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    The dawn in Lingyuan County was very early, but Mo Xia was startled awake by the blinding white light covering his eyelids.

    Opening his eyes in a daze, looking at the hourglass beside the bed, Mo Xia sighed heavily, pulled the quilt to his forehead, and turned over.

    The noisy calls of Xia cicadas became more and more clear in ears, and could faintly hear the whispers of human voices in the courtyard.

    Mo Xia rolled around irritably, obviously exhausted, yet unable to fall asleep.After realizing that he could no longer fall asleep, Mo Ya could only make appointments, get up, get dressed, and push the window to go out.

    Mo Ya was always the last one to get up, and when he came to the courtyard, Lu Chenzhang happened to have finished practicing a set of sword skills.

    Perhaps it was because of his tiredness that a thin layer of sweat was dripping on Lu Chenzhang's forehead.

    Ah Si put the white silk cloth with both hands, Lu Chenzhang simply wiped it for a while, saw Mo Ya's figure, and immediately stepped forward: "Wake up so early?" Lu Chenzhang took care of Mo Ya's confusion"Why don't you sleep more?"

    Mo Xia shook his head: "I can't sleep."

    Lu Chenzhang looked up at the sky, and said with a smile: "In that case, let's go for a walk. There is no one in Lingyuan County, and the roadside stalls are the most popular. Go now, maybe you can eat the first bowl early in the morningnoodle soup."

    The first bowl of noodle soup is the first bowl of fine noodles served in a small shop with tables and chairs set up, a stove set up, and the water boiled.

    At this time, the soup, without the miscellaneous flavor of wheat brought by pot after pot of noodles, is the most clear and delicious.Just thinking about it made Mo Xia feel hungry.

    Taking advantage of Mo Ya's inattention, Lu Chenzhang naturally hooked Mo Ya's hand.Without any guards, the two walked slowly through the gravel path covered by greenery in front of the guest courtyard.

    Just after they walked out of the garden, the two heard a clear and familiar singing beside their ears: "Your Majesty pays homage to His Royal Highness Fifth Prince, Your Highness is thousand years old and Jin'an."

    Mo Xia's eyes lit up, and he turned his head to look at the worshiping people on the ground. He unconsciously let go of Lu Chenzhang's hand, and lowered his body to pull it: "Ziyue, you entered the city so early?"

    The person who spoke was none other than Cui Xiayue, the famous Yunhui General of the Liang Dynasty.

    Liu Yuzheng wanted to show off Lu Chenzhang, but he didn't dare not give Cui Xiayue face.He was falling asleep in the middle of the night, when suddenly someone came to report that the city gate hadn't been opened yet, but General Yunhui's army was only less than a hundred miles away from Lingyuan.

    Hearing this, Liu Yuzheng got up in a hurry regardless of his concubine, and ordered his servants to inform the subordinate officials of Lingyuan County, and they rushed to the gate of the city to meet him.

    But it never occurred to Cui Xiayue to disregard Commander Liu's face and order the army to station outside the city without disturbing the people, and even publicly reprimanded Commander Liu for ignoring the court's laws and opening the city gate privately before the time came.

    Liu Junshou was obedient, even though he hated Cui Xiayue for making him lose face in front of everyone, he didn't dare to refute Cui Xiayue.

    It was not until Mao Shizheng that Cui Xiayue was willing to leave the camp and enter the city with his own soldiers.Even so, Little General Cui did not give Junshou Liu any chance to flatter him, and he said that as a courtier, he should first meet His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince.

    That is to leave a group of officials in Lingyuan County and come straight to the guest house.

    With the surname "Cui" and being valued by the master's family, Cui Xiayue's status is not something Liu Yuzheng, a county guard, can afford to offend.Hearing this, he had no choice but to return to his courtyard tremblingly.

    Cui Xiayue, on the other hand, has been guarding the gate of Lu Chenzhang and Mo Ya's Guest House, holding a copper sheathed scimitar, standing upright like a pine, looking at the gate until she sees the figures of the two.

    Although Lu Chenzhang and Cui Xiayue formed an alliance secretly, he was always somewhat hostile towards Cui Xiayue. Seeing that Mo Ya was so happy, he was even more dissatisfied: "The major general came early."

    Cui Xiayue cupped her hands, neither arrogant nor humble: "The military situation is urgent, the last general dare not be late."

    Mo Ya still kept his supportive posture with both hands, and said to Cui Xiayue with a smile: "It's really good of you to come, with your army here, I can finally rest assured."

    Lu Chenzhang watched Mo Xia and Cui Xiayue's posture condescendingly at this time, and his heart became more and more angry: "Get up. Now this hall is an imperial envoy with you, so there is no need to be so particular."

    Only then did Cui Xiayue get up, bowed slightly towards Lu Chenzhang, and said, "Your Highness is the king, and Xia Yue is the minister. No matter where you are, etiquette cannot be abandoned."

    "Ziyue has always been so polite, it makes me feel ashamed."

    Facing Mo Ya, Cui Xiayue relaxed a lot. She patted Mo Ya's shoulder with a smile, and her movements and demeanor were all familiar and natural: "Ah Ya and His Highness grew up together, and the relationship is extraordinary, and I can't compare it.?”

    The two of you talk to each other and I talk to each other. They haven't seen each other for many days. Mo Xia and Cui Xiayue have countless things to say, and they almost forgot to promise Lu Chenzhang's noodle soup.

