On the Importance of Finishing Work

"Mom, what are you doing here?"

Daijia Village is a village near Kangjing. The so-called foot of the Son of Heaven is always a bit more stable than other places. Even if the world is in such chaos, Daijia Village can barely survive.

——Barely surviving is already the best situation in this world.

Early in the morning, Dai Daniu saw that his mother had changed into the most decent clothes at home and packed dry food, as if... she was going to the city.

He was a little puzzled, there is nothing at home to sell in the city recently?

Yu's face was dull, expressionless, and his voice was cold, "I'll report to the police."

"Oh..." Dai Daniu answered without thinking, and then said, "Do you want me to go with you?"

His mother shook her head and refused.

Dai Daniu said "hmm" without any objection. His father died in the war a few years ago, and his mother has been acting as father and mother all these years to manage the inside and outside of the house. For Dai Daniu, he The authority of the mother is beyond doubt.

He carried the firewood and walked inside again. After he piled up the firewood and put them away, what his mother said just now really reflected in his mind.

——To report to the police? !

Where to report to the police?What are you going to report to the police?

However, Dai Daniu didn't have time to think about these problems, he just threw the things in his hand and hurried to chase his mother.

The world outside is so chaotic, there are refugees and soldiers everywhere, and his mother just left the village rashly... How can this be done? !

If something really happened, just go to the village official or the clan elders to solve it. Why do you have to go to report to the officials? It's not like his mother doesn't know the virtues of those officials.

While chasing after him, he couldn't help complaining that the man who came to the village yesterday to take a merchant didn't know what the man said. Since yesterday, his mother has been out of her mind, and even forgot to make dinner last night. , or after he came back, he cooked hot meals now...

Full of complaints, he ran towards the entrance of the village, and when he reached the entrance of the village, he stared dumbfounded at the situation ahead.

The village official of Daijia Village, the clan elders with several surnames in the village, the sixth grandma, the fourth cousin...

Dai Daniu looked over one by one in a daze, as if more than half of the people in the village were standing here—where are they going?

When Muramasa saw him, he raised his hand to beckon him, called him to him, and asked what was wrong.

Dai Daniu had a head drop when he was a child, and his reactions were a little slower than ordinary people. Now he is surprised and puzzled, and his mind is even more like a paste.It took him a long time before he understood the meaning of coming to Muramasa, and hurriedly said that he was looking for his mother.

While the two were dawdling, Mrs. Yu had already seen her son.

"Da Niu?" She pushed aside the crowd and came over.

Villager Zheng glanced at the mother and son, and said: "Call Daniu together, at least I have strength, so I can take care of you if anything happens."

The young and strong people in the village were almost dead long ago, and it was obvious when the people gathered at this moment: most of them were women, and the men were either old people who were dying or children who were babbling. Daniu, who is half a child, is already considered young and strong.

What Yu wanted to say, Dai Daniu rarely reacted quickly, he understood what Muramasa meant - there might be danger.

He immediately grabbed his mother's hand and said, "Mother, I'll be with you."

Mrs. Yu drove him back, but Dai Daniu didn't leave, he just lowered his head and followed the group of people out.

After Yu cursed a few words, he didn't reply in silence.

After walking a few miles, Yu's scolding finally stopped, and it is impossible to drive people back after they have come here.

Seeing that her mother stopped scolding, Dai Daniu hurriedly handed over a water bag, "Mom, please moisten it."

Yu Shi lost his temper by him.

Dai Daniu saw that her mother's complexion was a little better, and quickly took the opportunity to ask his doubts, "Mother, you just said that you want to report to the police? Isn't the village here? Why don't you just go to him? Grandpa Six is ​​also here. The old man of the Yu family is also..."

When Yu Shi heard this, her lively face dimmed suddenly, and she said: "No, none of them can..."

Dai Daniu didn't quite understand that the things in the village were nothing more than the loss of chickens in the east and the lack of wires in the west, and most of them were handled by himself.

If you can't make a fuss, go to Muramasa.If it's a bigger matter, call out a few clan elders and deal with it together...it can be resolved in total.

But... this time...

"Is it a big deal?" Dai Daniu asked.

The wrinkles on Yu's face trembled, and it took a long time before he said, "Yes...it's something bigger than the sky..."

Dai Daniu fell into thinking about how big it is to be "bigger than the sky". When he was inattentive, he thought about it halfway.

When he came back to his senses, he could already see the outline of Kang Jing from a distance.

Then, he was stunned by the people at the city gate.

He knew that there were many people in Kang Jing, and when his father was still there, he brought him here several times when he was a child.But even though there were many people in Kang Jing at that time, it was not as it is now?

——The queue to enter the city is lined up... Zhang, Li... How many miles is this?

He was so scared that he turned to look at his mother, wondering if he would come back another day.

But seeing her mother staring blankly at this group of people, her eyes were flushed, "It turns out that the folks... all... still remember..."

Dai Daniu: "Remember what?"

Yu Shi said in a strange tone, "Thank you."

Kangjing, the southwest corner of Guangdefang.

The sky is bright and bright, but the gate of Jingzhao Mansion is closed.

Jing Zhaoyin was in charge, and he was sitting in the official position above the lobby, with the plaque of "Mirror Hanging High" shining brightly above his head.

It didn't look like a plaque, but it looked like the scorching sun, which made him sweat profusely.

A yamen servant who looked like a thin bamboo pole came in with a bow.

Guan Yan's eyes lit up when he saw him, and he asked quickly, "Have you left yet?"

He asked the people around the gate.

