The night was dark and the mist was lush. After Zhao Hu killed the Japanese on the barge, the Japanese troops on both sides began to scream and scream. From their mouths, they learned that the suicide soldiers had already entered the water and had to stay here if they didn't leave.

Before leaving, he naturally would not let go of the materials on the ship. The various materials pulled from the fertilizer factory were not counted at that time. At this time, he happened to be put into the warehouse. Various accessories from the boiler room, plates, steel pipes, steel plates, etc. in the warehouse were all good things. In addition, the canteen in the factory and the pots and pans on the ship could not be left behind. Finally, Zhao Hu found that the space warehouse was a little free, and all the cabins on the motorboat were collected, leaving only an empty shell, and dragged a ship of scrap cast iron parts and other ships to slide downstream.

Not long after I got ashore from the water, a violent explosion ran through the night sky, and various iron pieces flew around the sky, causing the Japanese army on both sides to cry and howl. Zhao Hu, who placed the explosives, did not make any good wishes. After being shaken, he broke through a thick fog and found that it was already dawn.

There was a beautiful scenery in front of me, with a layer of white mist floating around my waist. Under the sun, all kinds of trees were green and dripping, and the river was even clear and clear, and it was a kind of landscape brush and ink!

The paddy fields were irregularly arranged, and there were already spots of farmers planting rice seedlings in the fields, but from their clothes, Zhao Hu saw the difference. Why are they all linen clothes? No matter how poor the fellow villagers in the base area were, they were at least wearing coarse cloth clothes? And the sleeves were so big, wouldn’t it be inconvenient to the problem?

Finally, he discovered that these people had long hair on their heads. Which region is this? Have you not received new ideas education yet? Otherwise, come forward and ask?

Maybe suddenly I saw such a dirty big man with a garbled dress and even more fancy clothes. The rice transplanter was also surprised. An old man closest to the edge of the field straightened his waist first, took a break before he pulled his feet ashore.

"Is this master lost his way in the mountains? Do you want to beg for alms? The countryside is barren and there are only coarse grains, I wonder if it is possible?"

A few questions shocked Zhao Hu, why did he be so rude? Could it be that he came to Peach Garden? I didn’t see any peach trees!

"Haha, fellow villager, please don't be surprised. I am the Eighth Route Army. I didn't come here to ask you for food, but I was just lost. I want to ask where is this place? Also, have all the militia in the village gone out? Why are they all the elderly, children and women working?"

"Military? What militia? Are you talking about militia? We don't have one here, and it's only affordable for wealthy families. Why don't you go to the county government to ask?"

I feel that I am not on the same channel, Zhao Hu thinks that I should give the old man some popular science: "My fellow villager, we don't call it a county government now, but we call it a #people#government. Also, which county is it here?"

The old man also felt that Zhao Hu was a little bit awkward, and how did he say something that always makes people unable to understand? So he sighed and said, "I don't understand what people you are talking about. I only know that the county magistrates in the county government are appointed by Jin people. They can eat people when urging taxes. And you see, the young people in the village are either exiled to the army or have been red coats, and there is no labor to farm? Nowadays, it is God who can't starve to death!"

Zhao Hu was one of two big men: "What are you exiled to the army? Did you get caught? A good thing from the Democratic Party? And what unit is the Red Coat?"

"The Red Coat Army is fighting against the Jin people in the west. Also, I heard that the Tartars in the north have fought, and the court sent a lot of soldiers over there. Unfortunately, they have been defeated all the time. It's not the end of the year?"

"Allusion, definitely hallucination!"

Zhao Hu shook his head, reorganized the language, and asked softly: "Old man, don't worry, tell me slowly, which era is it now? Oh, no, dynasty, and which county is it?"

"Hmph, dynasty? Isn't it the Jin Dynasty? In the third year of Zhenyuan, this is Hedong Road and Pei County!"

"Go to go!"

Zhao Hu shouted and sat down to the ground suddenly. Didn’t he say that there were no monsters in the new era? Did he become a monster again? Forget it, but we have seen The Legend of the Condor Heroes at least, but we have never heard of the Jin people’s Zhenyuan Year. Zhenyou’s third year has heard of it. By the way, what year did this year come? Well, it seems to be from one, two, one, one, and I can’t remember it, Mr. Jin didn’t write it in the book!

Zhao Hu, who was eager to find out the situation, first accused him, walked to a secluded place, and flipped through the space first. It was not bad. The Japanese left many rice balls, and there were pickles and lean meat and other things in it. It could be filled, so let's use these as a confusion!