    Lu Chenzhang impatiently watched the two reminiscing about the past, especially seeing that Mo Ya had no intention of stopping at all, with his hands behind his back, he urged in a rather unpleasant tone: "Ah Ya."

    Only then did Mo Ya come to his senses, covered his mouth with his hands in annoyance, and gave Lu Chenzhang a very apologetic look.

    Cui Xiayue winked, knowing that the two of them had other things to do, and also knew that Lu Chenzhang did not welcome her, so she immediately bowed and left.

    Sitting on a simple bench, Mo Xia skillfully helped Lu Chenzhang add freshly fried spicy peppers to the noodles and refreshing side dishes mixed by the shopkeeper himself, and put the ribs in his own bowl into Lu Chenzhang's bowl piece by piece: "It’s okay, it’s okay, I didn’t miss this bowl of noodles.”

    Lu Chenzhang looked at the brightly colored chili peppers and mixed cucumbers on the snow-white noodles, and hesitated to move his chopsticks.

    Knowing that Lu Chenzhang was still angry, Mo Ya took Lu Chenzhang's hand and put it on his belly, saying in a coquettish tone, "Your Highness, I'm hungry."

    After speaking, Mo Ya's face was stained with a thin layer of red.

    Anyway, he is a seven-foot-long, indomitable man. He is eighteen years old, and he really can't do such a naive behavior on weekdays.

    But His Highness, he knows best.

    When His Highness is angry, nothing works better than this trick.

    really.

    Hearing Mo Ya's words, Lu Chenzhang didn't care to be sullen, picked up a piece of mutton and put it in Mo Ya's mouth: "Eat quickly if you're hungry."

    With the beginning of this chopsticks, the stiff atmosphere between Lu Chenzhang and Mo Xia quickly melted away.Mo Xia picked up the fine noodles in the bowl with bamboo chopsticks, ate a few, and then put down the chopsticks: "It is said that the people of Nanjun are living in poverty, but in the county town of Lingyuan, it looks like the prosperous age of the capital. If you don't see it with your own eyes, whoI can also believe that there are starvation and death everywhere outside the city, and there are many mourners."

    At this time, it was the end of the time, and the number of pedestrians on the street gradually increased, and the two sides of the long street were full of fragrant stalls and shouting crowds.

    From time to time, neatly dressed women lead their yelling children in line to buy steaming steamed buns and pancakes, and many shirtless men squeeze into shadowy corners where no one is around, waiting for today's kind-hearted master's work.

    As far as the eye can see, there is not even a single beggar.No matter whether it is a man or a woman, there is no fear of ignorance on the face of the future, but the flatness of happiness and contentment.

    Everything is business as usual.

    After staying in this environment for a long time, even Mo Xia faintly had an illusion.

    It is a lie that the officials are greedy and concealed, and it is also a lie that the common people change their sons and eat.There is no severe drought, no uprising, and the Liang Dynasty is thousands of miles away, the weather is smooth, and the country is peaceful and the people are safe.

    Lu Chenzhang quietly looked at the scene as fragile as cicada's wings, and after a long silence, he finally said: "This is because of the 'clearing order'."

    "Qing? Kill? Order?" Mo Ya asked word by word.He understands these three words, but when they are connected together, the meaning of heart-pounding makes Mo Xia rather deceive himself, "What do you mean?"

    "At the beginning of the severe drought, Liu Yuzheng ordered people to close the gates of the city. Countless refugees went north and came to Lingyuan after all kinds of hardships. They asked for help but could not enter the city.sleep." Lu Chenzhang said slowly, as calmly as if he was describing the most common trifle, "If the victims of the disaster do not enter the city, the city will be the same as before. Not to mention that Liu Yuzheng has long been colluding with wealthy businessmen in the city, and the imperial courtThe transported rice grains were sent to other places, sold at high prices, and made huge profits. But at the same time, they ordered to control the territory of Lingyuan, and the grain price was rice. The people were grateful to him and called him Qingtian Lord. Whenever the court came, what they saw wasThe sincere praise of the people of Lingyuan, as well as the prosperity and prosperity of the city."

    "Back to the court, you pass it on to me, and I tell you, what you get is that the governor of Lingyuan County loves the people like a son, and governs well. It's ridiculous that those people in the court will really go to the countryside to see the real situation in the ridges.Disaster situation? In the final analysis, it was just taking advantage of Liu Yuzheng, blindly following the trend."

    Having said so much, Lu Chenzhang didn't talk about the main points for a long time.Mo Xia was anxious when he heard this, and quickly asked, "Your Highness, what does this have to do with the killing order?"

    Lu Chenzhang looked at Mo Ya, hesitated for a long time, and finally sighed deeply: "Ah Ya."

    Mo Xia's heart skipped a beat.

    Lu Chenzhang said: "I didn't intend to hide some things from you, but I really don't want to tell you."

    Kill order.

    What was cleared was the official road outside the city, and what was killed were homeless refugees.

    Liu Yuzheng wanted to make outstanding political achievements on the surface, and even sacrificed his own interests in the counties of Lingyuan County. Of course, he would not allow the refugees to destroy everything he had carefully arranged.

    For Liu Yuzheng, the homeless refugees on the official road are the most unsightly existence, and they are the stain on his prosperous governance of the people.That's why Liu Yu was using his sword to drive away the refugees going north one after another, clearing and killing them, so that they dared not take half a step closer to the county government.

    Mo Xia's lips trembled, and his fingertips on the brocade twitched slightly. He asked persistently, wanting an answer: "Your Highness, where are those refugees? Where are their... corpses?"

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