Sanhe Town Wharf.

The late spring cold continued, and there were not many people on the pier. The laborers who gathered on the pier to carry the work were now hiding in the corners that sheltered from the wind, gathering around firewood to keep warm.

They have no work to do, even if they are strong and have no exercise, they can't withstand the chill.

It is spring, but the coldness is not much different from winter.

"I'm really seeing a ghost, what a ghost weather!"

"That's right? If you continue to be so cold this day, you will delay the spring seeds!"

"Last year, the drought was severe, and spring planting was delayed this year. How did you live this day?"

"I said, do you buy food at home?"

"I bought it, can I not buy it?"

"I'm afraid the price of grain will rise again, and I really can't live this life!"

"You said, if this really delays the spring seeds, will the court provide disaster relief?"

"Who knows?"

"Last year, if it weren't for the wealthy marquis paying money and waiting for the court's relief, I don't know how many people would starve to death!"

"A boat is here, a boat is here!"

A group of people were chatting, and suddenly someone started shouting loudly.

Hearing this shout, the group of people jumped up quickly, regardless of how harmonious the chat was just now, and rushed to the dock without giving in to each other.

I am about to suffer a disaster this year, and now I can earn one penny more.

"It's a passenger ship!"

Soon, someone started shouting again.

Passenger ships basically carry passengers. Even if there are any rituals, they are all small objects, and they are basically unable to use their laborers.

The laborers who had just fought for me soon returned to the fire and sat down.

Of course, there are also some unwilling people who stay on the dock, hoping to have some work, even if they earn ten or eight cents, it is still good.

...

The three passenger ships on the river were the returnee Mr. Xu and his group.

However, behind this passenger ship, there are ten cargo ships, full of rice and grain.

Although Mr. Xu turned around in Jiangling City, during this period in Jiangling City, he had talked about Lao Duo’s rice and grain transactions.

Today, ten ships of rice and grain are just the first batch.

According to the established plan, since you want to open a rice and grain shop, you cannot just open one, just open more if you want.

The more you want to store grain, naturally, the better.

Originally, it was just to deal with the disaster year, but after knowing that the disaster was going to rebel, Mr. Xu understood that he had to hoard more food.

Once the war breaks out, food is needed everywhere.

After the passenger ship stopped at the dock, the first person to disembark was Boss Xu.

Boss Xu got off the boat and waved to two force workers to get on board.

Not long after, two laborers carried Mr. Xu with soft mattresses and walked slowly off the boat.

Then, not long after, news spread from the town that Wu Chenghou was seriously ill.

When Mr. Xu was sent back to Lingshui Village, the news of his serious illness spread to the county town, and then it was spread to the capital at a very fast speed.

The news that Mr. Xu was seriously ill spread, and there were really a lot of people coming to visit him, and there were endless streams.

As the eldest son, Boss Xu naturally had to come forward to greet him.

So, Xu Laosan took on the burden of taking care of the old man.

Zuoqiu is no longer in the village now. He had already gone to Kun County before Mr. Xu and his friends came back. However, he missed the land route with Mr. Xu and his friends perfectly.

After Mr. Dai Duo came to Lingshui Village, he completely ignored the matter and really felt like he was retiring. But at this moment, the news that Mr. Xu was inexplicably seriously ill came, and Mr. Dai still arrived at the Xu family.

"What do you say?"

Mr. Dai looked at Boss Xu with a sad face and asked in a deep voice.

"The doctor said everything is fine, but people just don't wake up!"

Boss Xu spoke in grief and anger.

Mr. Dai pondered for a moment and said, "Maybe, you can invite the people from the Imperial Heavenly Prison to come and have a look."

This person has been doing well and suddenly fell into a coma. The doctor couldn't see the problem. Then, there was only one possibility left, that is, the person who was in trouble was tampered with.

The means of disasters and destiny have always been unpredictable to gods and ghosts.

"Old Dai, what do you mean is that my father was harmed by robbery?"

Upon hearing Mr. Dai’s advice, Boss Xu’s eyes widened instantly.

Mr. Dai did not nod directly, but sighed and said, "It's just that there is a possibility. Of course, we should look at the doctor more carefully and take a two-pronged approach!"

Now that Mr. Xu is unconscious, no one can give a positive answer to what is going on.

The fate of disaster is possible.

Poisoning is possible.

It is naturally possible to get sick.

When Mr. Dai came out of Lao Xu's house, he did not stand by and watched, but wrote a letter in his hand and sent it to the capital. He resigned from office because of Emperor Yongping's inaction, which must have caused Emperor Yongping's displeasure. However, Mr. Dai had had many years of interaction with Emperor Yongping, and writing a letter to Beijing at this moment may be of some use.

After all, it is not an easy task to get the people from the Imperial Heavenly Prison to take action.

The Imperial Heavenly Prison in the Tang Dynasty was a branch of the Dao of Calamity. The people in the Imperial Heavenly Prison were mainly responsible for protecting the royal family and preventing the royal family from being under the means of robbing the Dao of Calamity.

This is the fundamental reason why Emperor Taizu of the Tang Dynasty established the Imperial Heaven Supervision.

But now, the existence of the Imperial Heavenly Prison is no longer simply protecting the royal family. The Imperial Heavenly Prison secretly helped some people in the royal family to do a lot of dirty things, and even many people in the Imperial Heavenly Prison have recognised their ancestors and returned to their ancestors according to the disaster.

For example, the former supervisor of the Imperial Heavenly Prison colluded with disaster and almost made a big deal.

However, even so, Dai Duo still affirmed that there must be people who are absolutely loyal to them who understand the Taoist magic of the disaster. If Mr. Xu really got the Taoist magic of the disaster, then only this kind of people can save people.

Although Dai Duo was very disappointed with Emperor Yongping, in his heart, he still hoped that Emperor Yongping could wake up.

Mr. Xu was named Marquis of Wucheng, and he was a rare general.

Such people are very scarce in the Tang Dynasty today.

While everyone outside was running around for Mr. Xu's coma, Mr. Xu was eating roast chicken with Fubao, and the two of them were eating oily mouths.

"Dad, why are you pretending to be sick?"

Fubao took a bite of the tender chicken leg meat and looked at his dad, "Tell me, I promise not to tell anyone."

"I can swear!"

"If I say I miss it, I will never be able to eat delicious roast chicken again!"

It feels really unhappy that I know there is something but I don’t know what it is.

Fubao stared at his father without blinking his big eyes.

Mr. Xu sighed and said, "Bao, the disaster is about to rebel, and there is a war again!"
Chapter completed!