He was chewing on a dry steamed bun.
The servant gave him a disdainful look. "Are you sick?"
"No! I choked on the steamed bun!"
"That's good. If you're sick, get out of here. Just consider it as me throwing you to the dogs."
Otherwise! Hehe... if I find out the truth... you're as good as dead!
The man lowered his head, pretending to eat his steamed bun, and then suppressed a few coughs.
Fortunately, there were many people around, and no one noticed what happened.
Then, without a sound, they took more than a dozen people away like skewers of lamb.
Brother Xiong's men got up to urinate, and upon seeing this scene, rubbed their eyes.
Report this to Old Bear immediately.
Old Xiong cursed inwardly, "What a load of rubbish! A bunch of idiots! That's a contract of servitude! They'll be dogs for a rich family! Never mind, time to sleep!"
"Brother, should we send our men in to rush inside while things are in chaos?"
"Screw the rush! We want to swagger in, we want the government to openly let us in! We don't want to cause trouble and get killed like dogs!"
"Go to sleep! Get out!"
A few more days passed.
The porridge outside is still just porridge, but things have already gotten chaotic.
"Hey, you big shots up there, eating and drinking like royalty on the city walls every day, can't you give us a little more solid food? Damn it, it's just watery rice porridge every day, we're starving!"
Disturbances began to rise.
Moreover, a steady stream of refugees continues to pour in.
There should be several hundred refugees active below.
Several hundred more lay listlessly on the side.
Su Yong stood by the city wall, his gaze solemn.
"Colleagues, should we bring the refugees here for relief?"
Duan Wangshu calmly said, "Sir, some of the yamen runners who were distributing meals yesterday started to have high fevers."
Upon hearing this, Su Yong's expression turned solemn.
Pat the city wall.
...
Outside, Xiong Ge's men began to report: "Brother, we can't hold on any longer. We can't stay here and just wait to die. In recent years, too many of our brothers have fallen ill with fevers."
The corrupt officials above were simply unwilling to open the city gates.
The only thing we could do was run away.
Brother Xiong suddenly looked bewildered: "Where should we go?"
A henchman below extended his hand and said, "Brother, I heard someone mention from Yingzhou Prefecture that during the recent locust plague, among the nearby prefectures, only Yingzhou Prefecture harvested the most grain."
It wasn't completely eaten away by the locust plague.
It seems they all came up with this idea from someone in Qingxia Village, and the emperor even gave that man an official position for it!
Xiong Ge's henchman's eyes lit up, and he chuckled, "Boss, the emperor has already given us official positions, so he must have given us gold and silk. He's just waiting for us to rob us. Why don't we... hehe."
Brother Xiong spat fiercely at the palm-sized figure on the city wall above.
"Bastards! If they hadn't stopped us from entering the city, we wouldn't be starving now, and more than ten of my brothers would have died of illness."
He reached out and pulled a woman over, saying fiercely, "I'm furious right now."
The lackey, nicknamed Wild Chicken, had a face covered in fly droppings. He licked his chapped lips and chuckled, "Wait a minute, I'm feeling pretty bad right now too."
The woman's face was numb, and she held something that looked like a straw doll in her hand. She seemed delirious, muttering, "Ah Mao, Mao Mao..."
Pheasant quickly pulled up his pants and whispered, "Boss, I'll go and get a bunch more people."
Less than half an hour later.
Brother Xiong was surrounded by more than a hundred people, and then he quietly left.
The guards on duty quickly informed the officials guarding the gate.
The official said irritably, "We still have some grain here at the city gate, though it's scarce, it's better than nothing. Let's go, shall we continue digging for wild vegetables?"
...
The seven days passed quickly.
Fortunately, Shi Jingxing and more than fifty others were not infected with the plague.
Listen to their stories about what happened at the city wall.
The former village head Chen Gui, village head Chen Qingshan, and standing committee member Chen Xian gathered together for a meeting.
Chen Xian nodded: "We need to hurry up and get the villagers started throwing javelins around."
Have the Dong family forge more sharp triangular pyramids and tie them to the trunks of locust trees.
The village carpenter will also help make locust wood poles.
Chen Qingshan nodded: "In that case, we should also arrange for scouts in the village. Find some teenagers to stand in the trees and keep watch."
Chen Gui called out to Chen Xian, asking him to show him the secret weapon.
a long time.
Chen Xian came out of the house and knocked on the door of the old house.
A large head peeked out from the doorway.
Chen Xian instructed, "Once you find the chicken feather, you two can now wander around the village with the beggars. If any refugees come, try to infiltrate their ranks..."
"yes!"
Liu Quan nodded.
A child inside asked blankly, "Dad, are you going out again?"
Liu Quan nodded gently: "Stay home and wait until Dad is busy with this matter. Then I'll take you to the master's house to buy some stewed meat to eat, okay?"
"Great! I love braised pork knuckle, I like all the meat with the bone, it's so delicious."
Hongmei's face showed worry: "Is the child's father in danger?"
Liu Quan nodded: "Perhaps. Nothing the master asks of us is easy."
Be careful.
"Okay, wait for me to come home."
Before long, they found chicken feathers hidden not far away, and more than twenty beggars gathered around them, seemingly praying.
"Hydrogen-helium-lithium! Hiss hiss hiss!"
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