ancient five-star seventh system

Chapter 266 It’s Impossible to Be a Child Bride-in-Law (9)

After the summer potatoes were planted, it was reported that there was a famine due to the drought, but the good thing is that everyone has the habit of catching grasshoppers since April, which didn't make all the grains lose due to the locust plague, and The locusts also indirectly became food for some people and saved many people.

However, as time goes on, the drought will become more serious, and the saying that a long drought must be followed by a long rain will soon be fulfilled, but the good thing is that the village has probably expected this, so when planting sweet potatoes, the seedbeds are built. The walls are relatively high, and the drainage ditches are also dug very deep.

By the end of August, it was as if someone had poked a hole in the sky, and the rain kept pouring down like it didn't cost money, and it took half a month for it to take a breather.

This is an era when transportation is very underdeveloped, so it is normal to change your accent after a village is separated by a river, especially in a place like Wangjiawan, which is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and people from other places want to come here , It is really not easy to go over mountains and mountains.

Therefore, during this drought and flood, their village spent most of their time solving problems at home and could not take care of much else. Victims from other places rarely came, but after more than half a month of continuous heavy rain, Finally, there were more victims outside.

Some of these people went to seek refuge elsewhere because of the drought and locust plague, and some fled for their lives because of landslides, mudslides and floods caused by heavy rain. In short, these people quickly gathered and flocked to places where they heard that there was food and shelter .

Among them, there was a group of refugees who didn't know who had heard that Wangjiawan had food and could take refuge, so they squeezed over in groups.

At the beginning, there were only one or two, and then four, five, seven or eight came. At this time, the people in Wangjiawan were still draining the flooded sweet potato fields. When they saw foreigners coming, The hunger was unbearable, and those who had surplus food at home couldn't bear it, so they gave some.

Then I don't know what happened, more and more victims came, and even the village head had to pay attention.

It is said that although Wangjiawan is not as bad as the disaster, each household does not have much food surplus, and there are many because they did not grow sweet potatoes before, and now they have run out of ammunition and food, if it is not for Wang Qigou's family. , At this time, they are still willing to borrow it, I am afraid that their village is not much better now.

But how big is the cellar of Wang Qigou's house?Now there are so many disaster victims, how can they afford to support them?
So soon he gathered the village names to block more and more victims at the entrance of the village. After all, if there were too many of these people, the order in the village would be chaotic. Yes, then these villagers are in danger.

At the same time, the village head sent people to the town and the city to see what the court said. When the drought was severe, didn't they say that there was food for relief?Why hasn't the grain arrived after so long?When will it arrive?

However, more and more villagers came from outside the village, and the village head was also uncertain. What he was worried about happened that day. Some victims gathered and took out the sweet potato fields that the two families in his village had just planted. The chickens and ducks of several families were also found missing the next morning. Needless to say, they must have stolen them and ate them.

This incident was about to turn into a terrible weapon fight. The village head had already foreseen this terrible unfolding in his heart, but he didn't expect Wang Qigou to stand up at this time:

"I am willing to bring out food for them to eat!"

The village chief felt that Wang Qigou was his savior, no, the savior of their village. He really didn't expect that he would have such a big heart. He was a real man!
The reason why Wang Qigou did this was because after hearing Zuo Xiaole's words, he felt that it was very reasonable, and he decided after two or three days of consideration.

Zuo Xiaole said: "The Wang family has been farming for generations, and if they want to jump up to a higher level, they will have to have a scholar in the family and become a Jinshi, or they can make the business a boom. But in the short term, these will It's unrealistic. But there is an opportunity right now that can change the Wang family in one fell swoop. Are you willing to listen?"

These days, because Zuo Xiaole's decisions have brought a lot of benefits and good changes to their family, Wang Qigou has vaguely regarded Zuo Xiaole's words as the most correct decision in his heart, so he clicked Nod to let her go on.

"Set up a personality for yourself"

"Set up a person? What does this mean?"

