You Can't Be Fierce Towards Me!

The carriage slowly drove into the city gate of Changliu County. Except for the soldiers guarding the city, the streets were empty, and there were flying locusts everywhere in the air. Some fell on the ground, and some fell on the surrounding buildings. When the time passes, a cloud of migratory locusts is startled.

Fu Huang lifted the car curtain a little, and looked at the desolate streets through the gap. Outside Changliu County, the conditions of the large farmland they passed were more severe than those in the city. Although it would not block out the sky, swarms of locusts flew , The carriages passing by did not even dare to open the curtains.

The situation in the city is better than outside the city. It may be that there are few edible plants, and only a small part of them are stranded. The coachman wears a bamboo hat to cover his head and face, and drives the carriage slowly to the rice shop of Fujia.

The driver got out of the car and knocked on the door, and a moment later a man also wearing a bamboo hat came over and opened the door.

There was a vigilant look on his face, "Who?"

"It's my boss." The coachman pointed sideways at the carriage behind him, and Fu Huang lifted the curtain to reveal his face.

The person who opened the door was Manager Wang of the rice shop. He had met Fu Tian before, and when he saw him, he hurriedly opened the side door next to the rice shop and welcomed the carriage in.

The carriage drove into the yard, and Fu Tian and the other three came down.

The courtyard should have also been covered with flowers and trees, but now it is bare, not even a leaf left.

Steward Wang took five bamboo hats and handed them to them, and said, "The three of you should take them first, these locusts are not afraid of people, they are easy to bump into."

Fu Tian took the hat and took it on, and asked about the situation in Changliu County along the way.

"Why are there so many locusts here? Even in the city, don't the local officials care?"

It stands to reason that even if it is a locust plague, if the local officials can manage and rescue the disaster in time, it will not be so serious that they usually have to cover their heads and faces even when they go out.

"Why don't you care about it!" The steward was very angry and anxious when talking about this matter, "The county guard originally lined up to catch the locusts quickly, but there were so many, how could they catch them all? The lord originally posted a notice calling on the people to catch the locusts together , but some people listen to the demon monk's slander, saying that this is a punishment from God..."

Having said this, the steward's voice was obviously quieter. He looked around, then lowered his voice and continued: "Speaking of this heavenly punishment, the Holy One must confess to the heavens before it can be appeased..."

He looked a little weak after he finished speaking, looked at the other people behind him, and explained: "I don't believe this. After the Holy Majesty ascended the throne for the country and the people, how could there be heavenly punishment... But these common people were bewitched by the demon monks. Believe it or not."

Even because of this, they became hostile to the sheriff's mansion. After their number gradually increased, people would often throw filth at the gate of the sheriff's mansion at night. The people who went out seldom went out, tried to avoid conflicts, and waited for someone from Qingyang to come to support them.

That's why the control of the locust plague has been delayed.

At this time, the Qin official who had been silent all this time said, "I want to find a chance to meet the county guard first."

Fu Tian nodded, "Where are those monks?"

"In the east of the city, there are a lot of disaster victims gathered there. They usually open an altar in the east of the city to give lectures and give out porridge and rice."

"Then we can just go and have a look." Wei Yang looked unhappy, "I will meet these 'eminent monks'."

The steward was a little hesitant when he heard the words, "These monster monks have many believers, and it seems that they have established a 'Pudu Temple'. It's better not to put yourself in danger."

Fu Tian shook his head to stop him, "Find someone to show us the way, let's change our clothes and go over to have a look."

It's still early in the day, and there's no reason why no one will notice when the carriage enters the city.

Since you can't hide your whereabouts, why not pretend to be believers and meet them for a while.

Seeing that they couldn't stop them, the steward could only tremblingly call the waiter from the rice shop, and prepared a more ordinary robe for the three of them. The three of them cleaned up again, pretended to be ordinary businessmen, and swaggered towards the east of the city.

As the steward said, there were indeed many disaster victims gathered in the east of the city. Some came from other places and hid in the east of the city for refuge when they were homeless.

After the locust plague broke out, the price of rice in Changliu County soared to the point where ordinary people could not afford it. The people who had no food in their families had to sell their only house for money. The money can only be exchanged for a little rice, and I carefully save it for a while, but it is over.

In the end, they could only live in the east of the city.

Fu Tian looked at the victims sitting against the wall, their expressions were numb and desperate. When they saw Fu Tian and the other three, their eyes moved, and they quickly looked away in disappointment.

Fu Huang and the others passed just in time for the evening lecture. The three of them were walking, and suddenly there was a commotion around them. The victims who were originally numb suddenly became excited, their eyes sparkled, and they gathered in the same direction.

The three of them followed them, and saw the victims gathered in front of a house. The house was a bit dilapidated, but the plaque on the door was new, with the words "Pudu Temple" written on it.

This was originally an ordinary house, but it was changed into a nondescript temple by monks. With the victims kneeling in front of the door, it seemed funny and ironic.

The gate of the house opened, and two monks in gray robes clasped their hands together, "I invite Master Purdue."

The victims put their palms together and said in unison, "Master Purdue, please."

