Rebirth of the eldest daughter

Chapter 1280 Then, just hold my knife and create a peaceful and prosperous age together!

That is actually the tune that shepherd boys play most often.

I saw an old man. He didn't know when he twisted a leaf and put it between his lips.

That melodious voice is like the gentle breeze in summer, slowly penetrating into people's hearts.

The discussion gradually weakened.

The crowd couldn't help but listen attentively.

In that melodious melody, what the old people heard were childhood memories, and what the young people heard was peace and tranquility.

But what the teenagers heard was freedom and ease.

The old man finished playing the song silently, and then pointed to a piece of land below.

"There used to be a village here. When I was a child, I often came to this place to graze cattle."

"The cattle at home are kept fat even during the busy farming season. The cattle's backs are so wide that you can lie down on them and sleep on them."

"When we are full of sleep and the cows are full of food, my friends and I will drive the cows home. The fire clouds in the sky are red, and the sun shines on people's faces, which turns out to be golden."

"Under the evening light, we rode oxen and played the shepherd's flute to go home together. As long as we looked around, we could see vast expanse of clear sand, and the fields were arranged in an orderly manner under the afterglow."

Having said this, the old man felt disappointed:

"Such peace and tranquility happened a long time ago. I don't know since when, famines and wars have stopped poisoning us all the time."

"It seems as if this generation of young people were born to experience how cruel fate really is."

Hearing this in public, all kinds of emotions were mixed.

Humans themselves are very complex creatures.

Greed, anger, ignorance and truth/goodness can be switched depending on the position and various reasons.

A person can be extremely vicious, but he will also show the greatest kindness to others when his own interests are protected.

Not everyone can relate to what the old man said.

But this beautiful thing that existed in the past made the corvee, who was already shaken, not wanting to die even more.

At this time, another person spoke:
"My grandma married into our village from this village. She said that the land in this village is fertile and abundant, and the villagers can have enough food and clothing."

"But then one time the Lingjiang River overflowed, and the village was flooded, and the fertile farmland was destroyed. Since then, due to the blockage of the river, the original place where the village was was covered by a vast ocean."

"The villagers were forced to leave and find another way to make a living, and the village ceased to exist. Unexpectedly, after decades, that area is now revealed again. What a miracle!"

There were murmurs in the crowd.

"Is this flood release really so powerful?"

"Aren't the facts right in front of you?"

"So, we don't need to do corvee work to dig out the silt and sand?"

"Looks like it's not necessary."

"..."

The topic unknowingly led to the matter of dredging.

The peaceful and warm past calmed the hearts of everyone.

The indisputable facts before us clarify everyone's thoughts.

"So, is it right to open the gate?"

"But what was the reason for the strangeness before I waited?"

"Yes, at that time I had a splitting headache and my heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest. It was like a nightmare!"

"It feels like I'm about to die. It's so real. There's no reason it's just an illusion!"

"That's right! How to explain it?"

Someone suggested:

"That's not right. The government officials opened the gate with us. How come they are okay? It's just us who have a problem."

"Does the punishment of the mountain god also depend on those in the government or not?"

"The general was there that day, but he didn't seem to have any problems."

"Is it because the sound of the water flow was too loud and scared us silly? And the officer has experienced many battles, so he is fine?"

"It's possible."

"Yes, yes, it is possible."

"..."

There were divergent opinions, but their opinions gradually became unified under the words that appeared from time to time with deliberate guiding purposes.

They gave themselves a step up and found reasons for not believing in the punishment of the mountain god.

Meng Ziang listened silently.

After arriving, he took the opportunity to speak: "You must also be aware of the post-disaster relief provided by the imperial court."

"If you own the land yourself, the amount will be recorded in the book. When you rebuild after the disaster, you will not be missing a penny."

"If you don't have land, the imperial court has cooperated with the landlords to provide tenants with preferential rents."

"I'm going to strengthen the dike now. If you don't have any problems, then come with me. As long as everything goes well, there's still time for spring plowing." "No matter how fragmented the land is, as long as the seeds are planted, the spring breeze will bring buds. , there will be a good harvest in autumn, and I hope it can be passed down from generation to generation. "

After saying that, he slowly left.

