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Chapter 313 Still the temple master

If you have the ability, Zhang Jiuyan certainly hopes to help them and do something within his ability.

It happened that Zhang Jiuyan's own strength could already do something for them.

It was precisely because of these four points that Zhang Jiuyan decided to start suppressing bandits at this time and put the plan into implementation immediately.

Riding a horse is riding a horse, and its speed is far from comparable to walking.

The feeling was like a dragon and a tiger leaping in the wind, and it was like a dragon and a tiger leaping, with a vigorous momentum, and all the pedestrians avoided it.

This feeling also adds some pride and glory to the Dragon Scale Sharp.

To the west of Chenjiagou, more than thirty miles away, I send my son to Guanyin Temple.

More than ten years ago, the incense was also very popular. The young couples and old ladies from all villages, who prayed that they would come here to have more children and pay for incense and donate some incense and oil.

However, as the years went by, the people still had some savings and hopes at the beginning, and the people who came were still eager.

But as time goes by, the people are unable to take care of themselves and cannot control the gods or immortals, so naturally there are fewer people coming.

Gradually, the place declined.

Until now, few people have come here, and they are ruined everywhere, and they have only become a temporary place for refugees.

At this moment, when you look roughly inside, there are forty or fifty refugees.

These refugees are divided into families or villages, and they are all surrounded by five or six small circles.

Most of them chatted without saying a word, didn't talk much, and looked very worried on their faces. They were obviously worried about their future life.

"Dad, I heard that Master Jiu is very good and can help us poor people. As long as we get to Master Jiu, we will have enough food."

A man who looked honest and honest in his twenties said to his father.

His father was weak and just nodded slightly, as if he didn't have much hope.

After a while, the old man said, "Bulfrog, if I leave, I will exchange me and others, saving waste. How many days can you last?"

When the man named Bullfrog heard this, he became anxious, "Dad, what are you saying? If you say such a thing, wouldn't you want me to hit the sky with lightning?"

The old man no longer spoke, but his eyes showed his reluctance to his relatives and his unwillingness to this world.

After a while, a hint of yearning appeared in the old man's eyes, and the old man said again:

"It's better to be the master of the temple. At that time, every month I could eat meat. If it were a festival, the whole family could eat roast chicken and drink old wine."

A smile appeared on the old man's face, "At that time, your grandfather loved you the most. He gave you two chicken legs, and neither brother nor sister."

As he spoke, the old man's eyes turned red.

The temple master refers to Emperor Wanli.

Emperor Wanli reigned for forty-eight years and was the longest-reigning emperor in the Ming Dynasty. He has been doing the emperor's choreography all his life.

However, he did not attend court for thirty years, so many people scolded him for neglecting the government affairs, and some even explained that the reason why the court perished was started with him.

But don’t care what others scold him or say about him, in the eyes of the people, he is a real good emperor.

In the Ming Dynasty under his rule, the people had food and drink, so they didn’t have to worry about it. Their lives were quite good.

Even for one reason or another, the county governments in many places were empty, no one was left, and the county magistrates and constables were gone, but no chaos occurred in the local area.

From this we can see how peaceful and happy the Ming Dynasty was at that time.

After hearing his father's words, Bullfrog also had the smell of eating chicken legs when he was a child. He couldn't help but sniffing his nose, as if it still smelled now.

At this time, the old man sighed again: "Your grandpa left early, good early, and you left early, so you don't have to suffer as much as you are now,

If I had known that the world would have become like this, I would have left long ago."

It is still only the first year of Chongzhen, and the old man feels so emotional, which shows how serious the disaster in Shaanxi is.

In other words, this protracted disaster actually began during the late reign of Emperor Wanli.

However, at that time, the people were well-off for decades of the Wanli Dynasty, so they did not collapse immediately.

Later in the Apocalypse period, although Emperor Apocalypse was greedy for carpenters and did not care about the government, he was clear about major events.

No one dares to mention anything like reducing taxes to merchants or abolishing Jinyiwei and Dongchang even if he uses his ministers to have a hundred courage.

However, when Emperor Chongzhen was in the reign of Emperor Chongzhen, it was as if there was no boundary and was in chaos.

Not only did the natural disasters become worse and worse, but even the official became worse and worse.

In the past, the government also reduced taxes from time to time to help the victims, but now, the government is like a hand-off manager to treat the disaster, and it is ignored.

As for taxes, it is not only not reduced or exempted, but also worsening, which is only intolerable.

In this case, if you have personal complaints, people with a little temper will not be willing to die.

This is no wonder that the situation in Shaanxi deteriorated sharply in just over a year.

The old man was sighing, and only heard a burst of rapid footsteps outside. Hearing the movement, it seemed like a group of people were rushing towards the temple, and there were many people coming.

The refugees instinctively felt the danger and involuntarily moved closer to their familiar relatives and partners, and then leaned towards the corner of the wall, looking at the temple gate in horror, not knowing who was coming.

Soon, a group of people rushed into the temple, with more than 30 people, each of whom was bare-handed, revealing his muscles. It was difficult to meet at first glance.

Moreover, they all held sticks and forks in their hands, and looked fierce, which was shocking.

Among them, one person comes out of them is the leader.

I saw this man glanced at him and saw that he was full of refugees and had no money to make up for. He couldn't help but feel disappointed.

"Damn it, some refugees are also dilapidated."

He cursed hatefully, and then he said, "You young and strong, come with me and be your dog legs. In the future, you will have a delicious and spicy time."

If there is no money to rob, the leader wants to gather the young and strong people here, so that they can follow them, and they can work hard for themselves in the future.

As for the elderly, weak, women and children, he naturally would not want them. After all, for him, these people have no value except wasting food.

When the refugees heard this, most of them shook their heads in panic and were unwilling to follow.
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