As the weather changes day and night, the cold wind swept. On this land of China, which spans thousands of miles from east to west, south to north, the people have always been a subtle and sensitive word.

Throughout the dynasties, there have been virtuous people who shouted loudly that the people are the foundation, the people are everything, and the people can carry boats or cover them with water. What about it?

On the land of China, there are the smoke and clouds of northern borders, the splendor of Luoyang, the prosperity of Xijing, and the osmanthus in the south of the Yangtze River. However, all of this requires people and people. Without the people, no matter how good the scenery is, it will be corrupt, change color, and eventually disappear. But there are a few people who are high above and look at the railings, and they will look down at the busy people like ants, and they will think what will happen if these people are gone?

Most people only think about more land and greater rights, and then start a war and put everything into the Shura field. As for war damage, since it is inevitable in the war, since it cannot be avoided, why should I think too much? Isn’t it?

Why is this?

Thousands, tens of thousands, to be born and grown up, may take ten years or twenty years, and consume a lot of food and other supplies, but in the war, it may only take a few months or even a few days to consume these people...

Few people will consider these things, just like Fei Qian's order to withdraw troops from Yuyang also puzzled many people.

Why withdraw?

Why not continue to fight?

Isn’t war killing people?

Isn’t war just for consumption?

Perhaps it is because the person who actually goes to the battlefield and becomes a consumable is not the one who says these words. Just like those guys who are chirping in Qinglong Temple, like cats in heat, day and night, and do not look at the occasion, they only know that they keep calling for the right to mating.

The real people actually have very simple needs, they are just to survive.

Struggle to survive in natural disasters and man-made disasters.

A large flock of sheep slowly rolled across the grassland. In the distance, cavalry carrying three-color flags were maintaining order. A large number of people were busy, and from time to time would look up at the sky and speed up their pace.

"The General of the Cavalry has an order! The Great Cold Period is coming! It must be completed within three days! Everyone should work harder!"

This is Yinshan.

Since the Eastern Han Dynasty, the children of the gentry located in the Central Plains have generally not regarded this as part of their own country. Even so, it is still the case. Not many people know what is happening here, and not many people understand the ecology here. If it weren't for Fei Qian's development, this land would probably not have much relationship with the people of the Han Dynasty from beginning to end. The glory that once belonged to the Han people would gradually disappear into a few memories...

Even now, people in the Central Plains of China know that there is such a place, but not many people really understand it. In the hearts of most people in the Central Plains of China, this small place located on the south side of Yinshan Mountain and belongs to the Han territory, a remote, barren and wilderness, is a place where nearly 30,000 people have gathered.

Near the other side of the mountain, there is a simple market, with shops crowded by the rugged mountain, twisting and uneven. The Southern Xiongnu and Han children who were traveling around did not think that these shops had any ugly places, because in fact, the Yinshan Mountains had only been developing for a few years, and there was no time to pursue beauty.

Due to the rapid development, refugees from all over the place have different accents, and the neighbors are the Southern Xiongnu, so there is no unified aesthetic. In this area, taking root as much as possible and surviving is the first factor. As for the irregular houses, whether the stacked materials and wood block the road, it still seems a bit confusing.

Fortunately, because I cherish the hard-earned peace, even though this is not a place that fully emphasizes equality and fairness, and the chaos and noise are mixed with primitive and barbaric atmosphere, there is no big mess after all, and I have been through the bruises and bumps.

However, the quiet and stable Yinshan is now being broken by the abnormal cold.

The thick dark clouds rolled over the head, and the temperature dropped rapidly. No one thought it would be a good omen. The Han and Hu people stood together again. While letting the cattle and sheep out as much as possible, they began to harvest grass as much as possible, while building sheds for the reclaimed Zhuanghe fields to cover the wind and snow...

At this moment, there were no Hu people or Han people, but only those who were struggling to survive under the majestic power of nature.

Just like what these ancestors did tens of millions of years ago, millions of years ago.

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Jiangdong.

It's been raining for five days.

The cold current from the north and the warm current that should have risen north remained stalemate on the Yangtze River, causing continuous rainfall in this area, resulting in mountain floods.

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In Jingkou, the rushing mud and water on the streets in the city had already flooded the insteps. In the turbid water, were some debris floating over, drowned animals, and some corpses that had been soaked white, and they were not able to deal with it, swaying in the sewage...

Sun Quan sat on the high platform and watched the chaotic scene in the city.

Thunder, rain, insults, and shouts gather in this amazing rain curtain. The rain rushed all kinds of filthy things from above and then flowed to the low-lying places below.

Those who live in high places are naturally people with status, while those poor people who originally built straw sheds to live in low-lying places either shivered in the filthy water or try to escape to higher places with their only little possessions.

But those places have long been occupied by people. Some poor people who are slower in their hands and feet have tried to squeeze into the high ground, but are beaten out by people who have already occupied the high ground with sticks. Those who are strong may find the next place, while the old, weak, sick and disabled can only cry without tears in the vast rain and turbid water, waiting for the moment when the candle of life is extinguished.

The poor and humble people have nowhere to go, but the lackeys of the gentry's children can climb up to the building. After all, in Jiangdong, war horses are expensive and even money can't be bought. But is the life of the untouchables... how much money is worth?

As the ground in the city was flooded with water, most of the buildings on the floor were flooded, and the mounts of the children of the gentry were also taken to the buildings. They sat and lie in the dry grass with their eyes wide open and their heads tilted. Through the window, they watched the continuous rain fall on the ragged poor people on the ground.

