My country, you can pinch it

Fang Jinling squatted in front of the largest pot, eyes wide open in amazement, watching the fat and round kitchen lady vigorously stir the porridge in the pot with a large shovel as tall as a person.

The pot was so big that it didn't take him any effort to stew five pots, and at a glance, there were five pots in succession, with a fierce flame burning underneath, the scene was quite spectacular.

These five pots and shovels are in the absolute position of emphasis in the "playing music" just now, and they cannot be shaken by the strength of a few cooks.

"Come on, come on, pour another bucket of water, it's still thicker, there are so many people, I'm afraid there won't be enough to eat later."

"That is to say, we still have to keep a few days of rations. There are tens of thousands of mouths, and no amount of food can withstand the consumption."

Qingye and Suyun walked over carrying the bucket, this kind of strenuous work can only be done by young girls who have practiced martial arts and still have a lot of strength.

Zijing looked at it, and quickly persuaded Fang Jinling: "Master, stay away, be careful of splashing later."

Fang Jinling retreated five steps obediently, and then squatted down again with her face in her hands. To be honest, it was the first time I saw the big pot of rice, and it was too shocking.

I only heard "one, two, three!" With a big shout, the full water was poured into the pot, and the auntie took a big shovel to stir again, then closed the big pot with a bang, wiped the sweat on her forehead, and waved it, The end is heroic.

Women hold up half the sky, which is vividly reflected today. After a while, the strong fire lifted the heavy pot cover and made a gurgling sound. camp.

But at this time, a burst of fierce cheers suddenly erupted in the distance, as if it was about to resound through the entire sky.

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the past, then looked at each other, and then burst out laughing.

The refugees stood up one by one, obediently lined up and walked forward. Luo Yun led his soldiers to check seriously with long guns and long knives, and asked them to leave one by one, leaving behind a lot of swords and farm tools. , so you can collect it later.There are still real bandits among the refugees, and they are afraid that they will be troublesome if they hide weapons or make trouble midway, and hurt people.

The inspection was quick, but the refugees stretched their necks and lined up still suffering, because they saw soldiers carrying large barrels out of the convoy behind them, and when the barrels were opened, the smell...

The few lucky brothers who passed the inspection early have already received a bowl and a spoonful of white fragrant porridge. Just seeing it makes their eyes straighten. The contents of the porridge can be seen, not all of it is water. !

They swallowed hard and endured not rushing over. They knew how fragrant it was just by smelling it.Those in the back row even wished that the porridge could be thinner or more, because they were afraid that it would be his turn to run out of porridge. The humble people didn't have any requirements, as long as they had a little taste of rice and noodles.

People couldn't help but crowded forward, and the captain under Luo Yun couldn't help shouting: "Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, line up for me, it's my turn, your highness said, even if we don't eat, we have to let you eat first superior!"

No one has any objection to this decision, anyone who sees this group of skinny people can only sigh, and will not fight for some food with this group of refugees.

And hearing these words in the ears of the refugees really reassured them a lot, even if they were at the bottom of the list, they just watched anxiously and eagerly.

When Fang Jinling came, he saw Liu Ke sitting on a big rock without any image, letting his gorgeous python robe be stained with ashes, drinking water from a bamboo pot, standing beside him were Xiaotuanzi and a few soldiers, and A man in his 30s seemed to come from refugees, but he was wearing Confucian shirts, and he looked like a scholar.

Fang Jinling understood that this man obviously had a pivotal position among the refugees.

As soon as Liu Ke saw Fang Jinling, he immediately stood up from the stone, stuffed the bamboo tube into Xiaotuanzi, subconsciously walked two steps to meet him, and frowned: "Little Lingling, why are you here?"

This place is full of dust and potholed stones, and it is fine for others to walk, but this young master is delicate and weak, and it is really not suitable for him after recovering from a serious illness. His foot is deep, and his foot is shallow. It is difficult for Liu Ke to look at him. It's uncomfortable, and I really want to just hug him over.

