232. Then to Wonju (2)

After stuffing the silver money into the old man, he took Liang Gang and the others straight to the Land Temple, but Gong Lao was stunned behind his back, and a strong black man beside him poked him directly, blinked and asked, "Aya, what's wrong?"

"Oh, not much. Hey, what a good posterity, such a character must be a nobleman. Nodding his head and complimenting, he turned around and gave the money to the man, and said, "Son, you go and divide this money among the neighbors according to the head, don't make a fork." The strong man took the money in a daze, and the old man said again: "Don't forget our family's share." The Han man shouted "oh" and saw no one.

Li Pojun and others came to this broken temple, the traces they left here before are still there, everything is still like that, there is only one room in the broken temple, there is a statue of the god, and the statue of the dilapidated land is hastily worshipped, Li Pojun started to clean up, and after a while, a lot of space was vacated, and there were wheat straws piled up behind the temple.

Drag the carriage to the door, lead a few horses to the back stream and tie them, spread a layer of hay, and that's it.

It was also dark, so I boiled the dry food in a small kettle, and rested after using it.

On this day, Li Pojun and several people were walking on the official road, the scorching sun above their heads was like a fire, but Li Pojun, the prince and grandson, did not shake the fan, he was sweating and wiping his sweat.

"Liang Gang, how far is it?" Li Pojun was really a little depressed, this ancient rush was really not pleasant. No wonder there is a crime of exile, it is really a karma.

"Ahem, Your Highness, there is Migang Mountain in front, and there are bandits on it, let's rest at this mountain pass for a while like last time, and then quickly pass through the horse, and we will almost arrive in Yuanzhou in less than an hour." Liang Gang's throat was also very dry, his hands on the pergola, squinting at the mountains in front of him and saying.

"Well, an hour, two hours, well, it's finally here. Zhang Lao held on for a moment and went to the forest in front to rest." Looking at Zhang Yajiu, who was dripping with sweat and his face was hot and red, Li Pojun was also a little worried, although Zhang Yajiu was different from ordinary people, he struck iron all the year round, and he was familiar with some martial arts, this body was barbar, he was still ruddy at the age of seventy, and his voice was like a bell, but after all, he was also an old man in his seventies, and his physical strength was still a little unable to keep up, and this high-intensity rush also tired him.

As for the sixth son, not to mention, he had already gotten into the carriage, leaving only an empty horse to carry things and be led by the carriage.

The sixth son is also very ashamed, he can't stand so many people, there are old people, even Zhang Yajiu, a seventy-year-old man, can hold on, but he can't stand it, although he tries his best to insist on not pulling his hind legs, but the flesh and blood between the legs are blurred, soaked in sweat, it is a hot pain, it is really torturous, but it is not too embarrassing to say that he is ugly, after all, so many people are alone He is a thin boy who has no power to tie the chicken, he has not practiced martial arts, and he has only touched the horse a few times before, and there is no advanced riding skills, which is understandable.

Looking at the endless plain, the roadside is full of barren fields, and the trees are also stripped naked and standing alone, a depressed scene, Li Pojun couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Xing, the people suffer, die, the people suffer. The so-called Tang Dynasty, the so-called Celestial Empire, is too fragile in the face of the power of nature.

This primitive small peasant economy can not withstand any even a trace of natural force to destroy, Li Pojun is even more aware that the so-called prosperous era is just to show that the treasury has money, the country has soldiers, and the lord of the country is not faint, to be precise, it should be said that it is the rule of the world, the feudal dynasty any prosperous rule, the people at the bottom will always be immutable, forever hovering between starvation and gasp, the year is good, there is no war is a few more buckets of food, it is better not to starve to death, the big head will always be handed over to the public. If it happens that the year is not good, the world is in chaos, and the ruler is corrupt and the monarch is mediocre...... Even if there is one of these, it is to contribute to reducing the pressure on the population.

Shook his head, put aside the distracting thoughts in his heart, looked at a small forest in front of him, Li Pojun only felt a chill in his heart, hit the horse to catch up, Li Pojun looked, it was really cool, there was a place to shade, but he didn't need to enter the forest immediately, the art of war is cloudy, every forest is not entered, although this forest is not big, but there are branches and leaves in it, which can shade the sun, that is to say, it can also cover people, so you still have to be cautious, after some exploration, there is no one in the forest, Li Pojun can't wait to get off the horse and go over, and let the horse go freely, As soon as the ass is done, leaning against a skinny tree.

The tree behind him shook for a while, scattering pieces of narrow leaves, Li Pojun was immediately attracted, you know, there are almost no green leaves along the way, most of them have been eaten by locusts or people, how can there be such lush leaves here, just wondering, it seems that God wants to solve his puzzles, a thing actually fell from the tree and smashed it directly on Li Pojun's head, and he hurriedly grabbed it and took a look, Li Pojun was happy, it turned out to be a big jujube, a shriveled red jujube.

"Haha, it turns out that this is a jujube forest, or a jujube in the northwest, no wonder there are branches and leaves." Li Pojun said with a smile to Zhang Yajiu, Liang Gang and others.

"Ah, Jujube Forest? Isn't there a date to eat? The sixth son immediately jumped up and looked around.

"Well, look for it, there are still fish that have slipped through the net." Li Pojun said and rubbed the deflated jujube that slipped through the net and stuffed it into his mouth, it was quite sweet, this northwest land, the sunshine time is long, the photosynthesis is high, and the day is hot and the night is cool, the temperature difference between day and night is large, it is easy to accumulate sugar in the fruit, if it is very sweet, this big red date in the northwest is even more famous.

Liuzi looked for a long time but didn't see a date, and muttered: "Hey, it's really weird, there is no date, but as soon as Lang Jun sat down, a date was smashed on his head." The six sons sat down dejectedly.

At this time, Zhang Yajiu said: "Hehe, Chongcheng, ask your Langjun, he must know." Saying that, Zhang Yajiuzhi Mimi smiled.

Li Pojun trembled when he heard the words "Your Langjun", and it sounded a little awkward. At the moment, he also said: "Now that the people are all over the place, if there is a little food, won't they all be robbed, not to mention locusts and a fart." Li Pojun rolled his eyes and saw that these six sons were not particularly clever, and they couldn't catch up with me.

After hearing this, the sixth son suddenly realized, and asked suspiciously: "Lang Jun, I can understand that this jujube is gone, but why are the branches and leaves of this jujube forest thrown in, the branches and leaves of the jujube tree are bitter, unlike the elm locust, people can't eat it, but why don't the locusts eat it?"

Looking at the blinking and confused eyes of the sixth son, Li Pojun still felt that this kid still had merit, at least he knew how to let the leader perform more.

Immediately, he was also a good teacher and said: "You are a coward, people can't eat it, and locusts won't eat it, you can't eat this bitter branch and leaf." One sentence almost choked the six sons to death.

Li Pojun was about to brag about it again, but there was a sudden rush of voices behind the forest.

"Quick, fast into the woods."