Ming dynasty grand dude

There was a roar, and a simple knife was dancing "huhuhu~".

Those young men rolled their Adam's apples, but they still gritted their teeth and lowered their heads looking at the gleaming Pu Dao.

The soldiers of the guard station on the city wall of the county seat were waiting in full force, and the gleaming swords, swords, bows and crossbows on the city wall almost made people despair.

It's not really the end, no one really dares to kill officials and rebel.

Rebellion requires beheading, and it is very likely that the whole family will die.

If it is not really desperate, no one will go to that step.

Although the big families suffered a lot of losses after the disaster, they still have granaries stored in high places.

So they survived, took their families and servants to guard the food, and resisted the victims of the disaster.

The victims who had lost everything did not dare to make trouble at first, and some big households in the county even gave porridge out of kindness.

However, as time went on, the porridge was given out less and less.

Relief from the imperial court never came, and it was rumored that some native officials took the opportunity to rebel.

For a while, the whole south of Yunnan was in a panic, and the families immediately retreated and did not dare to give porridge any more.

The victims who had lost their relief began to panic, especially those who came from the rebellious areas of native officials.

To make this situation even worse, the Erhai Lake side is directly closed to the county.

At the same time, the big households arranged servants, and no one was allowed to approach.

It was in this desperate situation that the man who called himself "Li Tailai" came here with a convoy.

There was a lot of food in the big carriage, but they didn't look like government officials.

Under the terrified eyes of the victims, he ordered people to unload the grain, set up a big pot and start serving porridge.

At the same time, people were sent around to gather the victims to go here.

"Good man...you are a living Bodhisattva!!"

When the elderly, children and women have finished eating, they start serving porridge to the young and strong.

What does it look like to be very hungry? !

Many people have never seen it, or even really felt it.

People are so hungry that they can’t think about anything and have nothing in their minds.

Everything seems to be edible, what will they... become.

The answer is: like a ghost.

You can see that the cheekbones on his face are protruding, and the eyeballs are also protruding.

The clothes of the extremely hungry people have already been replaced with food, and they are stripped of their bodies.

It can't be changed, so it will be worn.

The difference between them and the dead is that you can see them panting.

You can clearly see the ribs on their chests one by one.

Their abdomens are sunken, and even their muscles are atrophied.

Their eyes are lifeless, almost indistinguishable from the dead.

Xing, the people suffer.die, the people suffer.

The man in earthen cloth who was delivering porridge silently looked at the crowd, and quietly walked aside.

"What is Mr. Regret thinking?!"

At some point, a man in his thirties with a beard on his face, also dressed in earthen cloth and with a long knife in his waist and hips approached him.

This person is of course Li Fuda who came to southern Yunnan, and beside him are people from the Huoyihui this time.

It's just that this man is quite special. He belongs to a trade association called "Chi Hu Huo Zhu".

"Brother Wei, I'm afraid he is also my brother Bailian?!"

Li Fuda didn't speak, but looked at these victims and asked in a low voice.

This one didn't seem surprised at all, Li Fuda knew his details.

"Wei Jiuming does not change his name or surname in a certain line of business! It is true that he used to be a member of Bailian."

Li Fuda's eyelids twitched when he heard the person's self-reported name.

Twisting his neck with some difficulty, he looked at Wei Jiuming and said in a rough voice.

"But I didn't expect Wei Jiuming, the Wansheng Sword Demon, to serve the little prince."

Wei Jiuming was still unmoved, but just smiled lightly: "It's a bit of a false name, but it makes Mr. Huichi laugh."

Li Fuda felt numb and criticized, what a joke!Just laugh at an egg!

"Suppress the three mountains, hold the five mountains, drive the waves without a trace of ghosts and sorrows" Wan Sheng Daomo, just by hearing the name, he knows that this guy is a ruthless kid.

And such a ruthless kid is actually squatting beside him, Li Fuda must be damned if he doesn't feel chills in his heart.

"It's what Wei thinks of serving the little father-in-law, but the little father-in-law wants Wei to do more of this relief work to cultivate his mind."

But Wei Jiuming turned his head and did not avoid Li Fuda's eyes.

Looking at him, he said softly, "Mr. Regret, Wei has been famous for a long time!"

"Mr. Jiuming is the most famous man! A steel knife cut down the Seven Sects and slaughtered the Six Villages! It can be said to be..."

Li Fuda let out a deep breath, and stared at Wei Jiuming firmly: "The reputation is so great, Li dare not not know it!"

Wei Jiuming did not refute again, but just turned his head to look at the victims.

"Mr. Regret, do you know where Wei was born?!"

This question stunned Li Fuda for a moment, this Wei Jiuming was so skillful back then that he didn't survive.

