Yingtian Mansion was later named Shangqiu. Although it was not located in the south of the Yangtze River, it was one of the four capitals of the Song Dynasty, Nanjing. It was also the place where the old Zhao family lived in Longxing and where the capital was located.
Although it is not as prosperous as the city of Tokyo, it is located at a strategic location and is the hub where the north and the south meet. Most of the official roads going south pass through Yingtianfu. If the same people want to go to Bianliang, Tokyo, the best choice is
It also goes north from Yingtian Mansion.
The people affected by the disaster gathered in small groups on the official road. Most of them were pushing chicken carts or carrying poles, carrying all the belongings of their families on them. People in their hometowns had all fled the disaster, and who was still there?
Will you keep your baby at home?
The older people sat on the chicken bus, holding children or carrying luggage on their backs, while the young and strong men pushed the cart slowly towards Yingtianfucheng.
It's just that unlike ordinary people fleeing from disasters, the faces of this group of people don't have the kind of numbness tortured by famine, but an indescribable sadness and worry.
"Li Zheng, I heard that the eldest master of Yingtian Mansion, Wu Yu, is an important minister in the court. The official has just taken over the government. If we suffer a disaster, we will be exempted from miscellaneous taxes, right?"
The man pushing the cart in the crowd asked the older weight man next to him. This sentence immediately made the eyes of the people around him focus on him.
Li Zheng looked at the tall city in the distance and sighed helplessly: "Who knows! We are all from the same village, so I don't dare to lie to you. Anyway, we have all suffered from the disaster. The moisture in the land is not good, so why not come to Yingtian Mansion?"
Try your luck, if you can be exempted from miscellaneous taxes, that would be great, but if not... the worst is to go back!"
"What Lao Qin said makes sense. It's just like trying to clean up the soil if the soil is not in good condition. Why don't you come to Yingtian Mansion to try your luck? But if you are recruited into the Xiang Army, then..."
Following the words of others, Lao Qin's expression changed. It would be a big mistake to be organized into the Xiang Army. Who are the Xiang Army? Those are refugees without land. Most of the people who came to Yingtian Mansion to flee this time had land.
If a good family is assigned to the Xiang Army, their land will be lost!
"Hey! Organize into a Xiang Army? Don't mess around! Look how many people are here? There are more than 10,000 if not 30,000! There are more on the road, how can we organize into a Xiang Army? The court has not been overwhelmed yet
!”
Although Lao Qin was unsure, he still fought back with disdain. He knew that appeasing this group of talents was the most important thing now. Once the rumor spread, the more than 10,000 people would blow up the camp. Although he did not have much official wisdom,
But his rich experience still allowed him to make the most correct judgment.
"How could the imperial court be defeated by the Xiang Army?! The victims of the disaster in previous years were all recruited into the Xiang Army. If so, I would not do it! Do you think so?"
"What else can you do if you don't do it? Either you go back and continue to suffer, or you become a soldier and suffer even more!"
There was more and more dissatisfaction in the crowd, and the noise made Lao Qin irritated. He couldn't help shouting at the top of his voice: "Everyone, calm down. We will know what's going on when we get to Yingtian Mansion! Are you talking useless nonsense here?
What's the use?! Let's beg the Lord of the Palace, maybe we can be exempted from miscellaneous taxes. If not, then accept your fate and go back honestly. How can the Lord make things difficult for you? If you continue to talk useless nonsense, you will have violated a taboo.
Don’t bring trouble to others!”
Sure enough, the shouts in the crowd immediately decreased following Lao Qin's words, and the scattered shouts seemed particularly abrupt. Lao Qin looked over in confusion. The group of people had been running around in various fleeing teams since the day before yesterday.
He has noticed it more than once.
There are rules for escaping from famine. Traveling together from the same village and country, it is good to have someone to look after you on the road. However, this group of people always mixes with other teams, which is a bit strange...
Soon, Lao Qin noticed that this group of people had integrated into his own team. The leader was a woman with a curtain. The woman made seals in her hands and muttered something in a low voice, while the people around her started from their waists.
He untied the gourd and used a thick bowl to pour water for the people in his village.
Lao Qin walked over and frowned: "Where are you from? Why have I never seen you before?"
