Chapter 75

Admiringly said: "His Royal Highness, why did you go for so many days?"

Thanks for a pity, and said: "Have I left for a long time?"

Going and going, going up and down the earth, taking up the lake, climbing the clouds and turning the rain, day and night, it has been a long time, but he didn't realize it. Admiration said: "It's been a few days! The prayers of the believers here in the Prince's Palace have accumulated into a mountain."

At this time, Xie Lian felt that Yusi was weak, stretched out his hand, and said, "Didn't I tell you, let you deal with it first?"

Admiringly said: "We have naturally handled what we can handle, but...but there are still many prayers, which we are not qualified to do by leaps and bounds. That's why I asked Your Highness before you don't press for too long and come back soon."

After he finished speaking, the rain stopped. The duration of this rain was even shorter than Xie Lian imagined, and he couldn't help but feel solemn. The dark clouds in the air dissipated slightly, and a bamboo-blue bamboo hat fell down, Xie Lian stretched out his hands to pick it up, and said, "But look at this situation, I can't get away from here."

Mu Qing frowned: "His Royal Highness, you borrowed the magic weapon of the rain master? Where did this water come from?"

Thanks for the pity: "Southern Yushi Kingdom."

Admiration said: "So far? How much mana do you need to move this time? And each time the rainfall range is small, it is not long-lasting, so how can you cope with the prayers of the believers in the Prince's Palace?"

Needless to say, Xie Lian is also clear. He is the god of martial arts, and the believers of the Prince's Hall are the foundation of his temple and the source of mana. This move is tantamount to abandoning the original and chasing the difference. If you are not careful, you may not be able to take care of both ends, but other than that, what else can you do?

Xie Lian said: "I know. But if things go on like this, if there is turmoil in Yong'an, the Prince's Palace will be affected sooner or later."

Mu Qing said: "It's about to explode!"

Xie Lian was shocked: "What?"

After listening to the admiration report, he quickly returned to Xianle Imperial City. When I came to Shenwu Street, I happened to meet a group of royal soldiers, fully armed, holding sharp weapons, and holding a group of men in ragged clothes and shackles on their heads. There were people on both sides of the street, all with angry expressions on their faces. Fengxin is holding a black bow in his hand, waiting in a serious line, as if to prevent the riots of the people on both sides. Xie Lian shouted: "Fengxin! Who is this betting? What did he do? Where did he go?"

Fengxin heard his voice, strode forward, and said: "His Royal Highness! These are Yongan people."

There were dozens of men in that column, all tall and thin, with slightly darker skin. The soldiers who escorted them were followed by several old men, as well as some frightened women and children. Thanks for the pity: "It's all behind this?"

Admiration: "It's all."

It turned out that in the past few months, there has been a severe drought in Yong'an, and people who originally settled in Yong'an have fled to the east one after another. It was not obvious when there were dozens of groups, but before and after, more than 500 people have come. These five hundred people gathered together, and the head of the crowd was very impressive.

This group of Yongan people are unfamiliar and have nothing. They came to a strange and prosperous city with a foreign accent that was exposed as soon as they spoke. Naturally, they wanted to hug each other to warm each other. , finally found an uninhabited green space, overjoyed, and built a shack here as a resting place.

Unfortunately, although this green space is indeed uninhabited, it is a piece of white moonlight in the hearts of the imperial city people. Xianle people are accustomed to enjoying and appreciating, especially those in the imperial city. Many people go to the green space to take a walk, dance, practice swords, recite poetry, paint, and gather in the green space when they have nothing to do. On the other hand, Yongan, located in the west of Xianle, has barren land and is already poor. The temperament and customs of the people are also very different from those in the east of Xianle. Compared with them, the people of the imperial city are often more deeply aware that they are orthodox. "Xianle people". Today, the elegant place in the past is occupied by such a large group of refugees. All day long, they boil medicine, mourner, do laundry, and make fires. The smell is full of sweat and leftovers, which makes many nearby people unbearable. , many complaints.

The elders of Yong'an, who took the lead, understood in their hearts and wanted to move to another place, but the imperial city was originally populated with a large number of people. Wherever the capital was moved, it was full of people. Among the many people are the injured and sick old and weak women and children. Although the people of the imperial city were dissatisfied, they were all citizens of the same country after all.

Hearing this, the column of soldiers led dozens of Yongan men to the door of the vegetable market and ordered, "Kneel down!"

Those Yongan men were all unconvinced on their faces, but with the knife on their necks, they had to kneel even if they didn't. The people in the imperial city who were watching saw them kneeling unevenly, some sighed, some relieved. Thanks for the pity: "According to you, the two sides are enduring, so what's going on today?"

Fengxin and Mu Qing have not answered yet, and there are women in the crowd crying and grabbing the earth: "You savage thieves! Stealing chickens and dogs and beating my husband like that, I can't even get up. If he has anything in case, I will talk to you. You work hard!"

A few people on the side were busy comforting her, and some people criticized: "I left my hometown and went to someone else's land, and I don't know how to keep myself safe!"

"Yeah, when you go to someone else's house, you're welcome and steal something!"

A young man wearing a shackle couldn't hold his breath anymore, and defended: "I said earlier that we didn't steal it at all! It wasn't us who made the first move! And there are people on our side who were injured..." An old man stopped. :"do not talk!"

The young man shut his mouth angrily. Wind channel: "Someone in the imperial city lost a dog, because there was a Yongan child who was very hungry and stole someone's duck and cooked it, so he suspected that this time he was caught and burned by the Yongan people, and ran to their side. Go ask, if you don't agree, it's a fight."

Xie pity only felt unreasonable: "Just because of a dog, so much trouble, arresting so many people?"

