Blade of Wind

When we arrived in Qingzhou, the weather was very good.

The rainy days of the report seem to be over, with bright sun and clear skies.The flood has receded. Although the land ravaged by natural disasters still looks devastated, there are weeds growing here and there in the wilderness, just like bits and pieces of hope.

This land is still full of vitality.Slowly it will get better.

Go a little further and you will see fields.

There are not many, but a small piece of a small piece has already grown seedlings.

"There is probably a cottage not far ahead." Mo Yekong said.

I nodded.After we entered Qingzhou, we did not follow Daguan Road to Zhoucheng, but turned to the Weihe River.In two days, this was the first time I saw smoke.

Ao was also very happy, and went to ask the people working in the fields for directions.

The man lifted up the bamboo hat that shaded the sun, and I realized that it was a middle-aged woman.

She glanced at us, looked a little wary, didn't speak, just pointed forward with her hand, then lowered her head and continued to work, ignoring us again.

Ah Ao has always had a good image in front of people, and this is probably the first time he has been shut down like this. He turned his head, frowned, and looked at me with some frustration.

I laughed, stretched out my hand to pull him into the car, and said, "Let's go ahead and have a look."

But as we went all the way, although there were many fields beside the road, most of the people working in the fields were women, or half-grown children.Not a single man was seen.

I couldn't help but frowned. Although this area has suffered a disaster, it hasn't reached the point where all the men are dead, right?I turned my head and asked, "How many casualties did the Qingzhou newspaper report last time?"

No one answered.

Li Guang is not from Fangguo, Mo Yekong is a general, and Ao... I don’t know if I have read those memorials carefully.

Suddenly regretting it a bit, I should have brought Xiu Huang out, at least his super good memory is also very useful.

Ao and Mo Yekong didn't reply for a while, but Li Guang smiled and said: "Xiao Jie, you don't have to think in the worst direction, maybe there are other things. After all, here is still repairing the river, and if there is not enough manpower, just do it on the spot." It's also possible to recruit a husband."

I thought about it too, scratched my head a little embarrassedly, and said: "Sorry. Nothing good has happened since I became the throne. I am indeed a little nervous."

Li Guang and Mo Yekong comforted me a few words, but Ah Ao didn't speak, and his mood was obviously depressed.

At dusk, we arrived at a small village, only a dozen or so houses surrounding the Li family.It can be seen that it was repaired on the original ruins.

After all, Limu is the foundation of the village. Even if the whole village is washed away by the flood, as long as Limu is still there and the flood recedes, the local residents will still live together in the same location.

We went to Li's house to stay, only to know that this place is called Wangxia, according to the administrative division of the Twelve Kingdoms, it is a clan.There should have been a hundred families.Now it seems that at most it is the size of a mile.

The patriarch was an old woman with gray hair and a gentle face.Looking at our group, I was a little hesitant at first, so I made up an excuse of "We are businessmen from Wuzhou, my brother is not in good health, and we are taking him around to seek medical treatment", saying that I hope to spend the night here .While Li Guang handed over the money without losing the opportunity, she welcomed us into Li's house.

Although the patriarch said that he had just suffered a disaster, that the houses in the clan could not be built again, and that the place was poor and crowded, he still vacated two rooms for us.I don't know whether I really sympathize with the "sick" Ao, or it's for the sake of money.

Although Ah Ao's hair color is light, but if you look closely, you can still see the golden color, so in places where there are many people, I simply ask him to cover the whole person with a cloak, and tell people that his body is weak and cannot withstand the wind and sun show.He was a little bit resistant at first, but he got used to it along the way.

It was the same this time, when we talked to the patriarch, he listened quietly, and when we entered the house, he obediently sat in front of the inner bed, coughing lightly from time to time.

The patriarch brought a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl to help us settle down. The patriarch spoke to us gently, but the little girl seemed to be very curious about A Ao, and kept poking her head out to stare at him.

Ao didn't know whether he was a little shy or afraid of being exposed, so he simply shrank to the bed and lay down facing the wall.

The patriarch coughed a little embarrassedly, and directly ordered the little girl to go out to prepare for cooking, then looked at Ao, and said: "I'm really sorry, at such a young age, there are obviously sick people, but there is nothing good to offer Welcome everyone. Children are ignorant, please don't be offended."

"Where. The patriarch can take us in and save us from sleeping in the open. We are very grateful." I said hastily, paused, and asked again, "Is it true that few foreigners come here?"

"No. Although Wangxia is not a prosperous place, it was not very closed in the past, and there were some businesses coming and going." After the patriarch explained, he paused and asked, "I don't know why Miss Luo Yan is like this. question?"

I told her about finding someone to ask for directions on the road.

The patriarch pondered for a while, then sighed and said: "Maybe they saw the luxurious clothes of the guests, and mistook the guests for officials from Pusulai."

When she said this, I couldn't help being even more surprised, and asked: "Do you hate Pusu's officials?"

The patriarch glanced at me, smiled gently again, and said, "Officials are people who act on behalf of the king to govern one side's affairs, how can they hate it? It's just that the country people have never seen the world, and they are full of respect for the officials from the capital. , so I dare not talk nonsense."

...that doesn't sound like the truth, at least not entirely.

I thought, maybe the patriarch also regarded us as officials from Pusulai, so he treated us with more courtesy.After all, my excuse was not very good.She just didn't want to expose us to our faces.

Since we doubt our identity, we will naturally speak carefully.

Even if I think her words are half-truths and half-false, it's not easy to continue asking.Just as he was thinking about how to make a few more sentences, there was a sudden commotion outside.

It seemed that someone was clamoring to see the patriarch.

The patriarch smiled at me apologetically, said sorry, and left.

This is obviously their family affairs, and it's not easy for me to participate, but I still can't help being curious.

Because we walked all the way today, and all we saw were women and children, and even the patriarch was a woman, but just now, it was a man's voice.

So, I told Mo Yekong to protect Ao, and I pretended to be walking and slipped out of the room.

The author has something to say: Recently, the focus of filling the pits is on "One Carrot, Several Pitfalls", and it's a little bit slower here, sorry~