The first cause of all realms

Chapter 126 Meet the Classmates!
The shepherd of a state, the great official of the frontier, and the parent official of hundreds of millions of people, just sobbed and bowed to admit their mistakes under the watchful eyes of everyone.

This scene is undoubtedly extremely shocking to the people inside and outside Qingzhou City.

It was evening and the wind was high.

As the sound drifted, there was silence inside and outside Qingzhou City.

For a moment, even the roiling refugee team quieted down. Looking at the old man in front of the carriage, some were in awe, some were wronged, and some were crying.

"Nie Wendong..."

Hearing this voice, Yang Ju's movements also slowed down, his expression uncertain.

Nie Wendong's reputation in Qingzhou is not bad, but based on what he has seen and heard along the way, Yang prison really can't regard him as a parent official with a heart for the people.

But now this scene...

"Amitabha."

Jie Se clasped his palms together and recited a long mantra, a little surprised:
"Yizhou's parents confessed their mistakes before the city, but I don't seem to have heard of it. This Lord Nie, really..."

Rebooting is a bit moving.

In this situation, no one could find any faults or omissions, but he always felt a little weird in his heart.

How could a good official who was devoted to his duty and cared about his parents wait for the refugees to come to the city of Qingzhou before taking any action?
"He He……"

On the tower, the expressions of the generals of the Qingzhou Army changed a few times, as if they hadn't expected such a situation at all.

"What does he want to do..."

Yuan Jingying muttered to herself.

Looking at the old man who sincerely admitted his mistakes, as if he had a heart for the common people, he felt a chill down his spine and numbness in his scalp.

What's wrong with this old guy?
But the next moment, he knew.

"Wendong is well aware of the sufferings of your fathers and fellow villagers. Although the court has not yet allowed it, Wendong is still determined to open a warehouse to release grain! If there is any accountability from the higher authorities, I, Nie Wendong, will bear it!"

As Nie Wendong said, he made a long bow:
"It is necessary for the elders to live and eat, so that I can be forgiven for my crimes!"

"..."

The voice echoed outside the city, and the response was complete silence.

Yang Jue's eyelids twitched, looking back at the reboot, the latter also frowned, and said in a low voice:

"This person has a traitor in his heart!"

Treacherous as loyal!

It was just the first sound, but Yang Jue was still a little shaken, suspecting that he had misunderstood the state shepherd before, maybe he was just incompetent, not a villainous person.

But when he spoke for the second time, there was a sneer in his heart.

Opening granaries to release grain to aid victims has been done throughout the dynasties. Even if they are not allowed, it is mostly a merit. Why do they need to die?
What's more, this old guy's voice is too loud, and his emotions are too good.

Clearly practiced...

"Master Qingtian!"

Following Nie Wendong's long bow and the sound of confession full of sadness and guilt, a cry rang out from the mighty refugee team.

"My lord, save us..."

A cry sounded, as if it would be contagious. These refugees who had traveled a long distance, many of whom had died relatives and friends, could not recognize the tears and sobs.

After arriving, there seemed to be thousands of people crying.

The momentum was so great that the soldiers at the head of the Qingzhou city couldn't help rubbing their eyes, and their hands holding the weapons were a little wet.

"grown ups…"

Behind the carriage, Yu Wanghai stood with his hands down. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help being touched:

"Is this the prestige of the Ming court?"

"grown ups…"

Amidst the howling and crying, the old servant standing beside the carriage with his hands down slightly frowned and looked at the carriage.

In the chariot, an old man in white robes, like an old farmer, held his granddaughter's hand and looked at the group of refugees crying everywhere.

One bow and two speeches have caused thousands of people to cry and cry. Is this because Nie Wendong's prestige is so grand and his methods are so high?

No.

Through this scene, he saw something deeper.

From Qin to Ming, dynasties changed in 3000 years. The territory of the Ming Dynasty was not the most extensive, and its cultural and martial arts were far from the first. However, its prestige among the people was incomparably grand.

Suddenly, he seemed to see the beginning of the founding of the country.

Also in this city of Qingzhou, there is a small man with a big book on his head, who spent 12 years walking into the capital.

In one fell swoop, the entire Qingzhou officialdom was overthrown, and the blood of the gentry was dyed red on the moat of Qingzhou.

This incident caused a sensation all over the world, and even made Qingzhou's people allege. Qingzhou soldiers were also born at that time.

Until now, 400 years later, there are strong soldiers in the world.

Once upon a time, this was a good story about the king treating the people with sincerity, and the people repaying the king with loyalty.

pity……

"Grandfather..."

Xu Wenji let out a long sigh, feeling sour in his heart.

Nie Wendong, Nie Wendong.

You know, what you have trampled on is not only the law and people's hearts, but also the people's last trust in the imperial court!

"grandfather……"

Hearing the cries one after another, the little girl shrank back in fear.

"grown ups?"

The old servant frowned slightly.

"I'm sorry, Brother Huang, to accompany me for a walk through this dragon's pond and tiger's den!"

Xu Wenji smiled slightly.

Huang Sixiang smiled back and bowed slightly:

"So wish!"

Xu Wenji nodded slightly, and the old servant led the poor horse forward, passing somewhere, he whispered:
"My lord, that little guy seems to have noticed us."

