Pang Erniu was also following these people. He also had his brothers beside him. Although he had just pulled him, he seemed to have not lost his strength at this moment. Instead, he followed the strong men in front of him, afraid that he would be slow.
At this time, he had already thought about it, followed it and hid it, and spent this winter. After all, looting the county town would attract officers and soldiers. He wanted to behead him. If he didn't want to survive now, who would have wanted to?
I was thinking very well. The men in front had already rushed into a large mansion. They were obviously rich families in the city. Such wealthy families naturally had servants, but there were not many servants who could not beat those men. Just those who kept pouring in could drown them.
"Grain is all food, it is our disaster relief grain, and there is also the word "relief" on the bag."
I don’t know who shouted, and everyone rushed over. Sure enough, the cellar was full of grain. This was not a cellar, but a granary. Although most refugees didn’t know words, there were also a few who knew each other, just like Pang Erniu, who knew some, and even those who didn’t know words, they saw this word on the rice bags that made them porridge these days.
"These are all disaster relief foods for us, and they have swallowed them up anyway, and they have rushed in and beat them to death."
The fact that had no sign before was now conclusive is now quite evidence. When people shouted in the crowd, many hungry people were immediately mobilized. The rich family could not withstand it, and they were beaten to death by this group of hungry people who were originally despised.
Such things happen constantly in the city, but at this moment, someone suddenly ran away and shouted: "In order to cover up the transportation of disaster relief grain, the magistrate of Fushan County burned the official warehouse..."
The official warehouse was burning, which was amazing. Suddenly, many people ran out with the things they had snatched, and more people who had not snatched anything were surrounded.
The county government office was in full swing, thinking that the food was burned, many hungry people really beat the county magistrate to death.
Just under the raging fire, a man wearing the clothes of a county magistrate was dragged out by a big man. Many people recognized that the white and fat man with three long beards was the county magistrate Chen. The county magistrate had appeared twice before when the county magistrate was serving porridge.
"Bow him to death..."
The county magistrate was dragged out, and many people immediately shouted, but they didn't dare to go up and kill the officials, not to mention that the county magistrate was still being held with a knife at this time.
As the fire grew bigger and bigger, more and more hungry people were surrounding him. At this moment, the man who led the county magistrate finally dragged the county magistrate to the open space outside the county government, and at least several thousand people were surrounded.
He directly stripped off the county magistrate's hat, and then asked angrily: "Dog official, are you greedy for the court's disaster relief food? Are you mixing sand into the porridge?"
The magistrate Chen is also a good official in the local area. Because he has no backing, he has served as the magistrate of Fushan County all year round. He served three magistrates since he was thirty. He was not able to become the magistrate until the rebellion of fighting for the throne. Moreover, as the magistrate, he has not been good this year. At least the town of Fushan County is very stable, at least before these refugees broke through the city.
"I am not greedy for the Immortality. I, Chen Lifeng, have been an official for more than ten years and will never be greedy for the people's money." At this time, the county magistrate still had a lot of courage.
"You are not greedy, come."
Soon an old man in his fifties was dragged over again. As soon as he dragged him here, he cried and shouted, "Good man, please spare me."
"Who are you?" asked the big man.
"I am Zhou Baichuan, and my son Zhou Tai is the newly-elected viscount of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. He has made great contributions to the Great Yue Kingdom to quell the rebellion. You cannot kill me." The old man cried.
"I'm not asking you this, I'll ask you, why are the granaries in your home full of disaster relief food? Did this dog official sell it to you?"
"Yes...yes... Lord Chen knew my son's ability, so he took the initiative to come to me and was willing to exchange disaster relief grain for moldy grain. Not only my family, but also several wealthy families in the city, like this. Unless it is really moldy and cannot be eaten, Lord Chen will change it according to the degree of moldy, and the better ones will change it for two bags, and the worse ones will change three bags."
Hearing this, the hungry people were furious. The voices of "Kill this dog official!" came one after another.
"I'll ask you, do you know that this dog official mixes sand into the porridge?" the big man asked.
"Of course I know, but Lord Chen said that it is more mixed with sand, and it can prevent those who are not hungry from rescuing food. The most important thing is that you can just breathe a sigh of relief."
Hearing this, everyone became even more angry. Looking at the angry people, the man pulled out his knife and slashed it down with one knife. A head fell directly to the ground, but it was indeed Zhou Baichuan's.
"This person is unkind. He has so much food in his warehouse. And he must have brought these foods that poisoned people. Damn it."
"Damn...Damn..."
"Dear fellow villagers, I will not change my name or change my surname when I am down. It is Zhu Feiling, the prince of Wulong. He was originally going to surrender to the Marquis of Zhenbei. The prince was not kind. His Majesty originally planned to depose the prince and change the third prince to the prince, but was poisoned by the prince. Now he has even acted in a rebellious manner. He has appointed such corrupt officials, regardless of the lives and death of the people. Tens of thousands of hungry people in Fushan County have been burned. Now the wealthy households can't eat the grain for a few days. Since that's the case, you are willing to follow me to the territory of Zhenbeihou, where there is enough food and will not make everyone hungry."
"The official warehouse is gone, and the food of the rich family is enough for us to eat for ten days and half a month. At that time, we will still go hungry. It is better to have a way out with the prince."
"Follow the prince."
As someone shouted, many people immediately followed suit. The hooligan couldn't live his life, and Pang Erniu couldn't help but yell.
"Okay, okay... Since you trust me, I, Zhu Feiling, promise to find a way out for everyone. First, use this dog official to sacrifice the flag, and then everyone can find a handy weapon, and we will fight out of the city." Zhu Feiling said.
"Kill... Kill..."
At this time, the hungry people were all excited and were just yelling.
At this moment, a man came up and said, "Since this dog official burned the food, he threw him into the fire and everyone went to prepare. But the ugly saying goes, following our prince, we will not treat everyone badly. If we run away, we will not come back again. In this year, even if we carry a pack of food, we will not live for a few days, and may not even be able to keep it. Register here later. Once registered, we will be ours. We will stay in Fushan for two days and set off the day after tomorrow."
Zhu Feiling was a little surprised, but after hearing this, he immediately said: "It's good that we'll leave in two days, and we won't care about your life or death."
Chapter completed!