HCB Chapter 469 There is no silver here 32!
Chapter 469 There is no silver here 32!
The nine tribesmen who heard this had no reaction!
The villagers of Tangjia Village below were not happy: "What are you talking about? Don't think you can say nonsense just because you are the head of the village. We are not like that. Don't destroy our unity."
"That's right, we didn't say anything! Don't spread rumors!"
Nine tribes: "..."
We know what we are talking about and we have no intention of settling accounts with you, so there is no need to try to hide the truth!
Tang Guangzheng covered his face, feeling extremely powerless. He really wanted to tell the county magistrate that the people from their village who fled famine were of no educational value at all!
At the critical moment, it was the old man Tang Jiugong who spoke up: "Old Eleven, please come down and let the nine clans talk about the hardships they experienced on the road to escape the famine."
Tang Guangzheng immediately stood up. It has to be said that the older you are, the wiser you get.
He said, "Okay, let the nine tribes tell us about their experiences on the road to escape famine, and you will understand. No matter how prosperous they are now, it cannot cover up the sadness they experienced on the road."
Shen Fugui, the chatterbox, was the first to stand up. He said, "Uncle Village Chief, do you really want us to speak?"
"Yes, you are brave enough to say it!"
As a result, the situation became even more out of control. Shen Fugui said:
"Before I fled the famine, my family was the poorest in our village. I lost my parents and grew up eating food from hundreds of families in the village. When I grew up and got married, it was the villagers who helped me.
But since we fled the famine, my family, who used to not have enough meat to eat once a year, has now eaten a lot of wild boar meat, beef, horse meat, mule meat, pheasant and rabbit meat, and we also eat a lot of wolf meat."
Tang Lizheng hurriedly stopped him: "Stop, stop, stop. I asked you to talk about the hardships, but you just kept talking about eating? Change someone!"
Just as Shen Zhidong was about to stand up, he was pulled back by Old Man Shen, who said, "Don't make things worse. Can you see that your uncle the head of the village is getting mad?"
Old Man Shen has not forgotten that the most common thing his fourth son said during the trip was: "I feel like the food here is better than at home."
But they could stop the adults but not the kids. Shen Luming suddenly shouted, "We are escaping from famine and spending the New Year in a cave. There is an underground lake in the cave. We catch fish with nets. I don't even want to eat them anymore."
Shen Yaya also jumped up and down: "And the pine nut candy, fried snow fruit, candied haws, and yam cake that Sister Yoyo made for me, they are all so delicious!"
"And there's also sparkling sweet water, so delicious!"
Tang Guangzheng was completely discouraged. Okay, let’s adjourn the meeting!
There was nothing more to say. The more they talked, the more they felt that they could team up with the Nine Clans and try to escape together.
Shen Youyou was down there, leaning her back against Sister Erya, almost laughing to death.
Shen Zhiqiu was considerate. He waved at everyone and said:
"Everyone, not all those who flee famine are like us. Some are miserable, very miserable, dying of thirst, starvation, freezing, and some even eat human flesh. It is also common for them to be beaten and killed by refugee bandits.
Take us for example. If you ask them to talk about the hardships they experienced while fleeing famine, they will only think of the good food and drink, but ignore the
There was no water source on the road, so we only dared to drink a few sips of water a day. Before plastic soles were invented, we wore straw sandals, which made the soles of our feet worn out.
On the way, I met refugees who had also fled to the mountains. Few of them could still catch their breath. There were dead bodies everywhere, and jackals that had eaten the dead flesh were baring their teeth at you.
When you pass by that kind of forest at night, your entire back will feel goosebumps.
In the middle of summer, I had to cover my head with a cloth to prevent mosquito bites and infection from the dead bodies. Not only did I sweat profusely, but I even had difficulty breathing.
I didn't even dare to stop walking, for fear of stepping on a rotten corpse. My daughter was so scared that she spent the middle of the night and had a high fever.
You have been in contact with my daughter for such a long time. She is not a timid girl, right? If she is like that, how can others be happy if they meet her?
Indeed, they ate a lot of meat on the road, not to mention the meat of animals and wild beasts, even fried cicadas tasted delicious, but to escape famine, some people ate tree bark, grass roots, and Guanyin soil.
Don't just think about it. Fugui and the others said we hunted wolves and wild boars. At that time, we hunted wolves and wild boars not for food.
It was purely for survival. We didn't take the initiative to kill the wolves.
The wolf wanted to eat us, and if we didn’t fight back, we would die. Now Erhu still has claw marks left by the wolf on his arm.”
Erhu, this silly guy, rolled up his sleeves to show himself to everyone, which made a group of little girls in Tangjia Village blush.
At this time, Tang Lizheng couldn't help but sigh again, his nephew was still considerate. He took a deep breath and told him:
"Did you hear me? Did you hear me? Don't just think about escaping from famine. Escaping from famine is not always a good thing. So what we need to do is to work together with the court to protect our homeland."
The villagers below interrupted again: "Village head, please stop talking. We have also seen the miserable people who escaped from famine, such as the family who settled in the Yangjia Village next door.
Although he was lucky enough to settle down in Fang County thanks to his relatives, his old relative died before he could see them.
Although the relatives’ children took care of them a little, they were distant blood relatives after all, and the whole family had to rely on selling their daughters to make a living, and they refused to go for the work-for-relief program in the county.
But if you ask me, he is just a coward and not a real man. He doesn't want to support himself. In Fang County, even if we don't work for the court in exchange for food,
You go to the mountains to mine, you can earn some money for your children and elders to survive, but he sold his daughter and ate and drank lavishly, and I heard he has become addicted to gambling recently."
I have never heard of the nine clans who fled from the famine, nor the Meng family.
When they heard this, they looked at each other, as if they were asking each other, "Who is he talking about? Is he one of the people who came with us?"
But the well-informed person continued, "Uncle Lizheng, we know you want us to cherish our current life and work hard for the court.
Don't worry, we will provide the soldiers with military supplies and logistics. Starting tomorrow, we will work overtime after dinner to provide them with more cotton boots, cotton, and military rations."
"Okay, you all understand, let's adjourn this meeting. Remember to work hard starting tomorrow."
After crossing the bridge, Shen Zhiqiu tugged at his daughter and said, "Did you see that? I guess there will be a notice posted there. This means that Fu Huaian has already reached Jingmen Pass. There will be martial law over there."
Unfortunately, before his daughter could respond, she was slapped on the back by his wife: "If you have anything to say, go home and talk behind closed doors. Don't be so talkative all day long. Don't you see that there are still many villagers over there?"
Shen Youyou raised the corner of her mouth slightly. Fortunately, she spoke slowly this time, otherwise she would have been scolded as well.
Thinking of this, she immediately moved away from her parents, and dragged her sister Erya to mutter, "Believe it or not, there will be something exciting to watch in a few days."
Sure enough, seven days later, the real answer was revealed.
The notices posted at the gates of every government office showed that His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan was indeed a hero on horseback, and the imperial edicts were written in a very domineering manner:
"The Northern Yuan Tartars have bullied our Daqing too much, repeatedly probing and harassing us all year round. It's disgusting. I'm ordering Duke Fu to be the Grand Marshal of the Northern Expedition and lead his army to annihilate the stubborn enemy completely, sweep away their holes, and show no mercy, so that our northern border will never be in trouble again."