. , and then they were taken away, so as not to suffer in the world."

As she spoke, the woman's eyes flowed even more. She didn't cry out, but the voice she spoke was even more unpleasant and desolate than crying.

Ringo squatted on the ground, buried his face in his arms, and kept sobbing.

After crying for a long time, she raised her head and asked with tears on her face, "Where are Dad and brother buried?"

"It's in the ditch behind the house, I'll show you here." The woman slowly got up, but just as she left the ditch, she rolled her eyes and fell to the ground.

Ringo was startled, and then exclaimed: "Mum and Mum, don't scare me!"

Lu Sen and Heizhu heard the movement outside and rushed in.

Seeing Lu Sen, Ringo seemed to see the backbone, she rushed over and hugged Lu Sen's leg, crying, "Lang Jun, please, save my mother, I only have my mother. "

Heizhu looked around, and when he saw the walls of the disciples, he showed a clear expression.

He saw too many similar things when he was a beggar.

In a place like the refugee street, in winter, if there is no food, it is a dead person.

Very normal.

So sometimes, going to Wuyou Cave to be a beggar is a way to survive.

This is also the reason why Wuyou Cave is difficult to clean.

As long as there are poor people who can't eat, Wuyou Cave can never be swept away.

Wild fire, in spring.

Lu Sen patted Ringo's head and said, "Move aside first, I'll take a look."

He squatted down, probed the woman's breath with his fingers, looked at her face, and then pulled her sleeves away, and saw an arm that was no different from a bone", separated by a thin layer of The skin, the shape of the arm bones can be seen.

"I'm starving, I've been malnourished for a long time." Lu Sen took out a peach from the system backpack, handed it to Ringo, and said, "Don't worry, feed her something to eat first."

Ringo nodded vigorously.

Then she chewed the peaches with her mouth and fed them into the woman's mouth.

It didn't matter at all that the woman smelled bad.

In less than 3 minutes, the woman woke up, and her energy and blood seemed to be better.

Seeing that her mother was awake, Ringo hugged her and cried for a while in fear, then took the rice and started busy in the house.

She wants to make some porridge for her mother to drink.

Lu Sen walked outside the door, and he probably guessed what happened to Ringo's house.

There are low and low mud brick houses in front of them. There are at least [-] people on the street, but there is not a single person on the street. It is as quiet as a ghost land.

Lu Sen knew what was happening in this place.

Many people are waiting to die.

He felt that when the ship to the Spice Islands was established, if he recruited a group of people to go there, he should be able to survive for many people.

It's just that the distant thirst can't be quenched, and it will be at least two months later, and now, there should be many people in the refugee street facing the same life and death catastrophe as Ringo's mother.

Lu Sen waited outside the door for a long time. After Ringo finished feeding his mother the porridge, he left the letter, and then the three returned to the low mountain.

He let the two go home first, while he went to Kaifeng Mansion.

Bao Zheng was instructing his official business, and when he heard Lu Sen's visit, he entertained him in the study.

"What kind of wind blows Lu Zhenren to this old man."

Bao Zheng has no pretense of being an official.

Lu Sen said lightly: "The refugee street in the north, the weather is freezing cold, and the people are gone one after another. Officials and officials, do you really have no intention of solving it?"

Hearing this, Bao Zheng was stunned for a moment. He showed helplessness at first, and then said angrily: "We have tried to find a way, but there is no way, they are simply stubborn!"

Hearing this, Lu Sen was a little surprised and asked, "What's going on?"

Bao Zheng immediately told the matter.

It turns out that the problem of the refugee street, Baiguan has long been aware of, and has long been determined to solve it.

They have issued a series of policies, giving farm tools and land in other counties. As long as they are willing to go to other places to live, the government is even willing to distribute food rations on the road.

But even so, only a very small number of people are willing to go elsewhere to develop.

Most of them stayed.

"The former governors of Kaifeng have all been troubled by this, and the old man is the same." Bao Zheng patted the table again, and said angrily: "Before the winter in this mansion, I took the first class to arrest the refugees. The street persuaded people to settle down in other counties where there was spare land, not to mention wealth and honor, at least to have food and survive. As a result, those people didn’t even bother to pay attention to the old man, and many people even threatened Kaifeng Mansion to help them in the city Settle a piece of land here to live, otherwise they won’t leave. A few of the chiefs were so angry that they threw their knives, and even the edge of the knife was on their necks. These people would rather lose their heads than leave.”

Lu Sen was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help crying.

At the same time feel a little sad.

(End of this chapter)