Travel to the Water Margin

Chapter 12

"Authority mission: Disaster relief and appeasement, restore order in Dengzhou area, reward: 3-star soldier card added to soldier resources!

Mission failure: The benefits from each later mission will be reduced by 50%.

Fortune mission: Destroy the Sea Worshipers. Your appearance has aroused the interest of the Sea Worshipers. There seems to be something complicated behind it.Reward: The people in Dengzhou restore their productivity by +20%. Mission failed: they lose their official positions and are exiled to Xixia.
Noble task: This is already GG, so don't waste your words. "

"Another forced mission, but I like it."

Lin Youde said so with confidence, and accepted the task at the same time.

As for who the system says is GG, it doesn't matter.

It is said that Master Zhu patrolled the county with his dog legs, shouting and yelling all the way, instructing everyone to bury stones and drive pilings to make stoves, pile up green bricks, and seal the stove with mud.

"Folks! Come and eat! The Song Dynasty has sent food!"

Zhang San and others stood in front of the stove and distributed porridge to the victims.

When the refugees heard that a warehouse was going to be opened to distribute porridge, they suddenly became excited and started to gather here, crying and howling.

Tens, hundreds, thousands or even tens of thousands of refugees gathered, the scene was noisy and chaotic, and the number of refugees pushing and shoving became more and more troublesome.

It's also fortunate that they were in an emergency, otherwise they might have made a mess by now.

"Master Zhu, what the hell, there are too many people, and there is not enough porridge, so we have to prevent them from rushing over later." Said Zhang San, the dog leg next to him.

Li Si snorted coldly and said: "They dare? Now the boss is investigating the matter of worshiping the Sea Sect, and opening warehouses to help the people is already a great kindness. Anyone who wants to grab food will be punished on the spot!"

At this moment, a middle-aged man suddenly stood up among the refugees who had not received the relief porridge.

With his skinny cheeks, he shouted ferociously:
"Folks, we have to survive, follow me and rush over to grab food!"

The man raised his arms and shouted.

At this time, the people who had been hungry for an unknown period of time also responded one after another.

They have been starving here for too long, and more and more people are gathering. Instead of starving to death here, they might as well fight.

With such thoughts in mind, more and more people rushed forward, and then moved forward like a huge black cloud.

Seeing tens of thousands of people moving towards this side at the same time, Master Zhu was frightened.

Li Si nodded to Zhang San, and the faces of several people turned cold, and they drew out their swords and shouted: "Everyone, step back immediately, or don't blame us! I'll say it again!! Everyone, step back immediately!"

As soon as these words were said, all the soldiers roared in unison with their spears vertically and vertically, and the momentum was overwhelming:
"Back immediately!!!"

The people who were going forward all stopped when they heard this roar.

Afterwards, those common people seemed to see through life and death, and marched forward arm in arm.

Seeing this scene, Li Si yelled coldly: "They are all looking for death!! Brothers, get ready!!!"

"Yes!!"

"stop!"

Just when the two sides were about to collide, a burst of shouting and the sound of horseshoes suddenly came from behind.

Everyone looked over subconsciously.

Smoke and dust flew towards the face, amidst the pervasive smoke and dust, the army horse stood up neighing, its strong thighs kicking, Lin Youde held the rein with one hand in the dust and smoke, the saber in his left hand was out of its sheath, and the sharp knife glared at the crowd.

Immediately scare off a crowd of refugees.

"I am the Zhongxun Lang of the ninth rank in Dengzhou! I have been ordered to quell the civil strife in Dengzhou. You and I will work for a living and those who cause trouble will die!"

Saying that, the long knife was released with a "clang", and the handle of the knife sank directly into the big tree.

Everyone around was frightened immediately, and those who took the lead in making trouble turned around and ran away when they saw that the situation was not good.

Lin Youde pointed his finger, and a tiger howled in the darkness, several begging sounds, and the smell of blood came out.

After the turmoil, more than a dozen large pots were set up in the porridge shed, and they were given as much as they came.

The refugees who came from outside the county were dressed in rags, so shabby that they were no better than beggars. Some of them didn't even have any clothes, so they had to use leaves to cover them. They were really naked.

And Lin Youde stood in front of the refugees, watching them look satisfied after finishing the hot porridge.

But in my heart I tugged.

The people are simple, and it is a blessing to be able to survive starvation during this period.

"My lord," Master Zhu wiped off his sweat, "the food is not enough."

"Didn't you say it's enough for 3 days?" Lin Youde glared at Master Zhu angrily, what the hell, dare to be greedy for ink for relief food?
"No, no, my lord. There are too many people! There are too many people!" Sensing Lin Youde's murderous intent, Master Zhu immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

Lin Youde took a deep look at him and said, "I'm sorry you don't dare, where can I get food?"

Master Zhu, who had escaped the catastrophe, heaved a sigh of relief, and immediately handed over his hand: "The gentry and rich people in Yi County have food, but the salary is not enough. Unless..."

"Unless what?" Lin Youde asked, pulling Master Zhu past him.

