Sun Biao, the magistrate of Mengchuan County, was a capable man. He had worked diligently for twelve years, had not extorted money from the people, and had handled affairs fairly, earning him a good reputation in the local area.
The sun was shining brightly in the sky. Sun Biao was standing outside, looking at the sunlight that could directly roast eggs. He didn't care about the sweat on his body and felt very anxious.
He always felt that something big was going to happen, but after thinking about it again and again, he couldn't figure out what was wrong.
No, that's not right. Yesterday, the servants reported that someone was spreading rumors in the county about the coming locust plague, and he scoffed after hearing it.
Compared with previous years, the weather this year is a bit abnormal and it has not rained.
He had ordered people to pray for rain three times, but perhaps because their sincerity was not enough, God did not receive their request and not a drop of rain fell. It was sunny every day as usual.
"What happened?"
Sun Biao covered his pounding heart and was extremely panicked.
"My lord, my lord..."
Hearing the visitor shouting "little pig", Sun Biao's brows were furrowed into a knot.
He started scolding without waiting for the person to speak.
"That's what I always teach you. When you encounter something, be calm and don't panic. There is a solution to everything. Why panic?"
Then he asked, "Tell me, what is it?"
"Sir, locusts...locusts...are coming."
“Plop.”
"My lord, my lord, what's wrong with you?"
Sun Biao, who was slumped on the ground, seemed to be under a spell, maintaining the same posture without moving at all.
After a while, he recovered and said cautiously, "I'm serious."
"Sir, whether it's true or not, you'll know when you go out and take a look."
“Buzz buzz buzz!”
A few locusts flew into the yard, and Sun Biao looked at the locusts, which were the size of his little finger.
Of course I understand. Yang Zhijin is right. There will indeed be a locust plague.
Two months ago, Yang Zhijin sent a letter saying that there might be a locust plague, and sent someone to deliver 10,000 ducklings, saying that they could eat a lot of locusts.
What did he say at that time? He was indeed a man from a wealthy family. When he heard that it was Yu, he really thought he was a man.
He came to him and pretended to be a big-nosed person. He had walked more roads than Yang Zhijin had eaten salt.
He didn't think there would be a locust plague, so he rejected the duckling.
Now looking at the locusts flying around, he really wanted to rush over and slap himself a few times.
"Hurry, help me up. I'm going to find Yang Zhijin to see if he has any ideas for killing the locusts."
The person who came to report, seeing that his master was so scared that his face turned pale, couldn't help but wonder, wasn't it said that when encountering something calm, one should not make a fuss.
When people heard about the locust plague, they were all as scared as I was.
No, he was even more frightened than him. At least he could still run over to report the news, while the master was sitting on the ground and couldn't get up.
The servant had just helped Sun Biao up and was about to go out in a carriage to find Wuning County when he heard someone calling him.
“Brother Sun, Brother Sun!”
Sun Biao turned his head and saw that except for the Lanlong County Magistrate and the Wuning County Magistrate, the other four county magistrates of Qingshan Prefecture were all there.
And everyone's face looked bad.
The magistrate of Wujiang County was so frightened when he thought of the large number of locusts he saw that he was scared out of his wits and has not recovered yet.
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