Lady forced to seek prince

Chapter 304 Chaos
Taozhou.

The heavy snow a few days ago hadn't completely melted yet, and snowflakes began to float in the sky again. A child among the refugees looked up and saw white snowflakes falling from the sky, and one piece fell on her forehead. She immediately shrank her head. , pursed her lips that were a little purple from the cold.

The porridge shed at the North City Gate was lit before dawn, and several large pots were boiled at the same time. Zhao Jingyun brought almost all the food that could be mobilized in Taozhou, but it was obviously not enough.

When the refugees stared at the long queue in front of them, looking at the white smoke rising from the cauldron, their faces were full of longing expressions, but there were also many people who looked numb, their bodies were frozen, Also dizzy, unable to break free from the quagmire.

Looking at this situation, Zhao Jingyun couldn't help sighing.The food he could find was too little, and some people deliberately spread the news, and the refugees gathered more and more, and it was impossible to stop them.

The government office would find a few corpses from the crowd every day, and Yizhuang was already very busy.

"Soon," Zhao Jingyun murmured to himself, "It's almost time."

As soon as Zhao Jingyun's voice fell, the crowd waiting to get the porridge suddenly became agitated, and someone shouted: "The porridge is getting thinner...the court uses these things to fool us? My mother starved to death, and my two children starved to death." ..."

"You say every day that tomorrow will be fine, what's wrong, don't you just want to drag us to death?"

"I don't want to die, I don't want to wait here to die."

As for the relocation, these people are registered in Taozhou and dare not make trouble like refugees. However, as long as they go to the government office, they are equivalent to joining the refugees. How can I say it clearly.

Besieging the government office, robbing the city of rice, food and property, the refugees were so hungry that they dared to do anything, mixed in with a few bandits, and a little agitation could cause major troubles.

Feng Antai was sitting in the main seat, and Zou Guangda on the right was smiling all over his face: "We haven't done much work yet, it's already lively outside."

"The government office has started killing refugees."

Afraid that her grandson would burst her belly, Mrs. Yang rolled up her sleeves and went to catch Zhao Yuanbao.

How did Zhao Luoyang know that anyway, as long as her grandma's eyelids twitched, she would get rich.

Zhao Xuejing nodded. In fact, they had been preparing for a long time, just waiting for those people to show their heads. These outrageous things should not be allowed to run away.

In a small courtyard in the city.

Feng Antai didn't pay too much attention to the village. He had been stared at for so long, and there was really a problem, and he had already found clues.

It takes a blink of an eye to get into chaos, but it takes a lot of thought to regain stability.

"Really?" Mrs. Yang was a little skeptical, "Which eyelid is getting rich?"

Grandpa Song took a look at Zhao Luoyang, the picture of the little fox is really good, no one can find any mistakes, the more he looks at it, the more he likes it.

The refugee's way forward was blocked, so he slowed down for a while, Ya Chai stepped forward a few steps, stretched out his hand to grab the man's arm, and raised the long knife in his hand.

Today, Mrs. Yang made spring dishes, deep-fried mahua, sprinkled seeds, and pancakes. Zhao Yuanbao hid by the stove and stole several pieces, eating them with oily mouth.

Grandpa Song spread the map drawn by hand on the table: "We have found all the places where they hid grain, and now the most important thing is to get the grain."

"Murdered."

Zhao Luoyang said: "I have to send a message, let everyone prepare."

The crowd fled in all directions, and those who didn't know what was inside couldn't dodge in time, and were knocked to the ground severely.

"Ah... murdered, the people in the yamen murdered."

Old lady Yang's eyelids kept twitching.

Niu Daochang said: "You can't leave a single grain of rice to them." If they get even one less grain, they are worthless.

Beijing officials entered Taozhou City, and all they saw were the riots of the people. How shocking was that?Zou Guangda couldn't wait to see the look on Shangguan's face in Beijing.

Zhao Xuejing looked at Mrs. Yang and Zhao Luoyang: "The city is in chaos, and the refugees are robbing rice and property everywhere. People from the Yamen's Office went to stop them. I heard that the Yamen even killed one by mistake."

