Devil’s Advent

　　　　 The room with the window open, because there is no light, it still looks dark under the only slight moonlight.

　　 Blind man sat at the table. There were a lot of documents on the table, useful, useless, and a lot of them. He needed to sort out and sort them.

Suddenly,

　　 She trembled slightly,

　　 There was a solemn look on his face.

　　 A strong killing intent suddenly appeared from the back house. Although the control was very good, it was still sensed by the blind man Bei, who has the ability to detect mental power.

　　 However, in an instant, this killing intent was quickly annihilated and disappeared completely.

　　 For the first time, Blind Son North discerned who the master of the killing intent was.

　　 But he doesn't know whether this killing intent was caught by himself or deliberately... leaked to himself.

　　 also don’t know,

　　This killing intent,

　　 is to myself,

　　 still to his... old father.

　　...

　　...

　　 early morning,

　　 The first ray of decayed sunlight hit the house,

　　 Then,

　　 is to dress corruptly, wash corruptly, eat corruptly,

　　 Even when I walked out of the room and came to the yard,

　　 Zheng Fan can still smell the corruption that remains on his body.

　　 Today's teaching is about to begin. When I think of Liang Cheng's nails yesterday, I suddenly feel that my whole person is not good.

　　 "Ahie!"

　　 Zheng Fan sneezed, his eyes astringent.

　　 I sniffed, and felt a scorching smell in the air. Looking up, I could see the swirling ashes in the sky.

　　 Is this burning straw?

　　 Not to mention that the season is not right now, it is to be burned, and it is impossible to pile it up in the city to burn, right?

　　 Just in time, Zheng Fan saw Fangcao walking by with a cloth in his hand. When he stopped to salute himself, Zheng Fan asked:

　　 "What is burning outside?"

　　 Fangcao froze for a moment, then woke up and replied:

　　 "Back to the master, many families outside are burning paper money."

　　 "Ching Ming Festival is not this time either. Could it be your specific festival here?"

　　 In this world, at least in the East, the cultural customs are no different from the world where Zheng Fan lived before, but it doesn’t seem too strange to say that there is an extra festival similar to the Ching Ming Festival in a year.

　　 "No, the lord, it was the civic husband who had been conscripted to transport the luggage last time and returned."

Zheng Fan opened his mouth, and the picture of the barbarian cavalry rushing into the barracks camp that night came to mind again. All this seemed to have happened yesterday, but in fact, it has been a while since the night attack ended. Up.

　　 "I'm back...how many are you back?"

　　 "It seems that there are only two or three hundred people, so starting this morning, many families in the city have started funerals."

　　 "Oh, um, all right, you can go to work."

　　 "Yes, master, please tell me something."

　　 Fangcao gave Zheng Fan a slight blessing, hugged things and left.

　　Zheng Fan breathed a sigh of relief. Last time, the Zhenbeihou Mansion recruited two to three thousand civilian husbands from Hutou City, and only one tenth of those who were able to return were returned;

　　 One can imagine how many families in Hutou City are treating funerals at this time.

Moreover, the pillars of the family have not come back. Even in modern times, the main economic pillar of a family is gone. It is not easy for the remaining woman to support a family, let alone the present. This environment is equivalent to the collapse of the sky in this home.

　　 "Lord?"

　　 Siniang's voice came from behind Zheng Fan.

　　 "Hoo... scared me."

　　 "The Nujia was abrupt, but the Nujia had just called the Lord several times. It was the Lord who was thinking about this in his heart, and I didn't hear it."

　　 "Well, I was really thinking about something just now."

　　 "Lord, are you fancy fragrant grass?" Si Niang asked suddenly.

　　 "Um...what?"

　　 Zheng Fan's brain circuit can't keep up with Si Niang's speed.

　　 "Yeah, didn't the lord just be stunned after seeing the fragrant grass, lord, if you want, Siniang will arrange for you tonight, let her wash herself in the blanket and wait for the lord."

　　 "Isn't she from Aming? I heard that she has a good relationship with Aming."

　　 "It's good, it's the enemy of killing my father."

　　 "Um..."

　　"Furthermore, Ah Ming won't care about these things. He is not interested in women. As long as you think about it, Fangcao himself would definitely be willing.

