Devil’s Advent

The room with the window open, because there is no light, still looks dark under the only little moonlight.

The blind man Bei sat in front of the table, and there were a lot of documents on the table, useful and useless, a lot, he needed to organize and classify.

Suddenly,

His body trembled slightly,

There was a solemn look on his face.

A strong killing intent suddenly appeared from the location of the back house. Although it was well controlled, it was still sensed by the blind Bei who had the ability to detect mental power.

However, in the blink of an eye, the killing intent was quickly annihilated and disappeared completely.

Immediately, Blind Bei recognized who the owner of the killing intent was.

But he didn't know whether the killing intent was caught by him or if he deliberately leaked it to him.

I don't know either,

This killing intent,

In the end is to myself,

Or to his... old father.

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early morning,

The first sunbeams of corruption shone into the house,

Subsequently,

is to dress corruptly, to wash corruptly, to eat corruptly,

Even when you have walked out of the room and come to the yard,

Zheng Fan could still smell the corruption remaining on his body.

Today's teaching is about to start. Thinking of Liang Cheng's nails yesterday, I suddenly feel that my whole body is not well.

Ah Choo!

Zheng Fan sneezed, his eyes were a little dry.

Sniffing his nose, he felt a burning smell in the air. When he looked up, he could still see ashes swirling in the sky.

Is this burning straw?

Not to mention that the season is not right now, even if they are going to be burned, it is impossible to pile them up in the city and burn them, right?

Coincidentally, Zheng Fan saw Fangcao walking in front with a piece of cloth in his hand, and when she stopped to salute himself, Zheng Fan asked:

What's burning outside?

Fangcao froze for a moment, then came to her senses and replied:

Returning to the master, many families outside are burning paper money.

Tomb-sweeping Day is not at this moment either. Could it be a special festival for you here?

In this world, at least in the eastern region, the cultural customs are no different from the world Zheng Fan lived in before, but if there is an extra festival like Qingming Festival in a year, it doesn't seem too strange.

No, master, it's the civilian husband who was conscripted last time to deliver the luggage has returned.

Zheng Fan opened his mouth, and the scene of the barbarian cavalry rushing into the supply camp that night appeared again in his mind. All this seemed to have happened yesterday, but in fact, it has been a long time since the night attack ended. up.

It's back... how much is it back?

It seems that there are only two or three hundred people, so starting this morning, many families in the city have started to hold funerals.

Oh, well, that's all right, you can go to work.

Yes, master, I have something to tell you.

Fangcao gave Zheng Fan a little blessing, and left with her things in her arms.

Zheng Fan breathed a sigh of relief, the last time the Zhenbeihou Mansion conscripted two or three thousand civilians from Hutou City, and only one-tenth of them were able to return;

It is conceivable how many families are attending funerals in Hutou City at this time.

Moreover, the pillars of the family have not come back. Even in modern times, when the mainstay of a family's economic pillar is gone, it is not easy for the remaining women to support a family, let alone the current situation. This environment is equivalent to the collapse of the family's sky.

Master?

Siniang's voice came from behind Zheng Fan.

Phew... I was taken aback.

The slave is being abrupt, but the slave has already called the master several times just now, the master is thinking about this in his own heart, so he didn't hear it.

Well, I was really thinking about something just now.

My lord, have you taken a fancy to Fang Cao? Si Niang asked suddenly.

Um... what?

Zheng Fan's brain circuit couldn't keep up with Siniang's speed.

That's right, didn't the lord froze after seeing Fangcao just now, lord, if you want, Si Niang will arrange for you tonight, and let her wash herself in the bed and wait for the lord.

Isn't she from A Ming? I heard that she has a very good relationship with A Ming.

It's pretty good, it's revenge for killing my father.

Forehead…………

Besides, Ah Ming won't care about these things, he's not interested in women, as long as the Lord thinks about it, Fangcao herself is definitely willing.