For a while, no one followed his footsteps.

Hundreds of corvees stood in silence, hesitating.

After a while, his figure turned into a small dot and slowly disappeared over the mountain col.

The old man who had been playing music just now gritted his teeth and took a step forward.

Someone held his hand: "Uncle Wang, are you crazy? We wanted to kill him two days ago. Will he repay kindness with kindness? What if it is a trap?"

The old man shook off the hand holding his sleeve with a determined look on his face:
"I'm old and I don't have a few years left to live. I've tried my best over the past few decades, but I can't see the vast expanse of clear sand that I had when I was a child."

"Now the once fertile land has reappeared. If I can see crops growing on it during my lifetime, I will die with no regrets!"

After saying that, he took firm steps and staggered away after Meng Ziang.

A young boy took a deep breath and took steps.

Without waiting for anyone to dissuade him, he said:
"My father is dead, my mother is dead, and the whole family is dead. I am the only one alive. I still want to carry their wishes and live well. I don't want to die!"

After the words fell, he trotted to catch up with the old man, supported the old man and walked forward without looking back.

At this time, someone else moved:

"If you go, you won't necessarily die, but if you don't go, you will definitely die!"

"My family still needs to be supported by me. I don't want to be executed for escaping to work as a slave laborer, and I don't want to harm my family."

"Let's give it a try!"

"No matter what happens, there are still His Highness the Ninth Prince and the General. If Meng Ziang plays tricks, they will not die without saving him!"

"I am coming too!"

In this way, the corvees followed one after another.

One.

two.

……

Hundreds of people.

No one will insist on the so-called talk of the mountain god until hope is within easy reach.

Everyone followed Meng Ziang to strengthen the dike, which gave them a reason to leave Qingduyan - to move to other places to continue their corvee service.

A crisis that could be big or small, with endless consequences, was resolved in this way.

After everyone left, Bai Mingwei and Liu Yao walked out together.

It turns out that those who have them among the corvees will play a role at critical moments.

And they helped solve the whole thing.

But this time, Meng Ziang needs to face it himself. Although they believe that Meng Ziang can solve the problem, they still hide in the dark in case of emergency.

After everyone left, they naturally had no need to hide.

Liu Yao asked Bai Mingwei: "What is the scene of clear sand and vast expanse of sand?"

Bai Ming looked down slightly. The traces left after the flood faded were like the veins of the human body, spreading everywhere he could see.

She stretched out her hand and described the scene to Liu Yao:
"Probably, this flat land is covered with criss-crossing farmland. In autumn, the rice ears hang low and the leaves of the crops are golden."

"It is these bunches of crops that stretch across the vast land, dyeing the land golden yellow, as if it is covered with thousands of hectares of clear sand."

When she spoke, her eyes sparkled, as if she really saw the color that represented fertility and harvest.

Liu Yao looked at her smile and couldn't help but be immersed in this beautiful fantasy.

The corners of his lips raised, but his eyes became more determined.

He whispered a promise: "One day, we will see such a scene, peaceful and peaceful, rich and abundant."

Bai Ming stopped slightly and looked sideways at the young man standing slightly in front.

At this moment, the young man's shoulders seemed to be more arrogant and reliable than the mountains.

It seems that as long as a person knows how to take responsibility and has ambitions, the image he displays will be awe-inspiring.

She chuckled and responded: "Then, Your Highness, please hold my sharp blade tightly and let me help you conquer the outside world and make peace at home, make achievements, and create a peaceful and prosperous era that can only be recorded in books."

Liu Yao turned around and extended his hand to Bai Mingwei.

Bai Ming slightly understood and stretched out his hand.

Hands clasped together and raised, the two looked at each other and smiled.

They are like close friends for many years, reaching a consensus in the most common posture for men.

Since the two came to Jiangbei, they have always supported each other and worked together in the same boat.

But it seems that it was not until this moment that I completely opened my heart and became a true ally, and went further than an ally.

They are close friends who depend on each other.

(End of this chapter)