"It is to let others think what kind of person you are, such as the village head, everyone thinks that the village head is knowledgeable and reliable, and they will go to him to discuss anything, like Uncle Wang Zhong, everyone thinks that he is honest, responsible, and trustworthy. If you are willing to ask him for help in everything, this is a human design."

Wang Qigou seemed to understand, and nodded, thinking about what kind of personality he is in the eyes of everyone?Unexpectedly, he asked Zuo Xiaole again, "What kind of character do you think I should set up?"

"Kindness, righteousness, what do you think of the image of sacrificing the small self to achieve the big self in front of the big right and wrong?"

"Sacrifice?" Wang Qigou's scalp went numb, why did he sacrifice?

"It's just an image, not for you to really sacrifice."

Wang Qigou nodded half-understood, as long as there is no need to sacrifice.

"So what should I do?"

"Gorge for the people"

"Ah? No, no, no, no." Wang Qigou said three times in a row, and then continued: "There is a famine everywhere now, and the court doesn't know when the relief will come. What if I take the rice to give out the porridge?" , What do you eat at home? Are you starving to death? What a ghost! "

"Don't say anything else, let me just ask, how many people in the village do you think don't know that you have extra rice?"

Wang Qigou frowned. He didn't hide from anyone when he bought rice, sold grain, and collected sweet potato leaves. Many people in the village should know about it, but he didn't know what Zuo Xiaole was going to say. He looked at her inexplicably nervously, waiting for her to say more.

"Do you know that there are many people who have rice?" Zuo Xiaole asked flatly, and then said: "It's just that it's not the time to be hungry, but if that time really comes, do you think that with the few of us, Can you keep those grains?"

"Why can't you keep it? Who dares to grab it?!" Wang Qigou angrily said.

"So what if someone comes and robs you?" Zuo Xiaole asked with a half-smile.

"Then, then I'll beat him back with a stick!"

"You can handle one or two people, we can handle three or four people, but what about ten people? What about twenty people? Now there are 300 people outside the village. Can we really handle it?" Zuo Xiaole asked.

Wang Qigou's eyes widened. He thought about the scene. Could it be that he really wanted to kill his family because of the food?He couldn't help shivering and stopped talking.

After that, he made a decision to give porridge to the people, but he first made it clear to the refugees that although his family had food, it was not much, so he could only give porridge twice a day, and the porridge would definitely not be special. It's thick, but you can get an extra sweet potato in the afternoon of the next day. They have more sweet potatoes.

It’s not easy for everyone to escape. It’s not easy to be alive. Now I’m very grateful to have a mouthful of porridge. I didn’t expect there to be sweet potatoes. You know, these foods can save many people.

But Wang Qigou also explained that if you want porridge, everyone can no longer touch the things in the village, and you can't dig the sweet potatoes in the ground. If you can't do it, you have to do it, and if you are caught, you will drive him away. Everyone supervises each other.

What he said is reasonable, so naturally no one will refute it, and because Wang Qigou opened a warehouse to help the people, many people knelt down and kowtowed to him, saying that he is a living Bodhisattva who saves the suffering, if this disaster can leave alive, they will come back There must be a Longevity Shrine for him at home.

This gave Wang Qigou a feeling of elation in his heart. This feeling made up for the bleeding pain in his heart every day when he saw his own food being hauled away for everyone to eat.

Later, because people ate all the sweet potatoes, the pigs of the Wang family had nothing to eat. In addition to heartache, Wang Qigou and the others directly slaughtered the three pigs they bought at the beginning of the year, and then cooked the pigs into several pots The pig-killing dishes are here to share with everyone.

The villagers who came to the village to flee may have never imagined that in the face of this disaster, when they were not even able to eat enough to eat, they actually had a meal of pork, which was rare in previous years.

Even if the pigs were killed, they couldn't eat them all. With everyone's help, Wang Qigou made all the meat into dried meat, and then cooked a pot of broth for everyone every three days.

But what they didn't expect was that on the second day after they killed the pigs, there would always be piles of pigweed in his courtyard for no apparent reason. It turned out that the refugees knew that he had given away all the food. They went to eat and killed all the pigs, so in order to make up for this, they took the initiative to help their family cut pig grass.