The slave family is very accurate in judging people, she is a master who wants to climb up, give her a little chance, she might be the next Wu Meiniang or Zhen Huan.

In her heart, she might really have some feelings for A Ming, but A Ming didn't have any feelings. She guessed that in the future, she would successfully get into your bed, and after becoming the mistress, she would love and hate A Ming.

At night, while trying to please the lord, in the daytime, she behaved dignifiedly in front of A Ming, and watched A Ming perform the mistress' ceremony to herself.

Then Xue San and the others said some gossip and gossip, which happened to pass into your ears, the lord. Because of this, the lord had a problem with A Ming, and specially sent A Ming to carry out dangerous tasks;

Fangcao will be very wronged, will be very painful, will complain in front of you, and will become thinner day by day;

But you still insist on ignoring her, and even secretly order the blind man Bei to execute Fangcao.

Then, on the day that Blind Bei started his work, he used his mental power as a B-ultrasound, and found that Fangcao had...

... Zheng Fan.

As if she felt that she had talked too much, Si Niang immediately waved her hand, slapped herself a few times, leaned forward and said:

My master's mouth is broken, don't blame the master. Isn't that how the scenes in the harem drama come about? Just thinking about it makes the slave excited, oh hehehe...

Zheng Fan couldn't help but rolled his eyes at Siniang,

road:

You're thinking too much. I just learned that many families outside are attending funerals.

Oh, this matter, it's like this, my lord, you and Liang Cheng returned to the city late at night, and came back directly after being awarded official positions after making meritorious service.

Those remaining civilians seem to be waiting for the Zhenbei Army to wipe out the Shatuo tribe, and then they are responsible for escorting the spoils. After everything is over, they can return home. In addition, the Lord, you all ride horses, so It was only a few days before they came back.

Moreover, the upper part of Hutou City actually controlled the news before, although some gossip said that many civilians died this time, but as long as there is no definite news, everyone still holds a little luck and hope in their hearts.

No, the rest, that is, those who survived came back, and those who didn't come back...

That's right. Zheng Fan nodded thoughtfully.

I guess, after a while, Hutou City will open its household registration again.

Open household registration?

Zheng Fan remembered that he and the group of people under his command had household registration books in Hutou City, and they all belonged to the sequence of Old Zheng's family.

Yes, my lord, because of the Yan State system, the local population and land, especially the border counties like Beifeng County, where the population and land directly controlled by the monarch, are not as much controlled by those powerful families.

This time, too many civilians have died, and Hutou City should treat us the same way as last time, and absorb another group of refugees to make records, otherwise there will be no way to guarantee the taxation of labor labor in the future.

Perhaps, the people of later generations have become accustomed to the state where the power of the state controls and interferes in everything, but in this world, especially under the system where the monarch of Yan State is more like a clan leader, they have to face the pressure of sharing the country with the clan. embarrassing situation.

This is the key to why the Yan Kingdom clearly controls the Great Yan Iron Cavalry that the other three major countries fear, and at the same time has a good external environment of desert barbarians, but is still unable to launch a war for hegemony from north to south.

These big clans, their foundation and the years of existence are even longer than the royal family of the Yan Kingdom, and if it is true that the Yan Kingdom ceases to exist one day, they may continue to stand firm.

In the ancient world that Zheng Fan is familiar with, during the period of the Five Husbands, the court of the Jin Dynasty had already sailed to the east in a desperate way. The barbarians, you sing, I will go on stage and ravage the Central Plains. However, under the rule of the barbarians, there still exists There are a lot of great powers, they still live their lives behind closed doors, they don't care if the court wants to beat the barbarians, and they don't care if the court is beaten away by the barbarians, on the contrary, those barbarians want to rule a good place With the help of the power of these elites, life can still be nourished.

For Hutou City, there is a good thing here, that is, the land in Beifeng County is not fertile, and there are not many fertile fields, so the demand for population of the local elites is not as large as that of the mainland. Industry and commerce are well developed, so every year, many refugees gather here to make a living.

