Buzz ~

As the thoughts moved, the flowing light spread in front of the eyes, outlining a picture that seemed to be empty and illusory.

Yang Yu looked slightly dazed, and there was still an underground palace and a main hall in front of him.

The difference is that there is only rolling magma in the iron pool but no iron.

Amid the magma surging fire, an old man in a loose blue shirt was writing on his coffin, which could be vaguely seen, as if this tomb picture was pictured.

A slightly immature Taoist boy followed him and asked him curiously:

"Master, don't you highly recommend the 'Martial Saint Xuanying'? How did you draw a picture of his tomb? If you get it by others, wouldn't he be at peace after his death?"

"What I admire for my teacher is not Chen Xuanying, but his 'Three Dragon Swords'. Both cannot be compared to each other."

The old man put his pen and shook the parchment scroll in his hand.

"But the three swords of dragon killing aren't Chen Xuanying's martial arts?"

The little Taoist boy was slightly stunned, a little confused.

“Naturally different.”

The old man smiled:

"As a warrior, Chen Xuanying has excellent sword skills and can even compete with Zhang Yuanzhu. However, as a king, he has great ambitions and little wisdom, and has no plans and no decisions.

So he was the pioneer of the king and his great foundation dispersed overnight. If only this was the case, it would be fine. He enjoyed all his wealth and honor during his lifetime, and built an underground palace after his death, and wanted to be buried with living people. Such a person is not worthy of respect for his teacher."

The little Taoist boy seems to understand:

"But you are..."

"He was the pioneer of the king, and before his energy dissipated, he had already died under Zhang Yuanzhu's 'Tiangang Fist', but he could just borrow his energy to conquer the 'green girl'!"

The old man said, sighing slightly:

"It's fine if you can't see it, but if you meet it, you can't bear it after all..."

"Zhen Qingnv?"

The little Taoist scratched his head:

"You said that if you want to get the Green Girl rank, you have to have a severe drought for three years and a thousand miles of barren land. Will there be someone in the future?..."

"The human heart is hard to measure and the sea water is hard to measure. Who can tell you clearly? What's more, who tells you that only people can get the fruit of Tao?"

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly.

The little Taoist boy was shocked.

"In the ancient myths, there are not only immortals, demons, gods and Buddhas, but also ghosts and monsters..."

While speaking, the old man suddenly reached out and a bead was thrown into the rolling magma:

"I hope there won't be a day of use..."

call!

At this point, the light and shadow in front of you were immediately shattered.

Yang Yu looked slightly dazed, retreated from the gluttonous cauldron, and looked into the iron pool.

Four hundred years ago, the beads that Sanxiaosan people threw in it were, but the size of their little fingertips, are now more than ten thousand times larger?

"After three years of drought, thousands of miles away from the ground... Why is this green girl somewhat similar to the 'drought' I heard of in my previous life?"

Yu Yang murmured in his heart.

There was a sentence mentioned on the stone tablet, but he didn't care much. Now, when the Sanxiaosanren mentioned it again, he had to pay attention to it.

etc!

Suddenly, his heart was shocked and he remembered something.

"Three years of severe drought, three years of severe drought..."

Yang Yu's expression suddenly became serious. Although he could not understand that human power could cause a severe drought in a thousand miles apart for three years, he seemed to remember it.

Deyang Prefecture has been drought for two years, and the number of people fleeing famine has already reached one million.

“No…”

Yang Yu's heart skipped a beat.

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Yu couldn't sit still. He brought a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, hurriedly wrote some things, and handed them to Xiao Wu, asking him to send them to Liushangmen in Qingzhou as quickly as possible.

"Instruct Tie Kaishan to send this letter to Qingzhou Station..."

"ah?"

Xiao Wu, who was wandering around, was shocked. This was the first time he saw Yang Yu's solemn expression. He hurriedly took the letter and turned toward Mulin Mansion.

"I hope this Mr. Xu is not just a false reputation..."

Yu Yang murmured in his heart.

Sanxiaosanren must be the Martial Saint, and he can make him so serious. It is not necessary to think about it and know that the things that he mentioned and left behind repeatedly must be extremely terrifying.

With his martial arts at this time, even if he wanted to do something, he would not be able to achieve it, so he could only place his hopes on the court.

"call!"

After suppressing his heart's throbbing, Yu Yang slowly closed his eyes.

...

...

The sun rises and sunsets, and Qingzhou City is peaceful.

With the arrival of spring, caravans from various prefectures and even other states also came in an endless stream, and the whole city was filled with new vitality.

Outside the city, refugees are still building their own settlement, and they are in full swing.

Not far away, smoke from the porridge shed was curling, and the aroma of rice porridge could be heard from afar. The fish in the hills came hurriedly, but stopped.

The huge porridge shed was noisy, with people coming and going, and it was very busy. The porridge shed of tens of thousands of people was so huge that hundreds of people were a little too busy to cook porridge.

"Sir!"

A Jinyiwei walked slowly into the porridge shed, and Xu Wenji, who had been wearing short-term beatings, was inspecting the porridge shed. He had to check all the pots of porridge one by one, and no one was allowed to fill his pockets.

"What do you say about the four masters?"

Seeing this Jinyiwei, Xu Wenji asked.

This person, whose name is Qiu Zhanyu, is the commander of the Qingzhou Jinyiwei, and has been following him these days.

"There is no rejection on the surface, but it is not that simple to let them go."

Qiu Zhanyu shook his head immediately.

Resettlement of refugees is much more troublesome than expected. It is impossible to keep dispensing porridge, and they are still self-sufficient in the end.

Even if there is labor-for-relief, if the problem is completely solved, it still needs to be put on the land.

However, the number of refugees is increasing, and Qingzhou can reclaim wasteland. If everyone has land to plant, the four people will have to let go.

“As expected.”

Xu Wenji nodded:

"This matter is not urgent. Deyang Mansion's relief is still necessary. If you are really too anxious, it will be unsatisfactory."

Using his methods, it may not be impossible to let the four masters spit out the land, but the disaster in Deyang Prefecture was too serious, so he could only slow down.

"Since you know they don't agree, why do you have to ask? Wouldn't it be better to let them spit it out after the liquidation?"

Qiu Zhanyu was in a bad mood.

He has never suffered such a cowardly.

If Xu Wenji hadn't agreed, he would have taken action first.

We must let these evil gentry know what is to kill first and then report, and the imperial power is granted!

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "If the land is not taken out, the grain will naturally be spit out."

Xu Wenji put away the chopsticks inserted in the rice porridge, looking cold:

"It's okay, they won't refuse one after another."

"Nie Wendong, really deserves to die!"

Qiu Zhanyu's face was gloomy:

"The corpse is in vain! All officials in Qingzhou should be killed below Nie Wendong!"

The court is too far away, and the distance cannot relieve near thirst. It is too late to wait until the court discusses specific disaster relief matters and then dispatches the silver and grains of the states.

Because the disaster in Deyang Prefecture has lasted for two years.

But if Qingzhou officials were in peace and quiet, and the drought was reported to the prefecture government office and the court, how could such a disaster lead to?
To be continued...