Good luck and fortune come to the end of the world, the boss brings prosperity to the whole village

The people waited and waited, and finally received a notice in the early morning of the next day.

They gathered in front of the notice, eager to know what was written on it. Everyone had a different expression on their face, and their eyes revealed hope that the court would not let them down.

An old man over 70 years old, leaning on a cane, tremblingly walked to the notice. He tried to straighten himself up, wanting to see the words on the paper clearly, but he couldn't see anything clearly, so he asked the yamen runner next to him what was written on it. The yamen runner wanted to scold him, saying that he was old and confused and couldn't read it himself. But when he saw Song Jixiang coming from a distance, his expression immediately changed, "Old man, it says that the court will recruit soldiers and grain in various counties. Everyone else, listen carefully. The court will recruit soldiers and grain. All families with males aged 17 to 40 must enlist in the army. If there are those who cannot enlist, they must hand over 100 taels of silver. Disband, disperse, everyone go back and prepare."

After hearing what the yamen runner said, the old man felt sad. His wife had died in the heavy snow, and his only son had been killed by the northern barbarians. Now he was the only one left. He turned to look at the crowd behind him, sighed helplessly, and walked away with staggering steps.

The other people stared at the notice as if they wanted to stare a hole in the wall; their eyes were filled with misery and sadness.

The women at home who met the requirements had already started crying. They had just experienced a snowstorm and their houses had not yet been built. How could they have any extra silver? Even if they had some, the whole family, young and old, needed food and drink. How could they afford one hundred taels of silver?

Most of the men who applied never came back, so how could they survive?

A soldier dressed completely different from the yamen runner came over, put his big hand on the hilt of the knife, kicked a woman in the stomach, and roared impatiently, "Fuck you, why are you howling, get out of the way..."

As he said this, he even attacked a pregnant woman with a bulging belly.

“Cluster…” the old lady next to her cursed as she stood in front of the pregnant woman, closing her eyes in fear.

The men around her were some standing in front of her, some shouting and cursing, and some retreating behind the crowd.

"You're worse than a bunch of people!" Song Jixiang arrived in time and kicked the soldier who was about to commit the crime, sending him flying onto the notice wall. The man's blood splattered, instantly dyeing the notice on the wall red.

A group of fully armored soldiers came over, escorting a proud captain.

"What are you doing here, a bunch of unruly people?"

A soldier screamed exaggeratedly, "Captain, Captain, Zhang San was beaten to death by these unruly people!"

The captain pushed aside the soldier blocking his way and stretched his head to look.

As expected, they are indeed a group of unruly people.

"Rebellion, rebellion, you actually dared to openly beat to death the imperial officials, brothers, what are you waiting for, take them all down, I will give them a thorough trial..."

His roar scared the people around him and made them flee in all directions, but the soldiers were too numerous and had weapons in their hands, so they were surrounded in a short while.

A young man who looked like a scholar pointed at the captain and cursed: "We just experienced a snowstorm here, and the court did not want to help the victims, but instead wanted to recruit soldiers and food. Is this because the war on the front line is tense, or because the court wants to take this opportunity to make money?"

"Rebellion, rebellion, you want to rebel? You are slandering the court, arrest him, and when the imperial envoy arrives, I will exterminate his Manchu clan." The captain shouted angrily.

"Haha, I'm afraid you can't wait until that time." Song Jixiang raised his hands upwards, feeling a bit like... a wizard.

It’s a pity that there are no wide sleeves, so it lacks that feeling.

"God, please open your eyes and punish these evildoers!"

boom--

The thunder rumbled like thousands of horses galloping, echoing all around; the lightning moved across the gloomy sky like dragons and snakes dancing wildly, shocking everyone's heart.

The lieutenant pointed at the sky with disdain and said, "Grandpa, I am going to kill all these troublemakers today. What do you think? Come and chop me up if you have the guts. Haha..."

The laughter was extremely arrogant, but it was drowned out by the thunder.

Crack, crackle——

Dozens of lightning bolts fell simultaneously, all concentrated on the captain.

The dazzling light made everyone close their eyes, except Song Jixiang, who was confronting the captain. He still stood straight and watched with his own eyes the man who had been so arrogant just now turned into ashes.

When everyone opened their eyes again, they found that the captain was no longer there, and only a burnt mark was left in his place.

After everyone was frightened, they all knelt on the ground and bowed to Song Jixiang, shouting: "God, God! Hua Gongzi must be the god sent by heaven to save us!"