The official road of the farmer

During the two days when Ye Junshu went deep into the people and officials to understand the situation in Jinjiang, Lieutenant Liao was not idle. He walked around the city wall of Jinjiang and outlined its terrain in his mind.

When Ye Junshu proposed to go to Jinjiang City in person, he immediately knew which was the easiest place to get in.

Lieutenant Liao took Ye Junshu into the room, took out a map of Jinjiang, quickly circled the location, and pointed to a place in the southwest direction, "Let's go in from here."

Ye Junshu naturally had no objection.

In this regard, Lieutenant Liao, who has experienced countless battlefields and lurked to spy on the enemy countless times, is much better at it than himself.

Pointing the country in front of Liao Lieutenant himself is undoubtedly playing tricks.

Besides that, they have to make up a reason to stay out of the public eye for a day or two.

Among the officials here, not all are trustworthy. No one knows who is loyal and who is traitor except me.

Fortunately, with the help of General Liao as a cover, Ye Junshu is not worried about being exposed for the time being.

Everything is ready.

After Ye Junshu and Liao Lieutenant dressed up in disguise, in the darkness of night, they quietly touched the area they had chosen to infiltrate.

After all, it was not a regular army that occupied Jinjiang City. The city wall was so long that it could always find a loophole to get in.

The two easily mixed in, and after walking for a while, they were ready to separate.

Although Lieutenant Liao said he was here to accompany Ye Junshu, he still had a mission with him.The two agreed to gather here at the same time the night after tomorrow. If anyone fails to show up within the specified time, they will leave a mark here to explain their whereabouts.

Then they separated.

Ye Junshu's damaged boots stepped on the snow, making a slight sound.

After walking for a while, he took out the structure diagram of Jinjiang City from his pocket, thought for a moment, and chose another direction instead of going to the Lu family's headquarters immediately.

At this time, his image was similar to that of a beggar. His long black and smooth hair was messed up at this time, and his handsome face, neck, hands and other exposed skin were smeared with a dark and unknown substance, making him look very dark and thin.Of course, Lieutenant Liao's attire also looked like a refugee.

Before them, General Liao had already sent people to investigate. The Lu family almost gathered all the people inside to live in one area, relying on the relief shed to distribute food every day.

And in order to keep warm, some people sleep in a large room and rely on a pile of charcoal fires to keep warm at night.

At this time, the snow had stopped, but the temperature had dropped by many degrees. He didn't wear any warm clothes, and he was shivering from the cold.

The inner city was almost eerily silent, except for the whistling wind, there were no other sounds of poultry or livestock.

He carefully avoided the patrolling crowd, and picked up a bowl with a big hole missing and some cracks on the way.It looks like it was abandoned.

Ye Junshu wiped it with snow and looked clean before stuffing it into his bosom, thinking happily that there is a carrier for storing food during the day.

After walking for a while, Ye Junshu squatted down against a corner of a wall in a remote sheltered place, squinting his eyes and waiting for the day to come.

But he didn't dare to fall asleep. After all, the weather was too cold. Once he fell asleep, his body's resistance would drop and he would be more likely to get sick.

They came out at the end of Chou in the early morning, and after walking in, they walked for a while, and it would be dawn after more than an hour.

Ye Junshu squinted his eyes to rest, but did not fall asleep completely, but paid a little attention to the movement outside at any time.

Ye Junshu didn't open his eyes until he heard movement outside, and looked over quietly.

At the entrance of the alley not far away, a large group of people with ragged clothes and messy hair walked past with blank eyes.

Broken straw sandals stepped on the thick snow with black mud that no one had cleaned up, making a dull sound.

Everyone holds a bowl in their hands, and they should be queuing up to eat.

They walked purposefully in one direction, all skinny and listless, like walking dead.

Ye Junshu observed for a long time before he came out, hunched over, sneaked in silently, and followed the flow of people.

His joining did not cause any fluctuations. It can be said that no one noticed the existence of others at all.

Even children led by adults are lifeless, not angry at all.

Ye Junshu observed the expressions of the crowd, and imitated their expressions himself. Soon his eyes became dull, and there was no difference at first glance.

Along the way, people from all directions kept gathering together, and there were more and more people, even in winter, they couldn't hide the soaring rotten smell.

Not long after, they arrived at a large open space, and suddenly heard a gong beating, everyone's numb expressions suddenly lifted, and their eyes finally brightened.

Then, they seemed to have poured all their energy into them, and ran forward quickly.

Ye Junshu also rushed forward.

Then he heard the first words spoken by others since he entered this place, "Everyone is lined up! Come one by one, the old, the young and the weak are in front, and the young and middle-aged are in the back!"

There was a roar coming from the front. Everyone seemed to have gotten used to it. Although they were still pushing forward, they all obeyed the arrangement of the speaker.

It should have been acting like this all the time, so everyone was quiet and not causing trouble, and it was still orderly.

