Plane Mall: I became a group favorite by hoarding goods

Chapter 93
The porridge distribution at the city gate has lasted for five or six days, and the hunger of the victims has been relieved to a large extent.

However, with the passage of time, more and more disaster victims arrived in Lin'an Prefecture, and the conflict between several parties became more obvious.

Some people stick to their hearts through thousands of mountains and rivers, while some people have blood on their hands. Even if they can eat rice porridge to wrap their stomachs one day, they will not be the same as before.

The nature has changed, and the bad roots are hard to break.

Shenjia Village, where people barge in every two days, is an example.

They are no longer disaster victims.

But the mob.

"The current situation is impossible to control even if Zhou Lesong wants to."

Shen Xingluo put it bluntly, "He is in charge, but he doesn't know there are people outside."

Zhou Xiang wanted to use the hands of the mob to bring down the Fifth Prince and Elder Jiang, but he underestimated his opponent.

In the previous life, Mr. Jiang and his party were killed by Zhuang Kun's knife, and the mob ran rampant. Zhou Lesong accused the fifth prince of colluding with the mob in an attempt to rebel, but in the end they were no match for the thousands of troops under his banner.

All conspiracies and tricks are nothing in front of powerful strength.

Cheng Xi had an intuition that the "someone other than others" in his mouth was not referring to himself, and became curious after thinking about it for a while.

"What kind of person is the Fifth Prince?"

"Kill decisively, know people and do well."

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Good guy, he has all the advantages that a leader should have.

In fact, just looking at Song Zhi, the school captain, it can be seen that the person who can make him willing to serve must have great wisdom.

"Lieutenant Song has been here a little too frequently these past few days. Is there any news?"

"Yesterday, the mob captured Qingshanzhai, occupying the land as the king, and there are already 2 horses."

"I remember that there are only [-] city guards in Lin'an City?"

"Yes."

"The prefect is not afraid of playing with fire and setting himself on fire?"

Cheng Xi marveled at his courage, if these mobs rushed in, the city walls of Lin'an Mansion would not be able to stop them at all.

Shen Xingluo gently rubbed the outer edge of the teacup with his left hand, "The city of Lin'an is only fifty miles away from the Huaishan camp where the fifth prince is, not to mention that Song Zhi is still here."

Although there are not many people under Song Zhi's command, they are all brave and good at fighting, and they are all elite soldiers.

If something really happened, the troops from the Huaishan camp could arrive soon.

And Zhou Lesong is also sure of this, so he will continue to be a monster.

Cheng Xi also understood the magistrate's actuarial plan - he wanted to frame the fifth prince.

Literati, most of the time they rely on their three-inch tongue.

She glanced at the person beside her who was calmly drinking water, and finally lit a candle for the Zhou family silently.

***
At the end of February, the temperature has risen above zero, and only in the coldest morning will it drop below zero.

The snow on the road has almost melted, and Shennong Mountain has turned from white to khaki.

Spring is coming.

Everything in Shenjia Village is on the right track, and Cheng Xi's life has become much richer, and he often goes to the mountains without taking it down for a day.

In the depths of Shennong Mountain, the more you go to the top of the mountain, the more snow on the ground, and it creaks when you step on it.

Cheng Xi looked at the withered grass all over the ground and sighed.

"Aren't I making mistakes for myself? Why is it so difficult to find plants in winter?"

But staying at home is almost getting hairy, so why not enrich the species in the space.

If you are lucky and find precious medicinal plants, you can even upgrade them.

"what?"

Cheng Xi kicked the pile of snow under his feet, and there was a completely different color under the white.

She squatted down and stroked the upper layer of snow with her hands, and a fiery red came into view.

It's a maple leaf.

Well preserved fiery red maple leaves.

Perhaps it was because of the sudden heavy snowfall a few years ago, these maple leaves that had just fallen to the ground were buried underneath, and then the snow became thicker and thicker, forming an insulation layer instead.

(End of this chapter)