Of course, he just thought about it after all, and at most stretched out his hand, "Is there anything that can't be passed on by the servant?" There was a bit of blame in his tone, but it was not serious at all, but full of concern.

So Fang Jinling smiled at Liu Ke, "I have to see and hear some things with my own eyes before I can decide what to do next." As he spoke, he put his hand on Liu Ke's, and the latter slightly As soon as he exerted force, he brought the person smoothly to the front of the big rock.

Only then did Zhao Bufan see who was coming. He was surprised by Fang Jinling's handsomeness and youth, but he was even more surprised because Liu Ke stood up to greet him without hesitation, and even supported him with his own hands. Can a prince be treated so seriously?

While he was still thinking secretly, he was completely shocked by the action of taking Xiaotuanzi, this one was actually rubbing a big stone with his sleeve!

Yes, it is the rock that Liu Ke sat on!

His Royal Highness King Ning was wearing a golden dragon and python robe and didn't see the little eunuch wipe it first, so that there was an eye-catching white ash on his buttocks when he stood up now, and now this eunuch has become particular about it!

After Xiaotuanzi finished rubbing the stones, he hurriedly greeted Fang Jinling: "Young master, please sit here."

Fang Jinling was embarrassed by Zhao Bufan's thunderous expression, "This is not very good, Your Highness should sit down..." But as soon as the words fell, his body lightened suddenly, his feet flew into the air, and he was actually hugged up, and he turned back Guoshen just sat on that rock, and he was the only one sitting...

"If you are told to sit, you can just sit. There is so much nonsense here. This place is full of rocks. If you don't stand firmly and bump into it, your sister will fight with me?" Liu Ke glared at Fang Jinling, who could only sit down obediently .

"Then I would like to thank Your Highness for your compassion... By the way, I brought you rice, a large pot of porridge, which is the same as the one over there." Fang Jinling pointed to the sky and the food box that the guards were carrying.

Xiaotuanzi and Changkong opened the food boxes, brought out bowls of porridge, and distributed them to everyone, even Zhao Bufan held a bowl in his hand.

"Little master, have you eaten yet?"

Fang Jinling nodded: "I've eaten, my aunt made a small stove for me, and I'll be full after just a little bit of each pot."

He said that looking at the refugees in the distance, because the number was too large, they had to be divided into five inspections, and the porridge was distributed while inspecting. Even so, each queue was extremely long.But as long as there is hope, they are all willing to wait dryly like this, stretching their necks and looking enviously at the people who have already eaten the porridge.

Seeing this, Fang Jinling couldn't help but turned around and said to Liu Ke, "Your Highness, we are still lucky."

If it was Liu Ke, it would be later. These refugees who still retain their conscience and fear for life may disappear completely.

Either die, or become real thugs with blood on their hands. The number is smaller, but it is more difficult to deal with. Today's simple sticks and dates can no longer be easily subdued. It must be a hard battle. How can there be such a happy situation?

Liu Ke understood what Fang Jinling meant, and raised her lips, "We came just in time."

And the reason why he came was because of the young man in front of him. Liu Ke felt that since this journey together, fate began to take care of him.

The two short sentences of the two of them also made Zhao Bufan, who was holding the porridge bowl and not willing to drink, but leaned closer to his nose to smell the fragrance, his eyes suddenly became complicated.

He thought of himself.

Just before today, he followed the refugees down the mountain to rob with the determination to die, and was prepared to be benevolent if he failed. If he failed, he would completely abandon his humanity and become a real bandit.

The appearance of the King Ning team was a choice he gave himself.

It's just that I didn't expect that the ending would be like this. The refugees who had been aroused by hunger were frightened by the methods of thunder, and because of Liu Ke's forgiveness and hot porridge, they became honest people again.

But he got rid of those two dead ends, and found a third, and it was a hopeful road.

"Why don't you drink it?" Suddenly, at an unknown time, the young man appeared in front of him, raised his chin slightly, looked at him with a smile and urged, "It won't taste good when it's cold."

