Liu He walked along the way and since he had created the three rivers in the capital, he didn't speak much, but he observed it very carefully. He had already seen that the further away from the heartland of the Central Plains, the economic conditions of the lower-class people were basically the same. Most of the people he saw had vegetables, clothes and ropes, and the stronger ones were, they had multiple towels wrapped around their heads, and few patches were missing on their clothes. The children were dirty, they were not covered in clothes, and there were not many people wearing shoes.

He thought to himself: "The disasters and epidemics have been severe, but the court is still eager to collect intensive taxes. The local area is as fierce as a tiger. The people work hard for a year, but the income is insufficient to make a living, and the people are living in poverty. The rich rich have thousands of hectares of fertile land, slaves and servants are only tens of thousands of ways; the poor who have no money sell their land, houses, wives and children, and sell everything, and then sell themselves."

During the past twelve years of time, in order to familiarize yourself with the times, Liu He has visited neighboring villages to investigate and study. What he heard and saw is shocking. The hardships of the people's lives are beyond imagination. Sometimes when he wakes up from a nightmare in the middle of the night, he often can't help but be glad: Fortunately, he traveled through Liu Yu's family, with fertile land and houses, so he doesn't have to worry about food and drink, otherwise he would have starved to death on the roadside.

For more than 30 to 40 years since Emperor Huan, floods and droughts have continued in various places. The locust plague in the seven states has almost affected the world, and countless people have abandoned their homes and moved and moved away.

Compared with other counties, the Central Plains is still better. Liu He listened to an Imperial College student who was studying abroad and said: "The harvest has been bad for many years, and the people are hungry and poor, and they are displaced from the countryside and are hungry. It seems to be twenty years ago."

It can be seen how difficult the people in the world have reached.

Liu He was afraid of the Yellow Turban Rebellion because he was afraid of death. He was afraid of death because he had at least some food and some clothing.

When he was in Luoyang, he heard a folk song by children: "Hairs are like leeks, cut and resurrection; heads are like chickens, cut and crow again. Officials do not need to be afraid, and the common people must never be careless." Many years ago, before he traveled through time, he read this folk song when he was in school, but he had no feelings at that time, but now he can feel it. He clearly heard the darkness of the times and the unwillingness of the people.

Chen Jiu smiled and said, "Old Wang, Lao He! The power of Taiping Tao is so great now! This Taiping Tao was established by Zhang Jiao, my great wise and good teacher. Now, Qing, Xu, You, Ji, Jing, Yang, Yan, Yu, and the eight states, who don't know about Taiping Tao? There are currently no less than 100,000 scholars in the world, and every family worships the portrait of the great wise and good teachers. We, who are devoutly following the great wise and good teachers, traveling around the world and preaching missions everywhere, can get a talisman of him, which is a great blessing!"

"A few days ago, Ah Weng was infected with the cold and asked Taipingdao to treat it. It would be cured the next day." A companion next to Chen Jiu interrupted.

A few more echoed and said, "Yes, yes. That talisman water is much more useful than medicine. As long as you believe in devoutly, no matter what disease you get, you will be fine."

Xu Rong sneered twice and said, "Pretending to be a ghost will make you deceive fools and foolish women!"

Huang Zhong also had a cold face and said, "It's a pity that the court did not listen to honest advice, indulged in ignorance, and allowed these people to deceive the world."

Liu He interrogated: "What a great wise teacher? Zuo is just a liar who is a little wise man."

Chen Jiu and others were not fools. They all were stunned when they heard what the three of them said.

Xu Rong is a capable official, with a long-term vision and insight. From a military strategic perspective, it is too dangerous to have no less than 100,000 believers. Huang Zhong was in the capital for a long time, so he must have heard of Yang Ci's letter to the emperor to request the ban on Taiping Road.

"Don't say that! Taipingdao is simply a living god," Chen Jiuyi grinned and kept muttering, "He is a great master who can turn stones into gold, take items in empty bags, rush into clouds and fog, pull Jiuniu, steal the sky and change the sun!" He also posed while saying that.

"You have one set of things." Liu He waved his hand, "Have you seen all these?"

"I haven't seen it before." Chen Jiuyi drooped his head.

Xu Rong also found it ridiculous: "You have never seen him, how can you know these?"

"I heard that! I haven't seen it before, but someone here has seen it." Chen Jiu pointed to the refugee team behind him, "The great wise and good teachers are compassionate to the world, treat the people kindly, and save the people... There is no money to cure diseases, and there are still food and housing in the church."

After hearing a few words, Liu He couldn't help but questioned, and said, "With this talisman water curing diseases, is it so effective?"

"As long as you are sincere, any disease can be cured." Chen Jiu was determined.

"I have a friend who contracted typhoid fever last year and also invited Taipingdao to treat it, but it was not cured."

"It was because he was not sincere." Everyone refuted unanimously.

"So how to judge whether this sincerity or dishonesty is the case?"

"There is a god who raises his head, and it is true or not sincere, and the gods know it."

