Huh ~
The cold wind blows the snow and the strong smell of blood.
All night, the people in Yanzhou City were in great panic.
Listening to the faint shouting and roaring, even in the dream, people would wake up. When it was dawn, some people finally couldn't help but go out carefully to watch.
"Ahem~"
The coughing sound from the next door woke Fang Ada, who was already sleeping uneasy. His teeth trembled, put on his thin clothes, and walked out the door.
It was another heavy snow night, and the snow in the courtyard was covered with a thick layer.
He cooked medicine quickly. Before the smoke from cooking in the city rose, he had already boiled a full bowl of medicine and came to my mother's bed.
"Son, son."
The sick old woman sat up with difficulty and swallowed the medicine soup her son fed, and tears couldn't stop flowing:
"It's my mother who has dragged you down. We can't afford this medicine..."
"Mom, no."
Fang Ada felt sad and forced himself to keep an eye on: "I met a kind-hearted person. This medicine soup was the money he gave him. Your disease will definitely get better..."
"How, how do you take other people's money..."
The old woman couldn't help but cough a few times.
"Mom, stop talking. You can pay it back, you will definitely pay it back..."
Fang Ada suppressed the grief in his heart, waited for my mother to lie down, close the doors and windows, and then left the door.
At this time, the sky was already bright, and smoke could be seen rising in the city. There was also the fragrance of porridge and rice in the nearby yard, and the unstoppable crying sounds.
"Who is dead again?"
Fang Ada thought in a muffled way.
During the year, the cold winter has always been the most difficult thing. In the past, every year, a large number of elderly people could not help but die, and now, there is no need to say more.
There were forty-three families in the "Xiaoque Lane" where he lived, but now there are more than ten families with white cloth hanging outside the door.
But there is no funeral.
Including his father and brother, the poor families in the seven urban areas of the outer city, most of them did not even have money for funerals, and there were many people who were left for half a month or even for several months.
Like him, there are many people who sell themselves as slaves.
What is even more sad than this is that in recent times, even the places to sell oneself as slaves have disappeared. Several major families in the city who are related to the chaos army no longer need males.
As long as the pretty girl who is less than fourteen...
After a night, the wind and snow finally stopped. As the rising sun, there were figures of people in the city, but most of them were hiding in the dark and watching.
It has been the eighth day since the city changed the king flag, and the panic in the city is still there, but most people are already used to it.
Under the old trees at the entrance of the alley, there are neighbors nearby. They sit or stand, mostly sad, and a small number of people look numb.
"Yan Family Army, is it going to fall? The shouts of killing last night seemed to be coming from outside, but no one seemed to have left the city... Could it be that it was the people from the court who called me?"
"It's no difference whether we come or not! In my opinion, it's better not to come. After finally feeding these hungry wolves, another group of evil dogs! I'm afraid we won't have any way to live..."
"The court, the Yan thief, are all birds of a feather, and they are not good people! I don't know which group of thieves who defeated the Yan thief..."
"I have no food at home..."
"God! I won't give anyone a way out!"
...
He sighed and stopped after Fang Ada approached and recognized the person, he started talking to himself.
Fear, frustrated, nervous...
All kinds of emotions spread, which made Fang Ada feel a little depressed, but he remembered Jiang Wu and the master he saw before he fell into a coma.
He couldn't help it again:
"Different, this time, different..."
"no the same?"
A tightly wrapped old man couldn't help but look back when he heard this and glared at him:
"Before the Yan thieves entered the city, some people said this, but what's the difference? The court exploited them, but they were not as heavy as they did! Poor to my boy, he was dragged into the chaos army!"
"The gangster killed by heaven and robbed my daughter, beast, she is only twelve years old!"
...
When one person spoke, everyone couldn't help it. The saliva almost drowned Fang Ada. He retreated in a mess and wanted to explain, but suddenly a scream came from a distance.
Hulala ~
The next moment, everyone inside and outside the alley ran towards their yard like frightened birds. Even Fang Ada unconsciously shook and hid in the shadow.
Dangdangdang~
Not long after, the voice approached. It was a strong middle-aged man. He was struggling hard to beat the gong. His voice was a little hoarse, but his expression was excited:
"The Yan thief, has been wiped out! Lord Yang wiped out the Yan thief and wanted to open a warehouse to provide relief..."
"Every household is out, go to the state yard to collect grain! Open the warehouse and release grain! There are also clothes and bedding, go quickly!"
"Go quickly! Go quickly!"
The gongs beat and shout again and again.
The man walked back and forth around the streets and alleys, and his voice became hoarse. However, even though there were pairs of eyes staring at him in the closed door, no one came out.
There was not even a response at all!
"The Yan thief was wiped out?!"
Only Fang Ada was shocked and recalled the scene he saw before he fainted at the city wall, and was the first to stand up.
"Friends, I am Fang Ada! I'll go and see it on your behalf!"
