Chapter 282 Sir, take me to rebel



After seeing off the county governor, Si Qi sat on a chair, and his apprentice Si Yi poured him a cup of tea.

While drinking tea, Si Qi started his daily question: [Any news about Chu Feng?]

It has been more than a year since he came here, and Si Qi has not been able to find Chu Feng.

Si Qi thought about why Chu Feng had not appeared for so long: perhaps he encountered some difficulties and was trapped somewhere and couldn't leave; or perhaps he was busy saving people and was delayed by things.

With Chu Feng's ability, no matter where he is, he can always make a career of his own.

Those who became famous in the chaotic world may be Chu Feng.

So Si Qi chose Liang Province as the starting point of the rebellion, wanting to see if Chu Feng would appear in this place that was once chosen by the Son of the World.

But still no.

Si Qi even began to wonder if it was because the world power of this world was in chaos, and Chu Feng's consciousness accidentally entered another era and missed him.

But he always held a trace of luck in his heart, thinking that he would suddenly appear one day.

Shaking his head, Si Qi finished the tea in his hand, and noticed the concerned look of his apprentice. Si Qi smiled and said, "Go pack your luggage."

Si Yi smiled happily: "Student will go now!"

...

The weather was hot, Si Qi was walking in the mountains, and suddenly remembered some things in the original world line.

In the original world line, Si Qi did not appear, and Si Yi was still on the road to escape. The land here was dry and cracked, and the crops were smoldering at high temperatures and died in the land.

Many farmers tread on the dry, stone-like land, look at the crops that have turned yellow and withered in the cracks, look at the scorching sun above their heads that seems to be suffocating them, and cry in despair.

The governor of Liang Province sighed as he looked at the crops that were drooping and seemed to be dying.

In a few months, autumn will come, and the officers and soldiers sent by the court will also arrive.

If the people of Liang Province stay, they will just sit and wait to die. They will be stripped of their last bit of value and become the living sacrifices of the powerful people in the capital, contributing the last bit of strength to their peace and enjoyment.

But he...how can he bear to let go?

These are the people he has tried his best to make them live a good life.

So he found the county magistrates of each county and explained the situation to them.

The people who can stay here and work as officials with peace of mind are either the incompetent people who offended their superiors and were thrown here and did not want to do any practical work, or the good people who really love the people like their own children.

After everyone got together to discuss, they made the final decision out of helplessness - to leave Liang Province and live somewhere else.

The world is so big, as long as people are still alive, there is always hope.

Although it is difficult for the people to make the decision to leave their homes, how can they live if the land is like this?

Therefore, when the officials who went to Liang Province to claim Liang Province arrived in Liang Province, what they saw was the dilapidated streets that were more desolate than before, with no people.

Several incompetent officials who were left where they were because of the concealment of the situation were so angry that they jumped up and down and cursed, and kept complaining to the people from the capital. The officials from the capital were furious. They wrote a letter to the emperor, describing the governor and the people of Liang Province as extremely bad. They actually abandoned their important duties of farming for the Qiu Dynasty, betrayed the emperor's trust and entrustment to them, and just ran away!

This is to disregard the people of the world and not take the majesty of the emperor into consideration!

After reading the memorial, the emperor was furious and ordered the capture of the fugitives from Liang Province. After being caught, they were sent to various provinces to be sacrificed and executed on a chosen day!

The people of Liang Province, who had been forced to leave their homes and suffered enough along the way, were completely crazy.

Staying where they were would mean death, and leaving would also mean death. What on earth does this dog emperor want!

Looking at the aggressive pursuers, the people cried and raged.

At this time, a man with a strange figure, as if he had crawled out of hell, suddenly appeared. He led a group of people to stop the court's pursuers and protect the people who were crying and begging.

Not only that, he also took everyone to a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, suitable for farming, so that everyone could see the hope of survival.

When everyone could finally breathe a sigh of relief, he told everyone that even if we settled down here, with the dog emperor controlling the government, we would be found one day and be liquidated.