When the yamen was opened today, I didn't know it was the stunned young man who knocked on the Dengwen drum at the gate of the yamen, which meant that he had a grievance to sue.

Having been Jing Zhaoyin for so many years, he has long since had no extra sympathy. There are a sea of ​​people who have been wronged, and he can't help them.

As usual, he was beaten with a board first and dragged up half dead. While yawning, he complained that this person disturbed the cleanliness early in the morning.

But after listening to the complaint of the weak hairspring, he froze in the middle of a yawn, and his jaw was almost dislocated, and when he finally put his jaw back, the drowsiness would have dissipated long ago.

He quivered his lips and asked, "You...you say it again?!"

"Caomin...Caomin...sued the emperor and killed Zhongliang....An Guogong...An Guogong was...killed by the emperor, Caomin...Caomin's father saw it with his own eyes..."

Guan Yan felt that this person must be crazy—sue the emperor? !Fortunately, he figured it out.

"Come here!!" Guan Yan interrupted the man loudly, "This man is bewitching and talking nonsense, quickly suppress it!!"

The man was still yelling persistently, Guan Yan quickly winked and signaled the yamen servant to shut his mouth.

- Nonsense!What nonsense! !

Guan Yan held down his thumping heart, he hadn't recovered from the shock just now.

conspiracy!This must be a conspiracy against those who dislike him! !They want to take this opportunity to bring him down!

Thinking of this, Guan Yan finally felt a little more comforted.

He thought about it for a while, and came up with a "good" idea—that person was put in prison. In such an environment, it would not be surprising at all for the jailer to take care of him and die of illness quietly.

Guan Yan was about to find the yamen servant to give instructions on this matter, but he saw the yamen servant rushing over in a panic, "My lord, my lord, it's not good! The yamen is surrounded by people!!"

--So fast? !The person who framed him was really well prepared! !

Guan Yan's eyes darkened and he almost fell down.

The voice of the yamen servant calling him was still in his ears, Guan Yan finally woke him up from the momentary faint.

But what's the use of waking up? !

With trembling hands, Guan Yan took off his official hat, and carefully adjusted the bottom tether.

"My lord, don't worry about this hat, let's... what should we do? There are so many of them, the brothers can't stop them!!"

Guan Yan was taken aback, and tears welled up in his eyes—he, he really misjudged these brothers...even the imperial court officials dared to stand in his way, and he will never, ever withhold their salaries again! !

It was rare for him to be stubborn, he stood up, helped his sleeves, and said: "Go out with me."

The yamen servant was stunned for a moment, wanted to stop but didn't dare, after thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and followed.

After half a stick of incense arrived, the two of them came back trembling again.

Guan Yan: "What... what's going on?! This is the Jingzhao Mansion, they can't let them be presumptuous!!"

It wasn't the imperial envoys who came to arrest him as he thought, they were all ordinary people... Logically speaking, he shouldn't be afraid.

But in that vast expanse, each mouthful of saliva drowned him.No matter how you look at it, it is not much more terrifying than imperial envoys! !

The yamen servant: "He, they... said they came here to seek grievances... to replace, to replace An Guogong..."

Guan Yan: Fuck the grievances!He felt that he was the most wronged one now! !

News of Kang Jingmin's change spread quickly.

These years, there have been quite a few mutinies, but this is the first time I have heard of a "civilian uprising".

When Zhao Xiushi first received the news, he couldn't help but wonder if it was true or not... Could it be some idiot who made it up again?

He looked at Shi Yue questioningly, and as expected, he had another expressionless face.

Zhao Xiushi had long since given up on seeing anything from Brother Xu's face. He felt that people who did great things had to be like Brother Xu—with no expression of emotion or anger.

He also worked hard to learn, but he couldn't practice well, and he often broke his kung fu... It also proved once again that he is actually not a person who does great things.

Zhao Xiushi thought so from the bottom of his heart.

But he felt ashamed of Brother Xu's careful guidance—he was so worthless, and he was really sorry for the thought that Brother Xu spent on him.

Thinking about it, he lowered his head to look at the news on the bamboo slip like a cover.

He was skeptical at first, but when he looked at it, he couldn't help being stunned...

Shi Yue has also heard some rumors these days, and he probably knows what is written on it at the moment.

He got up and walked behind Zhao Xiushi, glanced a few times, and saw the description of "beating drums to cry out for grievances, sitting around the government office for several days without leaving", he couldn't help but sigh, "They...don't have to be like this."

He came to this world to help the "Son of Destiny". The so-called relief of the common people, rectification of officials, etc., was just because the Son of Destiny was a professional emperor, so he just did it.

Moreover, he has been "dead" for so many years, so there is really no need for such a big fanfare...

"No," Zhao Xiushitou refuted Shi Yue so bluntly once, with a firm tone, "Yes."

Shi Yue paused, and said in a low voice: "Duke An has passed away for many years after all... No matter what happened back then, he must have done so willingly."

... Except for the pain, everything is actually fine.

Yuan Xingshen, that brat, usually doesn't practice martial arts well, and at critical moments he stabs crookedly, and his hands are still trembling.

There were more than two wounds, three or four injuries.

Zhao Xiushi shook his head slowly, "Mr. An may not care about these things, but we should not and cannot forget."

Hulu in Sizhou, severe drought in Gyeongju, locust plague in Hezhou... In those years, there were frequent natural disasters and military disasters everywhere, but that man forcibly propped up the precarious Dazhao.

He supported the lives of thousands of people.

If such a person, after being wronged and died, no one dares to say a word for him, then this world...is truly hopeless.

ten years……

After ten years of silence, God...will finally give him justice.