A fast horse galloped rapidly on the official road. The rider on the horse had been driving for two whole days. He was tired and refreshed when he saw the inn not far away, where he would get sufficient supplies and rest.

Wuzhong casually threw his waist badge to Yi Cheng, turned over and dismounted: "Feed my horse well, if there is a shortage of food and fodder, watch your skin carefully!"

Yi Cheng took a look at the waist badge and was surprised by the ivory material. He smiled like a face changer in a Sichuan opera: "It turns out that I am an official personally. Is this because of the emperor's mission?"

Wu Zhong glanced at him: "Stop making any noise and go do your thing and prepare meals for me!"

"Captain, please come in. This is called handyman preparation!" After Yi Cheng said this, he nodded and left to prepare. He could see clearly that he was not someone he could offend against a close subordinate of an official like Wuzhong.

Walking into the small wooden turret of the inn, there were already people drinking wine in the lobby, which surprised Wuzhong? How long had it been since the famine outside was so terrifying that they were still drinking wine here?

It is a great blessing to have two white flour steamed buns to eat!

When the waiter was serving the food, he saw Wuzhong's face looking ugly, so he cleverly explained: "Those guys brought their own drinks, which we don't have at this inn. If you want to drink, you're probably out of luck."

Wu Zhong licked his cracked lips and took a sip of cold water on the table. He had not tasted wine for a long time.

The three of them seemed to be avoiding him intentionally, and they all turned their faces to the other side, for fear that he would notice their appearance. But the more this happened, the more careful Wu Zhong became, taking advantage of the break to drink water to observe their every move.

The three of them got up and left after having had enough wine and food. Wu Zhong got up and walked out of the turret after they left. The other party got up and left without looking back...

Wuzhong could tell at a glance that they were military horses, and then he asked Yi Cheng who had received the reward: "Where are these three people from?"

"How do you know that?" Yi Cheng lowered his head to count the money and ignored his words.

He pulled out the three-edged military thorn with a swipe sound, and the blood groove shone with a dazzling luster in the sun, "You are the boss who wants money rather than life. Whatever I ask you at this time, you will answer whatever you want. You have also seen it these days,

Someone dying next to a pipe is nothing!"

The cold blade made Yi Cheng's scalp tingle and he trembled: "They said they came from Xiangzhou, but it doesn't look like they are young. Their horses are stamped with the stamp of Xuan Yizu of the Guanghua Army!"

Wuzhong frowned: "Did they say where they were going?"

"Tokyo City!"

Yi Cheng's answer surprised Wu Zhongxin. Judging from the clothes and horses of the three people, they should be members of the army. Not to mention that the leader had a copper tiger-faced belt hanging on his waist. How could he wear such a waistband?

At least it is a promotion for those who play cards, but promotion in the army cannot leave the station without the emperor's order!

Why did Xuan Yizu go to Tokyo City after being promoted? This made Wuzhong puzzled. If anything goes wrong, there must be a monster. Wuzhong quickly rushed to the stable, got on his horse and rushed to Luoyang City. There were black hands in all the capitals.

Branch, as soon as they arrive in Luoyang City, they can use flying pigeons to send messages to warn the underworld in Tokyo City and investigate the origins of these three people.

After the horse had eaten and drank enough, it galloped on the official road again. Yi Cheng wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and looked at Wuzhong who was walking away. He breathed a sigh of relief and said: "It's really a fight between gods and little devils!"

It only took Wuzhong half a day to visit Longmen Town. He was surprised to find that the place was completely different from what it was before he left. Military tents stretched for several miles, but among them were unkempt victims instead of sergeants.

He urged his horse to take a few steps forward and saw Peng Qi and his men carrying grain. He quickly turned over and dismounted and said, "Commander Peng, what's going on?"

"Eh? It's you, kid. Aren't you following Mr. Cai? Why did you come back by yourself!" Peng Qi saw Wuzhong's expression of surprise at first, and then said with an ugly face: "What happened?"

Seeing that he had misunderstood, Wu Zhong quickly explained: "It's nothing serious. It's just a matter of delivering documents to the officials."