A mount was not sure why, maybe it was frightened, or maybe it was too long since moving and stuffy, and rushed out of no one, running along the street in the heavy rain. Several servants were shouting and chasing in the sewage...

In the market, Fangjia and Fangding were digging open the ditch that was crowded with mud and various debris, shouting something from time to time, but they seemed so weak in the heavy rain, like a dog wailing.

Within the high wall, the servants of the big clan looked at them with their arms held by, without any intention of taking the initiative to help. After all, they have paid so much tax every year. Aren’t these tasks supposed to be done by those who eat and drink for free every day?

Sun Quan showed a sneer on his face.

A subtle footsteps came, and someone whispered outside the door to report: "Master, Ji Zixu is here..."

"Advise." Sun Quan said lightly without looking back.

The door was opened and a clear voice sounded, "I pay homage to the lord."

"Sit." Sun Quan said, then turned around, "Can you settle down at your home?"

"After taking care of the Lord, everything is ready." Ji Yan lowered her head and said.

Sun Quan nodded, was silent for a moment, as if he had made some decision, and then waved to Ji Yan, "Come here... Please look at me..."

Sun Quan pointed to the distance.

In the distance, there are the city houses in heavy rain, there are also the busy housemen in the city, and the housemen who stand by and watch.

"Did you see it?" asked Sun Quan.

Ji Yan was silent for a moment, "I saw it..."

Sun Quan looked into the distance, "If you see it, go and do it... Don't worry, there is something...

Ji Yan kowtowed, and then slowly retreated.

The sound of the door sounded again, and the footsteps went away.

Sun Quan turned his head slightly, and then turned his eyes to the rain curtain...

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The vision expands ahead.

Huge school ground.

Countless flags rolled in the cold wind.

On the high platform, Cao Cao stood with his hands behind his back.

Under the high platform, rows of soldiers stood neatly, their eyes focused on Cao Cao.

"In the Han Dynasty, during the four hundred years, the ministers and workers worked together to make the people kind. For more than ten years, relying on the court, the thieves have become more and more powerful, bullying the people and separating the land! The hometown is destroyed and the home is damaged. The court a little accommodating, and the thieves are betrayed their evil spirits, and they are more and more fierce and insulting! "

"The Han Dynasty ruled the world with benevolence and filial piety. The court still couldn't bear to go to war easily, not to protect the thief, but to hurt the people of the thief! Therefore, it repeatedly issued edicts and bans, and wanted to be gentle and explained that it was over. However, the thief was unhappy and became even more rampant! Yesterday invaded the emperor, and today it was the embezzlement of Yuyang!"

"Today I cry out to tell the world that we are not trying to do war and do not know the peace and stability, so we are living with them and cede land and tolerate them. This is enough to bring shame to the past, and we have no face to face in the underworld! Now we are inquiring and planning together, and we will fight to destroy the fierce flames of the thief and promote the prestige of the Han Dynasty! If we are unfavorable in the battle, we retreat and fear, and willing to follow the thief, we will punish them immediately and have no lenient debts!"

The strong wind blew across the platform, and Cao Cao opened his hands in the wind: "Big Man, thousands of victories!"

『Wan Sheng!』

『Wan Sheng!』

The sword hit the shield, the spear hit the ground, countless sounds sounded in the strong wind, and then mixed in the wind, floating away...

Naturally, many people know about it because of such a great momentum.

Even Cai Yu, who serves as an inconspicuous minor official.

Cai Yu staggered across the streets of Yecheng, and arrived at a small courtyard, knocked on the door. Soon the door opened, and an old servant opened the door, "Ah, it's Cai Langjun..."

"Is Wang Langjun at home?" Cai Yu asked.

"Who is here, there..." The old servant replied while bringing Cai Yu in.

After walking around the screen wall of the small yard and turning into the courtyard, he saw Wang Ming, who was in the main hall, looking at the sky boredly.

Wang Ming ignored Cai Yu, and Cai Yu was not polite, so he found a seat and sat down.

"Cao Sikong swore an oath to go out to fight..." Cai Yu said.

"Who doesn't know this?" Wang Ming still didn't look at him, but was looking at the sky.

『I mean…』 After hesitating for a while, Cai Yu looked at Wang Ming, 『Do you want it…』

"There's no money?" Wang Ming said, "I still have some... but I have to save a little... I said, why didn't you help you with those good friends..."

Cai Yu opened his eyes wide, "How can men spend women's money? Uh... don't interrupt, I'm talking about that..."

『…』 Wang Ming looked at the sky and said for a long time, "This weather is probably not easy to live with the newly planted seedlings..."

『Hi!』 Cai Yu was a little angry, 『Are you listening to me...』

Wang Ming turned around and said, "The weather is so bad, and the seedlings planted are hard to survive... I can guess this even if I sit here. Do you think Cao Sikong knows it?"

Cai Yu was stunned for a moment and said, "I probably know this, right?"

"If there is a problem with Zhuanghe now, will there be a problem with waiting until the autumn harvest?" Wang Ming continued to ask.

"Is this a question?" Cai Yu said.

Wang Ming clapped his hands, "So since you know that there may be problems with the autumn harvest, Cao Sikong is going to send troops now... Don't you think there is any problem? Or do you think Cao Sikong is a person who doesn't understand agriculture and sericulture and military affairs?"
To be continued...