Han Shizu

Chapter 2047 The Last Journey 18
Panyu City under the rule of the Han Dynasty was known to be divided into the rich in the east and the low in the west. However, in Xicheng, in and around Dashi Fanfang Street, it was an exception.After the fierce hurricane, only a mess was left. Even though the Great Cannibal only occupied a small part of Panyu City, its impact on Panyu, especially the economic impact, was much heavier than people imagined.

During the "rebellion of thieves" for several days, some people caused misfortune and some made a fortune.There are also people who are mourning for their heirs, not because of the tragedy of cannibalism, but because of their own wealth.Especially those who made a fortune by providing daily necessities to the foodies and taking foreign goods from the food merchants. Such a huge financial path was cut off so suddenly and abruptly.
Two blocks away from Panfang Street, follow the long street and turn to the alley. Along the alley are the ordinary homes of Panyu West City.Of course, the people living here are not the lowest class of people under the rule of Guangzhou Prefecture. Although their lives are poor, they at least have a unique place to live. In Panyu City, there are untouchables who live in gray areas and live in the dark corners of the sewers.

They cannot even be called people. The government does not expect much tax revenue from those people, and it is difficult to protect the rights of the people.As for every household in the alley, in fact, in the eyes of the powerful, they are just like the untouchables, and they are just nutrients for the prosperity of Panyu city.

As a neighbor, I was severely affected by the "Food Rebellion". Let's not talk about anything else. Only the knife marks and sword marks on the walls of the alleys and the white ribbons hanging on the lintels of a few doors all spoke silently. sad.

If a fire breaks out at the city gate, it will not affect Chiyu. However, compared to those whose homes were destroyed and people died, the trauma suffered by the people in the alley is relatively less due to their secluded location.

The second-to-last house inside has a small door and a small single-family courtyard.The door is small, and the courtyard behind the door also gives people a small and cramped feeling. There are three or two rooms, a poultry house, a well, and a tree beside the well. Even the stove is placed under the eaves, and the walls are smoked out. It has a unique pattern and a pile of firewood is piled neatly on the side.

This is obviously a family that is good at housekeeping. It is obvious that they are not wealthy. The walls of the houses are mainly built with rammed earth instead of the brick and wood structures that are already popular in the city.

Since early in the morning, a figure has been busy in the small courtyard, a young lady, probably about ten years old, with a thin body, but she is very deft in her work.

Feed the chickens, sweep the floor, fetch water, then take out a heavy sack from the house, sit down by the mortar, hold the wooden pestle, and start pounding rice.Even in cities, not everyone can afford "commercial grain". Many families choose to buy rice directly and then shell it themselves. The rice bran is not wasted and can be used to feed chickens or make fires.
It wasn't until late in the evening that the small door was pushed open, and a strong woman with rough skin and a broad body walked in. The three-layer food box she was carrying in her hand seemed to have no weight at all.

"Mom, you're back!" The little lady, who had already pounded dozens of kilograms of millet, immediately stood up, wiped her hands on her apron, walked forward quickly, and took the food box.

The strong woman looked around, and finally her eyes fell on the young lady, showing a distressed and kind expression, and said: "Bring some meat and vegetables back, heat them up, and eat them with your brother!"

When the young lady heard this, she immediately smiled and took a sniff. The aroma in the food box was already tingling her taste buds, and she immediately went to work on the stove.The strong woman went to the water tank, scooped out water and boiled it, while muttering: "Where is your brother?"

"I went out early in the morning and said I wanted to go to Fanfang Street to make a fortune. I couldn't help but persuade him."

Hearing this, the strong woman suddenly frowned. Obviously, her bold son really made it difficult for her mother to worry about it. Fanfang Street was a bad place, and it was not something that just a young man could break into.But soon, he sighed silently, and finally said nothing. His son was now 15 years old, and it was really time to try to become the backbone of the family.

The aftereffects of the "Fan Ren Rebellion" are still echoing in the city of Panyu, and those affected are all in the city, such as this small family, which is relatively shallow.

The son took the initiative to go to Fanfang Street to clean up the ruins and move corpses to earn a few copper coins. He also tried his luck and might pick up some money that others had missed.As for my mother, she went to the rich man's house in the village early in the morning to help with the vegetables and dishes. A funeral banquet was being held there. The rich man's second son died in the "Fan Ren Rebellion".

Similar tragedies and comedies are all too common in Panyu City this winter.
Everywhere in the city, there are government notices to calm the people. In addition to the official articles to appease the people, they also focus on introducing the causes of the chaos and thoroughly identifying them. If the people cause chaos and kill officials and harm the people, the court will immediately kill them.

As for the facts, how many cannibals died and how many of them were innocently implicated will be buried under the dust of history with the destruction of Fanfang Street.

It is conceivable that after this chaos, the situation in Guangzhou Prefecture where "Han and barbarians were peaceful and mixed" in the past will never return, at least for the cannibals.

The hundreds of thousands of cannibals have not been cleared out after all. How to deal with the remaining people will undoubtedly be a huge test for Guangzhou Prefecture and even Guangnan East Road.The key is that Zhang Shijun has been dismissed from office, and the emperor has not yet decided on his successor. The current Chief Envoy of Guangnan East Road is still in chaos, and there is really not much energy devoted to the aftermath.

The old emperor also visited Fanfang Street in person again. The bustle and bustle of the past were no longer there, only devastation remained.Of course, those disgusting mosques were completely destroyed, and the MSLs he was unhappy with also disappeared collectively. However, the old emperor himself couldn't tell how he felt about such a result.

Of course, it is impossible to feel guilty, but there is just a sense of confusion, a feeling of insufficient control of the power in one's hands.They were only asked to rectify religious affairs, so how could they end up with such a great purge that was destructive to humanity?
No matter what, the old emperor felt panicked and unhappy. Being unhappy meant that someone was going to be unlucky.When he returned to the palace in Panyu again, Zhang Bin, the imperial envoy, came in a hurry to announce his audience.

Facing the old emperor's direct gaze, he said eloquently: "I'm sorry, the criminal Zhang Jie has died of illness on his way back home!"

Hearing this, the old emperor's brows relaxed a bit, and he responded: "I know!"

"I wonder if the officials have any other orders?"

"Collect all the evidence that you have collected to deceive the emperor and bend the law. I want to use it!"

"Yes!" Zhang Bin's heart trembled and he responded immediately.

Obviously, Panyu City will not be able to calm down in a short time.

(End of this chapter)