Feng Channel: "Yes, it's just because of a dog that the trouble is so big. Both sides have endured for a long time, and the small things have become big ones. Both sides swore that the other party did it first, not the other party's, and they fought in a mess, It's getting bigger and bigger somehow."

The leader of the soldier said: "Gather a crowd to make trouble, and punish them severely! Put on the shackles to show the crowd, and don't do it again!" After speaking, they retreated. The next moment, many people began to throw vegetables leaves and rotten eggs at the group of Yongan men. Several seniors bowed to the surroundings and said, "I'm sorry, everyone, I'm sorry." "Please be merciful, please be merciful."

Although Xie Lian felt that making a fuss and making a big deal was ridiculous, he could probably understand it and said, "So did they steal it? Did the dog find it?"

Fengxin shook his head and said: "Then who knows. After eating the bones, who can find it? But looking at it, I don't think they stole it."

However, the soldiers of the imperial city, the ruling is of course biased towards the people of the imperial city. Whether they steal or not, if a fight breaks out, it must be the people of Yongan who are wrong.尤其是皇城男子多爱玩乐，不如永安男子能打，想来这回是被外地人揍得很惨，面子丢大了，梁子也结大了。 Xie Lian shook his head, glanced at it, and suddenly found that in the row of Yongan men, there was a young man with his head down in the middle, very familiar, it was the young man Lang Ying buried in the woods.

Thanks for the pity immediately. At this time, someone nearby complained: "Why do I feel that there have been more and more Yongan people in the imperial city in the past few months, and they dare to beat people today."

"Should they all come here?"

A man who looked like a businessman waved his hands wildly and said, "Your Majesty will not allow it! My house was stolen by the Yongan people a few days ago. If they all come here, then why not?"

Hearing this, Lang Ying, who had been bowing his head and letting the vegetable leaves smash his head over his face, suddenly raised his head and said, "Did you see it?"

The businessman did not expect this man to talk to him, so he answered smoothly, "What?"

Lang Yingdao: "Yong'an people stole things from your house, did you see it with your own eyes?"

"..." The businessman said, "I didn't see it with my own eyes, but it was fine before, and it was stolen suddenly after you came. Does it have nothing to do with you?"

Lang Ying nodded and said, "I see. I understand. Before we came, it was all of you who stole things, and after we came, it was all of us who stole things..."

Before he finished speaking, a rotten persimmon flew in a whirl and smashed into his mouth, as if he had vomited a large blood flower. The businessman burst out laughing, Lang Ying's eyes were indifferent, and he closed his mouth and didn't say anything.

Thanks to the sharp stones thrown at them, this group of Yongan youths will not be broken. This demonstration continued until the evening, and the people onlookers gradually dispersed. The soldiers felt that enough was enough, so they arrogantly opened the shackles and warned that they should not cause trouble again in the future, otherwise they would not forgive Yunyun lightly. Several seniors kept bowing and nodding and smiling, promising not to do it again, but Lang Ying looked calm and walked away on her own. Xie Lian watched him walk alone, saw the opportunity, flashed out from behind the tree, and blocked his way.

As soon as he flashed out, the young man's eyes narrowed, and in an instant, it seemed that he was about to pinch his throat. After seeing the person coming in the blink of an eye, he took away his hand that hadn't reached out and said, "It's you."

Xie pity is the shape of that little Taoist priest. He was slightly startled by Lang Ying's hand that didn't come out, and thought to himself, "This person is a bit powerful." He said, "I gave you that bead, why don't you take it back to Yongan?"

Lang Ying looked at him and said, "My son is here. I am here too."

After a pause, he took out the coral bead from his belt and said, "Do you want to take this back? Here it is."

There were still bruises from the flail on the hand he handed the beads to. Silent for a moment, thank you for not answering, and said: "Go back. It's raining in Lang'er Bay today."

He pointed to the sky and said, "Tomorrow! It will still rain. I promise, it will."

Lang Ying shook his head and said, "Whether it rains or not, I can't go back."

Looking at the back of his departure, Xie Lian was stunned for a moment, only to feel infinite troubles.

When I didn't fly before, I didn't seem to have any troubles. Whatever he wants to do, he can do it. Who knows that after flying up, it seems that suddenly, he is surrounded by endless troubles. There are other people's troubles, but also their own troubles. To do one thing, but it is so difficult, stretched, unable to do. Xie Lian sighed and turned to leave, returning to the Prince's Palace to deal with the prayers of believers who had been backlogged for many days.

However, he was not the most troubled person. The king is.

The worries of King Xianle became a reality, and these more than 500 Yongan people were just the beginning.

Thanks for holding the borrowed rain teacher hat, he frequently travels between the north and the south, relying on his own strength to make rain. Every time it rained, it would take at least five or six days and a lot of mana. If it weren't for him, I'm afraid no one else could endure this kind of running back and forth. Of course, except for Junwu. However, Emperor Shenwu's jurisdiction is wider than him, and the number of believers and territories that require energy is far more than that of Xianle. How can he ask Junwu to distract himself? Besides, it can only nourish a small part of Yongan at a time. land, and continued for a long time, although there is relief, it cannot be cured. Thus, a month later, Yongan people began to officially migrate eastward in groups. It used to be a group of dozens of people, but now, there are hundreds of people, thousands of people, in large numbers, gathered into the river.

After another month, His Majesty the King of Xianle issued an order: In view of the constant disputes and frequent fights for the past few months, for the stability of the Imperial City, from now on, all the former Yong'an people scattered in the Xianle King's capital must withdraw from the emperor. city. Each person is given a certain amount of entanglement and goes to other towns to settle down.

In front of the mighty Yongan people coming from the east, the gate of Xianle Imperial City was closed.