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Qin Ke nodded. There was only one general in Jingwu, but An Ren's subduing like this probably made Qin Ke feel a little funny, but at least it also proved that walking around with Gao Changgong is not to say that it is not to rule the world, but at least it is at least unscrupulous. Bar.

An Ren became angry, but not to Qin Ke, but to the servant next to him: "What are you still doing? Build me a boat plank, and I will go there to plead guilty." If you want him to jump over several feet, I'm afraid he will fall into the water with a plop.

Jia Ding was still concerned about the giant racket and couldn't get back to his senses for a long time. Now that An Ren yelled loudly, he suddenly became agitated, bent down and greeted the sailor as humbly as possible.

But Qin Ke was still a little angry in his heart, and simply smiled and said: "It doesn't need to be so troublesome."

Then he reached out his hand swiftly, and before An Ren could react, he grabbed his collar——

"Abu!"

Abu just climbed up along the side of the ship, saw An Ren passing by in the air, smiled helplessly, jumped again suddenly, caught An Ren just in time, and then landed safely on the ship.

Anren didn't care about the fright in his heart, he even ran towards the cabin with a scramble, his appearance was so hasty, it even made those Yingying and Yanyan laugh.

Qin Ke walked towards the woman in purple clothes, pulled out the scarf from her chest, and asked doubtfully, "Did you drop this thing?"

The women around had already calmed down from the fright just now, and when they heard Qin Ke's question, they all laughed coquettishly.

Qin Ke scratched his head, not understanding what these women meant.

And the woman in purple clothes looked at him with beautiful eyes, covered her mouth and smiled softly: "Fool."

In Jingwu, if a woman likes a man, she will throw her handkerchief down the stairs and give it to the man.And when the man gets the scarf, he will naturally know the woman's affection, and the two will choose a place for a tryst, and even later the two get engaged.

This was originally a love story from a Wu country, but now, it has already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and has become an unwritten custom.

Of course, the woman in crimson purple clothes threw this scarf more as a joke, but Qin Ke was born in the Mo family, and he was completely ignorant of this Jingwu custom, so some pearls threw it secretly.

The woman in purple clothes said: "No need, I'll see you off."

Looking at the beauties everywhere, although apart from the woman in the purple dress, they are all short of Zhang Fu, but it is enough to dazzle his eyes.

He smiled back in embarrassment, although he didn't understand what it meant, but since someone gave him something and he had no enmity with her, he couldn't throw this thing into the water.

After thinking about it, he could only stuff the things back into his arms, and jumped back to the big boat, followed by another burst of laughter like silver bells.

Looking at the handsome man in front of him, An Ren never imagined that he could be so close to him. Earlier, he got the news that Gao Changgong had left Jianye City without knowing where he was going. I went hunting, but it turned out that I came to Wu County without making a sound!

"General..."

Gao Changgong smiled, Zhang Fu beside him slowly poured him a cup of tea, he took a sip, and said, "Why, you don't want me to sell the boat to you now?"

"What are you talking about..." An Ren hurriedly apologized with a smile, "I can't get your boat, even if I have ten guts...I, I just couldn't get angry with those people, they broke the dam, and washed away countless fertile fields of my house , so it’s just to save their face.”

An Ren looked embarrassed and indignant at the same time, which made Gao Changgong laugh for a while.

Then he showed a curious look, and asked, "Oh? To save their face, who are these 'they'?"

Intentionally biting down two words, Gao Changgong raised his eyes to An Ren.

"Sun Yi!" An Ren gritted his teeth and said, "This time, how many officials of the Sun family were involved in the destruction of the embankment and flooding the fields. I don't believe that the Sun family themselves don't know! Even if it's a dragon, you have to lie down on the ground!"

When he said this, Anren's dandyism came back again, but he immediately realized that Gao Changgong was sitting in front of him, and quickly lowered his head and smiled flatteringly: "Of course... General, aren't you Long, you are... God, Jingwu God of War, whoever lies down in front of you will lie down."

Gao Changgong laughed: "I think what you are afraid of is not me, but your father's board?"

"Where is it?" An Ren swore, "The General is a great hero in the hearts of our young people, and it's too late for us to worship... Even if we're not afraid, it's because we love him too much..."

"Nice flattery." Gao Changgong nodded, then pretended to be puzzled and asked, "But... do you know who this Sun Yi is?"

An Ren was stunned for a moment, not knowing what Gao Changgong was asking, and slowly replied: "Sun Yi...isn't he... from the Sun family?"

"anything else?"

