Jin Tang

Chapter 46
Just taking a closer look, Mo Yang found that although the Wutong Temple still looked dilapidated in appearance, the situation was completely different from when he lived here before.

It can be clearly seen that in a short period of time, the Wutong Temple has been meticulously repaired, at least there are no loopholes, enough to shelter from wind and rain, no corrupt beams, wood, bricks and tiles will fall from the sky, and the newly reinforced beams are also enough to support the roof , will not collapse under the weight of snow.

And perhaps for fear of dirtying the eyes of the nobles, the excrement of the victims who lived in the ruined temple and near the temple was cleaned up.

There is an empty field in the east of the temple, which seems to be the place where temple fairs were held during the New Year. On the east side of the empty field is a shed made of reed mats, with a lot of dry firewood and black charcoal stacked beside it.

There are seven chimneys behind the shed, and the black and gray cooking smoke rushes straight up with the sound of sparks beeping, booming.

Thousands of hungry people have gathered in the empty field, standing in a row or scattered in seven lines, all in rags, disheveled, with bowls in their hands banging loudly, impatiently waiting for the shed to open Give up food.

Not only the government servants were maintaining order, but even the soldiers recruited by King Qi were also dispatched to maintain order.

They were wearing uniform black crotchless gowns. Although they had no armor and no embroidered patterns, so many soldiers lined up neatly on both sides looked quite majestic.

Seeing that Mo Yang personally felt the influence brought by Jiedushi's ability to recruit troops on his own, this can completely raise warlords of all sizes.

Think about so many well-trained soldiers, only obeying the command of Jiedushi alone. The scene of warlord separatism caused by Jiedushi in the late Tang Dynasty after he took over the monarchy can be seen from here.

It's just... Mo Yang thinks that the reason for this princess to engage in such a big battle, such a huge cost, such a complicated deployment of personnel and materials, is really deliberate in Mo Yang's opinion.

Despite this, the order is still chaotic, and the venue is full of excitement.

From time to time, there were quarreling sounds from the crowd, rough cursing, the sound of women humming nursery rhymes nursing their children, and the screaming and crying of children being beaten... from time to time, there were inexplicable laughter mixed in, creating a chaotic scene.

Seeing these vehicles loaded with food coming in, the voices of the victims became louder, and they all looked at the frames with red eyes.

If it weren't for the surrounding yamen servants holding weapons in their hands, those soldiers wearing bright light armor would not be easy to provoke at first sight, and they would be watching one by one. I am afraid that even if the victims know that these are the food that will be distributed to them, these People are so hungry that their eyes turn red, and they probably want to grab food when they see it.

Seeing such a scene, these coachmen also became very nervous.

Not to mention the food being robbed, whether they will be questioned, if it hurts their vehicles and disturbs the horses, then they will be charged with a crime of negligence, and even if they lose their property, they will not be able to pay for the car dealership of.

Under such circumstances, those yamen servants, under the organization of Zhou Xuli, beat their killing sticks neatly on the ground.

The orderly sound of tuk-tuk-tuk made the refugees at the scene instantly attracted and quieted down.

It's just that this kind of deterrent effect only lasted for a while. After all, children don't care about your situation, whether they should cry or cry.

After Mo Yang unloaded the food from his car, the scene became noisy again.

Mo Yang followed the driver in front of him to a shanty where grain was distributed, and the drivers who pulled the grain could directly receive the chestnut rice without queuing.

These drivers jumping in line actually caused some commotion at the beginning. The refugees didn't want someone to rush ahead of them, for fear that the food would be divided.

However, under the threat of the order-maintaining yamen servants threatening not to distribute food to anyone who caused trouble, they still shut their mouths and retreated.

"These lowly dog ​​slaves, if you don't feed him a little, they will bark like scolding mothers every day, like a dog, and they will eat us." The boy in charge of cooking gave him a contemptuous look on his face and yelled loudly. called people.

"You don't need to say a few words. If Guanshi Wang finds out, be careful of your legs." The companion wearing the same style of servant uniform next to him rubbed his waist with his fingers, and glanced at Mo Yang and the others.

The boy immediately pretended to sigh deeply: "It's no wonder they, it's snowing heavily, there are no crops in the fields, and the house is collapsed by the snow... No livelihood, no place to live, it is inevitable to be irritable , People who have nothing are naturally the scariest."

Mo Yang followed the boy's sneaky gaze to the distance, and saw a gloomy looking steward.

The steward had his hands behind his back and a thin mustache, groaning silently in the distance.

Mo Yang immediately understood the reason for this kid's sudden change of attitude.

When it was Mo Yang's turn, the boy took out a large spoonful of rice from the rice bag behind him, and put it into the big iron pot in front of him, which was full of chestnut rice.

The young man rolled up his sleeves that were already rolled up, put on a posture of hard work, added a large bundle of firewood to the bottom of the pot, and stirred the rice with a long-handled spoon.

Mo Yang waited for a while, and the pot of chestnut rice porridge rolled and boiled, boiling in the pot, the color was gray or red.

After getting a pottery bowl of chestnut rice porridge, Mo Yang held it up to his nose and sniffed it, there was a slight musty smell.

This thing is so thin, it must not be enough to eat, and it is not very hungry, maybe it will be hungry after urinating.

But it is just right for these residents, neither can make them full, nor let them starve to death.

After all, it is porridge for relief, for the purpose of saving lives and famines. It is impossible for the victims to eat better than farming at home.

Of course, they couldn't be so hungry that they smashed the porridge shed, because it's very difficult to grasp the proportion in it.

Suddenly there was a burst of heart-piercing shouting and cursing outside, but it was the voice of a woman with a Yu accent.

"You are a big man who kills thousands of knives, you can't even look down on a son!" The woman cursed a series of madness, "Eat food, pants are so rotten that you can't cover your eggs, you can't even look down on yourself!" You can't even look after your child, you just want to eat and eat, why don't you throw yourself away, such a small child, let him stay there alone, I don't know if he is taken away by some conscientious person, And his life!"

Mo Yang and the others were taken aback, and went out to see a woman with disheveled hair rushing out like a lunatic, stumbling around in the crowd, and behind her a man looked around blankly like a lost soul.

"Hey, how can I find it here? Today is the third case of a child missing. This man is so hungry that he can do anything." An old man with his hands in his sleeves near Mo Yang sighed. .

(End of this chapter)