In order to protect our families, we can only take up arms and rebel! When

everyone heard this, they were uneasy and felt that with so few people, how could they fight the emperor.

But who knew that natural disasters broke out in various places and provinces one after another, and the people were living in dire straits. They hated the officers and soldiers sent by the court to kill them, and they rose up one after another.

Since then, the hesitant people no longer hesitated. They joined the rebellion, worked hard to cultivate the land, provide food, and ignited the first fire in this desolate and remote province.

A single spark can start a prairie fire. No one could have imagined that the Qiu Dynasty would be burned to ashes by this fire...

So this drought was the cause of the fall of the Qiu Dynasty and the first sign of natural disasters in various places.

Si Qi saw that his little apprentice was sweating profusely from climbing the mountain. He took out a face towel, wet it with clean water in the pot, and handed it to Si Yi.

Si Yi took the handkerchief with a red face and wiped the sweat off his face.

Today is the last day for the master and apprentice to go up the mountain to check the growth of medicinal herbs. The villagers followed them to learn how to identify and pick herbs.

The herbalists who were used to moving in the mountains were busy all morning and had some wolves and monkeys on their bodies.

Si Qi's expression remained unchanged, and his white clothes were as white as new. There was not much dirt on his feet, and he walked on the undulating mountain road as if he was walking on flat ground. His ease and elegance made people yearn for it.

Si Yi covered half of his face with a face towel, and couldn't help but look at his master secretly.

The master was cold and outstanding, standing out in the crowd.

His master was indeed the most handsome, strongest and most perfect person in the world.

Just as they were thinking about it, the group finished looking at the herbs and prepared to go down the mountain.

Si Qi said to the villagers: "I will leave tomorrow."

Everyone was reluctant to let him go.

"There are many poisonous insects here, and miasma is frequent in the mountains. You need to study those medical books carefully." Si Qi said.

A group of villagers living in the valley, who were originally extremely xenophobic, vigilant and eccentric, now looked at Si Qi with the same worship as they were looking at the ancestor god they were worshipping.

After hearing Si Qi's instructions, everyone responded without hesitation, and they all rushed to talk about what delicious food they had at home and wanted to invite Si Qi to taste it.

Si Qi answered one by one with a smile. Si

Yi had the initial experience, and whenever he saw others surrounding Si Qi, he always wanted to squeeze in and attract some of Si Qi's attention.

He said, "Sir, where are we going next?"

Si Qi: "Next, it's time to return to Liang Province."

Si Yi calculated the time and guessed, "I don't know how the corn and sweet potatoes you planted are doing."

"These corn and sweet potatoes are really big treasures!" The farmers standing in front of the farmland were smiling, and they couldn't wait to rush forward to hug these little cuties and love them with all their hearts.

The county governor, who had been surprised many times by the wheat seeds brought by Si Qi, looked at the corn stalks that were almost as tall as a person in front of him, and the juicy sweet potato leaves, and was shocked: "Are these really the seeds we planted before?"

"These corn and sweet potatoes are really good things, why have they never been discovered before?"

"Mr. Si is really our great benefactor."

During this period, the temperature in Liang Province was much higher than in previous

years. Many people felt that something was wrong as soon as summer came. They were worried that the food in the fields would not last, and they prayed to God every day for good weather and good rain this year. However, the happier and more beautiful Liang Province was in the past hundred years, the more painful and desperate they would be next.

The temperature rose day by day, and the seedlings in the fields shrank visibly with the naked eye.

Just when everyone was so scared that they wanted to squat on the ground all day and watch the food come in little by little, they suddenly found that the wheat seeds received from the official, which were said to be brought by Mr. Si himself, were actually fine. They grew particularly hard and vigorously in the land, holding up their tender and juicy little heads. It

was simply a miracle...

After hearing the news, the county magistrate felt extremely fortunate.

