All the yamen runners followed behind him, and the people from Lanlong County were also ready with their weapons in hand.
The ducks that were obtained from Yang Zhijin two months ago were also gathered together.
Seeing such a grand ceremony, many people were worried that the county magistrate was making a big deal out of nothing.
Some people in the crowd were whispering, wondering whether there would be a locust plague.
"Do you think there will really be a locust plague?"
"That's hard to say, but I don't think the county magistrate would do anything in vain."
"That's right. The county magistrate is extremely busy every day. How could he possibly think about a locust plague?"
An old man heard this conversation and said seriously, "Even if there is a locust plague, haven't you noticed that this year is a severe drought? Locust plagues always occur in drought years."
What the old man said was heard clearly by the people around him, and no one doubted the authenticity of the locust plague anymore.
The old man who was speaking was someone they all knew, and he had experienced a locust plague when he was a child.
They had heard the elders talk about locust plagues before, especially after the plague, whether it was the land or the forests, everything was bare.
There was no food, let alone wild vegetables, not even a weed could be found, and countless people starved to death.
They had heard these words from the old man so many times that they didn't take them seriously and thought he was exaggerating.
Now that the county magistrate attached so much importance to it, everyone realized the seriousness of the matter.
County Magistrate Zheng was unaware of the crowd's conversation and continued to lead his men towards the city gate.
Zhong Sen, the magistrate of the county of Zheng, was still unwilling to give up. He tried his best to persuade the magistrate of the county of Zheng not to let the people harvest the rice, as it would cause too much loss.
"Sir, I don't think there's a locust plague. Don't listen to the slander of treacherous people and waste people's money and resources."
County Magistrate Zheng ignored the words and looked up at the sky.
Suddenly he noticed that the sun was shining brightly in the sky and dark clouds appeared in the distance.
"Sir, I'm right, aren't I? It's going to rain soon. If we don't harvest the rice, we'll definitely harvest a lot more after this rain."
County Lieutenant Jiang Zhong noticed that the weather changes were a bit abnormal. Although he didn't know much about astronomy, he knew that the air would be very stuffy before it rained.
But this is not the case at all now, and the black spots in the sky don’t look like dark clouds.
Magistrate Zheng saw that the dark clouds were moving very quickly and had a bad premonition in his heart that was about to come true.
But County Magistrate Zhong Sen kept chattering in his ear, and he became furious. He turned around and scolded him, "Shut up."
"Sir, I..."
"What are you talking about? You don't have eyes to see the changes in the sky."
Zhong Sen then looked up at the sky. What he saw was terrible. His face turned pale instantly and he said tremblingly, "Master...Master, I'm not...well."
"I know, get ready quickly."
"Yes, sir."
Seeing the changes in the sky, Zhong Sen no longer had the energy to persuade County Magistrate Zheng to stop the rice harvest.
Now his mind was filled with the overwhelming number of locusts. How could there be so many of them?
At the same time, he was also very glad that the county magistrate did not listen to him, otherwise Lanlong County would have become a living hell after today.
"call……"
Zhong Sen breathed a sigh of relief, took the capture net from a yamen runner, and stood behind County Magistrate Zheng.
"Sir, you were wise enough to predict the locust plague. Although our county's rice was harvested over ten days early, it was saved from becoming food for the locusts, and we avoided serious losses."
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