MTL - The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family-Chapter 52 go the same way

  Chapter 52 Walking on the same road

  Yan Laoer said calmly: "Then, the old man is still a very good official."

Yan Huaiwen snorted coldly: "I have softened my heart, but I am also afraid of taking responsibility. I count on the superior to be considerate in everything, and I will not fight for it in every possible way. Above, he is incompetent in governing the subordinate, and under the subordinate, he has no achievements. Such an official is considered good." ?"

   "At least he acquiesced to those gentry's tax deferral." Yan Er Er thought this was good.

   "If the imperial court wants to be serious, he, the great master, will be fine, but those gentry cannot escape the blame."

  Yan Laoer pondered for a while, this is the reason!

   "These people who stick to the stereotypes believe that it is good to do nothing, and they are unwilling to take half a step.

   Act peacefully and peacefully, and there is no major fault. As an official, what he looks like when he comes, and what he looks like when he leaves. The common people call this kind of official a clay bodhisattva. "

  Yan Er was curious: "What do you mean?"

   "It's good to worship and make offerings on weekdays. It's really useless to pray for it. It can't protect itself."

  Yan’s second child: …

  Common people's evaluation is good and the image is interesting.

  Yan Huaiwen couldn't help but think of all kinds of officials, all kinds of life are among them.

   Are people bad? not necessarily.

  These people are kind-hearted, compassionate, and empathetic. Seeing the suffering of the people, some even shed tears.

   The question is full of blame, the left sentence is incompetent, and the right sentence is shameful.

  You don't even know what to do with them.

   Misdemeanors are not enough to be dismissed, and you have to become an official, but such an official is a dead body meal everywhere.

  Sometimes he thinks these mediocre people are more hateful than those who are corrupt and law-breaking.

  The latter will bother to do face-saving projects, while the former is left with nothing but incompetence...

   "I have made an agreement with the village elders to leave this place as soon as possible. If you encounter disaster victims on the way, be more vigilant."

  Yan Huaiwen knew that the people who had just walked out carried some rations on them, so they were not considered dangerous.

   "Travel until Haishi today, and start on the road at 2:00 Yinshi tomorrow. God bless, don't run out these days."

  Yan Er Er agreed to come down.

   Count the number of people, and a group of people set off.

  As usual, the Yan family’s ox cart was in front, the elderly, children and women gathered in the middle, and the strong men of the village walked around the team.

   This section of road, Yan Laoer and Sanbao have repeatedly confirmed that it is a section of road that overlaps with the official road.

  Originally, they planned to follow Yan Huaiwen's method, bypassing the station when they encountered it, and then turning back to the official road.

   Now there is a large army to cover, so there is no need to be so troublesome.

   Walk directly on the official road.

  They, who are used to walking on small roads, suddenly turned into the official road, and immediately felt like they were walking like flying.

   One after another, I met people fleeing from famine, most of them were walking on the same road, and I have never seen so many people like them.

  Yan’s second-floor ox carts are extremely conspicuous. Looking around, there are several mule carts and donkey carts outside.

  San Tie came back and told everyone about the situation in the town, and everyone was terrified.

  If they hadn’t come out early with Mr. Xiucai, after they paid the food tax, the remaining food might not be enough to get here.

  I am used to walking on the mountain and country roads, and the villagers are a little uncomfortable when I meet so many people suddenly, especially these people are always staring at them and always trying to talk to them.

  What village are you from? Why haven’t I seen you?

   I also asked where do you want to go? This road is not going to Fucheng, do you also go to Leshan Mansion?

  We are going to visit relatives in Leshan Prefecture, how about you?

  The village elders specifically told them to keep their mouths shut. If they didn’t know what to say or not to say, they didn’t say anything.

   Fortunately, they walked fast, and they couldn't hesitate to say a few words, so they were left behind.

  Even if the people behind ran and bumped, they couldn't catch up with them.

   Passed group after group of people, and finally saw the station again.

