The fox minister in the late Tang Dynasty

Chapter 64 I'm Already Invincible
The shade of the tree swayed on the ground, and the dark-faced young man counted his steps, frowning and measuring the distance, and then his eyes fell on the bark covered with iron filings.

"About five steps. The power is so small. If you meet An Jingsi and Advisor Fu, even a martial arts person like Tang Baoer, I'm afraid you can't kill him. Well, apart from improving the iron filings to soak poison and mix it with rust, it's not that bad. It can make up for the shortcoming at the moment, tsk tsk hits the face, and it will disfigure even if it is not blind."

Well.
Looking at the unknown weapon in his hand, he suddenly felt that it could also be thrown, and it didn't have to be so dangerous.

"Da Zhu, why are you standing there laughing?"

Under the locust tree.

His thoughts were interrupted, Geng Qing came back to his senses, wiped the smile on his face, calmed down, and handed the thing in his hand to Sha Dachun, "Take it and put it away, don't let others touch it, it's very dangerous."

"Oh, you still touch it if it's dangerous."

Dachun murmured and held it carefully, took it away and put it away, the movement made by this thing just now shocked him, he almost thought that Dazhu was also blown up, and even the talk about how to go back to work was in an instant. I have thought about it.

Outside, a member of the yamen rode over at this time, seeing Geng Qing who was washing his face, looking at the basin of black water, his face was stunned, but he quickly realized that he arched his hands to explain his purpose.

Probably the fat county magistrate was going outside the city to observe the people's sentiments, and asked Geng Qing to go with him, and he was waiting for him at the county government office.

"This Zhao Hongjun, why did he drag me along for a stroll out of the city?"

After Geng Qing changed the basin of water and washed the dirt off his face, he followed the other party back to the yamen. Outside, the carriage was waiting there early. Magistrate Zhao opened the curtain and hooked his hand to signal him to come up quickly.

"I have seen the county magistrate."

He arched his hands through the curtain, and heard a reply from inside: "Don't be too polite, come in quickly." Then he got into the carriage, opened the curtain and sat inside.

The carriage slowly drove away from the yamen, and while it was shaking, Geng Qing poured clean water and handed it to the chubby figure opposite.

"This month, the weather is hot outside. Isn't it wrong for the county gentleman to go out at this time?"

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Hongjun took a sip of water, glanced at the fluttering curtain in front of him, leaned closer and whispered: "This county has finally become prestigious, so why don't you walk around? I stay in the county government all day, how can the villagers outside know me?" This county magistrate?"

The carriage drove through the streets in the driver's drink. Geng Qing and the county magistrate chatted trivially for a while. Soon, they passed through the countryside to the north gate, along both sides of the official road, and the fertile fields were golden. , the wind blew, causing circles of golden ripples in people's eyes.

Passing by the side of the road, I stopped for a while, and there was a farmer carrying a hoe onto the ridge to rest. The fat county magistrate opened the curtain and looked out.

"Old man, what are you doing?"

Hearing the words, the old farmer sitting on the ridge of the field looked back at the big round face in the curtain, turned back again, and poured a bowl of cold water down his stomach.

"Do you have eye disease? Can't see the hoe in your hand and this mu of land?"

Zhao Hongjun smiled sarcastically, put down the curtain and sat back down, and gave Geng Qing a thumbs up, "Look at the people of Tang Dynasty, how tough are you talking?"

Of course, there may not be much pride in saying this. He picked up the water glass and took a sip to cover up his embarrassment. Then he told the driver to continue moving forward and drive further, almost approaching the boundary of Feihu County. When walking the two official roads in Yunzhou or Yanmen, I vaguely feel that there are many people on the road to the north.

Hearing his words, Geng Qing followed him out, stood on the chariot and watched, at the end of the road that was hard to see, there were many figures walking in twos and threes in ragged clothes, dragging their families and walking towards this side.

My heart skipped a beat suddenly.

It seemed that he had fled. However, he hadn't heard of any battles happening nearby. Wait, Yunzhou?
Geng Qing looked at the county magistrate, and Zhao Hongjun also turned his fat face at this time, apparently having the same guess as Geng Qing.

"Back to the city."

Geng Qing nodded his head heavily. Immediately, the two got into the carriage and turned back. The speed was obviously much faster than when they came out before. Pieces of golden color flashed across the ground outside, and they were speaking at a fast speed.

"Immediately organize all the staff in the yamen, as well as An Jingsi's soldiers, to maintain order."

"It is necessary to build straw huts outside the city. This is the season for mosquitoes. Once there are more people, there will be piles of excrement and urine, which will easily breed diseases. There is also an urgent need to pile up a lot of medicinal herbs in the city, just in case."

The situation at this time is not serious, and there are not many people coming over, but once the refugees flood in like a vast ocean, any further plans will be over, I am afraid that if people with evil intentions mix in and take the opportunity to seize the city , then it will be too late.

After returning to the county yamen, Geng Qing also stayed in the yamen and waited for dispatch. The county magistrate sent people to call back An Jingsi, who was training soldiers in the camp outside the city, and then gathered the chief secretary and the sixth division in the courtroom, and told them what to do outside the city. In the scene I saw, several people were also from the Gongmen, and they knew more or less, famine, severe drought, flood, plague, whenever there were no refugees to move, if they didn't leave, they would basically wait to die.

After discussing in the afternoon, everyone took their errands and dispersed. Geng Qing went out of the yamen, went straight to the Golden Knife Gang, and went to Dou Wei to take out all the Chinese medicinal materials from the gang, and half of the grain and rice in the warehouse.

At first, the big man was still a little reluctant, but was stepped on by Geng Qing, and cursed: "If you still hold these things at this juncture, you are waiting for death, and when the city is stable, why not earn it back?"