"Oh, it's okay. It just so happens that the official family is in Longmen Town. You can go!"

"No, please give it to the official in person. I have to go to Luoyang City for business." After saying this, Wuzhong took off the cylinder from his back and handed it to Peng Qi, then hurriedly walked out.

Peng Qi grabbed his hand and asked: "How is the disaster situation in Dengzhou?"

"It's terrible!"

"It's going to break now!" Peng Qi looked at the cylinder in his hand and smiled helplessly: "I've picked up a hot potato! Li Jiu... How about you help...?"

Li Jiu instantly became a model worker. He picked up three bags of grain and walked forward. He turned around and pretended not to hear and asked, "Commander Peng, what did you say?"

"I didn't say anything...three bags of grain is too little, I will carry five bags next time!!"

Li Jiu responded with a grimace: "Alas!"

Not to mention five bags of grain, even if he was asked to carry six bags, he wouldn't hesitate. He really didn't want to go to the official's tent. The official's temper had been very bad in the past two days. Yesterday, Sancai was so scared that he wet his crotch and wet his pants.

I don’t know what it will be like if I go to deliver documents today!

Hehehe laughter came from Zhao Zhen's mouth. Peng Qi looked at the sneering officials and felt that it would be better to get angry and make people feel better.

"Okay! After all this time, I finally found a good official, a good official who can sacrifice himself! But what's the use of this? Isn't it just a loss of my Nanyang City! Nanyang City!"

Even if this sentence was squeezed out from Zhao Zhen's teeth, Nanyang City and Wancheng were built in the Xia, Zhou, and Qin dynasties. It was an ancient city that flourished during the Han Dynasty. Although it has been ravaged by hundreds of years, it has

It is still one of the most prosperous cities in Dengzhou, but it is gone just like that!

It was not destroyed by the invasion of foreign enemies, but burned down by his own people. This was the most unacceptable thing for Zhao Zhen. He was so depressed that he almost suffered from internal injuries.

Peng Qi stood under the imperial desk with a bow and did not dare to raise his head. It was just as Li Jiu said, officials are so terrifying when they are angry.

"You two come here and unfold Cai Boqi's paintings for me to see." Zhao Zhen sat down weakly behind the imperial desk and waved his hands.

Sancai and Peng Qi quickly took out the paintings from the cylinder and unfolded them. A hellish scene appeared in front of Zhao Zhen's eyes. He had always thought that Picasso's paintings were abstract, but after seeing Cai Boqi's paintings, he felt that Picasso's paintings were also quite realistic.

…

The word "horrible" is no longer enough to describe the misery in the painting. The woman fell on the roadside with her breasts exposed. The corpses of babies can be seen everywhere. There was a sharp knife stuck in the old man's body, but the owner of the sharp knife was eating something he didn't know from.

Where to cut off the arm.

Peng Qi and Sancai's hands holding the drawing paper trembled. Such a scene pulled out all the anger in people's hearts, "This... beast!"

Peng Qi shouted angrily, looking at Zhao Zhen with sadness in his eyes: "The official family...how could this happen?"

"Do you know what it feels like to be extremely hungry?"

Sancai nodded, "This slave knows that life is worse than death! I wish I could stuff everything into my stomach before I would settle for it! There is a mouse on the ground. They regard it as a treasure and want to eat it as long as it is alive!"

Peng Qi swallowed dryly after hearing this, "I still remember the feeling when my mother took me to escape the famine. A kind man gave me a wild vegetable pancake. The taste is even better than that of Cai Ji's chef!"

Zhao Zhen nodded. He had never experienced this himself, because in later generations when supplies were sufficient, even if there was a drought, the country would use rationing and convenient transportation to adjust, and it would never be possible to encounter such a situation as no food.

But the people of the Song Dynasty were different. Farmers at this time still relied on the weather for their livelihood, and if something went wrong, they might lose their harvest.

When encountering large-scale droughts and floods, the human factor becomes even more important.

The victims of the disaster turned into a mob because the grain merchants who were waiting for a price lit the fuse. If they had released the grain for sale as soon as possible, this kind of inhumane thing would not have happened. It is true that you can still live if you are doing evil.
Chapter completed!