The World of Yellow Sky

Chapter 459 Entering the State

Zhongping five years, December [-]th.

On the city wall of Shangai County, there are rare soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army with their heads wrapped.

Jingxing crosses the Taihang Mountains from Jingxing Pass in the east, and Shangai County is the farthest west. This is the hinterland of the territory of the Yellow Turban Army, and it can even be said to be one of the safest places.

Originally, the thieves and bandits in the Taihang Mountains did not dare to provoke the Yellow Turban Army, and the Han Army had no wings, so it was impossible to cross the Jingxing Pass and rush to Shangai County across the [-] Li Taihang.

Shangai County belongs to the Changshan Kingdom of Jizhou according to the division of prefectures and counties. It is located in the central area of ​​the three counties of Taiyuan County, Shangdang County, and Changshan Kingdom.

There is only one road from Jingxingguan to Shangai County, which is the famous "Jingxing", but when it reaches Shangai County, the official road is divided into two and becomes two official roads.

The first official road separated from Shangai County is the official road of Taiyuan County leading to the west, and the second road is leading to Shangdang County in the southwest.

There is not much danger around Shangai County, and several powerful families in the county have already been removed by the Eagle Wolf Guards. They are very safe, so there are very few Yellow Turban troops stationed in Shangai County.

Not counting the soldiers in the military villages in Ai County, the standing troops in Shangai County are only two villages, which are actually not full. In other words, there are only more than one hundred soldiers in Shangai County. A standing army known as the Yellow Turban Army.

The only slightly larger institution in the county is the Hundred Household Office of the Eagle Wolf Guard, with a staff of about a hundred people.

The general hundred households are all in charge of the wolf guards, but this one is a bit special.

Because this place is in Jingxing, in addition to the work of the wolf guards, the eagle guards also have to transmit information. Counting the manpower of the two guards, the eagle guards and the wolf guards, this place is in a state of full staff.

The armed force of the Yellow Turban Army in Shangai County is about [-].

But now on the city wall of Shangai County, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army are densely packed, and as far as the eye can see, there are all yellow flags.

In the city of Shang'ai County, from time to time, groups of patrolling soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army walked slowly between the squares and cities.

Outside of Shangai County, it was bustling with staggering refugees on the official road.

Both sides were also full of soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, among which were many Tiqi cavalry of the Eagle Wolf Guard.

Carefully inspecting the cavalry of the eagle wolf guards who moved around from time to time, it was obvious that among these cavalry, there were many Baihu and Qianhu in red and white robes.

On the official road, there is a vast expanse, and the people's team is like a long winding dragon, which can't be seen at a glance.

"Aweng, have we arrived in Bingzhou?"

A little half-grown child who was full of travel and dust, gently tugged at the corner of his father's clothes in front of him.

"It should be here."

The middle-aged man who was walking in front of him turned his head and pulled the bag that was about to fall off his shoulder with his hands.

He didn't know the answer to his own child's question.

They walked all the way, shuttling between the high mountains, and heard that this road is called Jingxing, as long as they cross Jingxing, they can enter the territory of Taiping Road, and they can reach the place where the yellow sky shines.

Now here, there are yellow flags everywhere, they have already passed Jingxing, this should be Bingzhou.

He is from Qingzhou. Before that, he had never left Qingzhou, or even Pingyuan County.

The farthest road he has traveled, and the farthest place he has been to, is from the settlement to Leling City to serve.

As for Bingzhou, he didn't know how far it was. He only knew that it was in the west of Qingzhou, a place far, far away in the west.

Fu Zhu of Taiping Road told them that it may take four full months to arrive.

He didn't want to leave his hometown or his hometown, even though he was a believer in Taiping Dao.

This is where he was born and raised, this is where his father, his grandfather, and his grandparents lived for generations.

His clan is here, his wife is here, his parents are here, everything about him is here, and his whole life should be here too.

But he has no choice, he has no choice.

Continuous exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes were imposed, and the officials who collected taxes forced him to leave his hometown.

He didn't dare to slack off every day, he would get up before the sun rose every day, and he had to be busy every day when the sun went down and dusk, before he could go home.

In addition to making a living in the field every time, I have to do some part-time jobs so as to maintain my family's life.

I thought that I would work day and night and never dare to be idle for a moment. My son is fourteen years old. Although children of this age need more food every day, they can still help with some work.

Maybe I can save some surplus food this year, which can make my family's life better.

