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In the middle of the night, the little sister was shivering in his arms, hugging Zhao Han tightly to keep warm.

Zhao Han was also woken up by the cold, and he couldn't help cursing: "This ghost weather, there is no way for the poor to survive!"

It was only the beginning of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, and a cold wave suddenly hit.

Zhao Han never dared to wear the two children's silk clothes he had snatched from Hou Ye's house.At this moment, he couldn't care less, and quickly let the little sister put on the cold protection.

But still cold!

The two brothers and sisters had to hug each other and huddled under the eaves until dawn.

Tianjin can't stay any longer. The temperature difference between day and night is already big. If you don't move south, you will definitely be frozen after autumn.

Not caring about making money with books, Zhao Han immediately prepared food.

I bought some dry food, a few kilograms of miscellaneous grains, and a little low-quality salt, and the two brothers and sisters left the city together the next day.

……

Tianjin North Wharf is located in the northeast of the city.

In the southeast of Tianjin City, there is also a South Wharf.

Although the South Wharf is not as prosperous as the North Wharf, it has a "Ji Chong" (the highest level) post station - Yang Qingshui Post.

A few decades ago, Yangqingshuiyi was in Yangliuqing Town, further south, and was maintained by the financial appropriation of Jinghai County.

There are too many officials passing through the inn. No matter whether they have official business or not, they all show their official cards to eat and live for free, and they have to serve them with good wine and good food.

Just a post station, it has become the largest fixed financial expenditure in Jinghai County.

As a result, Jinghai County quit the job, but the Jichong-level post could not be abolished, so the court had to move Yang Qingshui Post to Tianjin.

Tianjin is rich and prosperous, and a post station can still afford it.

Zhao Han planned to take the South Pier and go south along the canal.

Who knew that after crossing the moat, I found that soldiers were stationed everywhere from Yang Qingshui Station, all the way to the South Pier, and then extended to the residential areas outside the city.

After several days of heavy rain, the water level of the canal has recovered, and the temporary wooden bridge has also been demolished.

However, the hungry people in the west and south of the city seemed to be accumulating more and more, and there was only one moat blocking them.

After the rains, many hungry people actually chose to return to their hometowns and borrowed usury to buy seeds to replant food.But when they returned to the place of their household registration, what they encountered was the government urging them to pay their taxes quickly, so they could only choose to go back to Tianjin to avoid the grain collection officials.

The Xia Liangtian Fu must be settled before September, and the officials of Northern Zhili are eager to rush, and the state and county officials can only bite the bullet.

In the south and west of Tianjin City, more than 5 hungry people have now gathered, and Tianjin officials are so frightened that they quickly send troops to build a defense line.

No one was allowed in or out, and the brothers and sisters were temporarily blocked from their way.

After a few days, the hungry people could not cross the line of defense and began to disperse in groups.

Some of them chose to leave and go to the village of Shino to beg for a living.

Some of them choose to die. As long as it is delayed until September, after the summer grain collection period has passed, they will not be afraid of the government after returning to their hometown, and the arrears of taxes will also become "book money".In another two or three years, in order to facilitate the collection of new taxes for the coming year, the emperor will decree to "eradicate the fu."

The last part of the victims, who were indeed too hungry to move, lay flat and waited to die outside the city of Tianjin.

Gradually, the vigilance began to relax, the outside could not come in, but the inside could go out.

Standing by the moat, Zhao Han looked at the situation of the victims on the opposite side, and felt that he should be able to pass smoothly.

Those victims were unorganized, they pitched a tent in the east and a shack in the west, and most of them lived in the open air.If you encounter danger, you only need to kill and stand up, kill one or two, and the rest will choose to back down.

Zhao Han took off the rags that wrapped the spear's tip, held the spear in one hand and his sister in the other, and walked across the bridge with the luggage on his back.

About a few hundred steps forward, Zhao Han was carrying his belongings, and his luggage was still bulging. Dozens of hungry people came up one after another.

"Little sister, take the second brother's clothes, and don't go far behind." Zhao Han urged.

Zhao Zhenfang was a little frightened, and quickly grabbed the hem of her clothes, and followed step by step.