Only then did Master Purdue slowly appear from behind the door.

He was wearing a red and yellow cassock, with a string of Buddhist beads twisted in his left hand. He had a benevolent brow and kind eyes, but he did have the appearance of an eminent monk.

If Fu Tian and the others knew the rumors in advance or flowed from here, they would probably believe them.

After Master Purdue came out, his eyes fell on them, and then he nodded with a smile, and then sat down cross-legged and began to lecture.

This group of fake monks pretended to be quite similar, but it was a pity that they revealed their secrets as soon as they opened their mouths.

Master Purdue’s so-called lectures are not explanations of the scriptures, but he repeatedly chanted such words as: "God has the virtue of good life", "Will never punish the people", "If there is a grievance, the debtor has the owner" and so on.

Fu Tian summed it up, roughly meaning that this is God's punishment for the emperor's unkindness, and the people are innocent, so I pray that God will not be angry.

The three of them couldn't laugh or cry, but these victims seemed to believe it very much. They knelt on the ground, folded their hands and listened devoutly. It seemed that as long as they did this, they could really get rid of the disaster.

Waiting patiently for the end of the lecture, these disaster victims seemed to have accomplished something extremely important, and even their expressions of despair changed a little bit.

Master Pudu did not go back, but slowly walked towards the three of them, "Amitabha, the three benefactors are also here to listen to the old monk's teaching?"

Wei Yang smiled and spoke first, "We heard that there is a Master Purdue in Changliu County who can save all sentient beings, so we rushed over to have a look."

Master Purdue smiled, but his eyes flickered and hesitated, "How many of you have seen it, what do you think?"

"Seeing is better than hearing a hundred times. Master Purdue is well-deserved." Fu Tian continued without changing his expression.

Sure enough, Master Purdu looked much better, "The benefactor appreciates the reward, I just want to do something for these victims."

Wei Yang pretended to be surprised, "The three of us came here because we wanted to do something for the disaster victims in Changliu County, but we coincided with Master."

"Yes," Fu Tian continued, "The three of us also believe in Buddhism on weekdays. We just heard that the master is here, so we wanted to do our part."

Master Pudu was a little flustered by their singing and praise, and the smile on his face could not be restrained, "I don't know how the benefactor wants to help the victims?"

Fu Tian hesitated, "We are all ordinary people. We originally prepared a sum of money to donate to the victims of the disaster..."

Master Pudu smiled even bigger, but he continued: "But after listening to the master's lecture, I feel that what these disaster victims need most is not money, but also to help them get out of the shadow of natural disasters and regain hope."

Master Pudu's face froze for a moment, "That's true, but these disaster victims can't even get enough food now..."

Wei Yang asked in surprise, "Didn't the master give out porridge and rice every day?"

Master Pudu's smile faded, and he secretly thought of a reason to prevaricate them.

In the beginning, in order to deceive the believers, they gave alms, but later they seldom gave alms.It is claimed that the food stored in Pudu Temple has also been exhausted, and even the food and clothing of the master is a problem.

Only in this way can many believers be deceived into donating sesame oil money.

Now facing three strangers, who look rich in their clothes, he was a little bit reluctant to part with the three fat sheep, so he sighed hypocritically: "It's ashamed to say that the food in the temple has also been exhausted, and it has been a long time since the porridge was given out. gone."

He originally thought that it would be logical for the three of them to donate some sesame oil money, but Fu Tian sighed and said: "Under natural disasters, it is not easy for Master, why don't the three of us brothers donate porridge and rice on our behalf in the future."

What Fu Tian said was sincere, and with a worried look, he immediately choked on Master Purdue's words.

He paused before saying: "On behalf of the disaster victims, I would like to thank the three benefactors for their kindness."

Fu Tian smiled and waved his hands, saying it should be.After dealing with him for a while, he left on the grounds that it was getting late and he would come to listen to the master's lecture tomorrow.

Back at Mipu, Wei Yang asked, "What do you think?"

Fu Tian said: "It seems that they are trying to make money."

The official Qin also agreed, "The rumors should have spread from here, but somehow they got out of shape and became the version they heard later."

Wei Yang said: "Although these fake monks only want to make money, they have indeed gathered a lot of loyal believers. Have you seen the eyes of those disaster victims?"

The two nodded. Those victims only felt a little fanaticism when they were listening to the lectures. If they rashly exposed the identities of these fake monks, it might be counterproductive. Not only did the victims not believe it, but they thought it was government persecution.

Wei Yang said: "It's much better than the worst situation we guessed. It's much easier just to make money." What they are most afraid of is that someone will plot to destroy the country and use natural disasters to confuse the people.

"Then shall we go tomorrow?"

Fu Tian said: "Since I said that I want to donate porridge and rice on my behalf, it is unreasonable not to go tomorrow, and this is also a good opportunity to take the opportunity to get close to the victims."

Wei Yang had the same idea as him, and the two hit it off immediately, Wei Yang turned to ask Qin officials, "What do you think?"

Qin official nodded, "It is possible."

So Fu Huang called the steward again and asked him to prepare the rice for tomorrow.