"It's been a long time since I've tasted this. It's better than grass roots and bark. Thank you, young master." Zhao Bufan raised his bowl to show his respect, and then drank it one mouthful at a time.

The sweet porridge awakened the sense of taste, and moistened the exhausted stomach along his throat. He drank it slowly as far as possible without being rude, hoping to have a lot of aftertaste, but not too slowly, making people wait.He knew that King Ning left him, and the young master came here in person, so he must have something to ask.

In the end, he drank the porridge, which was not thick at all, and could be regarded as thin in alms in the capital. There was not a single drop left, and he even pleaded guilty. sky.

But no one blamed him here, Fang Jinling even felt pity, "Do you want more?"

Liu Ke didn't drink it yet, he just looked at his porridge, and then handed it over, "A bowl is enough, even if it's thin enough to look in the mirror, I'll give you this bowl too."

Although Zhao Bufan was eager, he also knew that it was appropriate to stop, and repeatedly declined: "How can I drink yours!"

Liu Ke looked at him with the eyes of a fool: "Is this king still lacking this stuttering? It's just that Xiao Lingling wants me to experience your suffering. Seeing you and the refugees, I already know it deeply. So drink it."

Fang Jinling smiled and nodded.

"Then thank you, Your Highness, you are welcome." Zhao Bufan did not refuse any more, and honestly obeyed his desire. He still ate this bowl of porridge carefully without leaving a drop.

At this time, Liu Ke asked: "Ten thousand more mouths, little Lingling, how long do you think we can last with the remaining food?"

Fang Jinling said: "Based on this consumption, I can probably last for another two or three days."

Liu Ke pondered: "Isn't that just enough for us to reach Yongliang City? It seems that we have to enter if we don't!"

Fang Jinling nodded: "Also, Lu Wanshan has to be killed if he doesn't."

Zhao Bufan stopped eating the porridge immediately with the word "kill". He didn't even care about drinking the porridge, and hurriedly looked at Liu Ke and Fang Jinling: "His Royal Highness Ning Wang, are you going to kill Lu Wanshan?"

Liu Ke took it for granted: "If you don't kill him, what will these refugees do? Can they open warehouses for disaster relief and bring them into the city?"

Zhao Bufan was shocked, "Are you really going to bring us all into the city?"

"Don't you think it's my grandfather talking nonsense?"

Zhao Bufan fell silent immediately, he really thought so, in order to appease the refugees, who would criticize him even if he exaggerated?

In fact, it is already a luxury to be able to drink porridge today, and other refugees have nothing to ask for. Everyone knows that the gate is too difficult to enter.

However, King Ning was not perfunctory, and Zhao Bufan couldn't help but get excited, "But how can Lu Wanshan be so easy to kill? He colluded with the Zhang family, connected with the barbarians, and ran amok in Yongliang City. Not only did he have Yongliang guards , and even raised thugs, everyone obeyed his orders, it can be said that one hand can cover the sky..."

As Zhao Bufan spoke, his mood became depressed again, "Although His Royal Highness is a prince, the King Ning appointed by the emperor, if you meet, it will not destroy your ambition, and the strong dragon will overwhelm the local snake. After all, this is not the capital."

"It seems that Zhao Xiucai knows Yongliang City very well." Fang Jinling said suddenly.

Zhao Bufan cupped his hands and said, "I am ashamed, I have been the magistrate of Yangshan County for two years."

Yangshan is a small county in Yongliang. In such a remote place, a scholar who passed the exam is enough to be a county magistrate.However, he fell to this point again. Liu Ke rubbed his chin and asked, "Since I was an official, I persuaded the bandits to come and rob me as soon as I heard my master's convoy passing by. Xiucai, you hate the official so much, where is it? Have you suffered, Lu Wanshan?"

Zhao Bufan fell silent after hearing this, and finally he said: "I offended his wife and uncle."

"Then even the hatred of the Zhang family was pulled together, it's amazing."