If it weren't for the friend in the letter who repeatedly emphasized Mr. Si's talent and highly praised Mr. Si's virtue, the county magistrate would not dare to take the risk and choose seeds brought by outsiders for such a major event. If these seeds did not germinate or the yield was extremely poor, the people of Liang Province would be finished!

But in terms of the results, he made the right choice. Si Qi really lived up to his reputation and was an incredible figure like a god.

The seeds he brought were more perfect than the grains that Liang Province had screened out for hundreds of years. They were easy to grow and resistant to high temperatures. Maybe the yield was really huge!

After narrowly escaping the disaster, the county magistrate was very grateful when he saw the wheat seeds sent by Si Qi.

However, this was not the end. He heard from his subordinates that corn and sweet potatoes had also entered the next stage of growth. Looking at the pointed corn ears in front of him, the county magistrate counted the number of fruits on a corn stalk, took a look at the growth density of corn, and then calculated how much land there was for corn cultivation in Liang Province... He

was immediately shocked beyond words!

This, this, this, is Liang Province going to have a good turn of events? !

Mr. Si said before that he would come back in the autumn harvest season.

The county magistrate couldn't wait to see that gentleman.

But before that...

the county magistrate waved his hand and asked his men to come over, ordering them to summon the county magistrates from all over the country, and at the same time to keep a secret from those corrupt officials who were doing nothing but eating corpses. The men

did as ordered.

So, when Si Qi returned to Liang Province with Si Yi, who had grown taller after more than four months of absence, there were subtly fewer officials waiting there, and Si Qi understood. When

the people heard the news of Si Qi's arrival, they excitedly rushed from all over the place and stood on both sides of the road to welcome him. Everyone held a bamboo basket of corn and sweet potatoes to give to Si Qi. Children waved their golden ears of wheat. Everyone cried and called Si Qi's name with tears. The scene looked very lively.

Some officials couldn't help crying when they saw the hopeful looks on people's faces. They covered their faces with their sleeves and rubbed their eyes quietly.

Si Qi smiled and greeted everyone. He was surrounded by everyone and came to the courtyard where he lived a few months ago.

The gate of the courtyard was filled with all kinds of precious fruits and vegetables and cakes, which were everyone's thoughts.

The county magistrate smiled and invited Si Qi to come in and rest. The group discussed with Si Qi in the house for a long time, until it got dark and the chefs prepared a table of sumptuous dishes, and then they left the study where they talked.

Everyone enjoyed the meal very much.

Before everyone was ready to say goodbye and leave, Si Qi took out two things.

One was soft, snow-white cotton like clouds.

The other was plump potatoes that were delicious no matter how they were cooked, whether fried, boiled, or stir-fried.

The county magistrate seemed to have noticed something, and carefully wiped his hands on his clothes and took the two things.

"This is..."

Si Qi smiled and said, "These are cotton and potatoes."

"Cotton is light, warm, soft and breathable. It is an excellent choice whether it is made into clothes or put into quilts as fillings. When the spring comes next year and the seeds are sown, people will no longer have to worry about severe cold in winter." "

Potatoes have a high yield and are as filling as sweet potatoes, and they taste great. Rotating with wheat and corn has a low probability of disease and is also beneficial for eliminating weeds. More importantly, potatoes can be planted in winter. As long as the temperature is not low enough for water to freeze, the potatoes will not be frozen."

The county magistrate and others around him found it increasingly difficult to control themselves as they listened, and they crowded up to watch the two crops up close. The county magistrate felt that the hand holding the cotton had warmed up quickly. He subconsciously pinched it lightly and felt the weight. He couldn't stop smiling and said excitedly, "Good stuff, these are all good stuff!"

Several people around him were talking about it, "It can be planted in winter!"

"This cotton looks fluffy and soft. I didn't expect it to be able to withstand the severe winter cold!"

"Mr. Si, is this the cloud you brought from the sky?"

A group of people looked at the white cloud-like appearance of the cotton and its light weight. Si Qi looked more and more like he was looking at a god.