Zhao Han marched forward with a spear, ready to kill anyone at any time, this chaotic world could not tolerate any kindness of women.

With the experience of the past few days, Zhao Han has already adapted.

This is the end of the Ming Dynasty, not the peaceful China of the 21st century!

The two brothers and sisters walked among the hungry people, and countless numb or greedy eyes were cast, and he returned with a fierce look.

It's a pity that no matter how vicious the child behaves, there is no adult to protect him after all.

A slightly sturdy starving man walked up to them first and asked in a wicked way, "Did you guys have anything to eat when you came out of the city?"

"No." Zhao Han replied expressionlessly.

The hungry man said, "I don't believe it, open the burden and see."

Zhao Han sneered: "Come closer and I'll show you."

The starving man stepped forward immediately, not taking Zhao Han seriously at all.

A bamboo pole, tied with half a pair of scissors, and a child holding it in his hand, what kind of threat could it be?

As they got closer to each other, Zhao Han suddenly stabbed with a spear.

Zhao Han had never practiced traditional martial arts, so he didn't know how to use a spear, but he was very good at bayonet skills.

At this moment, the other party did not react, and the scissors at the front of the bamboo spear accurately pierced the throat.

Blood gushed out, the target fell to the ground with a bang, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

After eating and recuperating for more than half a month, although his strength was still low, Zhao Han's speed was faster than before.

There were exclamations from all around, and the hungry people, who were staring at them, quickly avoided Zhao Han, the little god of plague.

The brothers and sisters stepped forward, and no one dared to stop them.

Zhao Zhenfang lowered her head to look at the wound of the deceased, the blood dripping made her quite frightened, and her little hand dragged her second brother's clothes forward.

As they walked, three more hungry people blocked their way.

Zhao Han sneered and showed his weapon. The scissors at the front of the bamboo spear were still dripping blood, forming a confrontation with the three.

"Brother, the idea is tricky, there is no need to work hard." A hungry man advised.

The starving people called "Big Brother" grinned at Zhao Han, but finally got out of the way.

Just like tigers and leopards, they will choose to change their targets whenever there is a possibility of injury.

When the Zhao Han brothers and sisters were far away, the "big brother" thought more and more and felt more aggrieved, and said, "I can't live this day. I was bullied by officers and soldiers, not to mention, and now I am being bullied by a child. We have no money to pay for summer food when we return to our hometown. I'm going to starve to death here, and I'll just team up and make a big vote!"

"Just the three of us?"

"Where are there only three? Thousands of thousands!"

……

Another day.

One master and one servant came out of Tianjin city.

The owner is a scholar named Fei Yinghuan, about 40 years old.Dressed in a Confucian shirt, with a clear and beautiful beard, holding a folding fan and a long sword hanging from his waist.

The servant is quite robust, his real name is unknown, and his pseudonym is Wei Jianxiong.He has a big shoulder and a round waist, bearded beard, carries a bookcase, and has a wrought iron bar across his waist.

The two stepped across the moat, and the moment they crossed the bridge, they immediately became serious.

Fei Yinghuan put away the folding fan, pulled out the scribe's sword, and proceeded calmly.

Wei Jianxiong picked up the wrought iron rod and glanced at the hungry people around him. As far as his eyes could see, those with ulterior motives bowed their heads.

After passing through the famine area, Fei Yinghuan finally retracted his sword and sheathed it, turned to look back at the starving people everywhere, and sighed with sympathy: "In prosperity, the people suffer; in death, the people suffer. Alas, the ancients did not deceive me."

Although Wei Jianxiong was a servant, he was rude and reminded: "Young Master, now is not the time to be merciful. We have exhausted our troubles, and we have to go to Jinghai County to visit friends and borrow money, otherwise we will have to beg for food and return to Yanshan. It's not peaceful, everything has to be careful."

"I know, it's really bad luck!" Fei Yinghuan looked helpless.

Originally, he went to Beijing for a test, but he was not only famous but also stranded in Tianjin when he returned to his hometown.Inexplicably, he suffered a serious illness, and all his money was used to seek medical treatment and medicine, so that he didn't even have the money to hire a boat.

After Fei Yinghuan was famous, he was not as rich as Zhao Han.