It is impossible for Bailian's people to report to the government, and the Ming Dynasty is not a future generation.

A missing person is also missing, and the government can at most hang up a headless case and bring it down.

Those in the cottage are directly unregistered savages, and their status is like wild animals.

If you die, you will not be in the sight of the government. It would be nice if someone kindly buried it.

But no one knew about Wei Jiuming's background. When he appeared, he was only rumored to be a member of the White Lotus.

Then several White Lotus sects were slaughtered in just a few months.

The people in Bailian once wondered if the government had noticed something and restrained their actions.

Later, several cottages were also slaughtered, and someone who knew Wei Jiuming learned that he was haunting nearby.

And went to the cottage to investigate, and it was confirmed that he did it.

However, this Wei Jiuming came and went without a trace, not to mention his origin or even his appearance, which few people have seen.

"Wei was actually born in Qin, but he has some relationship with Mr. Li."

Li Fuda was silent, this Qin land really had something to do with him.

But he searched all over his memory, but couldn't figure out what relationship he had with Wei Jiuming.

"Wei's ancestor passed down martial arts from his family, and he is also a white lotus for generations like Mr. Huichi."

As soon as Li Fuda said this, he remembered that there was indeed a sect of the Bailian branch in Qin with the surname Wei.

"Wei won't say much about other things."

Looking at those victims, Wei Jiuming's leopard eyes flashed a gleam.

"If Mr. Huichi intends to do things for the young man, Wei will naturally keep you safe."

Li Fuda's eyelids twitched uncontrollably when he heard this, which means that if I play tricks on it...

As Wei Jiuming spoke, he paused and turned around: "Wei said this because he saw that Mr. Huichi and I also have a close relationship."

"Some thoughts should be rested, and sometimes they should be let go."

After finishing speaking, Wei Jiuming walked aside on his own.

Those who started to be familiar with the road commanded the young and strong who were full to cut wood in the woods to build the city.

The officials on the city wall looked at the victims below the city stupidly, and Wei Jiuming and the others were confused for a while.

What are these people going to do? !Could it be... to gather a crowd to rebel? !

"Quick! Send people to the Duke Qian's Mansion in Spring City, and ask Duke Qian to send troops to help!!"

The poor county magistrate was terrified. There are at least tens of thousands of victims outside the city!

If it really hits, it's a question of whether the city walls of his county can withstand it.

Li Fuda, who was outside the city, silently watched these victims gathering, and walked to Wei Jiuming with a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Jiuming, let Mr. Li tell you the truth! If these disaster victims are left alone, there will be troubles in the long run."

Tens of thousands of people, and I don't know how many disaster victims came one after another.

So many people gather together, if there is no one to control it, it will cause disaster.

Wei Jiuming also felt that going on like this was not an option: "Mr. Huichi, what's your opinion?!"

"Li needs a trade association, take them out!"

Since Li Fuda lost to the young man in the capital, he began to study the young man.

Including "Fat Pile Narrative Collection" and the trajectory of the little father-in-law's previous plan, he never let it go.

"The Huozhi Association wants to open up the road to southern Yunnan, so this is the best time to do it!"

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Chapter 633 The drizzle drizzles and the strong wind rises, cracking rocks and trees like blades (Picking up the land)

As the victims of the disaster continue to gather and the number of people gradually increases, troubles will inevitably follow.

Trouble after trouble, trouble after heap!

Keep sending people away, especially those young and strong who have stayed here for a while.

It is reasonable to ensure that the crowd here is always within a controllable range.

Moreover, these people will inevitably consume a lot of food and supplies if they continue to come.

What if people eat more and more? !

The food and drink of tens of thousands of people is a huge consumption, even if it is porridge.

If disaster victims continue to flood in, how can this consumption of supplies keep up? !

There are more people and it is easy to breed diseases, and the handling of things will be more complicated.

The best way is to let them leave, just as Qianzhou is going to build a post road.

These people can go there, they are disaster victims and they are cheap.

For those who stutter, a few hundred dollars a month can work hard.

If this price is hired in Qianzhou, I'm afraid it won't be available.

However, there are tens of thousands of people here who can invite them, and the young and strong can be responsible for building roads and quarrying stones.

The old and young, women and children can be hired, as long as there is work to do, stuttering, and wages.

These people will not go to a dead end.

As the chief rebel expert of the Ming Dynasty and a veteran of rebellion, Li Fuda is very clear about the rebellion process.

Rebellion cannot take place as long as there is no extreme oppression.

Except for a few careerists, fools with unclear brains, or rebellious families like them.

Most people will not rebel against you as long as they have land and land and can eat and earn money.

But such ambitious people are a minority after all, so any rebellion must wait for a catastrophe.

They also need to lie dormant in places that are beyond the jurisdiction of the state and are already oppressive.