Chapter 167: The Story of the Great Teacher (Part 2)
When Zhang Jiao searched the village, he finally found a living person.
No, to be precise, it should be the living dead.
The whole person was so thin that only skin and bones were left, and some dirt could still be seen vaguely at the corners of his mouth.
When Zhang Jue saw him, he was already about to die. But when he saw Zhang Jue take out a pancake from his backpack, his cloudy eyes burst out with light, and he straightened up from the ground.
He snatched the sesame seed cake from Zhang Jiao's hand and put it into his mouth without saying a word.
Eating and eating...
His almost crazy movements stopped, and he fell to the ground, dead.
He was clutching the sesame cakes tightly with his teeth and hands, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes. He died without knowing whether he was hungry or full.
Zhang Jiao fell into silence when he saw this scene.
This guy should be the only living person in this village.
But even this living person eventually died.
Lowering his head, an inexplicable emotion emerged in his heart.
When Zhang Jiao walked out of the village, he didn't know how long he walked before he met a passerby and asked about the situation in the village.
When passers-by heard Zhang Jiao talking about that village, they shook their heads and sighed.
"How pitiful, the people in that village were all starved to death," a passerby lamented.
"Starving to death? How could he starve to death? It shouldn't be that the rice has just been harvested, and there is a harvest, so how can he starve to death?" Zhang Jiao was puzzled.
When he asked, the passerby patiently explained to Zhang Jiao.
There was a severe drought some time ago and the crops were about to die in the fields. Fortunately, it rained in the village and the crops were saved.
Seeing that this year's livelihood is guaranteed, but just when the crops are harvested, news comes from above, saying that this year the emperor will build a palace and taxes in various places will increase by 50%!
Originally, everyone's taxes were heavy, so if we gave away most of our annual livelihood and left only a small part, we could barely survive.
But now?
When taxes are raised, it is not enough to hand over all this year's harvest; previous years' harvests have to be paid as well.
Not paying?
If you don't pay it today, soldiers will come to raid your home in the evening and sweep away all the rice and grain in your home, leaving no grain behind.
When they meet some pretty girls who are waiting for marriage, they even snatch them home and make them concubines.
All the food has been handed over, and I have nothing to eat. I have almost eaten even the tree roots and Guanyin soil. How long can a person live?
Death may also be a kind of relief.
After saying this, the passers-by waved their hands, turned and left, leaving Zhang Jiao standing there blankly, falling into silence.
He found a glimmer of light for them.
But this last glimmer of light was ruthlessly extinguished by those so-called people in power!
That was the first time Zhang Jiao lost his mind since he came down the mountain. The anger in his heart was burning and could not be suppressed.
Carrying a bamboo stick, he rushed directly into the county government office, killed all the greedy dog officials, and delivered a portion of the food in the government treasury to each house.
This is the first time he has killed someone since he came down from the mountain, and it is also the first time his hands are stained with blood.
It was also from that time that Zhang Jiao gave up the idea of returning to the mountain to practice Taoism.
This is an unfortunate era, but these people should not bear this misfortune.
so……
The spark of the Yellow Turban Uprising was planted at that moment.
…
Thoughts surged, and then were covered up in his heart. A pair of eyes stared at Sima Hui in the distance calmly, Zhang Jiao said:
"Since Pindao has chosen this path, he should keep going all the way. Even if his body is broken to pieces, he will never regret it!"
"Mr. Shui Jing, you should know why Pindao came to you this time."
"Of course you can hold off Pindao here, but if Pindao doesn't show up for a long time, I'm afraid my second and third brothers will not be able to suppress the murderous intention in their hearts and massacre all the scholars in Yingchuan!"
Hearing this, Sima Hui fell into silence and frowned slightly: "You should know that even if I give you that thing, your hope of success is still very slim. The Great Han Dragon Vein can be shaken by extraordinary people."
"Even so, poor Taoists still need to give it a try. They must find a way out for the people of the world." Zhang Jiao replied.
"Even if you don't try, the great man's luck will still be less than a century old!"
"But if you don't try, you won't be able to understand your ideas. Some things have to be done, and someone has to do it. Since you don't want to do it, then just go on to be the villain."
"The national style is not correct and must be pushed back before it can be rebuilt!"
As he finished his words, the aura around Zhang Jiao surged out and spread out, forming a sea of thunder behind him.
Wherever he looked, hostility was evident. If it wasn't Sima Hui he was targeting, who was it?
"It seems that the truth doesn't make sense to fellow Taoist masters, so I can only read the truth."
Sima Hui showed no sign of weakness. The moment his words fell, a surge of awe-inspiring righteousness suddenly surged out from his body.
When Haoran's righteousness surges, the aura fills the air and appears behind him.
The two faced each other, their breaths colliding together, and they fought in an instant.
For a moment, a terrifying aura burst out in the mountain forest, causing countless beasts to crawl on the ground and tremble.
…
The next day, in the Xun Mansion in Yingyin County, Xiao Wen said goodbye to the old man of the Xun family and left with Xu Shao and Xun Yu.
When leaving the city, Xun Yu always pulled Xu Shao from time to time to ask about Yuedan Ping, and even...
Xiao Wen could clearly feel that what this guy wanted to ask was not Yuedan's comment, but Cao Mengde's character.
When asked, Xiao Wen would always inadvertently let out a burst of emotion.
"I have met Cao Mengde a few times. Although he has great ambitions, what is hidden under his ambitions is ambition and suspicion." Xiao Wen made the most "fair" comment.
I promise that I am definitely not deliberately belittling Cao Mengde in order to promote myself.
It is just to give the most fair and objective evaluation.
When Xiao Wen made this comment, Xu Shao couldn't help but have a look of surprise on his face.
Obviously, there is not much difference between what Xiao Wen said and what he saw that day.
However, compared to ambition and suspicion, what the two of them saw when they met was Cao Mengde's bright and ambitious future.
Those who achieve great things don't stick to trivial matters.
Didn't the founder of the Han Dynasty in the past go from being a gangster pavilion chief to becoming an emperor?
When Xun Yu heard Xiao Wen's comments, he frowned slightly, with a slightly ugly expression on his face. He was obviously dissatisfied with Xiao Wen's comments.
It's just that he didn't express his dissatisfaction.
"Mr. Xun, don't believe it?" Xiao Wen asked with a chuckle.
"Xun only believes what he sees with his own eyes."
"In this case, Mr. Xun might as well take a look this time. News came that Cao Mengde, the Cavalry Commander, was angry when he heard about the Yellow Turban Rebellion in Yingchuan, so he led his troops to support it."
"I think, by the time we get to Changshe, Cao Mengde will also be here."