In the first year of Xianqing (656 AD), September 30th, at one o'clock.

The Chaiyuan of the Governor's Office, the neat courtyard, the lonely stone table, Wu Kang sat alone. He stared at the ward in a daze, his eyebrows were twisted, and his expression was extremely painful. Since he was confirmed to have a disaster victim, he has been suffering in the whole month of September.

The stone table contains letters from home and the envelopes are filled with good news. In the middle of this month, Li Zhe was born, and later Li Xian. As his uncle, Wu Kang must have notified him first and had to send a big red envelope. It was originally a happy event, but he couldn't get happy. The public and private mountains were so heavy that he couldn't stand up.

On the eighth day of the September 19th, 5,000 Xin'an militia and 4,000 Longqiu militia arrived at the Jinhua West Defense Line and lined up along the Dongyang River; on the tenth day of the September 19th, 7,000 Yiwu militia entered the Jinhua East Defense Line. Starting from Jinhua Mountain in the north and ending at Dongyang Township in the south, setting up a hundred-mile cordon.

On September 11, tens of thousands of victims crossed Lishui and entered Jinyun Township, Yongkang. Di Renjie, the military officer, commanded the regiment, and led the Jinhua Regiment and guided the refugees into Jinhua. The team was like a long dragon, vast and continuous.

On September 14th, refugees surrounded Wuzhou City, with a number of at least 40,000. On September 15th, 7,000 Yongkang militia deployed the Jinhua South Defense Line. It reached Dongyang River in the west and Dongyang Township in the east, connecting the east and west lines. Because the line was long and there were few soldiers, Wukang ordered the governor of Kuozhou Cen Chang as the governor of Yuezhou to recruit 2,000 Kuo soldiers to assist in the deployment of the southern line.

The Jinhua County militia, 4,000 people headed to Lanxi, connected the east and west lines, and deployed the Jinhua North Line. Four thousand people entered Wuzhou City, assisted the three guards of the Faya and guarded the four gates of the city. At this point, 50,000 refugees from Kuangzhou were surrounded under the city of Wuzhou.

On September 16, Wu Kang led Wuzhou officials to meet with refugees at the South Gate and delivered an important speech: The court's relief grains, walked through the Grand Canal of Beijing and Hangzhou, had already entered Huainan Road. At the latest half a month, he arrived in Hangzhou City. Through the Fuchun River, he entered the Lanxi River and went straight to the city of Wuzhou. He called on all refugees to keep order and supervise each other; unite and help each other.

On the same day, the city gate was closed, the city tower winch was twisted, and the straight steel cable was stretched to pull up a huge suspension bridge. The record officer Di Renjie, the chief of Wuzhou, the chief of Shi Changsun Quan, the chief of Sihu, Zhang Jianzhi, and Luo Binwang, the judicial officer, each led ninety staff, responsible for the four-door porridge shed.

Two hours a day, all staff members accompanied the rice relief, took a large hanging basket, and placed them outside the city gate. Through the temporary floating bridge, they came to the porridge shed outside the river and started to boil rice porridge. Wukang set standards, and chopsticks were set in the porridge pot, and chopsticks fell down the heads.

The militia maintained order and forced refugees to line up, regardless of the elderly, weak, women and children, a bowl of rice porridge every day. In order to get a job for everyone, Wuzhou racked his brains: buying empty porcelain shops in the city, buying them from the people's homes, and even going to Hangzhou to buy them.

When the porridge was served until the hour of You, the person in charge began to give a speech, emphasizing order. After half an hour of speech, he took a hanging basket to the city tower. After dark, the refugees lit a bonfire, covered the quilt, and hugged each other to keep warm.

Porcelain bowls, quilts and wood are used to empty the savings in Wuzhou. Such good treatment will naturally have good results. The victims will thank Governor Wu for queuing up to receive the porridge. Especially on the first day, there were blockbuster cries outside the city, praising the Governor Wu for Governor Wu.

However, this harmony occurred on September 22nd. The Wuzhou Warehouse had no grain and only lasted for five days. In order to raise the grain, they held meetings every day and sighed every day. The officials racked their brains and tried every means to worry about losing a lot of hair.

They went to various workshops to promote and call on the people to raise donations. Wu Kang took the lead in donating money. All the colleagues responded, merchants donated generously, and the people also gave face. Unfortunately, the money raised was not enough to buy too much food. No matter inside and outside the city, the people were panicked and unwilling to sell the stored food.

The six major grain shops in the city were long since emptied by the city people, and even if they paid twice the copper coins, the city gate would not sell grain. In desperation, Wu Kang took the lead again and donated his own grain. It was still useless, and in the end, he was exhausted.

On September 25th, the refugees who had been hungry for three days cried and begged outside the city. On September 26th, the situation continued to deteriorate and the refugees began to verbally. Several people even rushed across the moat and asked them to be let into the city.

