Don't panic when fleeing famine, she has become the godmother of all the bosses

Chapter 65 Unchangeable
At this moment, the sun was shining, and everyone's faces were shrouded in the sunlight. Looking at Cheng San, Shu Yan felt more and more that this kid had a bad stomach.

Seeing Shu Yan looking at him, Cheng San waved his hands and smiled, "This is what my other godmother told me."

Zhang Shengzi said quietly: "You deliberately provoked me that day, causing me to relapse. Just now, you went crazy and killed people. You were among the dead."

Cheng San said indifferently: "Don't talk such nonsense, I am not afraid, your Zhang family has been generals for generations, and to your father's generation, because of his lack of military achievements, he would eat, drink, whore and gamble around, and even take you around brothels, father and son The two generations suffered from heart disease, and they were even disdained by the court, and they directly picked off the hereditary inheritance of your family's generals."

After Zhang Shengzi finished listening, he felt a pain in his head.

Chen Yun finally looked at his mother in fear.

"Mother, will you really go crazy if you get this disease?"

Shu Yan gave Chen Yun a final look.

"Have you ever been to a brothel, you bastard?"

Chen Yun finally shook his head hurriedly to prove his innocence.

Shu Yan patiently explained to the men present.

"This willow disease, after a long time, it will attack all parts of the person."

Shu Yan pointed to Zhang Shengzi's head.

"He's lucky, the attack is on the brain, sometimes he can't remember things clearly, and sometimes he has hallucinations and goes crazy."

Although Chen Yun was scared, he was still curious.

"Then mother, besides attacking the brain, where else will this disease attack?"

Shu Yan looked at Chen Yunzhong's legs maliciously, and Chen Yunzhong hurriedly moved them together.

Shu Yan said: "That place, it can rot right away, and a hole will be left when it rots, leaving only a pipe to pee."

Hearing this, all the men in the room felt the wind blowing from their crotch, which was extremely terrifying, even Cheng San couldn't think of any witty words to relieve the atmosphere.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Shu Yan said to Cheng San, "What else?"

Cheng San hurriedly said, "You really can't remember it, or do you still don't want to?"

Zhang Shengzi clenched his fists and said nothing.

Cheng San said in a deep voice: "You fled to the Huaihe River together with your father, children and wife. You wanted to rebel directly, but your father, children and wife disagreed. Maybe you were stimulated by something, so you went crazy and killed yourself. They killed all their relatives, and even drank the blood of their own daughter."

When Shu Yan heard this, he felt a chill all over his body.

Zhang Shengzi clenched his fists tightly, and he looked up at Cheng San: "I'm already such a heinous person, why do you still help me?"

Cheng San waved his hand.

"It's not me helping you, but my godmother helping you."

Cheng San looked at Shu Yan, Shu Yan felt helpless, she knew that for such a person, it would be a joke to tie him up with any kind of filial piety.

Shu Yan coughed lightly and said: "A foolish king has no way, and all people with lofty ideals in the world can do the opposite. Although your crime is unforgivable, you can be regarded as a talented person. If you can put down the butcher knife and do something for the people of the world, then It's also a good thing."

It was Shu Yan's limit to be able to say these words.

At this time, Yu'an said, "Since you rose up, you want to find a way out for the people of the world, and my grandma also wants to find a way out for the people in the world."

Shu Yan couldn't help but look at Yu'an with admiration. After all, she is the blood of the royal family, but she has a high level of awareness.

Zhang Shengzi looked at Shu Yan, and he solemnly knelt down towards Shu Yan and made a big salute.

Zhang Shengzi: "My son is educated."

After accepting this man like a steel tower, Shu Yan was relieved and worried at the same time, afraid that if he didn't pay attention, he would go crazy again.

But when Zhang Shengzi stood among them, he was indeed full of deterrence.

Think about a person who is close to two meters tall, covered in horrible abscesses, and whose face was directly blasted by an earthen gun, so that he can't even look at his face. This person stands so close to him, whether he is a human or a ghost. Unfit.

Cheng San was kind enough to find cloth strips for him, and wrapped up all the scars on his body with cloth strips. From this point of view, he barely looked like a human being.

A few people tidied up and prepared to go on the road.

Shu Yan and the two children sat in the carriage, while the rest of the men walked.

After walking for a while, Chen Yun was too tired to walk, and he yelled to get in the car.

Shu Yan was very impatient with this kid's noise, so she let him come up.

After walking for half a day, they finally saw some people in front of them. They had little food left.

Looking at the landform, this place should be a land rich in food in the Central Plains, probably similar to the North China Plain in Shu Yan's previous life.

Looking around, there are extremely flat plains, but at the turn of spring and summer, the ground is full of weeds and few good fields can be seen.

The village they visited was also extremely desolate, with only a few dozen of them, and they were all old people.

Shu Yan and the others walked a lot, and they were a little thirsty, so Shu Yan sent Chen Yunzhong to ask for some water.

Chen Yun finally knew that he had rested all the way, so he took the water bottle and walked towards the village.

He is quite tall, although he has tanned a little these days, but his foundation is still there, he looks like a son from a good family.

Chen Yun finally saw the old man who thought he had a kind face in front of a dilapidated house, and he said, "Grandpa, we escaped from the south, can we use water as an excuse?"

The old man nodded and looked towards a well in the distance.

"We old immortals who were left behind are all infected with the disease. If you are not afraid, go to the well to fetch water to drink."

When Chen Yunzhong heard this, he was startled with fright, and ran back in a hurry.

Seeing that he and the boy didn't borrow anything, Shu Yan said angrily: "Those old men have grown fangs, so they scared you like this?"

Chen Yun finally gasped and said, "Mother, they all got the disease, so they can't drink the water."

Shu Yan looked at the dozens of old people sitting at the door waiting to die in this small village.

Bai Guichen sat in front of the carriage and pushed the carriage forward.

Xiao Yu'er asked with some fear.

"Grandma, don't we have medicine?"

Shu Yan patted Xiao Yu'er's head.

"This thousand gold medicine has been available for a long time, but most people still can't afford it, and many people still die when the plague occurs. Do you know why?"

Xiao Yu'er was taken aback for a moment, she obviously couldn't figure it out.

But Yu'an, Shu Yan's little grandson, said with some seriousness: "Because we can't make so many medicines and save so many people."

The translation of Yu'an's sentence means insufficient productivity.

The productivity of this era simply cannot support the mass production of high-precision industrial products.

In fact, Shu Yan has always guessed that the original owner and her husband should have carried out some production practices that surpassed the craftsmanship of the times in Hangzhou, Jiangnan, such as the thousand gold medicine worth a hundred taels of silver, and those super high-tech firearms, etc.

According to the rules of time-travel novels that Shu Yan has read, as long as the protagonist researches the formula, he can miraculously produce on a large scale, but in fact, the production and organization capabilities of the feudal dynasty simply cannot support a complex industrial chain.

In other words, it is the double collapse of productivity and production relations.

Forced production can only produce some works of art regardless of cost.

So even though the original owner came up with so many powerful inventions that transcended the times, she couldn't change the fate of this dynasty's decline.

(End of this chapter)