I am not Song Qinzong

It's funny to think about it carefully. If you can afford meat, who would only eat vegetables?Not everyone has the ability to turn vegetarian dishes into meat dishes.

At this time, the leader of Mingjiao is Fang La, and in three years, he will set off a large-scale uprising.

However, Zhao Huan was powerless to stop it, at least for now.

Fang La acts secretly, his whereabouts are erratic, and there are many martial arts experts under his command, it is difficult to catch.

Furthermore, based on the current situation in Jiangnan, it seems that apart from Fang La, there is nothing to help.

Li La, Zhang La... Anyone who has integrated the Ming Cult can also rebel.

What Zhao Huan can do is to sort out the officials in the south of the Yangtze River, at least not let this flood become a boost to Mingjiao.

In order not to startle the snake, Zhao Huan deliberately pretended not to have heard of Mingjiao, and only asked: "Apart from the tens of thousands of disaster victims in Runzhou, are there other bigger ones?"

"I know." Li Dazhuang said first: "There are more than a thousand disaster victims who robbed Ganlu Temple, where are they gathered?"

There was a trace of relaxation in his expression, as well as disdain, envy and other emotions.

Zhao Huan was surprised that he could read so many emotions.

It's easy to understand, thinking that the envoys of honest visits don't know Mingjiao.

It's strange that disdain and envy coexist.

Fortunately, Wei Jia resolved this doubt.

"The group of refugees are mostly young and strong, relying on their numbers, they always come to grab the food given to us.

As for stealing, blocking roads and snatching things, Xiaomin also heard that..."

After a pause, Wei Jia said again: "I heard that they still kill people and eat meat!"

"Cannibal?" Zhao Huan got up quickly and asked, "The officers and soldiers of Runzhou don't care?"

"Those dogs... officers and soldiers, as long as they don't attack the city, they don't care." Wei Jia said disdainfully.

The thieves on the main peak of Beigu Mountain don't care too much, how can this group of officers and soldiers control a group of refugees?

It's just that Zhao Huan couldn't sit idly by.

There are more than a thousand refugees who are young and strong, and they have occupied the geographical advantage. If they are ignored and they are recruited by Mingjiao, Runzhou may be in danger.

"Are you familiar with the situation?" Zhao Huan asked.

"Where are the bosses that Xiaomin knows." Wei Jia said.

Zhao Huan asked, "Would you like to take me to see it?"

"It doesn't matter where you come from, it's just this place..." Wei Jia swept around the victims.

At this time, the victims sat quietly on the ground, staring at the group of people.

Apparently, they were also afraid that the Lianfang envoy would run away, leaving them happy in vain.

Zhao Huan pondered for a moment, then said: "Liu Ziyi, you stay here and comfort the victims with Li Dazhuang and Du Xin."

"Calculating the time, it's time for Zhou Ang to come back, why not wait for him to investigate together?" Liu Ziyi said.

"Go and see if it can be influenced first, and then make a decision." Zhao Huan said.

After all, they are still refugees, even if they eat people, they are probably a minority, and they must not be wiped out like Cao Cheng's subordinates.

Therefore, Zhao Huan wanted to go and see for himself.

As for safety, don't worry about it.

It's nothing more than a mere refugee, I'm afraid even a wooden stick can't guarantee a person, and it will definitely not stop Zhou Yunqing and Liang Hongyu from attacking together.

94 Another girl saved

"Actually, what Brother Li said was wrong, the gang didn't rob the Ganlu Temple, but a manor in Qianfeng.

It may be the granary of some big family. They actually got a lot of grain. "

While walking, Wei Jia explained.

This makes sense, otherwise one mountain cannot contain two tigers, and this group of people will either surrender to Cao Cheng or merge with each other, and they will never be safe and sound.

"It's seven or eight miles away from here, is it possible for the visiting envoy to insist?" Wei Jia asked.

"It's okay, just lead the way." Zhao Huan said.

The hard work of three months is not for nothing. The crown prince at this time is not brave enough to beat ten or eight ordinary young and strong. Naturally, it is not a problem.

"I think you look like a scholar, but did you ever go to school?" Zhao Huan asked.

Wei Jiadao: "The honest visit is a clear lesson. Xiaomin also participated in the five-year imperial examination, but he just failed."

"It turned out to be a seed for reading, no wonder it was supported by the disaster victims." Zhao Huan praised.

Those who dared to take part in the imperial examination must have good talent and learning. Zhao Huan decided to let his father reward Wei Jia with a Jinshi background, and then give him an official position to supervise the southern affairs.

Of course, there is no need to say this now.

After walking not far, a large forest appeared in front of him.

The dark branches and leaves rustled under the river wind, like a monster that chooses to eat people.

The phrase "no entry into the forest" applies to heroes in the green forest, and it also applies to marching and fighting, but it is not suitable for this situation.

Who knows how long it will take to get around.

So Zhou Yunqing took the lead, followed by Zhao Huan and the others, and they were forbidden to enter the forest.

The outside was brightly illuminated by the moonlight, but the forest was dark.

Amidst the chirping of insects and birds, Zhao Huan involuntarily grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist.

I didn't notice it before, but now I'm a little afraid of the dark.

Of course, it is impossible for the prince to withdraw from his heart, otherwise the young lady of the Liang family might not laugh at him for the rest of her life.

Taking advantage of the moonlight that leaked through the gaps in the trees, I walked about a hundred steps, and suddenly saw a fire shining in front of me.

Zhou Yunqing turned back and whispered: "Your Highness, there are more than fifty people ahead, refugees."

Zhao Huan thought for a moment, then decided: "Go and have a look."