  The front and back of the post station were all occupied by ordinary people fleeing famine, leaving only a smooth official road.

  Looking at the sky, they should be resting.

  Yan Laoer drove through. The people on both sides saw his strange ox cart a long time ago. They thought they would stop and stay near the post station. Unexpectedly, this group of people went straight past...

  When the chasing people arrived at the station panting, they asked: "My fellow, have you seen a team of double-decker ox carts? Where are they?"

   "I left a long time ago, and they didn't stop at all. What's wrong? Do you know each other?" Why don't you wait for the recognition.

   "I just ran into them on the road. I saw that they were a lot of people, old and young. I wanted to take a companion with them on the road. I didn't want them to go so fast. My donkey cart couldn't catch up."

"Looking at the family, there is no shortage of people or food. Look at that strong guy, he is so strong. It is normal to be impatient and take people away. If you want to take advantage of this, there are many people there. Have you seen that, that, that, still Over there, everyone packed up their things and prepared to catch up."

   "Why are you thinking about it with me?"

  …

  After chatting with the group of people who were catching up, Yan Huaiwen agreed with them to follow the team, but the point is that they are all peasants, and they walk fast. If they can keep up, they will not wait deliberately.

   "Mr. Xiucai, why do you want to bring them?" Village head Luo and the village elders came to ask: "I don't mean to be careful, don't tell people what's going on with us."

"My brother said, we always hide for fear of being suspicious. Anyway, they only went to Leshan Mansion, and they won't be on the same road with us for long." Yan Laoer and the big guy explained: "The front is almost all official roads. With these people walking, It can also give us cover."

   "But I'm afraid that there will be more and more people." Old man Luo is experienced. People fleeing famine like to gather together, and that person is black and white. When there are too many people, it is easy to cause trouble.

   "If it's really bad, let's run down the path, they won't be able to catch up with us." Yan's second child was triumphant.

  Yan Huaiwen glanced at him and said to everyone: "The situation in Leshan Prefecture is unknown. Most of these people are visiting relatives. We can also take this opportunity to find out some information."

  In fact, this year, not only Qishan Mansion, but Leshan Mansion also reported disasters, but it was not so conspicuous against the backdrop of Qishan Mansion.

  He clearly remembered that in the memorial to Leshan Mansion, there were not only droughts, but also bandits.

  The two prefectures are adjacent to each other, and both have the word mountain. Qishan prefecture has many plains, and there are few real mountains. Leshan prefecture is just the opposite, with many continuous mountains.

  According to his second brother's thinking, he wanted to take a shortcut from the mountains, but it was really not safe to take the official route.

  …

  Just as Village Chief Luo worried, starting with a few more tails behind, the number of people following behind the team gradually increased.

  It’s useless no matter how fast their footsteps are, these people grit their teeth and follow, even if they have changed to walking for eight hours a day, it will only lengthen the huge fleeing team.

  Every night, when everyone is quiet, is the most nervous time for everyone.

  You will hear various voices from afar, men cursing, women screaming, children screaming...

   I don’t know when it will start, these voices will stop abruptly as soon as they start.

   It was as if someone had strangled her throat, it was indescribably weird.

  The atmosphere of the fleeing team became more and more dignified.

  Together with the sun exposure and the suffocating high temperature, the pressure makes people breathless.

   One update~~~

   When I was writing this book, I was chasing several books on natural disasters in the end of the world.

The outline and text sent to the editor, I thought I would revise it, because the brain hole is indeed a bit big, people just bring a space or something, I am good, I connect all walks of life... the trading platform, the book is not enough, the protagonist of the original book also reborn...

There are too many elements, I don’t know if everyone can accept it~ Later, I passed it directly to me, and I sent a book, writing and writing. Up to now, there are many relatives who support me. I always want to thank you very much. I don't know what to say this time.

   Well, just write a book, thank you everyone~o(*￣︶￣*)o

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