An Ren frowned and thought, but couldn't answer.

Gao Changgong's voice immediately changed from indifferent to severe, and he said angrily: "The Sun family? Which Sun family? Sun Yi is the governor, and this is an official position given to him by Jing Wu, but you say he is from the Sun family. Is it possible that this Jing Wu They all belong to the Sun family?"

An Ren said blankly: "No, I dare not, I didn't say that..."

"Didn't you say that? Then you intercepted Governor Sun, even forcibly bought his boat, and interfered with his official duties. If you lose face, whose face do you lose? Is it the Sun family's face?" Gao Changgong's voice sounded, "This is the court's face! Anren, in the past, I don't care about your dominance, and I don't want to care about it, but this time you reach out to hit the court in the face. You are so majestic!"

An Ren's complexion was pale, and he was sweating profusely. After all, he was a son of a noble family, and he had received that kind of upbringing since he was a child. After being a little bit respectful by Gao Changgong, he soon understood what the consequences of his actions would bring.

"General, I definitely didn't mean that!" An Ren knelt down heavily, "If what I said is a lie, let a thunderbolt strike me to death, and then throw me under the boat...hey, big fish !"

Gao Changgong sneered: "You don't have to swear to me, I believe it, because you don't have that brain yet."

The words were obviously mocking him, but he felt at ease when he heard them, and he said with a smile on his face, "The general understands me."

"In the future, use your brain more when you do things." Gao Changgong didn't have that interest in understanding him, and in a blink of an eye, his usual idle smile returned to his face, and he waved his hand, "Get out!"

An Ren turned around, feeling that he had never run so fast before.

Although the building boat was using its fastest speed to get out of the way of the river, and even "escorted" ahead, after such a commotion, the time was still delayed.

There was no wind in the afternoon, and the shriveled sails looked a bit depressed, listless like a deformed child drowsy.

Even with the advancement of water, Qin Ke and others still failed to reach Wu County as scheduled.

When the sky gradually dimmed, the sunset glow was as bright as floating rouge, and the stars and bright moon gradually emerged in the night.

"The port is ahead." Qingzhou Ghost Rider is furling the sails, ready to drop anchor, "Prepare to stop the ship!"

Qin Ke looked at the hot scene on the boat, and even Abu was pulling the cable separately, but he didn't know how to control the boat, so he didn't go to meddle in it.

An Ren and all the slaves got off the boat first, and the accompanying Yingying and Yanyan were still excitedly talking about the giant racket that soared into the sky, secretly guessing which master from Jingwu was resting on the boat, and then was Every household has already been waiting for a long time for the carriage or sedan chair to pick them up.

And in the last dim light of the sky, An Ren did not leave on his own, but stood cautiously at the port, and the house slaves standing behind were holding various dishes in their hands.

Chapter 138 The Porridge Shed

In Anren's building boat, there are several famous chefs from all over the world. They were originally in charge of holding banquets on board. When he was about to arrive in Hong Kong, he specially ordered the famous chefs to cook on fire, vowing to save today's absurd and troubled fall. The face of the family.

Gao Changgong walked out of the cabin slowly, walked off the boat along the slats, looked at An Ren's remorseful expression, smiled, and said, "What are you doing again?"

An Ren lifted his drooping head slightly, but he didn't dare to stand up straight. He hunched his back like an ordinary servant treated him, and carefully looked at Gao Changgong's expression with his two big mouse-like eyes, and said timidly: "An Ren Knowing my own mistakes, even if I die on the spot, it will be difficult to make up for the stupid things I did in front of the general today. Fortunately, An Ren has these famous chefs from the north and the south, and their craftsmanship is not bad. Let the wind wash away the dust, you see..."

He suddenly stopped talking, because he found that Gao Changgong was not looking at him at all, but slanted over his shoulder, looking at the porridge shop that served the victims.

It was the second meal of porridge at the porridge shop, and the ragged victims with little expression on their faces lined up in a long line, holding complete or incomplete clay bowls in their hands, but their eyes were fixed on the mouth of the mouth. In the cauldron of white smoke, some people angrily scolded the people in the porridge shed for being too slow, and some complained that the people in front were not moving fast enough.

Qin Ke took a few steps forward in a daze, and saw that some victims were holding broken bowls in one hand and holding children in the other. Those children also held bowls in their hands, but smaller and more broken. Their faces were dirty, and the snot was about to hang on their lips, but they didn't respond at all, they just couldn't help but licked the side of the bowl with their petite tongues, looking a little impatient.