Only then did the man get people to prepare things, loaded several large carts, and Yiying took them to the county government office. He was also praised by Zhao Hongjun for this, which made Dou Wei feel a little embarrassed and rubbed his hands there.

But soon, the real busyness just started. On the second day, when Geng Qing entered the city, he heard that thousands of refugees had gathered outside the west of the city. The grain trucks transported food back and forth, and most of the nearby restaurants and teahouses were closed to thank customers. Even the Red House was the same, and the excess food was handed over to the government for unified deployment.

Geng Qing was also assigned an errand, and he and An Jingsi led the soldiers to inspect the refugee residences outside the city. Of course, he asked for this errand on his own initiative, just to see if there were Shatuo people mixed in there. , it is better to prepare early.

The open space two miles outside the city is enough to accommodate thousands of people. The sheds are stretched out, and they are all made of thatch branches and rags. Numb, the woman sat blankly in the shed with the child in her arms, and the child was still crying; the old man leaning on a wooden stick tremblingly held a chipped pottery bowl towards the carriage, and was then rushed by several The child was squeezed to the ground, sitting there with cloudy eyes, and almost lost the strength to get up.

Seeing a few pairs of small black hands reaching out to the car window, Geng Qing handed over a dozen pancakes he had prepared to them, then got out of the car, picked up the old man on the ground, put the last piece of pancake into his hand, and helped him away. Sit down in the palapa over there.

"Old man, I want to ask you something, where are you from?"

The old man touched the pancake and was reluctant to bite it. He pinched a bit of flour and licked it to his mouth, and chewed slowly. Perhaps when he heard about his home, the old man tilted his head, looked in the direction when he came, his voice was hoarse and choked, and he uttered some words.

"Yunzhou. They came from the north on purpose. They drove people close to the city to seize the city. All five members of my family died."

"what?!"

Geng Qing's eyes widened, the original guess was finally confirmed by the old man, but why is there no news around?
Suddenly the voice blurted out, and out of the corner of the eye, several figures from the nearby grass shed looked towards this side, and some of them looked sharply, as if they had noticed the strangeness of the young man, and stretched out their hands to wipe the haystack.

"Dachun, let's go!" Without the slightest hesitation, Geng Qing turned around and jumped into the carriage, standing on the carriage and yelling at the surrounding refugees: "It's porridge, the big households in the city ahead are giving porridge, everyone go—"

As the words spread, one after another weak figures who were lying or sitting on the ground got up one after another, rushing chaotically towards the porridge shed built on the other side of the city wall.

Before the crowd gathered, Dachun whipped the horse, and the horse hoofed and pulled the carriage straight forward. At the same time, he shouted loudly towards the surroundings.

"Lieutenant An, help!!!"

In the distance, An Jingsi was leading his soldiers to prevent the riots caused by the refugees. When he heard this sound suddenly, he turned his head and looked for the sound. Among the chaotic crowd, two or three figures ran against the flow towards the carriage.

One of them, with a knife in his mouth, jumped directly to the chariot, and was kicked down by the defensive Dachun, who kicked him in the face. Throwing Dachun down, the latter is solid in stature and not short in stature, during the period of following Geng Qing, the food has improved a lot, and he has a lot of strength, as soon as he fell down, he wrestled with the man, rolling and falling go below.

, "Dachun!" In the carriage, Geng Qing vaguely saw the two fall, and when he yelled, the unmanned horse was about to hit a big tree in front of it, and stopped.

The curtain of the car was lifted, and Geng Qing stretched his head to look back. The two people who were tumbling and wrestling were not far away, and a figure turned his gaze. He quickly put down the curtain, took out a large item from behind, and took out some things with quick hands.
Outside, the crowd was chaotically running around. An Jingsi rode his horse and rushed past several refugees blocking the way. He saw a big man on the ground holding his chest get up, and swiped across the opponent's head with a long spear in his hand, knocking him over. On the ground, in the shaking eyes, I saw a man rushing towards the carriage not far away with a knife.

The burly figure had already climbed onto the chariot, the blade trembled softly, and the ferocious man lifted the curtain, stunned for a moment with a ferocious expression.

At the bottom of his eyes, there were six pitch-black holes on the tip of his nose, and on the opposite side, a young man with a dark complexion sat there, smiling at him.

"In your next life, don't be so reckless!"

The whispered words fell for a moment, and the poplar handle was held in both hands, and the two fingers pulled the trigger together, and there was a loud bang, and the fire exploded instantly, and the rolled up fire waves went outside, killing the man. The head is wrapped in it.

"Brother Geng, be careful!"

There were anxious words in the mouth of the knight who was still coming, and he jumped directly over the two wrestling two people on the ground, and there was a loud noise, and the carriage was set off by the flames, and the horses kicked their forelegs and ran in fright. After a while, he calmed down a little.

"Ah, my eyes!!"

The smoke and dust filled the air, drifting around, and the man leaning outside the car curtain covered his face, rolled wildly, fell to the ground, still rolling non-stop, screaming, his hands were full of blood, through the gap, he could see His face was not much intact, and his eyes were even more bloody, covered with dense iron filings.

Before the galloping horses stopped, An Jingsi rolled over, glanced at the rolling man on the ground, raised his gaze, and looked at the carriage, "Brother Geng, what happened to him just now?"

On the chariot, Geng Qing stood there with his hands behind his back, raised his smoky face, and looked at the sky, "The iron sand palm, which has been practiced hard for ten years, has finally achieved great success. I will be invincible in the world, ha ha."

With both hands clasped behind his back, he threw the firearm back into the carriage with a bang.

(End of this chapter)