The two robust victims stared at their distant backs and began to whisper:

"Big brother, just let people go? They must have money on them."

"It's important to do something big! Brother Zhang, Brother Zhao, Brother Chen, are they ready?"

"It's all ready."

"Remember, you are not allowed to call your real name and surname in the future, so as not to be dug by the court one day. My name is Tapotian!"

"I know, I'll be called Zhenshan Ring in the future."

"After the uprising, Beizhili can't stay, so let's go all the way to Shandong. First grab Yangliuqing Town, let everyone have a meal, and then go to Jinghai County. It's dry, there's not much food, and Shandong eats more."

"But I heard that Shandong also suffered a disaster last year."

"Then go to Henan."

"There was a drought in Henan the year before last and a flood in the year before, and many victims went to our village to beg for food."

"Shut up, so much nonsense, anyway, when the time comes, you will have a place to go!"

"..."

Two miles away from the southern moat, several large tanks have already been erected, and some people shouted among the hungry people: "You have broken the talent for meat, and you are going to eat meat!"

When there is a famine for many days, what meat is there to eat?

The hungry people had already guessed the truth, but they were on the verge of starvation and could not care so much.There are even a lot of hungry people who eat meat secretly, but they don't show it on the surface.

After half a day, the meat soup is over.

Tapotian selected [-] strong men, and brought hundreds of strong men's family members to the south.

The so-called strong men are just people who can pick up sticks and work hard, and the remaining hungry people have long been too hungry to walk.They hold all kinds of "weapons" in their hands, which are used for robbery at critical times, and can be used as crutches during the march.

Without crutches, these people have difficulty walking.

Zhao Han had already flapped his butterfly wings. In the first year of Chongzhen's Northern Zhili, there was an inexplicable bandit leader named Ta Potian.

Chapter 007 [Changes]

Whether it's a film or a novel, or reading a novel, Zhao Han will feel an inexplicable embarrassment when he sees the protagonist pointing at the sky and shouting "Thief God" exhaustingly.

However, he now wants to scold himself - the thief God of his X!

日, entering, and straight, a meaning, was common throughout the Ming Dynasty.

"Straight mother thief" seems classical and elegant, but in fact these three words are very dirty, a hundred times more disgusting than "Japanese mother", appearing in CCTV dramas is pure nonsense.That's right, it's the TV series "Water Margin"!

Sun, moon, that's the saying.

Sun, lunar, this is the scientific name.

After the popularity of the word "日", "Sun" sounds like a curse, and even forced "Sun" because of this, making the scientific name gradually become a folk saying.

So, why does Zhao Han want Sun God's mother?

Because he was disgusted by the thief God!

Encountering a cold snap in Tianjin, Zhao Han spent a lot of money to buy a few feet of cotton cloth, and the two brothers and sisters wrapped themselves in the cold at night.Unexpectedly, after leaving Tianjin, only a few miles away, the weather suddenly turned from cloudy to sunny, making him and his little sister almost heatstroke.

Unbearably hot.

On the way, I had to stop to rest and find a shaded place to avoid the sun.

On the first day of going south, I only walked less than [-] miles, and most of the time I spent the rest of the day to hide from the sun.

We arrived at Yangliuqing Town in the evening, which was very prosperous decades ago.But as Yang Qingshuiyi moved away, the town gradually declined and no longer was as lively as it used to be.

There are hungry people here too!

As the first big town south of Tianjin, it is naturally a good place to escape from famine and beg for food.At this time, there were probably hundreds of hungry people who turned into beggars and gathered in and outside the town to beg.

All the shops in the town chose to close their doors for fear of being robbed by hungry people.

On the edge of the canal outside the town, there is an abandoned Temple of Heavenly Concubine.

Mazu is not only the god of the sea, but also the patron saint of water transport, and has the official endorsement of the Ming court.Yangliuqing Town was prosperous due to water transportation, and raised funds to build the Temple of Heavenly Concubine, but now there is no incense.

The brothers and sisters planned to spend the night at the Tianfei Temple, but before they entered the temple gate, they saw a dense crowd of hungry people lying inside.

"I can't live here." Zhao Han pulled his little sister, turned around and continued walking along the canal.