If I upgrade, I can win prizes

Chapter 22 stay
Bailu Town.

To the north of the town is a large and gorgeous manor. Even at night, a tall lantern hangs at the door, illuminating the words on the plaque: Bai Family.

In the southeast corner of the manor, in the Bai family ancestral hall, the quarrel turned from calm to fierce:
"The number of refugees is increasing day by day. I'm afraid these foreign barbarians are about to kill us!"

"Father, the Lu family has been confirmed. The whole family will leave for the south tomorrow."

"Yes, father, if our family doesn't leave, I'm afraid we won't be able to leave!"

"Stop talking! You unfilial sons want to leave! I won't leave anyway! Wherever the inheritance of our ancestors is, I will be there!"

"I know, grandpa, great-grandpa, grandpa-grandfather, it is not easy for our family to save tens of thousands of acres of fertile land from generation to generation, and we are reluctant to part with it. However, if our whole family is killed by barbarians, what is the use of so many fields? ?”

"Yes, anyway, the land deed is in our hands. When an emperor from the imperial court ascends the dragon and leads an army to fight back, won't these fields still belong to our family? Dad, don't be confused!"

"You are the ones who are confused! Even if we fight back in the future, how many years will it be? Decades? Or hundreds of years? Our family's property is all on these lands. How much gold and silver is there for us to live in the south?"

"Moreover, if you take out the land deeds after the fight is over, these lands will be yours? Doesn't the emperor want to use the land back from the fight to ennoble the heroes? Then the land deeds will be useless paper!"

"But if a person dies, the land will be of no use?"

"Why is it useless? No matter how brutal and easy-to-kill the barbarians are, they can kill all the people in the nine states in the north? Then who do they rule? To say the least, they always need to eat, right? How do they get food? Or do they need us? Planted from the ground?”

"If you want people to farm the land, you need people to take care of those mud-legged farmers! Is there anyone more suitable than us? As long as we are respectful enough, offer some gold, silver and jewelry, and get some women to offer them, this land is not for us to take care of. ?Not ours yet?”

"What if the court calls back?"

"Fight back? When we fight back, we need someone to farm the land, and someone to take care of the land. When the time comes, we can just eat pots of slurry to welcome the king's army. We have made great contributions by providing food and grass for the imperial army, and the imperial court will not kill us!" "

"But what if those barbarians don't understand any sense and just want to kill people? Should we just wait to die?"

"This may indeed happen, but your father has already arranged it. Boss, second brother, you choose one to go to the south. I will prepare 3000 taels of silver for him."

"I go!"

"I go!"

"I am the eldest son, I will go!"

"Brother, you want to inherit the family business, it's better for me to go!"

……

"Well, I still suggest that your whole family go to the south." A strange voice suddenly appeared in the ancestral hall.

"Who is it?" The father and son who were arguing in the ancestral hall immediately stood up.

What appeared in front of them was a young man with shabby clothes, dusty face, and an upright posture. He also carried a package and a long knife on his back.

He also said to himself: "These barbarians are really unreasonable. They have slaughtered many villages, towns, and cities along the way."

"Here comes someone!" He called out first, and the head of the Bai family, Bai Jiaxuan, said in a calm tone: "Hero, if you are here to catch the autumn wind, our Bai family would not mind offering you a share of the travel expenses. If it is for other purposes, our Bai family will also Not easy to deal with!"

Soon, a dozen strong servants armed with sticks and spears came around, surrounding the ancestral hall and the strange young man at the entrance of the ancestral hall.

"I really need some gold and silver." There was no trace of nervousness or fear on the young man's face: "You just said you prepared 3000 taels for your son. I don't want more. Give me 1 taels. I also want gold. Prepare for me, um...just 1000 taels."

"Kill him!" The head of the Bai family looked fiercely.

The servants rushed over, and like flower petals scattering, seven or eight heads rolled to the ground.

"You...you..." Bai Jiaxuan shivered and sat back on the chair, stretching out his hands and trembling his fingers.

The young man turned around and said, "Don't you want to?"

Another head jumped up, blood splattered on a Zhang Ling tablet. "Now you have a son, they don't have to fight."

The long knife was like a judge's pen, slowly pointing at another person standing in the room.

The eldest son Bai sat on the ground. His pants were soaked with urine that had a cleaning effect. He could take them off and wash them at any time.

"No! Don't! I'll give you money!" Bai Jiaxuan shouted: "If you have something to say! If you have something to say!"

"Then get ready." It was like a devil whispering.

Soon, two large boxes of silver ingots, five large silver winter melons, and a box of golden leaves were placed in front of the young man.

"Oops, it seems I made a mistake." The young man patted his head.

"Forget it, just take this box." He picked up the box containing the gold leaves and walked out of the ancestral hall.

Bai Jiaxuan waved his hand: "Put the silver back into the cellar."

Then, he reached out and touched the second son's head on the ground, and two lines of tears flowed down unconsciously.

Suddenly, the demon-like young man suddenly appeared in the ancestral hall. His hands shook in shock, and the head in his hands rolled out again.

"I remember, you just said that your family has a lot of land, right? Then there is a lot of food, right?"

……

Looking at the large pots along the road and the countless refugees lining up with bowls to receive the rice porridge in the pots, Lu Ang felt a little better.

No matter what, save some if you can.

Even though this place is very close to the Cangjiang Cairn, almost a day's journey away, most of the refugees arriving here are still skinny and skinny, as if they will fall down if a gust of wind blows.

At the beginning, Lu Ang did not want to do these things.

One of his purposes when he stopped here was to find a wealthy landlord and get some money to spend, so as not to live a hard life in the south.

Landlords and wealthy people, even if they were all killed, no one would be wronged.

However, Lu Ang was not happy about killing someone in the landlord's lair, and he was not at all as happy as he thought he could get.

Only now that he had given porridge and saw a glimmer of hope in the eyes of the refugees, he felt much more comfortable.

I have seen too many tragedies along the way, experienced too much powerlessness, and accumulated too much anger and unwillingness in my heart.

One day.

Another most critical purpose is that his "Object Control" has been on (9/10) for several days. He has a hunch that this skill is about to be upgraded!

We were about to cross the Cangjiang River natural moat. According to Wu Bing, the imperial court had deployed some kind of tens of thousands of locks across the river on the Cangjiang River.

Chances are, crossing the river is not that simple.

This place is far away from Barbarian's wolf-riding man-catching team, so it's relatively safe for a short time.

One more draw means one more hole card and one more safety.

For three days in a row, Lu Ang, together with his father and son, stared at the soup-giving scene. Under their fearful eyes, Lu Ang simultaneously controlled ten gold ingots flying around in his hands.

at last.

"Congratulations, your "Object Control Technique" has been raised from Lv0 to Lv1, and you have won a chance to draw a lottery."

(End of this chapter)