It was raining all night long, and the spies brought news that the court's relief grain was in trouble in Yangzhou. It would take at least seven days to arrive at the city of Wuzhou. How should we survive?

On September 28, Wu Kang climbed the city tower, and the refugee knelt on the ground to beg. His colleagues tried their best to make the refugee quiet. Wu Kang wanted to speak, but was interrupted by the woman's crazy laughter. There was a young woman with a pale face and thin skin, disheveled hair. Her steps were staggering, shaking, and giggling in the crowd.

An insider revealed that the child in her cradle was stolen last night. This morning, she found the child's cradle and a few bones next to the porridge shed. The woman held the cradle and knelt outside the moat, crying heart-wrenchingly, and finally she was crazy.

Wu Kang's heart was as if he had no face to say nothing, so he walked down the city gate. Hunger made people crazy, made people turn into beasts, and showed up to eat. But he had no choice but to do anything, and the citizens had food, but they were unwilling to sell it. The government had no excuses, and they could not force it, otherwise the city would be in chaos first.

I don’t know the taste of eating every day, and in just a few days, I feel sad about my white hair. My wife and concubine keep comforting me, and you have tried your best to be worthy of your conscience. However, I can tolerate business torture, and my father’s condition has caused him a lot of suffering.

Over the past half a month, the condition has deteriorated sharply. The appetite has been reduced continuously, from a large bowl to a small bowl, from a whole bowl to a half bowl, from a bowl to a spoon; the spirit gradually becomes depressed, from awakening to trance, and then to crazy talk.

I only ate two spoons yesterday, and then fell into a coma and have not woken up until now. Wu Kang was anxious and stayed by the bedside, never sleeping all night. In the morning, Xiaoqing came over and drank a few sips of porridge, and lost her appetite. Sitting at the stone table, staring at the sky, staring at the sky, feeling sad.

The ward door opened, Wu Kang quickly stood up, helped Long Qiusheng sit down, and couldn't wait to say, "Mr., has the condition of Grandpa improved? Please tell the truth, can Grandpa wake up and survive this disaster?"

Long Qiusheng was silent, holding his white beard with his hands, closing his eyes to ponder. After a long time, he looked directly at Wu Kang and sighed: "Binlin is already weak, and has been sleeping in the open for a long time, and his food is too simple. He is already terminally ill and cannot be cured by medicine or food."

Wu Kang was struck by lightning and grabbed the old man's hand and almost begged: "Please rejuvenate your skills and heal your grandfather. He is my only elder. What medicinal herbs are needed, even if you want, even if you have ten thousand years of ginseng, as long as you speak, I will send someone to find it immediately."

After sighing, Long Qiusheng shook his head: "I can understand the governor's mood, but I can't help but Binlin's illness. Even the Daluo Jinxian is still unable to recover. Prepare as soon as possible. The current illness can only last for two days."

Wu Kang bit his lips tightly, and his throat felt sore, and tears fell down. Xiaoqing walked out of the door, sat next to his husband, held his husband's hand, and comforted him silently. Long Qiusheng sighed lightly, patted his shoulder, and comforted him softly: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are normal, please let the governor let go."

Everyone knows the truth, but unfortunately it is useless. Wu Kang wiped his face and looked at Long Qiusheng: "Binlin is the name of his father. How dare you ask the old man, how did you know? Have you met your father early? Please explain your doubts."

Long Qiusheng replied: "At present, I have not concealed the matter, and I have known each other for a long time. The governor's biological mother, Li, is my disciple, and she died of dysfunction. Binlin raised you, and later reunited Cui, and his life was dull. Until the third year of Yonghui, you made a big mistake and were kicked out of Wujia Village."

Wu Kang couldn't help but feel miserable. The original owner at that time was beaten to death. But no matter who the soul was, the blood relationship would not change, and this cannot be denied. The father in the previous life would never see him again; the father in this life would also leave me.

Long Qiusheng sighed lightly: "In the fourth year of Yonghui, officials levyed violent taxes, and Binlin's family was destroyed. The couple was desperate and were entangled by rebels, and from then on the road of no return. In August of the fourth year of Yonghui, Cui fell seriously ill, so Binlin ran to Longqiu Mountain to find me to ask for medicine, but unfortunately..."

The words came to an abrupt end, and Wukang was even more uncomfortable. The war broke out at that time. The rebels went south to Wuzhou, and the Wu soldiers resisted stubbornly, attacked the Yangzhou army from north to south, and finally wiped out the rebellion. The commander-in-chief of the Wu soldiers was his biological son, who was wrongly killed his stepmother and killed three thousand prisoners of war.

Long Qiusheng sighed: "The huge blow was that Binlin did not collapse and beg for good deeds everywhere. During this period, he came to Longqiu three times to seek medical treatment and medicine. A plague broke out in Zhuji County. He ignored my dissuasion and resolutely entered the disaster area. Before leaving, he knelt down to worship the Bodhisattva and prayed for the Buddha's forgiveness."

