Heaven rewards those who work hard: There is no bottleneck in my martial arts

Chapter 104 Old Daoist
Southern refugees?
Zhao Hongming knew that many counties in the south of the Wei State had suffered from wars and severe droughts, and they had already suffered from erosion, but they did not expect that the eastern part of the Wei State had already been affected.

A group of people rode forward.

Looking around, the refugee in front of him was a huge mass, like a dying giant lying on the ground, moving his huge body forward little by little.

After they got close to this wave of refugees, Wu Qi, who followed behind Zhao Hongming, walked up to Zhao Hongming subconsciously, expressing his intention to protect.

Many guards understood.

Wu Qi didn't need to say much, he launched a defensive formation, including Zhao Hongming, like a finger.

The refugees around saw Zhao Hongming and his group, dressed gorgeously and riding horses, and knew their status was unusual, so they subconsciously moved away and automatically made way for them.

Some skinny children with ignorant faces were violently dragged aside by their parents.

There was no sign of caring.

Zhao Hongming rode a horse among the many refugees, his eyes swept over these refugees, his face was neither happy nor sad.

If you observe carefully, you will find that most of these refugees are men, and children are rarely seen.

Most of them had dull eyes and numb expressions. When they saw Zhao Hongming and others, there was dodge and fear in their eyes.

Zhao Hongming turned a blind eye to these gazes, and asked in a flat tone: "Gao Yanshi, why do they all go to Ying County?"

Gao Yanshi cupped his hands and replied: "I heard about it. They said that there is a Shangxian gate in Yingjun, which specially takes them in and gives them porridge every day. As long as they go to Yingjun, they will have a way to survive. The governor of Yingjun doesn't set up checkpoints like other counties. , it is also very convenient for them to go to Yingjun."

Hearing Gao Yanshi's answer like this, Zhao Hongming felt very strange.

Refugees have neither livelihood nor property, and there are great factors of instability.

Wherever refugees pass by, there is often crime and turmoil.

If you don't pay attention for a while, it is very likely to invite civil uprisings, so most local officials avoid refugees like snakes and scorpions.

It's a bit strange that someone like the sheriff of Yingjun opened the door of convenience and was willing to accept refugees.

But now he has too little information to draw conclusions, so he can only make some decisions after Yingjun.

Zhao Hongming ordered: "We are too conspicuous among these people, let's take a detour."

"Yes!"

After Wu Qi and others got the order, they took Zhao Hongming out of the homeless team and left quickly.

Zhao Hongming, who was sitting on the horseback, was moved.

The muscles on his face still squirmed, and soon he turned into another mature man.

Now there are refugees all around, and there are too many people.

If some interested people recognize him as King Wu of the Wei State, it is not ruled out that someone wants to take his head to the State of Zhao as a testimonial.

So it's better to be careful.

Among the refugees.

When a burly man in rough cloth saw Zhao Hongming and the others, his eyes were full of greed, and he couldn't help calling his companions.

"Do you think our brothers can take down that nobleman?"

"The nobleman is surrounded by armor and the horses are shiny. He must be a big nobleman. These people are not low in martial arts. Our brothers have not had enough food for a long time. How can we have the strength to catch up? Can you beat so many of them?"

"Didn't I just share the meat with you, why did I lose my strength so quickly?"

"Brother, the last time I ate meat was three days ago."

Hearing this, the burly man had no choice but to give up unwillingly, and watched Zhao Hongming and others leave.

He turned to cheer up and said: "Let the brothers bear with it, as long as we walk for two more days, we will almost be able to reach Yingjun. live."

At this moment, there was a commotion in front of the team.

The burly man asked curiously: "What's the matter, what happened?"

Someone nearby went to inquire, and after a while he said happily: "A Taoist priest from Shangxianmen came here to help us, and each gave half a catty of wheat bran. I saw that the Taoist priest and the others only brought ten carts. We have to Hurry up, if you go late, there will be no more."

"Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and grab it. It will be gone later."

The burly man rushed to the front with a few brothers behind him.

He was tall, and most of these refugees were malnourished and very thin, so they couldn't stop him at all.

Let him quickly squeeze to the front, causing others to curse.

"I'm sorry folks, I only brought ten bags this time, and I've already distributed all of them. I'll pick up some more when I go back." An old Taoist with white hair and childlike face bowed and said.

When the burly man heard the news, annoyance rushed to his forehead.

He grabbed the old Taoist's skirt and cursed angrily: "It took so much effort for us brothers to come here, and it took so much effort, but you told me it was gone?"

The old Taoist was frightened, and hurriedly said: "This strong man, don't worry, we are going to the immortal gate, and what we worship is the ancient immortal way. The immeasurable immortals are sympathetic to the world, and there is still a lot of food in the temple. Why don't this strong man come with us In the past, move more food down and distribute it to the villagers?"

Hearing this, the burly man said happily: "Okay, you are a seasoned and knowledgeable person. But I have to let all my brothers go with me."

The old Taoist said: "Since the strong man is like this, take your brothers with you, so that the folks will not complain. If this is the case, why not arrange a hundred folks to go with me."

"The Daoist is benevolent and righteous!"

"The Daoist is benevolent and righteous!"

As soon as this remark came out, there were voices of praise one after another.

The old Taoist sighed helplessly: "Then folks, come with me?"

Under the call of the old Taoist, some refugees took the initiative to follow the old Taoist to move food.

A pair of brothers and sisters among the refugees watched the crowd leave.

The little girl was only eight or nine years old, with no flesh on her cheeks, and her eyes were particularly big because she was too thin. Seeing these people leaving after the old Taoist, she asked curiously: "Brother, where are they going?"

"I heard that they are going to get food."

A boy of thirteen or fourteen said enviously.

With a "stick" in his hand, he led the little girl along with staggering steps.

If you look carefully, the stick in his hand is a long sword wrapped in rags.

"Brother, won't you go with me?"

"Don't go!"

"It's okay, Nannai is not a three-year-old child anymore, she can take care of herself."

"After the Taoist leader goes down the mountain to distribute the food, my brother will go to grab it. There is no rush."

"Ah."

The boy gritted his teeth and continued to follow.

The old Taoist walked to a Taoist temple with a group of refugees.

His eyes were narrowed, and he said with a smile: "Fellow folks, this is our dojo in Shangxianmen. I asked other senior brothers to bring a lot of food and store it there. The hardworking folks will move down with us."

As soon as his words fell, the already hungry refugees couldn't bear it for a moment, and rushed in directly.

(End of this chapter)