The Red Chamber: The Rise of the Shuzi

Chapter 223 Vacuum Hometown Lifeless Old Mother (Part [-])

The sun was sinking to the west mountain, and it was already dusk.

On the small road outside the city gate, a group of more than ten people, each pushing a wheelbarrow, rushed to Fengjiazhuang outside the city.

It was Feng San and his party who had just returned from buying grain.

In the team, someone scolded: "You fucking grain merchant, dare to sell two taels of silver for a stone of rice. It is more than ten times more expensive than before, and the coarse grain is also five or six times more expensive. Earning so much money without conscience must be worthless!" To make a coffin for the whole family?!"

"Fortunately, I heard Brother Feng's words. Let's go buy food first. Otherwise, in a few days, we might not even be able to buy half of it!"

The rest of the people also nodded and said: "Yes, yes, although the ancestral land was sold, but now with these grains, at least they can survive this famine year!"

"In the days to come, let's talk about it later, the years of eating people like this..."

At this point, everyone couldn't help but fell silent.

More than a dozen people looked at the big sacks piled up on their own wheelbarrows. Apart from melancholy, there was a glimmer of hope in their eyes!

In the sound of "creaking" the wheelbarrow, time passed slowly.

Everyone is in the middle of the line.

Not far ahead, a group of people suddenly jumped out.

By night.

In the face of Feng San and the others' complexion changes, this group of robbers all covered their faces with rags, holding sticks, kitchen knives, hoes and other messy "weapons" in their hands, they quickly stopped and surrounded them stand up.

"Robbery!"

A man with a short knife in his hand stepped forward, "Two ways! Either leave the food on the cart, or let the big guy beat you to death. Choose yourself!"

Feng San and the others gathered together, leaning on each other, guarding against the pack of wolves in front of them.

"Hero, we are villagers from Fengjiazhuang outside the city, not far from here. Everyone eats food on this land. Why make things difficult for us poor and miserable people?"

Said, Feng San waved his hand, and pulled out a polished hatchet from under the wheelbarrow, "However, if you really want to be tough, then try whether the hatchet in Feng San's hand is good or not. Say it again!"

"Feng San from Fengjiazhuang?"

There was a slight commotion among the crowd blocking the way.

The leading man also hesitated for a while, "Since it's Feng San in person, I'll give you some face! In this way, be obedient and don't resist, we can allow each of you to leave a bag of food, and eat less to get through this year, right? ?!"

"Big brother..."

Behind the man, someone shouted unwillingly.

There are more than a dozen people in Feng San's party, and each person has a bag of grain, that is, more than a dozen bags, which can make a dozen families survive this year!

However, when he heard the shout behind him, the man shouted without looking back: "Shut up!"

The man was so frightened that he shut up and dared not speak.

Feng San's face wrinkled, there are some smart people in this group of robbers.

If no food is left, it is tantamount to letting everyone starve to death, which will inevitably arouse their own desperate resistance. At that time, even if they grab the food by force, they may have to break a few front teeth.

But promising to leave a bag of food for everyone is different.

There is a sack of food, although the life is a bit tight, but if I can find some wild vegetables or something like Timba Timba, I can barely survive this year.

In this way, it is tantamount to giving everyone hope to survive, and the desire to resist desperately is much less. Even if they are forcibly robbed, the loss to their own personnel will not be as great as before.

The man holding the dagger urged: "You guys decide quickly, if you drag it on, Grandpa won't have that patience!"

Around a hundred people are slowly approaching.

"Brother Feng, why don't we give them food?"

In the crowd, some timid ones tugged on Lafeng San's sleeves, tremblingly said: "Anyway, there's still a bag left, and I can hardly starve to death!"

The rest of the people were also a little moved.

After all, fighting is killing people!

But how could Feng San be deceived by the scheme of the person in front of him?

With a cold snort, Feng San said to the people behind him: "Don't have such delusions! This is at the foot of Fucheng, since they stopped us, they definitely won't let us leave safely!

Otherwise, let's go to Fucheng to call soldiers, and each of these robbers counts as one, and no one can escape, and they will all be taken to the vegetable market and beheaded!

So, do you still think they'll let us go? "

Hearing the words, the man blocking the way sighed, "Isn't it okay to be a fool? You have to make it so clear!"

Immediately, with a wave of his hand,
"Go!"

……

In the dark night, the two groups surrounded more than a dozen wheelbarrows piled with food, fighting in chaos for an instant.

Here kitchen knives and hoes flutter, while sharp hatchets rattle over there.

No one hesitated, and no one held back, every move was aimed at killing the other party!
Stones, dust, sticks, everything around me has been used, what's more, even a full mouth of teeth has been used...

The battle starts quickly and ends quickly.

After all, Feng San and his party were small and weak, and they pushed the cart all the way, so when facing the siege of nearly a hundred people, only Feng San relied on the hatchet in his hand to cut down three or five people on the opposite side.

The rest of the people were surrounded in the middle, and there was no further movement.

It was getting darker and darker, Feng San was covered with wounds, with the hatchet in his hand to open the way, he just rushed out from the surrounding layers, stumbled and disappeared into the night.

"Zhang Biao, do you really think I didn't recognize you? Just wait, I, Feng San, will make you pay back a hundredfold for today's enmity!"

In the night, Feng San's voice came from afar, causing the leading man to block the way to look extremely ugly.

……

A few days later, in a remote courtyard in Fengxiang Mansion.

A tall, but rather thin man, with unhealed injuries, solemnly wrapped a white cloth around his head.

Beside them, many people in the same attire were chanting in low voices:

"Vacuum hometown, lifeless old mother!"

"The catastrophe is coming, the sky and the earth are dark, the sun and the moon have no light!"

………………

the other side.

On the wide official road, the grain transportation team stretching for more than ten miles meanders.

Next to the grain transportation team, there is a well-organized, sturdy and fierce elite in all battles!

Under the banner of the Chinese army, the huge handsome flag with the word "Jia" flutters in the wind...

……

In the carriage, Lin Ruhai opened the curtains and asked outside, "What is the boundary now?"

And the one following the carriage was naturally the armored and very heroic Jia Jing.

Hearing Lin Ruhai's question, Jia Jing hurried forward.

"We have just passed Qingyang Mansion, and we will pass Fengxiang Mansion ahead, and we will not be far from Hanzhong Mansion, which is at the center of the drought!"

"No wonder I see more and more desolation along the way!"

Lin Ruhai looked at the dusty sky outside the car window, and sighed, "Quicken up your pace, rush to Hanzhong earlier to start relief, and it will save some people from dying, the people are miserable!"

Jia Jing said: "This is already the limit. If it goes any faster, our soldiers transporting food will be overwhelmed!"

After a pause, he continued: "Besides, I see that my father-in-law has been eating less and less in the past few days. This is not acceptable! You must take care of your health!"

In the carriage, Lin Ruhai smiled and said: "Don't worry, I just feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach because of the long-distance bumps in the carriage. When I arrive in Hanzhong, it will be fine!"

Then, he told Jia Jing: "In addition, when you arrive at the place, you must be ready to mobilize the army at any time to supervise the victims thoroughly, and if there is any trouble somewhere, you must deal with it immediately!

Disaster relief, can not be soft-hearted!
If there was a mutiny by accident, those hungry victims would immediately turn into evil spirits! "

Jia Jing nodded and said: "Father-in-law, don't worry, son-in-law will save you!"

(End of this chapter)