With one group of people gone, another group of people will be recruited. The pattern of cutting leeks has not changed, but the eating is too straightforward.

My lord.

At this time, Liang Cheng walked in through the front door.

What's wrong? Zheng Fan asked.

Just now a guard came to convey the news, asking the lord to gather in the Yamen before noon, saying that it was an order from the county magistrate.

Is something wrong? Zheng Fan frowned slightly.

Originally, the fat recruiter gave him ten days off, and now there are still a few days left.

But the plan couldn't keep up with the changes, so Zheng Fan could only change into more serious clothes, find out some identity documents and prepare them, and then, accompanied by Liang Cheng, the two rode to the gate of the county government office.

Naturally, Liang Cheng couldn't get in. Zheng Fan took out his identity document and gave it to the two guards for inspection, and was ushered into the hall of the yamen.

After entering, Zheng Fan realized that he seemed to be one of the latecomers, because the hall was already full of people.

Some are wearing armor, some are wearing casual clothes like Zheng Fan, and some are potbellied, looking like a rich man.

But these people present all have the official identity of a school lieutenant.

Some are real, some are false.

More than half of them are still the patriarchs in Wubao near Hutou City.

In short, Zheng Fan didn't know any of these school lieutenants and colleagues, and the only one who was able to call out his name before had died outside the city two days ago.

Oh, by the way, for the funeral of Wang Li's family, Blind Bei also sent a memorial fund in the name of Zheng Fan.

The recruiter has come,

After the recruiter walks in,

Everyone just found out,

Yo, the old county magistrate is here too.

Because the recruiter was too fat, he walked in front, completely covering the old county magistrate.

Zheng Fan couldn't help thinking in his heart, if the random army suddenly killed people at this time, he must hide behind the envoy, such a large human shield is useless.

The recruitment envoy naturally didn't know what Zheng Fan was thinking in his heart. After seeing Zheng Fan standing at the outermost edge, he smiled at Zheng Fan, and then stepped into the hall.

The two adults sat down first, and the lieutenants below were all standing without chairs.

After the recruiter sat down, he began to watch his nose, nose, and heart, just like an old monk in meditation, detached from things.

The old county magistrate first coughed a few times, with a smile on his face,

road:

I called everyone here this time because I have something good to tell everyone.

My lord, but the court's reward has come down?

But the court's rations for this year have arrived?

My lord, my Wubao didn't get much food last year, and I can hardly survive this day. Don't leave me behind this time, otherwise I don't know how to explain to the people below when I go back.

Yes, my lord, you must not miss me this year, the soldiers under your command will hardly be able to eat even a meal.

Don't panic, don't rush, don't rush.

The old county magistrate lowered his hands and continued kindly:

It's a good thing this time. Everyone has a share, and everyone has a share.

My lord, what is the matter?

It's like this. Isn't this a war a while ago? Our Hutou City was ordered by the Zhenbeihou Mansion to conscript thousands of civilians to help transport the supplies, but the army was dangerous, and many good men disappeared on the battlefield. , Alas, once I think of this, I feel panicked in my heart.

This is a politically correct topic.

All the people present, including the envoy who was sitting in a high position and wandering in the sky, wiped the eye gum from the corners of his eyes together, and cooperated with the county magistrate to bring the rhythm of this bitter scene to an end.

The man in the family is gone, and some families will not be able to survive. Our Shantang in Hutou City has taken in nearly 300 dolls from nurses to seven or eight years old today. .

These are all orphans, some because there is no one in the family, and some are because their mothers are about to remarry or the family can’t afford to support them, and the husband left again, so the children are sent here.

It is expected that more dolls will be delivered tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

Therefore, this time, everyone is called here for this matter.

We Yan people have always believed in more children, more blessings, this official, this time, I will take it as a Guanyin.

You say,

Does this count as a great thing?

This official gave everyone a baby, so that you can be happy as fathers.

... Everyone in the audience.