The man pouring water for everyone laughed and said: "We are from Liuzi Town. We suffered the same disaster as you all. The soil is too moist and all the spring seedlings have withered. We have no choice but to come to Yingtian Mansion to ask for help!"
"Liuzi Town?"
Lao Qin looked at this group of people even more confused. Others didn't know it, but he knew that Liuzi Town was on the edge of the Bian River. It was only a dozen miles away from Linhuan County, and it was still in the upper reaches of the Bian River. It could be said that it was a disaster-stricken place.
The least likely place is that the people there will not give up their fields and flee the famine, let alone turn themselves into disaster victims.
"Hey! Even people from Liuzi Town came out to flee!" Lao Qin pretended to sigh, but then he said with a smile: "That man! Liuzi Town, shopkeeper Cui of Liushengtang, is Dr. Yao here?"
The man pouring water was slightly startled, and then said: "Why can't you come? Who's family doesn't have miscellaneous taxes! There was a disaster, and all the money was used to buy food. How could anyone think about seeing a doctor? This
No, I'm coming with you, right behind, but looking at the ages of Shopkeeper Cui and Doctor Yao, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep up!"
Lao Qin smiled bitterly and said: "That's true, one person has one life!" After saying this, he greeted everyone who was resting to continue on their way, but whispered to the villagers to stay away from these people.
Someone among the villagers asked curiously: "Why, these people are all Buddhists, and they just gave us blessing water! Let us join the community, and we will be our brothers and sisters from now on..."
"Believe in Buddhism? What kind of Buddhism do you believe in?! You still believe in these people at this time? Look at the great monks in Fuze Temple who are not extremely rich. We are fleeing famine, and others don't have to flee famine. The food in the cellar is enough to feed us.
year! As soon as the drought came, people stored water and hid in the temple. Even the great monk who gave soup to Wang Yuan’s wife went to pick up other people’s sheds. Why? Isn’t it just to let us sell the land in our hands at a low price?
! It’s okay to just believe it when things are normal, but if you dare to believe it in the face of a catastrophic disaster, people will give you clean food!”
"Hey! It's different! This is the White Lotus Society, which originated from the Pure Land Sect of Buddhism. All you need to do is join the society, become a monk at home, don't shave your hair, don't wear monk's clothes, bless the royal family and pray for longevity, and host Buddhist services for the village. There are also some practices
For charitable deeds such as building roads and bridges, I heard that as long as we join the cooperative, we can save our land and avoid miscellaneous taxes!"
"Is there such a good thing?! White Lotus Society? I seem to have heard of it somewhere... Oh! It's the White Lotus Society that held the White Lotus Dharma Assembly in Xigu Town earlier?! Old Qin, please help us ask, if
If it is true as they say, our whole family believes in Bai Lian!"
Lao Qintou frowned: "You have to ask yourself, I don't ask about these things. What do you believe in ghosts and gods? The Buddhists really have that ability, so we won't run away from disaster!"
"That's wrong! All living beings are equal and have karma and karma. Maybe it's your thoughts that make God punish you! There are evil obstacles in the hearts of these people, so they don't want to enter my White Lotus Pure Land!"
A woman wearing a curtain slowly walked into the crowd. She was dressed in white, holding a bottle in her left hand and a whisk in her right hand. Her posture was elegant, but her whole body was highlighted by the white tulle on her body, like a ripe gourd.
Dry mouth and tongue.
Many men couldn't help but swallow their saliva when they saw it. Although they couldn't see her face, they were "hooked" by this beautiful figure.
"Bodhisattva, we don't have the same knowledge as him, and there are more people waiting for us to save them!"
The woman in white glanced at the man who spoke indifferently, with a hint of coldness in her beautiful eyes: "Don't forget the teachings of our society. You will beat yourself up twenty times when you go back!"
The man who was still smiling immediately became frightened and begged for mercy in a low voice: "Bodhisattva, have mercy on me, Bodhisattva, have mercy on me!"
But the woman in white ignored him, but pointed at Lao Qin's head and said: "Ignorance is not wrong, but I don't know the great supernatural power. The sea of suffering is boundless. Only by entering my white lotus can you escape the sea of suffering!"
Lao Qintou ignored him, glanced at the woman in white, and left, leaving only a group of sighing villagers. They all felt that their family was out of their minds...