But no one can predict what will happen tomorrow...

The middle-aged man closed his eyes and clenched his fists, he didn't want to recall any more.

Seeing that his father didn't continue to speak, the boy was sensible and didn't ask questions.

"Little sister, we finally arrived in Bingzhou."

The boy tilted his head slightly, and said excitedly to the little girl lying on his back, that was his little sister who just turned four years old.

The little girl opened her eyes and looked forward curiously on her brother's back. She was still young and didn't know what Bingzhou meant.

"Cake State? Is there a place to eat roasted corn?"

She only remembered that those people who wore long clothes and were called Fu Zhu gave her a taste of roasted corn, it was really delicious.

People around seem to say that as long as you are in Cake Province, you can eat roasted corn every day, so you don’t have to go hungry anymore.

She doesn't like to be hungry, it's not good to be hungry.

"Yes, that's where the roasted corn is eaten."

The boy smiled, and suddenly felt some strength in his thin body.

He lifted the little sister on his back up, and took two quick steps before he followed his father's pace.

He raised his head, and the first thing he saw was his father's back, which was not wide, but it made people feel extremely at ease.

The surrounding crowd moved forward slowly, and in front of the father's back was an endless sea of ​​yellow flags, which almost covered the boy's eyes.

On the official road outside Shangai County, the central area is surrounded by layers of Yellow Turban Army. The teams of the surrounding people separated here, and more than a hundred teams formed a long queue.

More than a hundred teams were isolated by the proposed fence, and around the fence, every three steps stood a soldier holding a ring sword.

Every thirty steps or so, there was a low platform in the center of the fence, on which stood a Fu Zhu holding an iron loudspeaker and wearing Taoist robes.

"Don't crowd, don't make noise, don't push, don't take the seat, offenders will be punished as endangering public safety, ten lashes!!"

The people around the official road seemed very nervous. They followed the leading Yellow Turban soldiers, separated from the original team, and joined the queue.

Looking at the strange loudspeaker and listening to the loud voices in their ears, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army standing every few steps made them relax slowly.

Those Yellow Turban Army Fu Zhu who shouted, although they were talking about punishment, their tone was not harsh.

Among the people in the four prefectures, many of them were believers of the Taiping Dao. When they saw Fu Zhu, who was wearing a Taoist robe and a yellow scarf army, they couldn't help but feel a sense of stability in their hearts.

In each team, only one person is put in at a time, and the people in front of the middle-aged man have already been taken away by the soldiers leading the way.

He looked ahead nervously, a little at a loss, not knowing what to do.

But his wife and children were by his side, and he knew he couldn't be too flustered, otherwise it would affect the mood of his wife and children.

A soldier with a ring sword on his waist walked forward slowly, and the middle-aged man was a little panicked.

Although the Yellow Turban Army protected them all the way, he still couldn't help being afraid of these soldiers and believers wearing swords.

"My lord, Wang Zhong, is a Taoist of the Taiping Dao. Now he has entered the area under my Taiping Dao's jurisdiction and is already safe. There is no need to be too nervous."

Wang Zhong took a step forward, clasped his hands together and said.

"Are you a family?"

Wang Zhong noticed that a little behind the middle-aged man's side, there was also a thin woman standing there, and a half-grown man with a child on his back, and he knew that they were probably a family.

"Return to Shangguan's words." The middle-aged man swallowed, Wang Zhong's tone softened, calmed him down, nodded and said: "This is my wife."

"You don't need to call me Shangguan, just call me fellow."

Wang Zhong noticed the nervousness of the middle-aged man, he couldn't help but secretly sighed, and said with a smile.

"Follow me together, don't fall behind."

Wang Zhong simply instructed a few precautions, and then led the middle-aged man and his party to one of the queues.

"Follow closely, Asheng, don't get lost."

The middle-aged man turned his head and gave instructions to the boy behind him, and lifted the bag up a little more, then took the hand of his wife beside him, and followed Wang Zhong forward.

"Follow the people in front and keep going. That's it. When you get to the front, someone will pick you up. Don't worry."

Wang Zhong led the middle-aged man to the end of a queue, explained briefly, and left again.

He still needs to pick up other people. There are millions of people waiting to be transferred. In Shangai County today, there are more than [-] soldiers from the Yellow Turban Army alone.

Liu Pi is now sitting in Shangai County, and now there are more than a thousand Yinglang Wei Tiqi gathered in Shangai County, and all these are for the purpose of planning for the people of the four prefectures to enter the prefecture.

