Aggrieved Fish Sprite

"Hmph, your idea is difficult to say, but simple to say."

Meng Qi was unmoved and said without raising his eyes, "Only take care of those who follow me. Occupy the mountain as king, guard against natural dangers, cultivate and grow by yourself, and live in poverty for a lifetime, but people will not die. Refuge beggars I am grateful to have such a way of life.”

Cheng Jingchuan smiled wryly, but did not answer.

Such a day is easy to say, but in fact there are endless hidden dangers.

——If you have a way to survive and can eat enough, you will ask for more.

If you escape into the mountains and lead a group of people to plow the mountains and fields, after three to five years, some people will think about going out and see, not to mention when they have offspring, children who have never seen strict taxes and laws will naturally Will yearn for life outside the mountains.

In addition, there are villages and towns in the relatively flat areas in the south, and the deep mountains and dense forests are inaccessible. At the same time, it is also a place where people cannot survive. Going there is more like looking for death.

Therefore, it is impossible to be the king of the mountain. Whether it is a water bandit or a mountain bandit, they all have to plunder to make a living.

"...Looking at your expression, you obviously understand the truth." Meng Qi stood with his hands behind his back.

"Don't hide it from the national teacher, I even did this."

This answer was beyond Meng Qi's expectation, even Mo Li looked at Cheng Jingchuan in surprise.

Cheng Jingchuan sighed, maybe it was too much of a failure, he hastily summed up the experience of taking the refugees to Guang'an County to reclaim wasteland.

Mo Li has seen Guang'an County in the local chronicles collected by the Taijing Palace. The state capital was once established in the previous dynasty, but it was too remote and infested by natives, and finally fell into disuse.

Rice can be grown there three times a year, there is no cold winter, far away from disputes in the Central Plains, and there is no powerful family.

Mo Li felt that Cheng Jingchuan probably wanted to bring people to Guang'an County for this reason.

As for the local natives... Cheng Jingchuan, who is familiar with the art of war and is good at fighting, brought a hundred soldiers, plus those Jianghu people from Fengxing Pavilion, and thought it was enough to deal with it.

But things in the world are not that simple.

As a doctor, Mo Li first thought of acclimatization. Even if the medicine was prepared, some people’s reactions were still very violent, especially when the people did not have the conditions to drink boiled hot water, many people might die because of it. If the corpses were not burned in time , and soon there will be a plague.

Meng Qi thought of the native tribes. These natives are really hard to educate. They live by hunting and fishing. people's interests.Even if nothing is affected, the natives have a deep hostility towards outsiders.

These are all the hidden dangers left by the Chen Dynasty. Officials were corrupt, oppressed the border people, and extorted money. Anyway, they didn't do anything good.

The natives don't care about people from the Chen Dynasty and people from the Chu Dynasty. Outsiders are outsiders, and hatred has long been carved into their bones.

When Cheng Jingchuan took people to hunt down, the natives disappeared in the dense forest, slipperier than rabbits.Moreover, those natives were able to practice martial arts and use poison, and the forces in the Jianghu did not get any advantage, and the people in the Jianghu were the most impatient. Except for Mr. Qiu's subordinates, the others left at night after several setbacks.

On the one hand, it cannot be caught, and on the other hand, there is a fixed arable land and a residence that cannot be moved. Isn't it a living target?

Cheng Jingchuan stayed there for more than two years, hei lost a lot of weight, and finally managed to bring Bailaihao people to settle in Guang'an County. leader.

"But I still failed. Those refugees who settled down actually united with the natives and oppressed the second batch of pioneers."

Even if the land is endless, even if these people have just had enough to eat, they are still full of hostility to the newcomers, and try to drive them away.

If there were no newcomers, they would fight with each other, and even a hundred or so people would divide into six or seven forces based on the same township and surname.

Cheng Jingchuan knew that if he forcibly relocated people, or forced everyone to obey, then after ten years, the land in Guang'an County would indeed be reclaimed, and a new powerful family would be born. The winners of the struggle will collude with the soldiers and officials under Cheng Jingchuan's command, and the native tribes to fight each other.

——Ordinary people lose their land and become tenants. They can only barely make ends meet after exhausting their blood and sweat.

How is this different from their original life?

Cheng Jingchuan thought to himself, could it be that he spent ten years trying to "bring up" a few emerging local tycoons?

Meng Qi couldn't help laughing after hearing this.

It's not a sarcastic smile, it's more like a person walking and wrestling in the dark in front of him, looking back at the person behind who fell worse than himself, showing some kind of meaningful expression.

Mo Li was also thoughtful, mainly because the saying of occupying the mountain as king reminded him of Shimo Shanzhai.

If relocating refugees from Cheng Jingchuan is a difficult choice, then Shimo Shanzhai Dazhai has caught up with the easy direction.

There was a three-year drought in Yongzhou, and there were thousands of miles of barren land. People couldn't survive without going to the mountains. The people in the village were either ugly or congenitally disabled.People like this in the Taiping years would suffer discrimination and live a difficult life. Now they gather together, they also have extreme hatred for the world, and they are unwilling to step out of the mountains and forests, supporting each other to live.

It can be said that the right time, place and people gathered together in one place to have such a stone mill cottage. Cheng Jingchuan did not have such good luck.

No, maybe this is just his luck.

Mo Li looked at Cheng Jingchuan and thought, if he was lucky, he could probably save tens of thousands of people, build a peach blossom garden, and be loved by the people like Xue Lingjun in Zhushan County, but that's all.Cheng Jingchuan, who failed, now has other possibilities.