The boots on Zhao Jingyun's feet were already torn, but he didn't bother to change them, and rushed to the West Market with his people.

Zhao Luoyang looked at her grandma and dimpled out of her smile: "Grandma, you want to get rich! We will definitely be successful this time."

"They've discussed it, and they're going to the government office to ask for an explanation," Zou Guang said, "I'm afraid they won't agree, and I didn't dare to say that I'm going to besiege the government office tomorrow."

"You still have to be steady," Feng Antai said, "don't underestimate Zhao Jingyun." From Sun Ji to Wang Hu, the results were beyond Feng Antai's expectations every time. He was still uneasy.

The rolling object sprayed some people on their bodies and faces.

People from the government office stepped forward to stop them, and were immediately drowned in the crowd.

At this moment, the Yacha also came to his senses, drew out the long knife at his waist, and chased after the man.

Feng Antai continued: "Is there any movement in Fengxia Village?"

Seeing this scene, Zhao Jingyun walked down the tower in a panic: "Quick, appease the people so that they don't panic."

"Still eating." Mrs. Yang looked at Zhao Yuanbao, and wanted to reach out to grab her grandson's arm, but Zhao Yuanbao avoided it.

With a flash of the blade, the man's body swayed suddenly, and then the people around heard a muffled groan.

The time has come.

"Run away!"

Feng Antai raised his eyes: "How many people died?"

Everyone stared blankly at the man and the Yacha, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet, so everyone heard the sound of blood dripping down, staining the snow under the man's feet red.

A skinny man yelled frantically. After he finished speaking, he suddenly rushed towards the yamen next to him. The yamen didn't react, and he couldn't help being pushed back. The man touched the yamen with his skinny hands. Apparently, they wanted to grab the purse from the Yacha.

There was chaos here, and the turmoil has not yet completely subsided, and another officer rushed over to report to Zhao Jingyun: "My lord, something happened. The refugees from the city ran to the West Market and robbed several shops."

"Escape."

Mrs. Yang was about to walk back to the stove when the curtain was lifted and Zhao Xuejing walked in.

In Fengxia Village.

"Don't worry," Zou Guangda didn't dare to neglect, "everything will be done before Sishi." With the current chaos like this, one more night of agitation is enough.

……

The old and the young were making a fuss in the kitchen, so to speak, Mrs. Yang was going to make half of the twist.

Zhao Yuanbao stuffed the mahua into his mouth.

Zou Guangda's smile froze: "The people who died of starvation or freezing to death don't count... we have arranged one right now, but... this is just the beginning. If there is a big trouble, people's lives will be saved."

……

"Murdered."

Just like what Zou Guangda said, among these people, only Zhao Jingyun is the most important. Get rid of Zhao Jingyun, and those people will be dismissed casually.

The man tore hard and tore off the purse. He didn't care about anything else, and turned around to flee. The man next to him couldn't dodge in time and was knocked to the ground.

Feng Antai nodded: "Tomorrow at about six o'clock, officials from Beijing and China will enter Taozhou."

Zhao Xueli responded.

The news spread quietly among the sixteen households. There was no fear on their faces, but a bit of excitement. Several people carried their bows and arrows on their backs.

"The people in the village haven't gone to the stockade for the past few days, they are preparing for the New Year's Eve in the village," Zou Guang said, "From the information we have inquired, it is because there are scholars in their village who give advice. It is stronger than other villages."

The grandparent and grandson were talking, when a small hand reached out and stole a twist.

Feng Antai said: "What about those migrants? What did they say?"

Zhao Luoyang said to Shi Jiu in his mind: "Sir, after looking at the map, you have increased my charm value a lot, right?"

"Well," Shi Jiu said, "a total of 38 points."

The map was drawn by Shi Jiu, who spent 15 points of life, and she barely made any effort.

Shi Jiu continued, "Have you thought about how to praise me?"

(End of this chapter)