Fang Ada shouted loudly.
He knew very well that over the years, almost all the people in Yanzhou City had been scared.
Therefore, he shouted loudly to attract the attention of everyone and ran towards the state yamen first. He felt excited and uneasy, but when he saw Jiang Wu in front of the state yamen, all his concerns were wiped out.
"Hiss Jiang!"
Fang Ada picked up two bags of rice and grain, and without greeting Jiang Wu, turned around and ran away, then ran away and shouted, notifying the people in the nearby streets.
"This kid is also aware..."
Jiang Wu was silent, but he couldn't help but nod, seeing Fang Ada's purpose.
"Register your name and no one is allowed to falsely claim it!"
After coming back to his senses, Jiang Wu mercilessly scolded the yamen runners, the slashers and the people who surrendered to Yan thieves and served him without any mercy. He really looked down on him.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! The yamen runners, the pen-brushers, were silent and pale, and could only say that the person in front of them had killed hundreds of people in eight days, which made them feel fear from the heart.
"Really, really, I've given food?"
"Is it fake? How could anyone give us food?"
"That's Fang Ada, Xiaoquexiang! This is a filial child. In order to cure my mother's illness, she sold herself as a slave!"
...
Fang Ada ran back to the alley.
At first, the people who saw him were skeptical, but finally someone could not help but rush towards the state yamen...
One, two...
As more and more people received food, the remaining people finally walked out of the door and rushed towards the state yamen, making many yamen runners who maintained order unable to eat or live.
The city was in an uproar and boiling, and for a moment, it seemed like the cold winter was suppressed.
"The thief killed by heaven!"
Holding the list of people counting, Jiang Wu felt that there was a fire in his heart. Compared with before the war, there were more than 30% fewer people in Yanzhou City.
"You should kill, you can't escape. Brother Jiang, I'm going to catch someone if you're here!"
Yang Yu, who had changed into a martial robe, sat in front of the desk and flipped through the documents handed over by Jiang Wu, and couldn't help but feel chilled.
Yanzhou City was once the most prosperous place in Northwest Road, but it was a big province that was comparable to Daocheng, and such a wealthy place had so many casualties.
What kind of situation should be in other parts of Northwest Road?
"I hope to serve the best of all the time for Yang Daxia!"
Jiang Wu knelt on one knee, looking solemn, but he felt relieved in his heart.
What he feared the most was that Yang Yu said "get it done" and then left. The Yanzhou City would be doomed...
“Troubled times…”
Yu Yang took a deep breath and began to review the files and documents.
For him, governing the city and appeaseing the people was much more difficult than fighting on the battlefield. Opening warehouses and releasing grain was just one of them, but it was already extremely troublesome.
The resettlement of the chaotic army, the replacement of yamen runners, the stockpiling of merchants, the wealthy families who make friends with bandits, and the gangsters who take advantage of the situation...
One by one, it is a headache for veterans who have been in office for many years.
But Yang Yu did not refuse. On the contrary, he refused to recommend himself by many poor scholars in the city and dealt with him personally.
First, he did not trust these people, and secondly, he also wanted to try to practice his "precepts and precepts".
After the heavy snow that night, the sky cleared up. Although it was still cold, it was not difficult to go out.
Gradually, Yanzhou City has regained its vitality, no longer as deserted as a city before, and all kinds of vendors and shops have begun to operate, and there is still a bit of lively scene.
This is what the disciples of Wanxiang Mountain saw quickly, coming through the ruins still filled with smoke. They were led by Qi Wensheng.
"Uncle Master, he really captured Yanzhou City, and..."
Qi Wensheng's eyes were a little dazed.
The scene in front of you overlaps with the flesh-and-blood battlefield outside the city, and together they illustrate one thing, Yanzhou City has changed hands again!
With tens of thousands of troops, Yan Dongjun, who once pointed directly at the Northwest Daocheng, even called himself the "King of Yan", was defeated in such a short time.
Moreover, there is very likely only one person!
"this……"
The Confucian scholars looked at each other.
When they received the letter, they were skeptical, but even if they believed it, they thought that Yanzhou City was already ruined at this time, but they did not expect that the order had been restored.
"Walk!"
Qi Wensheng reacted the fastest, even though he was still shocked, he knew what he should do at this time.
Shortly after reporting the report, he met his uncle again, but was outside the inner yard, among the crowded crowd.
In the solemn and transparent lobby, Yang Yu sat upright, and two rows of yamen runners lined up in sequence below.
"Is this a trial?!"
Qi Wensheng was stunned, and the other Confucian scholars also looked strange.
But as the prisoners were arraigned, sentenced or released, the expressions of the crowd changed a little. This uncle, who was just a martial artist in their eyes, was really judging the case in a stern manner.
And it is not an unorganized random judgment...
only……
Looking at the little master who shot down the arbor and sentenced everyone to everyone, Qi Wensheng was confused:
Chapter completed!