Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 547 Waiting
While thinking, Wen Lianggong returned to the dilapidated temple, found some clean water, and sharpened the dagger on a stone. It took him almost two hours to sharpen the dagger again.

Now that he had something to rely on, Wen Lianggong felt more confident.

His mind flashed as he followed the large group of refugees that were about to disappear from his sight.

If he wants to make some plans, these countless refugees will be an extremely important help, and also a way for him to verify that he can obtain the true essence of the world.

They walked for half a month and countless refugees died on the road. Wherever they passed, the grass was eaten up and the bark of the trees was stripped off. The originally lush land became barren, with no grass growing at all.

Even the towns along the way became refugees because they could not make a living.

Only when they saw a majestic city with its gates tightly closed did the refugees, numbering nearly one million, stop.

"This is the capital of the Song Dynasty, Shangjing."

An old man with a haggard face and skinny body was holding a wooden stick, with hope in his eyes.

"I heard that the current emperor lives in this city, but I don't know what kind of life he leads."

Someone nearby said, "I heard that the hoes the emperor used to plow the land were all made of gold!"

During the conversation, he naturally caused bursts of exclamations from people around him.

Wen Lianggong on the side pursed his lips, his eyes flashing with something strange.

This half month was enough time for him to push his physical fitness to the limit of his current age.

If it weren't for the lack of sufficient food, he was confident that his physical strength could have been further improved.

But now it's enough.

At this time, above the city, a majestic general in armor and holding a long sword appeared first, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, and he said nothing.

The refugees squatting at the city gate below suddenly became quiet.

Wen Lianggong saw this and raised his eyebrows slightly. The man who looked like a general was unexpectedly strong.

It seems that although this world has not entered the realm of transcendence, kung fu still exists.

After this majestic general appeared and shocked the refugees, a civil servant in a green robe appeared.

This civil servant still used the same old words to appease the refugees, saying that the emperor was ready to open the granaries and provide porridge to the people, but the general meaning was that not a single refugee would be allowed to enter the capital, and anyone who violated the rules would be executed immediately!
Wen Lianggong in the crowd squinted his eyes and looked at the archers on the city wall who were drawing their bows to shoot, his expression very calm.

If the imperial court really wanted to save millions of refugees, it would have sent people to comfort and provide disaster relief during the Jing'an period.

But it was not until the refugees arrived at the Song Dynasty's capital, Shangjing, that they began to react.

I'm afraid that the emperor's decree cannot be heard from the palace and is being treated like a canary.

It can be said that he is rotten to the core.

It's a good time.

When the refugees heard that porridge would be provided and the granary would be opened, they quieted down and waited quietly.

But after waiting for a long time, until it was almost dark, the gate of Shangjing still did not open, but soldiers appeared on the city wall one after another.

Finally, someone couldn't help but shout that he needed food, and then he raised his arms and shouted. As more and more people responded, a low voice was heard from the top of the city.

"put!"

Whoosh whoosh!
Arrows flew through the air, knocking down a large number of refugees under the city, so that boundless panic instantly spread in the hearts of everyone present, and they rushed to retreat.

Wen Lianggong did not come forward immediately, but just stood at the edge and watched quietly. It was not the right time yet, and his spiritual power was not strong enough to easily influence others with words.

This method of using language to seduce others was something Wen Lianggong learned when he was in the Hehuan Sect. He could make a woman fall in love with him quickly through the combination of language and gestures, but there were different ways to do it in different situations.

The White Lotus Sect in the secular world has some shadows of the Hehuan Sect.

As he was already a Golden Immortal, it was natural for him to do it with ease.

However, his spiritual strength is still not enough and it will take a day or two. What's more, what is accumulating in the hearts of these refugees is fear.

When the fear settles and spreads into anger, it is time for him to take action.

At this time, I'm afraid I'll have to wait for a day or two.

Wen Lianggong no longer hesitated and quickly slipped out from the edge. He saw that the entrances and exits of the four city walls of Shangjing were all blocked by refugees. What had just happened was quite consistent. They wanted to disperse these refugees.

only……

These refugees have finally seen a way to survive here, so how could they give up easily?

The people who died along the way have made these people numb to life and death. Those who survived just want to live, and even if they die, they have to fight for a way to survive.

After circling the city for half a circle, Wen Lianggong finally found an opening. He immediately used his hands and feet, like a gecko climbing a wall, and quickly climbed to the top of the city wall under the dull gaze of the refugees below.

However, the refugees below looked at each other, but no one said a word. They all looked at the soldiers on the city wall with hidden resentment.

They thought the Emperor of Song would make the decision for them, but in reality he didn't even show up.

Their hopeful expectations were largely dashed.

At this moment, a curfew had already been imposed in Shangjing, and soldiers were constantly patrolling the city with torches.

Wen Lianggong quietly passed the soldiers and jumped into the city. Looking ahead at the dense patrolling soldiers everywhere, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Shangjing is the most prosperous place in the Song Dynasty, with a population of nearly one million. It is absolutely unacceptable to be besieged by refugees and unable to enter or leave the city for more than three days.

There will definitely be changes within three days.

Your own plan still has to fall into it.

He just didn't believe that there was really no one in the city who would ignore the refugees.

As long as he could find one, his plan would be half successful.

It’s best to find an official.

An hour later, Wen Lianggong silently broke through the heavy guards and came to the resting place of an important court official.

When Wen Lianggong stated his purpose, the thin-faced minister looked a little helpless.

"I've been to the disaster area, but when I saw it, my heart sank." Cao Kewei's face was full of pity: "The land was barren for thousands of miles, and the grass and tree barks were all eaten clean wherever people passed. Some people were so hungry that they ate Guanyin soil and bloated to death.

But, but what can I do? "

Cao Ke was full of self-mockery: "I am just a minister of the Ministry of Revenue. When I arrived there, I couldn't even mobilize the granary of a county. I could only return in disgrace. The current aristocratic families are in control and the government is in chaos. Those aristocratic families only care about their own interests and ignore the people. They really deserve to die! Now the government orders cannot be transmitted from the palace. Even the emperor still doesn't know that there are refugees besieging outside the city. He still believes that the world is peaceful and the country is prosperous and the people are strong."

Wen Lianggong was too lazy to talk to Cao Keshi after hearing this. He didn't want to know about these things at all. He just said bluntly: "Can you open a city gate tomorrow night?"

(End of this chapter)