This made Zhang Juhua also feel the benefits of helping everyone, so that her daily work did not have to be so arduous.As for Zuo Xiaole and Wang Xi, they became everyone's doctors.

And after the matter of the Wang family's porridge was gradually smoothed out, it was heard that there seemed to be a plague outbreak outside the county seat.A few days ago, many refugees flooded into the city, but because there was really nothing to eat, many people died.

But there was not much food left in the government, and being able to accept some refugees was already a sign of mercy, so the city gates had been closed for several days. People outside dug up bark, grass roots, and ate a lot, but there were still many people. Was starved to death.

In this weather, it is extremely hot and rain-soaked, making it most likely to breed diseases. The dead people were not properly treated, so it is normal for diseases to spread. The drought and floods were followed by the plague, which caught people completely unprepared, so the government hurriedly posted a message I'm calling a doctor, and I hope this disease can be brought under control as soon as possible.

When Wang Xi heard this, he was eager to give it a try. He felt that he had learned a lot and gained a lot of practical experience. It should not be a problem to go into battle, so he thought that it would be good to be able to help if he was recruited by the government.

But his idea was directly opposed by Wang Qigou and Zhang Juhua, where is that?What is plague?He has only studied medicine for a few days?Can those who can cure some headaches, brain heat and wind and cold be able to cure the plague?What's the difference between this and going straight to death?can not go!Absolutely not to go!

However, Wang Qigou and the others were not able to stop Wang Xi. The next day, he packed his luggage and packed the herbs that he had pulled out and dried. He found a few refugees who were already familiar with him and asked them to help cover him. slipped away.

Zuo Xiaole naturally knew that he would have such a plan. As soon as he left, Zuo Xiaole followed up with food on his back. After all, this kid is still too young to go to the city on foot with so many things on his back , how silly.

So when Wang Xi walked away with parched mouth and dizzy eyes, he saw Wang Zhong and his more and more handsome master driving the ox cart.

"master--"

Wang Xi was overjoyed.

"Still in the car?" Zuo Xiaole held a piece of dog's tail grass in his mouth, and didn't show any intention of stopping Wang Zhong.

"Hey...continue!" He threw the medicinal herbs on his back onto the bullock cart, and jumped on it as if resurrected on the spot.

The bullock cart wandered into the city, and a straw shed nearly three miles away was built outside the city gate, mainly built by the people who fled. But now because of the outbreak of the plague, someone from the county government has taken over here They were all under control, and everyone seemed to be in order, but in fact the plague situation was worse than Zuo Xiaole and the others thought.

"...Are you okay? You are still children, right? Don't make trouble here, go home quickly!" In the place where the government interviewed doctors, an interviewer looked Zuo Xiaole and Wang Xi up and down several times, He finally sighed, although there are not many doctors to help him now, but he can't let the two children make up the numbers because of this, isn't it harmful to them?
"We can do it, my lord, trust us, we are in our hometown..." Wang Xi tried hard to explain that he wanted him to trust him, but before he finished speaking, Zuo Xiaole interrupted him by tugging on his sleeve.

Wang Xi looked at Zuo Xiaole and saw Zuo Xiaole stepping forward and asking for pen, ink, paper and inkstone, "You should give these points I wrote to your county magistrate and ask him to find someone to take a look at it. If it is feasible, then If you do it, you may be able to save more people.”

Zuo Xiaole has the blessing of art and theory skills, and the words he writes are more beautiful than those printed by the yamen. Looking at Zuo Xiaole, although he is only twelve or thirteen years old and wearing very ordinary clothes, he is full of But he has an indescribable bearing, and he speaks calmly.

The yacha thought, could this be a lady from a rich family or something?Not to mention being able to write, but the writing is so beautiful. These days, if there is no mine at home, which girl can write?

So... Maybe her family has some specialties, such as medical skills, so the two of them have learned since childhood, and their medical skills are also very good?

How about he show this list to the county magistrate?Anyway, he understood what was written.

(End of this chapter)