Zhao Bufan: "..." What is there to praise?

"So can... tell me a little bit?" Fang Jinling asked.

Zhao Bufan paused for a moment, seeing that both of them were looking at him, so he gave a wry smile and said, "It's nothing serious, it's nothing more than hatred for taking away his wife, revenge for deceiving his sister, and then hitting a stone with an egg, overreaching, leading to the ruin of the family I'm just lingering on my last breath." His expression suddenly became dazed, as if recalling that nightmarish day, his whole body was shrouded in sadness and desolation.

Suddenly there was another bowl of porridge in front of him, Liu Ke said, "Why don't you have another bowl."

The fragrant porridge, obviously no longer hot, made Zhao Bufan's eyes moist and hot, "Forgive me, Your Highness, I have lost my composure."

He threw up his back, swallowed all his sorrows back into his stomach along with the porridge, then raised his sleeve and wiped his mouth and said, "If Your Highness can bring Lu Wanshan to justice, let alone these refugees, there are hundreds of thousands of people in Yongliang The common people are also grateful to His Highness and support His Highness!"

Liu Ke waved his hand: "If you don't tell me, if he blocks the way of the master, there will be no way for him to survive."

Fang Jinling asked, "I don't know how many defenders there are in Yongliang City?"

Zhao Bufan said: "There are about three thousand soldiers, but there are countless thugs. I'm afraid it's just too many." He couldn't help but look at Liu Ke, and said worriedly, "Your Highness only has a mere thousand soldiers. I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with!"

"Who said there is only one thousand, isn't there tens of thousands?" Liu Ke pointed his mouth at the refugees who were staring at porridge over there.

Zhao Bufan was stunned: "This also counts?"

"Why don't you count it? A group of black people rushing down the slope like locusts crossing the border. The aura was so fierce that it almost scared the commander away." When Liu Ke thought of Luo Yun hearing the refugees coming, he wished he could kneel down and cry for help. The way he walked, he wanted to hehe twice in his heart.

When the matter was over, Liu Ke decided to throw the commander who had never seen the world to the Shamenguan, and come back after a good training.

However, Zhao Bufan was puzzled, "But... just now the army was facing each other, and this formation..." No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it was commanded by a timid general.It's not that Zhao Bufan is ignorant, if there is no experienced general in charge, it is absolutely impossible to suppress these refugees with only a little bloodshed.

Rather than being defeated, the refugees honestly surrendered because they were frightened and defeated. Their hearts collapsed and they lost their fighting spirit.

Hearing this, Liu Ke withdrew the corners of his mouth and said, "Of course it can't be him. Have you heard of Xilinghou Mansion?"

Zhao Bufan was shocked, "Could it be..."

"That's right, the command of this battle comes from the guards of the Shamen Pass..."

"Marquis of Xiling?"

Liu Ke rolled his eyes at him, "How could the majestic Xilinghou be here? This king has such a big face? Are you stupid? Look over there and see, what's the difference?"

There were refugees there, as well as guarding soldiers. Zhao Bufan stared at the crowd carefully with his eyes wide open. He didn't know who Liu Ke was referring to. "Your Highness..."

"Tsk, oops!" Liu Ke said speechlessly, "Keep your eyes brighter, don't look at men, what's so interesting about a group of old men. Look over there, standing on the rock with arms folded, talking to each other with long hair Ladies and gentlemen, have you seen this heroic female general! A female general who does not give way to her men! Granddaughter of the Marquis of Xiling! Look, Miss Shang Fourth and Miss Fifth are still carrying bows and arrows, just one arrow and one bandit, is it shocking?"

Fang Jinling watched Liu Ke grab Zhao Bufan's head and pointed vigorously at the place where the Shang family sisters were. Zhao Bufan didn't know whether he really saw it or not, so he could only nod blankly and echoed: "Shocking."

Then Liu Ke let go of Zhao Bufan, and patted his chest with the back of his hand, "So there is nothing to be afraid of with these women here, right, scholar?"