Rebirth of the eldest daughter

Chapter 1279 More and more people are shaken

The flood has subsided and is unstoppable.

It is an indisputable fact that Meng Ziang made great achievements.

As long as Meng Ziang is still alive, this credit must be placed in front of the people of the world to show the royal kindness and kindness.

When Mencius was weak, he was still difficult to deal with.

Once Meng Ziang gains power, it will be even more difficult to deal with.

Therefore, the methods used against Meng Ziang this time are not without danger.

The madness of the corvee was just a fig leaf to cover up his murder.

With the corvee taking the blame and the theory of ghosts and gods as an excuse, it would not be a pity if Meng Ziang died ten thousand times.

But in response to this conspiracy, Bai Mingwei quickly responded.

She first took the initiative to separate from Meng Ziang, and then had people push the boat along, inciting the refugees, which made the refugees' anger reach its peak, and then she desperately pursued and killed Meng Ziang.

Because the opponent needs the corvee to be out of control in order to perfectly blame Meng Ziang's death on the corvee, the opponent's actions are closely related to the situation of the corvee.

This gave Bai Mingwei and Ah Liu the conditions to exchange for guarding Meng Ziang.

With Ah Liu's protection, Meng Ziang was able to be protected despite a hard battle.

Naturally, on the way Meng Ziang left Qingdu Yan, all the killing moves he encountered were resolved by Ah Liu one by one.

It took some effort, but it didn't matter.

It's just that the Dark Sword has been solved, but these corvées need to be quelled.

Not only to calm down, but also to use this matter to find a place to live in peace.

This is why Meng Ziang appeared here with porridge.

As for why the corvee was out of control, the relevant officials and the garrison did not intervene. It was also because Bai Mingwei and Liu Yao were operating in it.

While the corvees were fighting for food, he stood on the top of the mountain.

The cool breeze blowing from the north rolled up his light-colored clothes.

After many hardships, he still has the self-cultivation and demeanor of a handsome young man.

But those eyes that seemed to be covered with a light mist already looked down on the coldness of the world.

He looked back at the well-fed and drunk corvee, and said softly:
"Come and take a look."

Everyone was still suspicious of him and did not dare to approach him rashly.

He didn't force it, he just turned around again and continued to look at the scene down the mountain.

Whispers were everywhere, some were talking in low tones.

"What is he doing?"

"Are you trying to be mysterious?"

"Don't fall for his trick, otherwise you won't be able to eat and walk around in circles."

"Don't forget the punishment the mountain god gave us!"

"..."

In the crowd, someone raised doubts:

"Has the mountain god really punished me? Why do I feel so clear-headed at this moment, and not as miserable as I was at that time, almost going crazy?"

Someone echoed:

"I also feel a lot more awake."

"Me too."

"Me too."

"..."

At this time, someone suggested:
"How about, go see what he is doing!"

"If he dares to play tricks, I will support him even if it costs me my life!"

"Correct!"

"We have strength in numbers, what are we afraid of!"

"Go and see!"

So, someone began to walk towards Meng Ziang cautiously.

Move step by step, fearing that you will step into a trap at the next moment.

However, Meng Ziang did not move. It was not until he was surrounded by people that he pointed forward and spoke slowly:
"Take a good look."

Everyone followed his gaze and fell into silence.

I saw that in places that were once flooded, there are now only traces of the water's ravages.

Although everything is devastated, mud and dead branches and leaves are everywhere, weak vegetation is buried, and larger trees are swaying here and there.

Especially the carcasses of animals that died in the flood were exposed to the sun and emitted a strong stench.

The smell of death after a disaster spread everywhere. No matter how you look at it, it is a terrible sight.

However, the terrifying water, the water that can swallow everything, has retreated into the river and is rushing along the river.

Meng Ziang turned around with a calm and calm attitude:
"If it weren't for the flood discharge from Qingdu Weir, the silt deposited in the river would not have been carried away by the flood. As long as the river is blocked by silt, the flood that permeates both sides of the river will not be able to recede."

After a pause, he continued:

"Now that the flooded land is exposed, those survivors who once lived on this land can continue to take root in this land."

"Build another hut, clear out a few acres of land, raise some poultry and livestock... Life will slowly get back on track."

"Everything you lost in this disaster, as long as you work hard enough, you will always earn it back little by little."

Having said this, Meng Ziang stood calmly in front of everyone.

He glanced around:
"What I want to say has been said."

"Next, tell me what you want to say."

Facing such a magnanimous Meng Ziang, no one dared to look directly into his eyes.

At this time, the effects of the wrong decoction on the corvee had almost disappeared.

What's more, the cannibal has a soft mouth and just ate his food.

So no matter how tough he was just now, after he was full, the anger caused by the torture of hunger had calmed down a lot.

Everyone hesitated, but no one showed the anger that vowed to kill Meng Ziang.

Meng Ziang was not in a hurry and waited quietly.

It was precisely because of his calmness and calmness that the corvees were speechless.

Meng Ziang seized the opportunity and spoke again:
"If the mountain god punishes me, how can the flood recede?"

"If the mountain god punishes you, why are you so clear-headed at this time?"

"The statement that you are so convinced of is the divination of which master, or is it just your own lies?"

"I am a different kind of person who is full of poison."

"But I have nothing to do with the natural disaster, but I have a share of credit for the floods receding."

"So I would like to ask you, am I a scourge for the world, or am I an ordinary person who can help everyone solve problems with my own efforts? Please ask yourselves!"

"If deep down in your hearts, you still feel that I am an ominous person who brings disaster, then you are here and use your own way to end my life! I will never say anything!"

After a pause, Meng Ziang changed the subject:
"But if you can see and think clearly, not far from here, there is a small embankment that needs manual treatment. If you go with me next, it will not be considered a place for escaping to serve."

After the words fell, Meng Ziang stopped talking.

He waited quietly for everyone's answer.

His words were very clear. Either kill him and then bear the death penalty of escaping to the place of military service; or choose to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately, and then return home and repeat his previous life.

The mountain wind blows from a distance, making the clothes rustle.

After a silence, there was a lot of discussion among the laborers.

"Could he be lying? I don't believe it."

"I don't believe it either. I always feel like there's something big wrong with it."

"If we give up, if he changes his mind, aren't we the prey that fell into the trap and can only sit back and wait for death?"

"but……"

However, haven't they been struggling all their lives just to stay alive?
In the flood, you can still hold on to the driftwood and struggle to survive. Who is willing to die when you have a choice?

When people have hope, gods and Buddhas are not their only beliefs.

Whether the mountain god will punish you or not is no longer a life-threatening matter.

Chapter 1279 More and more people are shaken.

"But if we must go against him, we will not escape death!"

"I don't want to die yet. I have a mother above me and a wife and children below me."

"I don't want to die either. I still have a disabled brother to take care of."

"I can't die anymore. How will my whole family survive if I die?"

"I'm not afraid of death, but I can't harm my family."

"Should I trust him?"

"..."

Two different voices collided fiercely among the crowd.

They did not dare to believe Meng Ziang easily, but they could not seek death. They really killed Meng Ziang as a sacrifice, and then put him to death.

For a while, it was noisy.

At this moment, a melodious voice sounded.

Everyone looked around and saw that it was...

(End of this chapter)