He could even pick the clouds in the sky and use them as quilts. What else can't Mr. Si do?

Si Yi was also shocked when she heard this. She looked at Si Qi with an expression of disbelief and admiration.

Si Qi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "No, this is a crop I found in the hot and cold places."

Everyone showed a look of regret, as if they would rather believe that Si Qi was a god than that he was a learned man with great magical powers.

Si Yi, however, showed a look of doubt. He had learned geographical knowledge from the master and knew that the two places were located in the south and the north, and were basically on opposite routes.

But the master had not been separated from him for such a long time during the journey, and usually only went for three to five days and came back.

How far can you go in three to five days? This does not include the time for the return journey.

Where did the master get these things from? Why have these things never been discovered by the locals before? Moreover, where did those wheat seeds come from, whose growth rate and output are countless times better than ordinary wheat? The master is so young, how can he understand so many things...

The more Si Yi thought about it, the more confused he became. It's just that his trust in Si Qi has already exceeded the normal limits. Even though he is cautious and suspicious, he doesn't want to think of Si Qi in a bad way.

This bad direction is of course the direction that Si Yi least wants to see.

Who makes the words such as supernatural powers and bizarre methods often used to describe

the sorcerers whom he wishes to destroy without leaving a single one.

Si Yi shook his head and forced himself to ignore this thought.

Autumn is here, and officials from the capital are coming.

The county magistrate had made preparations early and did not need Si Qi to remind him. He had arranged everything in the province several months in advance.

The restless and corrupt officials who should be imprisoned were imprisoned; the talkative people were repeatedly warned and threatened by the people around them; the people who were afraid that the food they had grown with great difficulty would be stolen heard the reminders of the county magistrate and village chiefs in advance, harvested the crops, hid the food, pretended to be sad and about to die, and paralyzed in the streets and alleys and sighed.

The people who came to collect food knew that the weather here was hotter than in previous years, and they made up their minds that even if the county magistrate and others could not hand over the food, they would force them to hand over the food, otherwise they would kill them.

He never thought that on such a poor land, there would be plants growing vigorously under the scorching sun, and even a bumper harvest.

Looking at a group of officials with ashen faces, and listening to the miserable sobbing on the street not far away, the official was in an irritable mood and shouted loudly: "You look so dead, did someone die in your family, or are you pretending to be so for me to see? Don't think that I don't know your little tricks, this year's food must be taken out, not a grain of rice can be less!"

The people standing around looked at the other party's evil face, wishing they could bite off a piece of meat from him, and they dared not tell him about this year's bumper harvest in their hearts - otherwise the food that was grown with great difficulty would definitely be snatched away! ! There is no other possibility! !

Everyone cried even louder, as if they were in pain and could not see any hope of survival.

The official was more and more convinced that this group of people would definitely not have a good harvest this year. He pulled out a whip and slammed it on the ground, pointing at the surrounding villains and yelling: "Shut up!"

The county magistrate hurried forward to please: "Sir, please calm down. I will definitely find a way..."

"You should have thought of a way long ago!" The official shouted angrily: "Every time I have to ask you again and again before I can return to the capital to report! For an incompetent person like you, His Majesty should have stripped you of your official position and demoted you to a commoner long ago!"

The people loved the county magistrate in their hearts. When they heard this, they were so angry that they gritted their teeth. However, the county magistrate did not feel ashamed at all. He lowered his head and kept apologizing: "Please calm down..."

They squeezed their faces and invited the people to the government office. The people outside were silent, with a fire blocked in their hearts. They wanted to vent, but they didn't know how to vent.

The county magistrate and others negotiated with the officials for more than a week, and finally gathered most of the food, as well as a lot of gold and silver, and sent the angry officials away.

During this period, no one informed the officials, or put corn, sweet potatoes and other things in front of them.

This group of officials, who had long been spoiled by good luck, had no intention of sending people to investigate. They thought they had achieved their goals, so they patted their butts and left.

