In the blink of an eye, it was the eighth day of the fourth month.

Food prices gradually fell, the people gradually settled down, and everything seemed to be safe, but Liang Shunzheng, the commander of Mengyin County, felt heavy. Anton Wei's 500 officers and soldiers are now stationed in Mengyin County to prevent the Yimeng Mountain bandits from leaving the mountain due to lack of food.

After the announcement was made on 24 March, no grain merchant dared to use the idea of stockpiling grain at a high price. In the past few months, grain sales have to be carried out according to the population and household registration, and it has also avoided the people taking advantage of the chaos to buy grain repeatedly, resulting in another confusion in grain prices.

In the barracks not far from the county office, Wang Quantai, the general manager of Anton Weiqian, tore off a piece of chicken skin, rolled it in a flatbread, took a sip of the sauce, put it in his mouth, and took a big bite, and the oil and water in the middle flowed down the corners of his mouth. He then wiped it with his sleeve and ate the remaining half of the flatbread.

When You Nanbiao next to him saw it, he couldn't help laughing, patted Wang Quantai, and said, "Quantai, you also have today?" Do you remember when you first came to the guard? If you eat buns, you have to peel them, and more than ten years have passed! ”

Although You Nanbiao is just a general manager at the moment, he is an old man in the Anton Guard, and he was originally promoted to a thousand generals, but because he offended the previous garrison lord, he was found in a wrong place and demoted to the general manager.

Wang Quantai laughed twice, turned his head through the open tent door, and looked at the mountains in the distance: "Yes, I have been in the guard for more than ten years!" It's really reluctant to break up with the big guy like this! ”

Although Wang Quantai said without beginning or end, the melancholy in this tone could not be concealed. Du Bin, Yang Da, and You Nanbiao, who were sitting at the same table with him, glanced at each other twice, and no one understood what he meant, and finally the youngest Du Bin asked with a smile: "Wang Tou, are you worried about the defeat of the bandits?" Didn't we not go into the mountain this time, but only hit the mountain to guard the official road? Mountain bandits, mountain bandits, they have some ability in the mountains, and when they come out, can they still fight with us face to face? ”

Yang Da also muttered: "Wang Tou is really? We and our brothers on the team are eating dry food? Maybe you can still make a big contribution, but is it not guaranteed to be promoted and rich? ”

The rolling mountains, the verdant in the eyes, the white clouds wandering in the mountains, and the looming Taoist temple.

Wang Quantai was a little interested in appreciating the scenery, and his mood was much better, so he turned around and smiled: "Worried about it? It's not that I'm bragging, just the practice method of our Lord Tian in the past two years, not to mention encountering a few Yimeng mountain bandits, or encountering a chaotic army, there is nothing to worry about! I'm just afraid, this mountain bandit knows the current affairs, and if he doesn't fight us to go down the mountain, he will run away in vain! ”

Although Wang Quantai said it briskly, You Nanbiao still asked: "Then what did you just say that you can't disperse, 'reluctant' or something, what do you mean?" ”

Wang Quantai was stunned at first, then raised his eyebrows, and said: "Brothers, I forgot what the adults said before, we don't work hard in the past half a month, after the evaluation of 'Zhuo Yi', everyone still doesn't move their positions, and they are promoted!" ”

* Yizhou, Daotai Yamen.

Outside the Yi Gate, there was a carriage parked, and the coachman was waiting for the female dependents in the second gate to come out. Today is the birthday of the Buddha, and there are temple fairs in several ancient temples outside the city.

There are several famous ancient temples in Yizhou, such as Langgong Temple, Reclining Buddha Temple, Lingyan Temple, Baoquan Temple, etc., all of which are places where incense flourishes. Among them, Baoquan Temple is named after the spring next to the temple, although it is not as good as several other places of incense, but because it is said that there is a miracle for children here, the female dependents who go to burn incense and worship the Buddha are the most.

Chu Yu had also heard of the name of Baoquan Temple for a long time, and he wanted to worship before. At that time, at the beginning of pregnancy, the doctor instructed her to rest for two months. After calculation, her belly is four months old, and if it weren't for the loose clothes to cover it, you could see a slightly bulging lower abdomen.

Because Chu Yu's carriage was specially made by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the red wheel, red cover, red silk, red curtain, and cover horn soap edge were too eye-catching, so she asked someone to prepare an ordinary green tweed carriage.

Except for Mrs. Han, who had a cold and was not feeling well, so she didn't go, the other Mrs. Lu, Lianqiu, Sister Xiqiu, Amethyst and others all went with Chu Yu. In order to take care of Chu Yu's heavy body, Mama Ye and Mama Zhou also followed. Even the jade dragonflies and jade spiders in Cao Song's room had already begged for amethyst, and they went out to see and see.

Since the female dependents want to offer incense, the men in the house must also cooperate. In addition to Mr. Zhuang, Master Han, and Master Lu staying behind, Cao Hao, Cao Song, Wei Hei, Wu Sheng, and Cao Yanxiao escorted them with long attendants, and Cao Yanwei took Zhuang Shuyong and Zhuang Jiyong brothers to Baoquan Temple to fight the front station first.

Baoquan Temple is in the north of Yizhou City, several miles away from Daotaifu. Cao Hao took care of Chu Yu's body, afraid that the road would be uneven and bump her, so she only walked slowly. Wu Sheng is the most clever, with more than a dozen nursing homes, carrying shovels, riding horses first, and trying to be as neat as possible when encountering unevenness.

Although I met many people's carriages and donkey carts along the way, there were also people like Cao Fu who went to the incense to enter the incense. Among them, there was an errand in the Zhizhou Yamen, and he followed Zhizhou to see Cao Hao, a young Taoist lord, so he urged him to come forward and ask for a salute. There were also some martial arts people who saw Cao Song and couldn't help but come forward to say hello.

In front of the mountain gate of Baoquan Temple, visitors are weaving.

Whether they were wearing silk or coarse cloth, there was a pious smile on everyone's faces. Many people are smiling, and even if there are occasional people who come to pray for the blessing of seriously ill family members, their eyes are full of hope, sweeping away the previous decadence.

In front of the mountain gate, a few beggars in ragged clothes knelt or sit, and when people passed by, they were no longer disgusted by the past, but gave some copper coins with a little compassion. The copper coin fell into the broken bowl, and the sound was exceptionally crisp.

Everything is so harmonious, as if it were really a peaceful and prosperous world.

Inside and outside the temple, smoke fills the air. On the hall of the Mahavira Treasure, the gilded appearance conceals the essence of the mud fetus, and the half-closed eyes of the Buddha show a solemn face of great compassion and quietly look at his devout believers.

The human heart is fragile, and it is easier to remember those good things; On the contrary, it is often easier to forget about the disasters that have passed. Food prices are soaring, crying in front of the grain shop, and the days when you can only feed yourself with noodle soup seem to have never happened.

Looking at Chu Yu's motherly and holy face, although Cao Hao didn't believe that this mud fetus could hear his prayers, he secretly made a wish, hoping that the woman in front of him who was tied with him could give birth safely, that his parents in Jiangning could live a long and healthy life, and that the people of Shandong would ...... Early in peace.

When I estimate in my heart, I say that it may have happened, and I am a sinner! I didn't want to ask for forgiveness, I just wanted to shed less blood and a few broken families.

As if to verify Cao Hao's state of mind, Wu Mao, who originally stayed in Daotai Mansion, galloped over and brought a news, the people of Tai'an Mansion were in turmoil!

(To be continued)