Xu Wenji looked sideways, and at a corner of the crowd in the distance, a young man with a knife and a sword and a big bow on his back was looking at him with frowning eyebrows, and he couldn't help nodding and smiling back.

"The old man..."

The frown was relieved, Yang Jue's heart moved slightly, and he had already guessed the identity of the old man.

Yes.

Only this old man has the ability and courage to gather the refugees to this point.

Gollum~
As the carriage passed by, all the refugees retreated in awe and gratitude.

"Ok?"

On the top of the city, Yuan Jingying and others' hearts skipped a beat.

As the carriage galloped out of the crowd, an unspeakable aura instantly made them nervous.

"That is……"

Nie Wendong's pupils shrank, and a smile appeared in his heart:
"It's really you!"

When he got the news that a large number of refugees came to Qingzhou, the first thing he thought of was his late blooming classmate.

No one else would have had such guts except him.

such ability.

He glanced behind him slightly, Yu Wanghai nodded slightly, and as he took a step, he let out a low voice:
"Who is coming?"

boom!
There was a thunderclap on the ground.

This shout was much louder than Nie Wendong's voice, and it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"The carriage..."

The monk who reboots is slow-witted.

But he also has a strong sense, and he has noticed an unusual aura with a glance.

The old man leading the horse had a calm and indistinct breath, but in his senses, he was as majestic as a mountain, which brought him an extremely strong sense of danger.

"he is……"

Before Yang Jue finished his sentence, he heard an old and firm voice explode in the crowd, resounding in Qingzhou:

"Yunzhou, Xu Wenji!"

Xu Wenji? !

As the voice reverberated, Qingzhou City was filled with astonishment, but there were also some guesses, not too much shock.

"he came……"

There was a playful smile on the corner of Yuan Jingying's mouth. He looked around at his colleagues with a half-smile:

"It's fun to watch!"

The rest of the Qingzhou generals were taken aback, but then they all reacted, either sneering or joking.

"Xu, Master Xu?!"

There was an uproar among the refugees.

Even though some of them had doubts about this old man who comforted the refugees and summoned everyone to Qingzhou, they never thought of this poor old man with only a carriage and a carriage.

It will be Xu Wenji, the world-famous veteran.

That's Xu Wenji!

From the small town of Yunzhou to the land of Gyeonggi, the famous veterans of several dynasties all over the world!
Stories about him have been widely spread in Qingyun Three States, even some boys are familiar with this name.

Or if they were too shocked, the crying on the side of the refugee stopped, and everyone looked at the carriage that was slowly driving to the other side.

"It's actually him?"

The rebooting monk's heart trembled slightly, and his expression suddenly became complicated.

"Do you recognize this Master Xu?"

Yang Yu was slightly surprised.

"It's more than just acquaintance? In the martial arts, this Master Xu's name is also very great."

The abstaining monk has a complicated expression:

"Have you heard of 'Ten Ways to Govern a Country'?"

"Slightly heard."

Yang Yu was a little stunned.

Governing the ten directions of the country should be regarded as the beginning of Master Xu's real entrance into the eyes of the world. Similarly, it is also the point where he has been criticized by others.

Zhao Wang Zhang Xuanba of the Western Mansion was seriously injured because of the destruction of the mountain.

"Cutting down mountains and ruining temples, cleaning up rivers and lakes."

The abstaining monk shook his head slightly:

"In just eight words, how many martial arts sects have broken their inheritance..."

"To count the world's sects is not to wipe out all the sects, but to clean up the places where the filth is hidden. For those who commit crimes, the inheritance will be broken. What's the big deal?"

Yang prison did not agree.

Xu Wenji took back the "Ten Ways of Governing the Country" by himself, and this is where he is really criticized.

call!
The cold wind is blowing.

Outside the moat, one mile apart, two carriages faced each other far away.

"Brother Xu has worked hard from afar, but it is really a sin, a sin, to fail to welcome him from afar."

Nie Wendong cupped his hands far away, quite enthusiastically.

A mile away, Xu Wenji didn't even get out of the car, he just lifted the curtain casually, glanced at him lightly, and put it down again:
"Master Nie has worked hard for many years. Today's Qingzhou is becoming more and more sparsely populated. The problem of land annexation, which has been a headache for emperors and ministers of all dynasties, has been greatly alleviated in Qingzhou!"

"Qingzhou is a place of bitter cold. Brother Xu has lived in the capital for a long time, maybe there is a misunderstanding, why don't you go back to the city and talk about it?"

Being ridiculed face to face, Nie Wendong's expression remained unchanged, but his smile faded a little.

"We used to be classmates, but we are not friends. We don't talk speculatively, and there are too many half-sentences. I don't like to talk about it, and you suffer even more!"

Xu Wenji's attitude was indifferent, he put down the curtain of the car, and walked slowly into the city.

"Xu Dufu..."

Watching the carriage go away, Nie Wendong's face turned blue and red.

After a long while, Nie Wendong's expression returned to normal, and he waved his hands to let a group of soldiers come forward to resettle the refugees.

"My lord, Xu Wenji is not kind..."

There was no one else around, so Yu Wanghai came forward full of worry.

"The visitor is not kind? Let me see him..."

Looking at the chaotic refugees in front of the moat, Nie Wendong's eyes filled with disgust, and he turned indifferently:
"What can I do?"

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