Seeing the rice balls full of rice balls, the old man's eyes immediately turned red, his lips trembled for several times before asking tremblingly: "Master, these are all rewards for us? They are all rice? I haven't eaten them for many years..."

Seeing that seven or a half old boys were choked by rice balls, Zhao Hu quickly took out the kettle and asked them to fill some water. In the blink of an eye, he found that several pale and thin women were also crying while eating. It was such a sin. How long have these people been hungry?

After more than a dozen people finished their meal, they all bent down to salute Zhao Hu, making him blush: "It's not possible, no, fellow villager, I'm just eating and the whole family is not hungry. I wonder if I can leave my feet in the village first and then help everyone?"

The grace of a meal should be repaid with the spring. Soon, the old man explained to everyone and returned to the village with a gray-haired woman with Zhao Hu.

This village is facing a small river. It seems that it has not been built for a long time. It is covered with stone-based earthen walls, with thatch on the roof. It sounds warm in winter and cool in summer, but it is not long. Every one or two years, you have to peel off the roof and flip it again. Otherwise, you will either leak or be blown away by strong winds, and the rain will be poured on the earthen walls and there will be a risk of collapse.

The old man lives at the entrance of the village, and a small yard is cleanly maintained. There are two vegetable fields in the yard, which are planted with crops such as vegetables, soybeans, and of course, there are also small pieces of crops such as onions and garlic. There are hoes, rakes and other farm tools in the straw shed next to it. From the finish above, it can be seen that these farm tools are very cherished.

He took out a long key and opened the copper lock and called Zhao Hu into the house. The woman walked into the kitchen and went to burn the fire without a sound.

There was a table and four stools in the house. What surprised Zhao Hu was that there were actually several thread-bound books on the platform.

"Are you a scholar?"

"Oh, what's the point of studying? Nowadays, scholars can eat enough? Those officials are all wealthy families, and we poor people can only read two words to be fun."

While talking, the old man had already entered the house with a clay pot. The old man put out two large thick porcelain bowls and smiled bitterly: "The village is poor, but unfortunately there is no tea hospitality master!"

"No, I have, I have!"

While speaking, Zhao Hu took out a can of tea from his magical backpack, and then took out a hanging pork, a small bag of white flour, a can of lard, and of course, there was no shortage of salt, soy sauce and other seasonings.

When the old couple saw these things, they were so shocked that they couldn't even close their mouths. These things were not something that ordinary people could have, especially the white flour, which could not be seen at all, and the county magistrate might not be able to eat them!

Zhao Hu just smiled. Fortunately, the salt is large grains of salt. If you want to wash the powder and salt, don’t you even get scared to drop your chin?

The old woman went out to cook happily, and then Zhao Hu learned from the old man what kind of dynasty he had come to!

Troubled times are definitely turbulent times. That night, after King Hailing Wanyan Liang issued a tough order to cross the river for three days, he didn't know if it was a whim. He ran to the riverside in the middle of the night to write a poem. Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, civil strife broke out in the barracks. The commander of the military commander Yelu Yuanzhi and others shot arrows into the tent. Unexpectedly, he accidentally got the deputy chariot and killed a substitute who looked like him. Just as everyone cheered, Wanyan Liang successfully fought back. Of course, this could not rule out whether he heard the wind in advance.

When everyone thought that Wanyan Liang, who was a tyrant, must have started a massacre, this guy unexpectedly let most of them go. Then, a 600,000 army bowed his head in front of Yu Yunwen and destroyed his cousin Wanyan Yong who took the opportunity to ascend the throne in one fell swoop!

After stabilizing within, Wanyan Liang, who had been extremely poor and disrespectful, changed his past, so his ambition and talent were fully reflected. Soon, he used the report of Tang Situi of the Southern Dynasty to curb the general Yu Yunwen. Then, a 600,000 army returned, and the Southern Dynasty, who was determined to seek peace, had to run away again. This ran to the south and became the island owner!

Zhao Pao ran away, but the civil struggle continued. However, Wanyan Liang was also very smart and appointed a large number of gentry from all over the country. Once these guys who had milk and were mothers had gained power, they began to make money and crazily suppress the rebel army. It can be said that the Jin Dynasty's plan was very vicious and suppressed the surging uprising wave without much effort. Of course, their rule over the south was also a formality, and all the places were divided by the powerful!

The roof was raining and raining. Before the resistance in the south ended, a big tiger appeared in the north. Temujin resented the Jin Dynasty's massacre on them, so he resolutely raised an army to fight against Jin, and soon captured a large area. However, Wanyan Guang, who took over, was a dog. The left and right side of the Jin Dynasty was beaten to a blue face. So even the Zhongdu Beiping City was surrounded.
Chapter completed!