I, above the court, angrily rebuked the faint king

It is difficult for them to defend the city, but it is not difficult at the same time.

As long as they are willing to stay for four or five days, it is not difficult.

However, before the Great Song Dynasty invaded the Xuanjia Cangyun Army, they recruited troops here, making this important town live up to its prosperity in the past, and now it is even more unarmed.

All the defenders of the Great Song Dynasty are in Tokyo.

Even if they want to stick to it, they can't do it.

The moment the army approached, the gates of the city opened and surrendered voluntarily. With tears in his eyes, the eunuch ordered people to open the gates. Facing Changsun Wangqing regardless of his own safety, he only said: "General Changsun, you were also from the Song Dynasty. We Now that you voluntarily surrender, you must not spoil the people in the city."

It is not difficult to see from a few words that this is a good official.

Changsun Wangqing immediately nodded and said: "Don't worry, the prefect, we only want to overthrow the Song Dynasty regime, and we will never do that animal thing."

The eldest grandson, Wangqing, is a womanizer, and what she says carries weight and is easier to be believed.

More importantly, Changsun Wangqing put the prefect's heart in his stomach from the very beginning.

He didn't let the soldiers follow him into the city, for such a large army.The common people would definitely be affected. In order to prevent this from happening, Changsun Wangqing didn't let them in, and walked towards the city with only a few entourages.

Kuji also followed, saying that he wanted to see if Zhengzhou was lying to him.

Zhengzhou naturally has no scruples about this.

At the beginning, no one in the entire territory of the Great Song Dynasty understood the form of the Great Song Dynasty better than Zheng Linyuan.

In the debate at Cangyun Castle that day, every sentence was the real situation that happened in the territory of the Song Dynasty, and there was absolutely no nonsense.

After entering the city, seeing that the streets were empty and not as prosperous as before, Changsun Wangqing asked, "Where have all the people gone?"

The prefect said: "I knew that the war was coming, and I couldn't bear to let them be massacred by the rebels, so I let some women and children move into the mountains, leaving only the men to do their last struggle in the prefect's mansion."

The eldest grandson Wangqing nodded: "If every city in the Great Song Dynasty had a prefect like you, why worry about the country's decline."

"You are a good official. Even if Song Dynasty falls and is replaced, you can still be the prefect of this place until you don't want to."

The prefect had tears in his eyes: "Thank you, General Changsun."

Zheng Zhou was listening on the side, looking at the eunuch with complicated eyes.

At the time of decline, there were very few good ministers and good officials. Many people would break their pots and disappear after making a fortune.

It is possible for a situation like this prefect to still fulfill his duties in troubled times, but the probability is extremely low.

Until the troubled times, knowing that his life might be endangered, he did not lose his faith. This is the good official that Song Dynasty needs most.

It is not too much to pay such a high respect to this kind of person.

Kuji followed and heard what the prefect said, thinking that this was the case everywhere in the Song Dynasty. He thought he was being deceived, so he glanced at Zhengzhou, and then asked the prefect, "Sir, do you know how the people in the city live?"

The prefect was surprised that there was a bald-headed novice monk in Xuanjia Cangyun's army, but he quickly adjusted back and said with a wry smile: "Originally, I could be self-sufficient, but after the tax increase, the people's life is hard, but they can live on."

"Later, His Majesty sent a large army to attack the northwest. After the army passed by, they took away the few grains stored in the granary and all the armaments. Under this circumstance, there is no phenomenon of cannibalism, but there are still many people who starve to death."

Ku Ji nodded, clasped his hands together: "I didn't intend to touch the sad things of Mr., please forgive me."

The prefect waved his hand: "It's okay, looking at the whole world, the situation in our city is already the best, and I will try my best, but it's just that those children are suffering, I don't know how many of them will survive this year."

Changsun Wangqing's eyes were firm after hearing this, but he didn't say anything.

The same is true for Zhengzhou.

Only Kuji seemed a little anxious.

He grabbed Zheng Zhou's shirt, went to a place where there was no one and asked, "We have brought so much dry food this time, why can't we share some with them? Even if it's only for a month."

As Kuji said with his own eyes, tens of thousands of people were required to escort the grain carts. According to Changsun Wangqing himself, their armaments are now enough to march for several months without worrying about food. This is all the accumulation of Xuanjia Cangyun Army over the years.

Zhengzhou guessed what Ku Ji was going to say, this child did have a compassionate heart, but it was too rampant, and seemed a bit stupid.

"I can't give it." Zhengzhou said.

"Why?" Ku Ji asked.

He felt that Zhengzhou was a bit too cruel, didn't he want to give everyone hope?Now is the best opportunity.

Zheng Zhou said: "This is only the first city, there will be many more in the future, the situation will only be worse than here, not better."

"If every city gives them a month's supply of grain. What else will we eat? What will we drink?"

"Is the war still going on?"

"So this precedent cannot be set, and it cannot be done anyway."

Ku Ji understood what he meant, but was still burning with anxiety: "Then you can't just watch them die."

Zhengzhou turned around to look at the yellow and thin prefect. In Zhengzhou's heart, the image of this man fit perfectly with the well-known loyal minister of Ming Dynasty, Hai Rui.

These people never need any hope and live down-to-earth, but if they see or encounter hope, they will cherish it like a treasure.

"I have a solution." Zhengzhou said.

When the bitterness was puzzled, Zhengzhou had already left, and used the secret treasure of Yantianzong to communicate with Ming Changhong in Yantianzong.

After the two communicated, Zhengzhou felt relieved and came to Kuji's side: "Teaching people how to fish is worse than giving them fish. If you want them to live, it's not enough to just give them food. You have to give them a chance."

Ku Ji didn't understand: "What is Bentou?"

Zheng Zhou said: "Bentou is just a reason for us to live. It can be a promise, or it can be a child waiting to be fed. It is the last sweetness in a cruel world."

Chapter 155 What will happen if Xianzong becomes the orthodox world?

Kuji was thoughtful, he seemed to understand Zhengzhou's meaning, originally his idea of ​​saving someone was just thinking that if he could save this person's life, he would save everything.

Now he sees other possibilities in Zhengzhou.

The thickness of life is not because of life itself, but because of the meaning of life itself.

Zheng Zhou patted him on the shoulder and walked past him: "You still have a lot to learn."

Ku Ji clasped his hands together: "Thank you, Mr. Zheng, for clarifying my doubts."

At this moment, he actually came up with the idea that Zhengzhou might be able to become a Living Buddha if he was in the Western Heaven Region.

This kind of thinking may be disrespectful to his master.