　　Nu’s family is very accurate. She is a master who wants to climb up. Give her a chance. She may be the next Wu Meiniang or Zhen Huan.

　　 In her heart, she may indeed be a little bit interested in Ah Ming, but Ah Ming has no feeling. She guessed that she successfully got on your bed in the future. After becoming the mistress, she loves and hates Ah Ming.

　　 At night, while trying to please the Lord, during the day, I will look dignified in front of Ah Ming and watch Ah Ming do his mother's ceremony.

　　 Then Xue San and the others said some rumors and whispers next to him, which happened to be in your ears, the Lord, therefore, the Lord had opinions on Ah Ming and specially sent Ah Ming to perform dangerous tasks;

　　Fragrant grass will be very wronged, will be very painful, will complain in front of you, and will gradually lose weight;

　　 But you are still determined to ignore her, and even secretly order the blind man to go and execute Fangcao.

　　 Then, on the day Blind Zibei started his hand, he used his mental power as a B-scan and found that Fangcao had..."

　　 "..." Zheng Fan.

　　 seemed to feel that she had said too much, Si Niang immediately waved her hand, and gently twitched her mouth, leaning forward:

　　 "The Nujia's mouth is broken, no wonder the Lord. The scenes in the harem drama are not all from this way, thinking about it makes the Nujia excited, oh ha ha ha..."

　　 Zheng Fan couldn't help but roll his eyes at Siniang.

　　道:

　　 "You think too much, I just learned that many families outside are treating funerals."

　　 "Oh, this matter, it's such a lord, you and Aming returned to the city late at night, and they came back directly after they were awarded official positions after performing meritorious service.

Those remaining civilian husbands seemed to be in charge of escorting the spoils after the Zhenbei Army destroyed the Sha Tuo Department. After everything was over, they were able to return. In addition, the Lord, you are all riding horses, so Only came back a few days earlier than them.

　　Also, the upper part of Tiger Head City actually controlled the news before. Although there are some gossips that many civilians died this time, as long as there is no definite news, everyone still holds a little luck and hope in their hearts.

　　 No, the ones who are left, that is, the survivors have returned, and the ones who have not returned..."

　　 "That's it." Zheng Fan nodded thoughtfully.

　　 "I guess, after a while, Tiger Head City will open its household registration and income again."

　　 "Open household registration?"

　　 Zheng Fan remembered that he and the people under his hands, in Hutou City, were people with household registration books, and they all belonged to the "Old Zheng Family" sequence.

　　"Yes, Lord, because of the Yan Kingdom system, local population and land, especially in border counties like Beifeng County, where the monarchy directly controls the population and land, are not as much controlled by those sects.

　　 This time, too many civilians have died. Tiger Head City should treat us like the last time, and attract a group of refugees to make a list, otherwise the taxation of future labor will not be guaranteed. "

Possibly, people in later generations have become accustomed to the state of state power mastering and intervening in everything, but in this world, especially in a system where monarchs such as the Yan Kingdom are more like clan leaders, they have to face the fact that they share this country with clan clan leaders. Embarrassing situation.

　　 This is the key to why Yan Guo clearly controls the Great Yan Iron Cavalry that has made the other three nations fearful, and at the same time has a good external environment where the desert barbarians are scattered, but still can't start a war for hegemony from north to south.

　　 These gate lords, their roots and years of existence, are even longer than the royal family of Yan Kingdom, and if Yan Kingdom does not exist one day, they may continue to stand firm.

In the ancient times of the world that Zheng Fan was familiar with, during the Five Husbands and China, the Jin Dynasty’s imperial courts were already embarking on a dingy eastward journey. If you sing for the Hu people, I will take the stage and ravage the Central Plains, but under Hu’s rule, there is still Many big gate lords, they still live their lives behind closed doors. The court wants to beat the Hu people. They don’t care. The court is beaten by the Hu people. They don’t care. On the contrary, if the Hu people want to rule a good place, they don’t care. With the help of the power of these celebrities, life can still be moisturized.

For Hutou City, there is a good thing here, that is, the land in Beifeng County is not fertile and there are not many fertile fields. Therefore, the demand for the population of the local powerhouses is not as large as that of the inland. At the same time, Hutou City is due to business reasons. Industry and commerce are well-developed, so every year, many refugees will gather here for a meal.