"The porridge is hot! Don't rush to eat it! Blow it well, or you will burn it!" The face of the person who served the porridge was covered with a cloth, and his voice seemed a little muffled, but he still pulled his throat vigorously.

The soldiers with knives on their waists walked around with serious expressions. Once they caught those rogues trying to jump in line, they would scabbard them mercilessly, then picked up their collars and threw them to the back of the line go.

However, this kind of behavior was not disgusted by the victims. On the contrary, many victims looked at it gloatingly and laughed from time to time.

Those rogues also knew that they were wronged, and they were caught on the spot, so they could only stand awkwardly at the end of the queue with their bowls in their hands, rubbing their shriveled stomachs, and showing the same anticipation in the eyes of other disaster victims.

Someone had already come out of the porridge shop carefully carrying a bowl, and a few large tents had been set up by the side yamen.

Leaning against the pillar, they squatted down slowly, but they were blowing one mouthful after another. Before the heat dissipated, they couldn't wait to get to the bowl and began to drink in big gulps, like a baby sucking greedily. The mother's milk was average, and then, when they drank the last drop of silver soup at the bottom of the bowl, they began to use their dirty hands to pull the few overcooked rice grains left at the corners of their mouths.

Even if the rice porridge is light and can only drink half full, at least they survived another day. Compared with those who died in the flood or died of hunger, they were lucky enough.

At a glance, the tents were already full of victims eating porridge, and some of them started to lie down on straw mats and fell asleep after finishing their porridge.

Abu was a cowherd boy when he was a child, and his hometown has never suffered a famine, and his life is decent, but seeing such a scene, he was also shocked.

The letter Zhou Gongjin submitted to the central government said that the disaster situation has been basically brought under control, which means that this is a slightly better situation. In the early days, could the disaster situation here be worse than this?

Thinking of this, Abu frowned.

And Qin Ke didn't say a word at this time, his feet uncontrollably walked towards the porridge shop.

Another scene like this...

Qin Ke recalled the days when he fled famine with his parents, and thought of the dead people everywhere, his lips gradually turned pale, those starving people who were so hungry used to eat grass roots, and then saw that the soil on the ground looked like white flour, and rubbed it with Shangshui Once you knead it, it becomes the sweetest bread in the world...

Fortunately, what he sees now is no longer such a hell-like scene. There is a porridge shop here, and there are so many people working hard for the livelihood of the victims...

Hope is a very precious thing, without it, people will really be blind, their eyes will be as greedy as beasts, or as muddy as a swamp - and although the victims here are in a mess, their faces His smile is so real.

"Ake." Abu trotted a few steps and followed Qin Ke.

The two entered the porridge shop together, and with the waist card of Taixuetang, they quickly took over the little official who was already tired and about to faint, and continued to serve porridge to the victims.

Gao Changgong's eyes lingered on the victims for a long time, then looked at Qin Ke and Abu who were sweating profusely, smiled, and finally turned his eyes back to An Ren.

The dishes held by the servant behind him are really exquisite, each plate is steaming, the big fish caught in the big river is simmering slowly, exuding a fresh and fragrant smell, steamed lamb, roast suckling pig, Croquettes and stewed vegetables can also make people move their index fingers when they smell it. Even the most simple and ordinary vegetables and tofu can be seen from the soup. Carved into the shape of a bird, and the green vegetables are arranged into branches and leaves, it looks like a painting of a bird standing on the treetop singing in spring, I don’t know how much effort has been wasted...

Gao Changgong laughed out loud, but the laughter gradually revealed a bit of loneliness. He waved his hand and said, "No need."

An Ren suddenly raised his head, his lips trembling in panic, and tentatively said: "Is...are these cooks not doing well enough? Or...the general has no appetite at the moment, then...by the way, I still have a If the general is used to the food in Jianye City, I will order my servants to bring it to you right now."

Gao Changgong shook his head, sighed quietly and said, "Master An, stop making trouble."

An Ren panicked and said: "Don't worry, General, what kind of young master am I, what can I tell you to speak, you speak..."

Gao Changgong supported his forehead and said: "It's really unnecessary. If you can exchange these meals for big cakes, it would be best to give each of these victims one piece. As for me, it doesn't matter if I eat or not."

After finishing speaking, he brushed past An Ren, and the Qingzhou Ghost Riders slowly put on their green-faced and long-toothed ghost masks, led the horses, and slowly followed behind Gao Changgong.

An Ren felt that those Qingzhou ghost riders wearing evil ghost masks would look at him every time they walked past him, which made him a little terrified.