Ye Junshu was mixed among the young and middle-aged people, and like everyone else, he stretched his neck and looked forward.

There was a simple big shed more than ten meters away, and he didn't smell the aroma of food, but he must be sharing food at this time.

The old, young and weak in the front row had already prepared a bowl of porridge, walked by, and squatted down to eat at the back.

Porridge is not white porridge, but mixed with chaff and miscellaneous grains. It is a bit thin, but there are also rice grains.

People who haven't been given food look at the person passing by holding the bowl, their eyes are obviously salivating, and he can hear the sound of stomach gurgling and swallowing saliva one after another.

But no one couldn't resist the temptation to grab it, but looked forward more eagerly.

For some reason, Ye Junshu felt a little sour and uncomfortable. They were not people who committed all kinds of crimes, but ordinary people, but because of corrupt officials, they suffered such a serious crime.

Ye Junshu's hometown is also desolate and barren, but he can't starve to death. He has a house and land, and some grain in the warehouse, so he can live on.

He thought that his hometown was already poor enough, but he didn't expect that it was beyond his imagination.

Maybe there are sequelae of being exploited all the year round...

Ye Junshu was thinking wildly, it would be his turn soon, so he quickly recovered and lined up quietly.

There are still four or five people in front of him.

The food was distributed very quickly, and it was Ye Junshu's turn. He hurriedly held the bowl with the big hole forward with both hands.

In front of him are two half-height cauldrons, about one meter in diameter.

The one who served them porridge was a big man in bunts. He held a long ladle in his rough hands, his arm muscles were slightly raised, and he maintained a long-term posture, which made their foreheads sweat.

There are four or five big men with weapons inside, who seem to maintain order and deter them.

The big man who made porridge for Ye Junshu saw the bowl in Ye Junshu's hand, paused for a spoonful of soup-like porridge, cast Ye Junshu a glance, then took it back and poured it back.

Ye Junshu's heart skipped a beat, did he show something?He was secretly on guard.

The big man stirred the spoon in the porridge that was only one palm high, then picked up a spoonful and poured it into Ye Junshu's bowl.

Ye Junshu was stunned, this is... Seeing that his bowl is too big to hold much, so should he be thickened?

With a hoarse voice, Ye Junshu thanked him, then stepped aside, bent his body and left, looked left and right, and then squatted down in a gap among the crowd in the corner.

He looked at the porridge in the bowl that was thicker than others, and the feeling in his heart was full of flavors.

Ye Junshu hadn't had a drop of water since last night. At this time, his stomach was already so hungry that he couldn't care about anything else, so he lowered his head and took a few sips.

The temperature is low now, and the heat of the porridge also drops quickly. It is no longer warm in the mouth after eating, but there is something in the stomach, so it is not too uncomfortable.

The porridge mixed with several kinds of miscellaneous grains didn’t taste very good, not to mention grinding his throat, he still tasted like grains that had been stored for a long time, but when he was hungry, the roots could be eaten raw. .

Ye Junshu took a few more sips, and then inadvertently saw the yellow and thin child next to him staring at him with ridiculously wide eyes... the porridge in the bowl was full of longing.

He looked about six or seven years old, he didn't look full and wanted to eat, but he was quiet, just watched silently, and didn't say he wanted it.

Ye Junshu couldn't eat the few mouthfuls left in the bowl.

He also has children. He has raised a group of children since he was a child. How could he bear the children's longing eyes? Just thinking about it makes his heart soften.

Moreover, looking at the same age as his twins, the twins in his family are well-fed and well-fed, but the one in front of him is skinny, not even baby fat.

Ye Junshu looked at it, the children's bowls were a little smaller than the adults', and they were filled neatly. No wonder they were not full. It seems that adults and children have different portions.

So Ye Junshu poured the porridge into the child's bowl, "Here."

The child looked at the food in the bowl and subconsciously looked to the side.

Only then did Ye Junshu notice an old man who was also skinny sitting beside him.

The old man noticed the movement here, saw Ye Junshu distribute his food to the children, and hurriedly took the bowl to pour it back to Ye Junshu, "Little brother, you eat, the boy is already full."

Ye Junshu turned the bowl upside down to prevent him from turning it back, and said softly, "I'm full, let's feed it to the child, is it called a good boy? Give it to the good boy, so that he will grow up quickly."

The old man refused for a while, but in the end he couldn't hold back Ye Junshu, and his little grandson looked at him so eagerly, and the little man was quiet.

The old man had no choice but to say, "Thank you, young man." Then he gave the bowl back to the child, and said distressedly, "Eat it, dear boy."

The boy looked down at the bowl in his hand, then raised his head, and smiled at Ye Junshu, "Thank you uncle!"

Ye Junshu felt sour in his heart. He subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to rub the child's head, but he held back in time. After all, this was not his child.

He smiled and said, "You're welcome."