　　 There was no group of people, and another group of people were accepted. The mode of cutting leeks has not changed, but the food is too straightforward.

　　 "Lord."

　　 At this moment, Liang Cheng walked in through the front door.

　　 "What's wrong?" Zheng Fan asked.

　　 "Just a guard came to pass the news, let the Lord, you gather in the yamen before noon, saying that it was an order from the county magistrate."

　　 "Is something wrong?" Zheng Fan frowned slightly.

　　 Originally, the chubby enlistment gave him ten days of vacation, but now there are still a few days left.

　　 But the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. Zheng Fan could only change his clothes more seriously, and found out some identification documents and prepared them. Then, accompanied by Liang Cheng, the two rode to the gate of the county government.

　　 Liang Cheng naturally couldn't get in. Zheng Fan took out his identity document and checked it with the two guards before being led into the Yamen hall.

After 　　 came in, Zheng Fan realized that he seemed to be a late group, because the hall was already full of people.

　　 Some people wear armor, some wear home-style casual clothes like Zheng Fan, and some people have big bellies, like a rich man.

　　 But these people present all have the official body of a captain.

　　Some are actual differences, and some are virtual titles.

　　 Most of the time, he is still the owner of Wubao near Hutou City.

　　 In short, Zheng Fan didn't know any of these school lieutenants, and the only one who knew and could call out his name had died outside the city two days ago.

　　 Oh, by the way, for the funeral of Wang Li's family, the blind man Bei also sent a deposit in the name of Zheng Fan.

　　 The invitation brought the adults to come,

　　 After waiting for an adult to come in,

　　 Everyone found out,

　　 Yo, the old magistrate is also here.

　　 The adult was too fat because of the begging. He walked ahead and completely blocked the old magistrate.

　　 Zheng Fan couldn't help thinking in his heart that if the army suddenly killed someone at this time, he must hide behind the envoy, such a large human shield, so you don't need it in vain.

　　 The invitation made the adults naturally not clear what Zheng Fan was thinking about. After seeing Zheng Fan standing on the outermost periphery, he smiled at Zheng Fan, and then stepped into the hall.

　　 The two adults sat down in the first place, and all the captains below stood without chairs.

　　 After asking the adults to sit down, they began to watch their noses, noses, and minds, as if an old monk had entered concentration, and went aloof.

　　 The old magistrate coughed a few times, and a smile appeared on his face.

　　道:

　　 "I'm calling everyone here this time. There is something good to tell everyone."

　　 "My lord, but the royal reward has come down?"

　　 "But has the court's payment this year arrived?"

"My lord, I didn’t get much food in Wubao last year. UU reading www.uukansshu.com is going to be overwhelming. Don’t leave me this time, otherwise I don’t know what to do when I go back. Someone confessed."

　　 "Yes, my lord, don't miss me this year. The sergeants can't even eat a meal."

　　 "Don't panic, don't panic, don't rush, don't rush."

　　The old magistrate pressed his hands down and continued very kindly:

　　 "What a good thing this time, everyone has a share, everyone has a share."

　　 "My lord, what the **** is it?"

"It's like this. Isn't this the war a while ago? Our Tiger Head City was ordered by the Zhenbei Hou Mansion to recruit thousands of civilians to help carry the luggage, but the army is dangerous, and many good sons are not on the battlefield. , Oh, when I thought about this, the officer felt panicked."

　　 This is a topic of political correctness,

　　 All the people present, including those sitting in the upper phantom, wiped their eye feces from the corners of their eyes, and cooperated with the county magistrate to bring the rhythm of the bitter drama to the end.

"The men in the family are gone, and some homes can’t survive. Our shantang in Tiger’s Head City has collected nearly three hundred dolls from the suckling to the seven or eight-year-old. .

　　 These are all orphans. Some are no longer in the family. Some are because their mother wants to remarry or the family can't afford it. The husband left, so the baby was sent over.

　　 expects that more dolls will be delivered tomorrow.

　　 So, this time we are calling everyone here for this.

　　 We Yan people have always believed in many children, more blessings, my official, this time I will send Zi Guanyin once again.

　　 You said,

　　 Is this a great thing?

　　 This official gave you a baby, let you like to be fathers. "

　　 "..." Everyone in the audience.