"The two counties and the three counties are Nongsangzhong counties. Although they were affected by natural disasters this year, they will leave some grain reserves in previous years. At least they can eat for more than a month."

"Okay, okay, that's great!" Lin Youde's eyes flashed brightly, and he said, "I'll do it right away, you guys take care of your home."

After Lin Youde drew his sword, mounted his horse, and whipped his long whip, the big horse swung outward.

In the darkness, a child with eyes green with hunger, the arm exposed by the tattered clothes used to cover the body, so thin that the bones can be seen, the child who looked really distressed came to Master Zhu timidly.

"Xiao Liuzi, eat! We are finally through! We can survive!"

The corners of Master Zhu's eyes became moist when he saw this thin and frail child. He is the youngest son of the county magistrate, and the only one who survived in the county government of Yi County.

"Thank you, Grandpa Zhu." Little Six took a bowl of porridge with trembling hands.

I also want to be a soldier. Little Liuzi changed his life trajectory because of a dirty-mouthed mess.

Master Zhu wiped away his tears and continued to deliver the porridge. Slowly, each refugee got a bowl of white porridge mixed with sand from Master Zhu, and burst into tears.

But the rest of the people who drank the porridge were so excited that they ran out of the county town, spontaneously propagandizing, and wooing other poor people. Many old and weak women and children heard that Yi County accepts refugees, resettles them and distributes food, and they go there by coincidence.

The common people follow blindly, echo what others say, and follow the tide.

They are not bad, they are not evil, they just don't want to starve to death, as long as they have food to eat.

Along the way, when Lin Youde met other refugees, seeing it in his eyes and feeling pain in his heart, he showed a look of unbearable expression, and accelerated his waving of the long whip.

At this time, the night is dead, and everything is still.

And in Bianliang, the center of the Song Dynasty, in the huge palace, Song Huizong sat on the dragon chair and kept writing.

Regardless of whether they were ministers or servants, they all prostrated themselves on the top of the hall, covering the golden floor tiles.

In His Highness's square, the water for washing the floor was splashed back and forth on the stone slab five or six times, but the soil in the crevices of the stone still stubbornly exuded a disgusting bloody smell.

After beheading the head overnight, the executioner's blade was curled. At this time, His Highness was numbly counting the spoils in the basket by taking advantage of the flickering lights.

A row of men, women and children kneeling in the main hall, all of them were ashen-colored.

There are several places near the crotch where the hot water vapor is connected together.

Cai Jing, Li Bangyan, and Wang Fu bent over and knelt aside, sweat dripping from each of them, as if they were about to fall to the ground in the next moment.

After an unknown period of time, Song Huizong stopped writing and glanced at the few people, "Do you know why I called the three lovers here?"

Several people looked at each other, not knowing how to answer.

Song Huizong picked up the memorial and threw it down. Cai Jing picked it up first and looked at it, and his face became more gloomy.

Song Huizong then spoke: "Three months ago, the Ministry of Household Affairs allocated 30 taels of silver to Dengzhou for disaster relief, and assigned officials to go to rescue the victims. The Ministry of War also sent officials to personally guard the area.

However, today, I received news of the civil strife in Dengzhou, the death of all three local officials of the county and state army, countless people starved to death, displaced, and there is a cult behind it, how are you guys! "

After Song Huizong finished speaking, Cai Jing couldn't help but look up at him, and then his eyes swept across the faces of Li Bangyan and Wang Fu, without making a sound.

Well, this blame is mine again.

Song Huizong was angry, threw the memorial on the table, and said in a deep voice: "Cai Lao, tell me, what should be the crime? What should be the crime?"

Cai Jing did not expect the emperor to be so angry, he quickly knelt down, and said with a face of horror: "Your Majesty, I will use the head of Xiang Shang as a guarantee. This time, the special envoy of disaster relief, Kang Fudi Ji, is watching the relief team in Dengzhou. It will arrive within a month." In Dengzhou, Confucian concubine would never dare to be greedy for ink."

The implication is that it has nothing to do with me, it's just that your daughter's traveling speed is too slow!
Li Bangyan next to him took a step forward to intercede, "I would like to inform your majesty that the disaster relief team should speed up their arrival in Dengzhou first."

Song Huizong paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, and his face became more and more ugly. He remembered the matter of Emperor Kangfu begging him to go to the south of the Yangtze River in early autumn, and he seemed to give her an excuse at the beginning.

Wang Fu also opened his mouth: "Your Majesty, I think it's better to order the surrounding states and counties to assign officials and send more soldiers, put the chaos and order first, and then the three divisions will have a joint trial after the merits of the later period, so that each of them can get justice. "

There is nothing wrong with Wang Fu's words, and people from both parties have stepped down.

Then Cai Jing coughed a few times and looked sick.

Song Huizong glanced at him, but he was not embarrassed: "Let Di Ji speed up! If she is slow, I will spank her when I come back!"

Then he spoke again: "I expect you and Cai Qing's family to supervise the shipbuilding in Dengzhou Shenzhou together, and at the same time, we must rigorously investigate the civil strife in Dengzhou."

Several people quickly knelt down and said diligently: "Minister, obey the order."

(End of this chapter)