Liu Hexin said, "The disease is cured because of sincerity, and the heart is not cured because of dishonesty. Sincerity or dishonesty is judged entirely by God. Although the fallacy is difficult to refute. Those who die will die, and those who recover from the disease will definitely become loyal believers and do not charge medical fees. It is no wonder that Taipingdao can continue to grow and grow."

I have seen many similar cases in TV dramas in my previous life. People from Taipingdao cured the patient's illness, but refused to ask for money because the patient's family was poor. They were very compassionate and kind. Think about it, Taipingdao is like nothing special. If it is not to act merciful and encourage people to be kind, how could the court keep leaving it alone? If it is not to be considerate of the public opinion, how could the people believe in the church?

Xu Rong sighed: "This kind of benevolence outside and cunning inside, and now the court ignores it, and it will cause disaster in the future."

"I don't care whether you believe it or not. Anyway, I have received the real benefits of Taiping Road. I have to believe it! Two years ago, I ran out of Luoyang all the way to beg and returned to my hometown. I didn't know that the land was occupied by the local tyrants. The yamen sent someone to arrest me, and I had to escape from my hometown again. I had no food or drink. The rain was pouring on the roadside, and I fell ill on the side of the road. Just as I caught up with the Daqu coach Ma Yuanyi of Taiping Road, who was passing by with a team, and he was merciful to save my life. He also wrote a few talismans and burned them for a drink. The illness was cured in less than three days! The grace of saving my life should be repaid with the spring, but I had no money and no ability. Fortunately, I couldn't write the word "Ma", so I worshiped the master. When I was free, I would respect him, which was a bit of my heart."

These words aroused Liu He's thoughts, and when they saw that they were talking about their hometown dialect, they called Xu Rong and Huang Zhong and the others back to the post station first.

Seeing him frowning along the way, Xu Rong was speechless and asked, "What's wrong with you, Shunzhi?"

"I'm thinking about this Taiping Road."

Huang Zhong shook his head: "It would be terrible to think that Zhang Jiao can have so many believers. Although they are poor people who have no money, they will have power when there are too many people. The more powerful people, the less they can't let go of their hands, and their spirits will rise with the flow. Emperor Guangwu, who was born in Nanyang, was also a poor man. His ambition was just to be a Jinwu, earn a marquis, or something. What happened later? He would be more determined to be a bronze horse in Hebei! Besides, so many people below depend on you for food and clothing, pointing to you to make a fortune with you, and they would climb the dragon scales and attach to the phoenix wings. The four words "It's hard to ride a tiger" are not adulterated at all. Do you think this is what it means?"

Xu Rong's face also froze.

Liu He sighed: "A ordinary ordinary people have won so many people's hearts, and so many people in Guandong respect him. Is it okay to continue like this? It's almost time to reach the capital. If they really rebel, how can they deal with it? The Qiang people are fighting in Liangzhou for a small fuss, and now the Xianbei disturbs our northern border again. If the Central Plains rebel, the Han Dynasty will be in danger."

"Follow it, the people followed Zhang Jiao just to make a living. If everyone could live and work in peace, who would have followed him to wander around the country?" Xu Rong sighed.

"Yes!" Liu He felt it made sense, "When I arrived in Youzhou and beat Xianbei away, I must let the people live a stable life. I also hope that those beggars will not be deeply trapped, even if I follow me to Youzhou, will I find a livelihood in Lulong?"

Huang Zhong was not optimistic: "It is hard to say that they are all poor people in the same place and are willing to be together. After all, Taipingdao can now give them food and drink and let them live together. The people don't care whoever takes the lead! Whoever gives them a way out and whoever can make everyone live a good life will follow!"

Liu He couldn't help but shake his head: "Stand up your mind for the heaven and earth, establish your destiny for the people, inherit your unique knowledge for the past sages, and bring peace to the ages! As an official, I must let the people eat and wear a lot. Those who farm will have their own land, those who work hard will get the fruits, and the world will be stable from now on."

After hearing this, Xu Rong and Huang Zhong knelt down immediately: "We pay homage to the lord! Although the lord is younger than us, his ambition is admired by us! Although we are wise and short, mediocre, we will never abandon you. We are willing to work hard for you, and we will do our best to follow your lord and fulfill this ambition!"

"Two, please come up quickly! How can you be with me? The former Emperor Gaozu made a promise to kill the white horse. Today I am willing to slap the two of you into a sworn, and I am willing to fight for this for the rest of my life!" Liu He stretched out his palm.

The three of them immediately slapped the high fives, and from then on, Xu and Huang followed Liu He and remained committed to it.

Sure enough, the fugitives returned to the inn at night and said they wanted to follow Chen Jiu and the others, and thanked Liu He for taking them in. It was difficult for Liu He to stop him, so he let them go.

The next morning, the fugitives kowtowed to Liu He and bid farewell to her tears. The refugee team went south, and Liu He and the other three continued to lead their troops north.
Chapter completed!