They didn't want to stay in such a broken place with nothing for a long time.

"Next year may not be so easy to fool," the county magistrate shook his head: "The news will always get out."

The people would not leak secrets to the court, but they would always tell their relatives in other places about the situation here, asking them to come here to live, or take corn and sweet potatoes out and let relatives and friends grow them.

This kind of thing can't be stopped, and it shouldn't be stopped.

After all, it's not just Liang Province that is hungry these days.

The places around Liang Province are also having a hard time. When Liang Province couldn't pay the grain a few years ago, it was the county magistrate who went to ask for help, and the grain that people squeezed out by tightening their belts was given to them as relief.

That's not only the grain to pay to the court, but also the grain for the next year, and the grain for the people in the future. It's real life-saving food.

They have to repay it.

The surrounding county magistrates, who had been angry for a long time, snorted: "Even if they know, so what? I will never compromise anyway!"

Those who can be officials here are all stubborn and unwilling to go along with the crowd.

They would rather endure hunger here than oppress the people to live a good life. They are truly unyielding and dedicated to the people.

Some people even said bluntly: "If it weren't for Mr. Si giving us hope, I would have led people to rebel long ago!"

"Hey."

"Be careful with

your words." The officials next to them frowned and warned.

They did not show any fear or avoidance. Obviously, they did have such thoughts in their hearts, but they were just unsure.

"Have you talked to Mr. Si about this? What does Mr. Si think? Is he willing to help us?" The official who had said that they could rebel at worst looked at the county magistrate expectantly.

The county magistrate was silent for a moment, and nodded in the surprised eyes of everyone, "Mr. Si has already made plans."

"Then-"

"Mr. Si gave me some things so that we can live in peace and store more food." The county magistrate said.

"He also said that with enough food, we can have the confidence to do some things."

Everyone was delighted and agreed: "That's the truth."

That day, the clerk got up early, prepared breakfast for herself and her husband, and went to wake her husband up.

The curtains blocked the sunlight outside. The clerk walked over and opened the curtains. The light shone in from outside and fell on the young man lying on the bed.

The young man heard the sound, caught the change of the surrounding light, and lazily turned over in bed.

The long, smooth black hair fell on the snow-white bed sheet, revealing a small part of his handsome face. The thin blanket revealed the curves of his body, slender and flexible.

Si Yi walked over, stared at the face of the sleeping gentleman, with a smile in his eyes, and whispered: "Sir, it's time to get up."

Si Qi muttered vaguely.

Si Yi moved closer and said in a friendly tone: "Breakfast is ready, all your favorites."

The familiar words woke Si Qi from his sleep, and his eyes narrowed a little.

In a daze, Si Qi saw a familiar figure, and the voice ran faster than his brain, aggrieved and pitiful: "You... why did you come just now..."

Si Yi saw Si Qi's expression at the moment, and her heart skipped a beat. Her voice unconsciously became a little louder: "Sir."

Si Qi heard the words clearly, saw the appearance of the person clearly, and instantly opened his eyes and woke up.

The trace of sadness left on his face disappeared instantly, and he got up and sat up from the bed. There was no more confusion. The whole person looked cold and self-controlled: "Well, I got up."

Si Yi noticed the change in Si Qi's expression, and she was a little reluctant to see the gentleman like that just now.

Seeing that the gentleman lowered his head slightly and did not speak. Si Yi keenly noticed that the gentleman was in a bad mood, and her mood also became low.

During this period, the master was always depressed. He just said such words and showed such an expression.

He asked carefully: "Sir, who are you waiting for?"

Si Qi didn't expect that the little apprentice had listened so carefully just now. He lifted the blanket and sat up, saying lightly: "Yeah."

Si Yi: "Who is it? The student will help the master find it."

Si Qi was depressed about this matter. He had a dream last night that he was looking for Chu Feng on the road all night. At this time, he sighed silently.

The author has something to say:

47: I want to find Chu Feng.

41: Is it too late for me to change my name now?

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