"It seems that you only lack a Mingjun, a unified dynasty." Meng Qi said lightly.

If Cheng Jingchuan immediately followed up with this, and climbed up the pole to talk about Qiu Si's chances of winning, Meng Qi would lose all interest in Cheng Jingchuan.

Have ideas, ambitions, and capabilities -->>

, but... nothing more.

Because you can't find the right way, everything is empty talk.

Cheng Jingchuan remained silent for a long time.

Flames blazed in the distance, and thick smoke billowed.

Mo Li left without a sound, he wanted to see the situation over there.

There are many miserable people in Prince Ning's Palace. They don't know Mr. Qiu, and they don't know the truth about the fire. If they are afraid of being blamed and foolishly carry water to put out the fire, and accidentally put themselves into the fire, they will be destroyed. Disaster.

The closer he was to the sea of ​​flames, the more Mo Li could feel that the place where the accident happened was the wine cellar.

There is also a unique aroma of old wine in the choking smoke, although it is already insignificant.

There is just a long covered bridge between the wine cellar and the Imperial Medical Office. One side is planted with dense bamboo, which is now in flames, while the other side is a cold building without too many plants.The medical officer was holding piles of books and the pulse case, and the waiter was carrying herbs and ran out in panic.

The guards who had been lured away reprimanded the other firefighters for digging.

Yes, instead of fighting the fire, dig the earth and dig a trench, the wider the better.

"Throw the sand in the dustpan on the fire!"

A young man in white waved his sleeves and shouted.

When I got closer, I saw that the young man was not wearing white clothes, but filial linen over his robes.

The fire was too strong, the sand was useless, and people were almost stunned by the flames, so they didn't dare to go forward.

"Don't fall down, keep digging!" the boy roared in a rough voice.

This voice was not smoked out, but just in the period when the voice changed, and it sounded like a duck quacking from a distance.

The ink carp stopped, and the heirs of King Ning were all arrested. Could it be that someone at this age who can give orders in the palace——

"Prince Xiaojun, the south wind is blowing, and the Imperial Medical Office can't keep it. Let's withdraw quickly."

"Nonsense! Keep digging!" The young man squinted and squealed, only missing a wing, no, a slap to the side of the retreating guard.

The ink carp stared silently at the newly dug soil ditch. The plants were all destroyed, and the width was barely there. Digging another three feet should stop the fire from spreading.

However, people's hearts were fluctuating, and even the servant who rescued the herbs dropped his things and ran away.

The young man was furious, tore off the jade pendant around his waist, and threw it at the back of the servant's head.

"Boom!"

The aim was good, but the waiter fell down with a sound.

The boy casually pulled out the saber of the guard beside him, and said angrily, "Fleeers will be killed without mercy!"

After speaking, he picked up a shovel that had been thrown away, and took the lead in digging hard.

"Don't go soon?" Qiu Si suddenly said, and the people around him rushed out and quickly took over the whole situation.

It was only then that Mo Li discovered Qiu Si. He was mixed in with the crowd, hiding in the shadow of the corner of the wall. From a distance, he looked like a group of people who were greedy for life and afraid of death. Who could notice?

After Qiu Si finished speaking, he took the rest of the people away with satisfaction, Mo Li was in a dilemma for a moment, should he stay or follow?

After deliberating for a while, Mo Li followed decisively.

With lightning speed, he sealed everyone's acupoints and searched them one by one.

No bottles of pills were found.

All right, no drugs.

The ink carp opened its hole in the air, turned around and left.

This event came and went like the wind, some people still didn't know what happened after waking up, only Qiu Si had a dark face and cold eyes.

"What are you doing, let's go!"

Qiu Si's face was slightly distorted, and after only a moment, he burst into laughter, and said to the distance, "I wonder what the national teacher and the doctor want to find? The two of you are disappointed. Qiu has nothing, and there are some valuable things around him." There is probably only Qingde, if the two of you don't give up, it doesn't matter if you accept it."

Qingde?Sound like a person?

Mo Li thought to himself, could it be Cheng Jingchuan's words?

The so-called clear distinction between Wei and Wei refers to the wonderful scene when the Jingchuan and Wei rivers meet. The two rivers, one clear and one muddy, can still maintain a clear left and right in the same river for a long time after the confluence.Jingchuan is the one with the clearest water flow, and the word "Qingde" is quite good.

What makes Mo Li strange is, why did Qiu Si rush to give Cheng Jingchuan to them?Could there be some conspiracy?

Or do you want him and Meng Qi to think that there must be a conspiracy in this matter, and treat Cheng Jingchuan as close as possible, so that Qiu Si can "keep" the heir?

The ink carp was having a headache, the counselor's tricks of telling the truth when nothing was true, and what was true when nothing was true, was too troublesome.

Simply do not want to.

Doctor Mo didn't want to continue following Qiu Si either.

——When Meng Qi came and found that he was not there, he would die of anxiety.

This guy Qiu Si is like a hedgehog, if he touches his hand, if he kills it, he might hit the opponent's arms, so it's not necessary for the time being.

Back to the fire scene, the fire was blocked by the ditches and did not reach the Imperial Medical Office.

The boy was covered in mud and sat on the ground to continue to supervise the digging.

"Where's the imperial doctor? The little county king twisted his waist!"

"Shut up, don't touch!"

The boy clutched his lower back and quacked like a duck.

Ink Carp: "..."

This is what happens when people who never work suddenly dig the soil.

I don't know how to use force, I think it's okay to use my hands hard, and it's weird if I don't twist my waist.