Although some of these Qingzhou ghost riders are not able to practice, he also knows that with his meager ability, even if he has a little blood and blood, in front of these killing machines, the only way is to die on the spot.

And the most important thing is that the Qingzhou Ghost Rider has been famous all over the world for only a few years. Back then, he killed tens of thousands with [-] people. Who can not be afraid of three points?

And he followed the direction of Gao Changgong and the others, and naturally saw the appearance of those victims, and immediately understood what Gao Changgong meant in his words.

"Go, distribute all the food to the victims." An Ren whispered to the servants.

The servant was stunned, looking at the victims in ragged and dirty clothes, his eyes showed a bit of disgust: "To the victims? Master... this is..."

"Go as soon as I tell you to go, what's the point?" An Ren said with a straight face, he made up his mind to please Gao Changgong, "Then ask the cook to cook some food, um... aren't there still a few pigs on the boat? They're all slaughtered." !"

"Yes..." Looking at An Ren's appearance, the servant naturally knew that there was no room for change in this matter, but he felt a little uncomfortable when he thought that these delicacies made by famous chefs were going to be distributed to these victims.

Originally, these delicacies enjoyed by the host family, if they are not finished at the table, they still have a chance to feast on them, the servants, and how can these disaster victims deserve to eat these good things?

Feeling a bit depressed, the servant walked towards the victims.

The news of Gao Changgong's coming to Wu County was naturally sent out a few days ago through a message, so people came to greet him in a short while.

Looking at those respectful officials, Gao Changgong smiled back, but asked them to lead the Qingzhou Ghost Riders and arrange for them to station and feed the horses, and then he wandered around to check.

Even though he was dressed in gray, he couldn't hide his appearance which was completely different from those around him.So he simply put on a bamboo hat, watched Qin Ke and Abu struggling to cook porridge from a distance, and couldn't help laughing.

Perhaps, they will all have times when they stand alone, such as now, and in the future... maybe they can do better than themselves.

He firmly believed in it, he just didn't know when that day would come.

The more he climbed the peak, the more Gao Changgong felt that he was so low.

Compared to Zhuge Wanling, maybe he also saw this, so he forced himself like that?

Just what did he see?

What Zhuge Wanling mentioned in his sleep...

Apocalypse... what is it?

Chapter 139 Stampede

The servants of Anren still acted arrogantly, obviously distributing the delicacies in their hands to the victims, but their posture was high, as if they had become a group of rich children at this time. When passing by a street, they saw a group of people full of The smelly beggar threw a few copper coins and let them fight for them.

It is difficult for the victims to eat enough for so many days, where can they have a meal of meat?

People at this time have no dignity at all, their eyes are red, even if the roast chicken in the fight fell to the ground and was stained with sewage, they still gathered in groups and tore the roast chicken into countless pieces, Many people even bit their tongues when stuffing them into their mouths.

This is a pain for the officials who manage the scene, and the good order that was finally maintained has turned into a mess.

And An Ren was instructing those famous chefs to roll up their sleeves and set up a barbecue grill on the shore. The whole pig was rolling and dancing on the flames. The famous chefs brushed a layer of honey and sprinkled spices on it.

Gao Changgong smiled sarcastically, these gentry children, where did they really suffer from that kind of suffering?I asked him to make some noodles and distribute them to the victims, but this kid actually played some big roast pork here just to please me?

I don't know how many people were affected by the disaster on this river bank. Even if he took out ten more pigs, how many people would be able to fill their stomachs?

What's more... The victims who are so hungry don't care if it's delicious or not. Even if the pork is roasted with honey to make the outside charred and the inside tender, how can these people taste it?

But after all... this is not a bad thing for the victims, and he will let him go. As for whether someone on the bank of the river will preach that the young master of the An family loves the people like a son and personally distributes barbecue, he doesn't care. He and Zhuge Wanling want everything It's not this kind of thing. If the thousands of people in a country only focus on one point, they will all go astray.

At this time, a loud laugh came from behind him, and then he shouted excitedly: "Damn it, why are you here?"

Gao Changgong shook his head, without turning around, he already knew that the person behind him was Zhou Gongjin.

So he also responded with a smile: "You bastard can come, why can't I come?"

Turning around and seeing the face that was a little thin due to the hard work of disaster relief, the two suddenly looked at each other and laughed. Zhou Gongjin stepped forward, and without warning, he punched Gao Changgong's chest hard with his fist, but fell down. Grinning his teeth for a moment, he stroked his fist and cursed, "It's like a piece of iron, it's so fucking boring."