The team moved forward little by little, with khaki flags fluttering in the wind on both sides.

The middle-aged man looked at the yellow flags fluttering all around, and felt a little calm. The khaki-yellow flags were the same color as the soil.

As long as the khaki flag is flying, they are still safe.

"Don't worry, Jingxing has been passed now, and the Han army has been stopped outside. It's safe here."

In the gap between the queues, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, holding their knives on their heads, persuaded in a low voice, maintaining the order of the queue, and their tone was very relaxed.

The boy deviated from some lines. He poked his head out from behind his father's body, trying to see the scene in front of him clearly, but there was a long dragon in front of him, flags fluttering, and soldiers standing everywhere, blocking his sight.

The team moved forward slowly, and the cold wind blew in, causing another hunting sound.

The boy shrank his neck. It was already December, and the cold wind in the north was getting colder and colder. The clothes on his body were pitiful, and it was not enough to resist the cold.

The Taihang Mountains were even more ruthless because of the lack of clothing. Although the Yellow Turban Army had prepared a lot of clothing, it was just a drop in the bucket. Many people died in their sleep in the Taihang Mountains.

He fell into a deep sleep and never woke up.

After exhausting all kinds of hardships and going through many dangers, he fell on Jingxing. When he was closest to the finish line...

The real world is often so cruel.

Although the team moves slowly, it is still moving.

The middle-aged man walked to a table under the guidance of a eagle wolf Wei Tiqi.

Different from the low desk on the ground, this desk is much higher and has reached his waist.

The middle-aged man raised his head and looked behind the Hu table. A Fu Zhu, who was wearing a Taoist robe and had a kind face, was sitting behind the Hu table, sitting on a rather tall chair.

On the Hu table, there was a thick stack of yellow paper.

"Everyone who enters the land of Bingzhou must first register their information. I will allocate land to you or arrange work according to your situation. If you are a craftsman, I have workshops in various places in Taipingdao, and I can arrange for you. Enter the nearest workshop, if there is something you can do, you can report it, it is best not to hide it, it is you who concealed the loss."

The eagle wolf Wei Tiqi who was leading him motioned for the middle-aged man to sit on the chair.

"do you understand?"

"understand."

The middle-aged man sat on the chair stiffly and nodded repeatedly.

He had never sat in such a chair, nor had he tried to sit opposite these apparently noble-looking people like this. He felt very uncomfortable for a while, and he dared not sit down.

"do not worry."

That Fu Zhu smiled and said slowly.

"Report your name first."

"Chen Feng."

When the middle-aged man heard Fu Zhu's question, he stood up involuntarily and answered with his head down.

"A good harvest?"

Fu Zhu didn't look up, and wrote it with a pen on the yellow paper in front of him.

"Yep……"

"Sit and talk, it's fine."

Seeing Chen Feng standing up, Fu Zhu said with a terrified expression and a dumbfounded smile.

Chen Feng sat down as promised, but still a little nervous.

"Where did you live? Which state, which county, and what is the name of the village?"

Chen Feng thought for a while, and then answered with some trepidation.

"Qingzhou, in Pingyuan County, where the Chen family gathers."

He remembered this information quite clearly, and the local Fu Zhu told them very clearly, and told him to keep it in his heart, otherwise when he entered Bingzhou, he might be separated from the people in his hometown.

"But a craftsman, or have other specialties?"

"The villain only knows how to farm..."

Chen Feng looked a little embarrassed and said in a low voice.

"That's the farmer."

Fu Zhu dipped the brush with some more ink, and then continued writing on the yellow paper.

After that, Chen Feng's wife and children were recorded on the yellow paper.

"Take the yellow paper and don't damage it. With this piece of yellow paper, you will be able to lead the fields. The ink is not dry yet. Be careful. Follow the soldiers behind me and continue to the rear. .”

After Fu Zhu handed the yellow paper to Chen Feng, he continued to exhort Chen Feng.

Chen Feng took the yellow paper from the talisman with trembling hands. He only heard that he could lead to the field with this yellow paper, and he heard no other instructions.

"Good, good, good."

Chen Feng nodded again and again, he didn't dare to force his hands at all, he was almost holding the yellow paper.

He knew that the yellow paper he was holding now would be the reliance of their family's future life.

He finally wants to have his own field...

(End of this chapter)