A carriage came slowly towards him, and there were more than a dozen guards. An old man in sixty years poked his head out of the car window. Looking at the scene of distributing steamed buns to hungry people, he couldn't help but stroke his beard and sighed: "People are living in poverty, and hunger are everywhere. When will this world be peaceful?"

Shutong came from the outsider of the car: "Master, that young man is a good man. Should I ask where the soldiers came from?"

"Look first and then talk about it."

The old man waved his hand.

"Well~~"

The book boy called off the mule.

In front, nearly a thousand refugees were basically two steamed buns each. Li Xin saw that there were refugees coming further away. This was amazing. There were endless refugees. If they were distributed, there would be no food in his army. So he planned to call the Zhou mother and daughter to pull him off last time, but with a pounce, an old man knelt down and shouted: "Jun Ye, Jun Ye, please take the old man with you. The old man can pick and leave, but only ask Jun Ye to give him some food."

"thump!"

'thump!"

When he heard this, a large area fell to his knees.

"Jun Ye, Jun Ye, the old woman can wash the seams and cook, please take it in!"

"The great charity of the military master, the Bodhisattva protects the military master!"

I was dependent on it!

Li Xin was shocked.

Actually, when you think about it, from ancient times to the present, it is rare for the army to not disturb the people. Not only does it not disturb the people, it also gives steamed buns to the people. It has not been seen in a thousand years. How can these people who have no way out and have no livelihood not seize the opportunity?

However, Li Xin was not annoyed, but felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. This is the people of the Ming Dynasty!

Although there were blackmails and various kinds of scoundrels in the previous life, it was purely lazy. The people of the Ming Dynasty simply made their lives in desperate situations. As long as they could live, they would seize even a slight chance. However, they were not bandits and could not force the people to be the first, be cannon fodder, and they would not be able to take the people on the road.

The Hong Madam was also a masterpiece of pity. Fortunately, her reason was telling her that she could not be willful, but she couldn't bear it in her heart, so she couldn't help looking at Li Xin.

"Friends, fellow villagers!"

Li Xin shouted repeatedly, and the crowd gradually became quiet. The pair of earnest eyes gave him an urge to escape. Even if he was cold and ruthless in his previous life, he would not help but bend his heart at this time, but he had to be hardened.

"Li broke out of Shangluo and captured Nanyang. Our army was going to Nanyang. There was no sight on the battlefield. Please disperse the villagers."

"Oh, that's not enough, go quickly!"

Li Xin said something vaguely, and the people's instinctive understanding suddenly scattered in order to fight.

The Hong Madam hated her powerlessness deeply and sighed, "Only the King of Chuang can save the world. The war will stop as soon as possible, so that the people can be saved as soon as possible. Today, I see hungry money all over the ground. Do you have any feelings, do you still have to compete with the King of Chuang?"

“Haha~~”

Li Xin smiled and said, "I never think who is the savior of whom. He is not Li Chuang, nor is I, Li Xin. Only by awakening can one save oneself. Well, I won't argue with you now. Let's talk about everything when it comes to the local area, but I must remind you that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment."

"snort!"

Madam Hong snorted unconvincedly, her eyes full of fighting spirit.

"Um?"

Zhou knew something, looked at Li Xin in surprise, then looked at Hong Niangzi, and seemed to have some clarity in his expression.

"Military Gate, what is the name of military Gate? But was ordered by Yang Zhijun (Yang Sichang) to go to Xiangyang?"

At this time, a carriage drove in front, with more than a dozen guards accompanying him, and a boy waved his hand and called.

"I dare not, I am in Li Xin, Xiaqi County, what do you call your master?"

Li Xin bowed.

The carriage stopped slowly, and a 60-year-old man was helped out by a boy and bowed a little: "I, Song Yingxing, I don't know which adult Mr. Li was sent by? Where did he go? Is there any fame or fortune?"

‘Song Yingxing?’

Li Xinwei was stunned. Isn’t this the one who wrote "The Work of Heaven"? In the late Ming Dynasty, there were three important figures who monopolized Western learning. One was Xu Guangqi, who died of illness three years ago, the other was Sun Yuanhua, an artillery expert who was framed and killed by Wen Tiren, and the last was Song Yingxing. This man had no major progress in his career and was old. He was appointed as the governor of Bozhou, the prefect of Guangzhou, and the southern Ming Dynasty was defeated and returned home.

"It turned out to be Mr. Song. His student was a scholar. He was defiled by the county magistrate and had his fame and fortune removed. He wanted to go to Nanyang for the trip and defect to the King of Chuang."

Li Xin was solemn and bowed again.

"Nothing!"

Song Yingxing was furious: "You are a scholar. Even if you have grievances, you can seek grievances from the government. How can you follow the thief? I originally thought that you had kindness and had the intention to make friends, but you... you are willing to be the scum of clothes and clothes. You disappoint me so much. Now the court is at the moment of using people. I can write a letter for you and go to Xiangyang to find Yang's envoy (as an assistant minister, he is called the envoy prime minister), or give you a chance to reform and make achievements. You are still young, don't be confused!"

"Hey, old guy, what are you yelling?"

"It turns out that he is a lackey in the court. If he is not a powerless court, how could my family be destroyed?"

Everyone showed displeasure, and some even held the hilt of the knife.

Li Xin waved his hand and said, "Mr. Song, you have seen the hungry money everywhere. This is still early autumn. After the harvest, it will be in the long and long deserts that will be in winter and next year. The tragic phenomenon will be so serious. I don't know how serious it will be. How many people starved to death by the road. Qi County is in the eight prefectures and 12 prefectures in the province. There are relatively few wars and six counties in the eight prefectures and 12 prefectures in the province. However, it has become such a situation. Where is the paradise of the vast Central Plains? If the court had not been unjust, how could it be like this?

Besides, Yang Sichang was a lottery party. If this person and Gao Qi had not taken power, how could Lu Zhijun die tragically? The students are already desperate about the court and will not obey their orders."

Song Yingxing was full of righteousness and said in a deep voice: "You little boy, don't want to argue, which dynasty and that era did not have famine? When the emperor ascended the emperor, he encountered a major disaster in Shaanxi. Unfortunately, the hungry people were incited by Gao Yingxiang, Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong, and they wandered around. Wherever they passed, there were thousands of miles of naked land. If it weren't for the selfish thoughts of those thieves, how could the world collapse so far?

The envoy Yang assisted the emperor and worked diligently without any mistakes. The death of the Nine Elders (Lu Xiangsheng) was complicated, and it was because the main war and the main peace faction had huge differences. You cannot generalize good and evil. Don’t believe the rumors.

Mr. Li, I saw that you are rare and have good intentions, so I had this advice. Stop the cliff and turn back, don’t let down the grace of your father!”

“Hahahaha~~”

Li Xin laughed: "What qualifications does Zhu Youjian have to be my father? I have been young and have not received the kindness of his size. My father's surname is Li, but not Zhu. The student has the kindness of Mr. Song, so I can only say sorry."

"You...you..."

Song Yingxing pointed at Li Xin, speechless and speechless.

This is a true rebel, a true rebellious statement!

Li Xin said again: "Don't talk about me, Li Xin, the people of the world are also deeply harmed by Zhu Youjian. If he had not been eager for quick success and instant benefits, and was mean and rude, the world would not have been in chaos. He could be worthy of calling him a king and a father? Mr. Song, I know you have good intentions, but why do you do not plan for each other? Mr. Please give me your own advice."

"Okay, okay, the child is not taught, let's go!"

Song Yingxing nodded in anger, his legs trembling, and the boy hurriedly helped him into the car.

"drive!"

The boy whipped the horse stocks, and the convoy slowly started. When he passed by Li Xin, Li Xin called out: "Mr. Song, you are well-read and well-educated. Can't you see the destruction of the Ming Dynasty? The world has come to break and come back again, and this cannot be saved by human power. I hope the old man will reflect calmly. The students' words are all here. There may be a chance to see the old man again in the future, and they will ask for advice in person."

"snort!"
Chapter completed!