Wu Kang's lips were bleeding, and Xiaoqing quickly wiped it, and his heart was not feeling bad. The death of Agu and Xiucai was the knot in his husband's heart and the nightmare that accompanied him for life. No one would know the scene of him awakening from the nightmare and holding his head and sobbing.

Long Qiusheng sighed and said earnestly: "Binlin really blames you. You have no brothers, and the one who causes your biological mother to suffer from childbirth is the governor himself. Your stepmother Cui also died of military disasters, so he blames you even more. But even so, he still runs for you and does good deeds for you."

The atmosphere was very depressing, and Wu Kang's heart was as broken as a knife. My mother in her previous life had a root of the disease and died in the hospital. Could it be that those with the name Wu Kang were all disaster stars of Ke's mother?

Put away my thoughts, slowly got up, clasped my fists, and said, "I'd like to do my best to save my grandfather's life, no matter what I've paid..."

The voice was interrupted, the bodyguard stopped him, and Di Renjie shouted: It’s a big deal, hurry up to the south gate, and the victims began to riot. Someone swam across the moat, climbed up the suspension bridge, and tried to destroy the steel ring, but was shot and killed by Yu Hongzhi.

His face turned pale in an instant, and he subconsciously held his palms. The worst result happened. He heard Xiaoqing shouting in pain, and quickly let go of his hand and apologize in a low voice. Xiaoqing was impatient: "Husband, go to the city gate to stop the refugee riots. Here are me and my husband."

Looking at the ward door, he clasped his fists at Long Qiusheng, patted Xiaoqing on the shoulder, and turned around and strode away. Di Renjie and Luo Binwang were anxious and turned around, with ugly expressions. Wu Kang led the bodyguards to leave the governor's mansion, and strode towards the south gate.

As soon as I left Jinhua Avenue, I heard a roar from afar, and the people gave way. The militia crowded the city cave and pressed against the city gate. The cracks cracked wide open. I quickly came to the city head and looked down. The refugees who had been hungry for several days finally lost their minds and rushed to the city gate wildly.

Some climbed the suspension bridge, some knelt on the ground, some roared, and some roared. They held wooden sticks in their hands, which were wood for heating and were demolished porridge sheds. The militia were ready for battle, archers were archers, flail soldiers guarded the mercenary, and strong crossbow soldiers aimed at it, ready for battle.

Zhang Jianzhi hurried over, wiped away the cold sweat from his forehead, and almost begged: "The scene has been out of control, and the officials' mouths are worn out, and they can't listen. Please immediately order all the militias in Wuzhou to shrink the Jinhua defense line and surround all the mobs."

The situation is urgent, Wu Kang focused on the key points and first surrounded and deterred. Zhang Jianzhi sent an order and Yu Hongzhi shouted and ordered to pass it quickly. The city gate tower watchtower lit two pillars of wolf smoke, the flag bearer lit the red flag, and the surround flag verb was tying.

In less than five minutes, after receiving the response from the defense line, smoke from all directions rose. Blurred black shadows rushed here, shouting completely. Di Renjie ran up to the city wall and reported at a high voice: "Military soldiers are shooting arrows in the three gates in the east and west, and the victims are gathering here."

Wu Kang was furious and roared at Di Renjie: "Who gave the order? Is Changsun Quan? You and Qian Shun come over and take him over. If you resist, you will be beheaded directly. Order all officials to come to the south gate. Those who dare to disobey will also chop them down."

Di Renjie's face turned red and his neck was thick, and asked Qian Shun to go by himself, and said impatiently: "Now is not the time to cut people down. The boss quickly finds ways to calm the sentiments. Once the riot is formed, no matter what the result is, the court will not let you and me go."

All he said was nonsense. Wu Kang gritted his teeth and asked Ru Ru to comfort me. While he was anxious, he heard the city shouting: The officers and soldiers rushed over, we were surrounded, and we broke open the city gate... The roar was even louder, and the refugees who lost their minds were hit like a tide.

People in the south of the Yangtze River were water, and the moat was useless. The river was overflowing by the crowd. Countless people squeezed the suspension bridge, and more people climbed up. The city tower winch could not help but break, and the wooden bolts broke directly. The solid wood suspension bridge was photographed, and the mob that could not dodge was killed on the spot.

Di Renjie roared: "Can't delay any longer. Order the defense line to attack, and the city gate will not last long. If the city gate is broken, the mobs will flood into the city, and Wuzhou will suffer. No one can afford the crime of losing the city, so don't hesitate anymore!"

Wu Kang's voice was even louder: "They were not rebels, but hunger victims; they didn't want to attack the city, but just wanted to fill their stomachs. If they suppressed by force, blood would flow into a river and there was no possibility of recovery. Forcing the refugees to rebel, we would definitely take the blame, and the result was the same. Commander Yu Hongzhi sent the Jinhua defense line. Without my order, no one was allowed to move."

Yu Hongzhi hesitated for a few seconds and turned around to pass the order. The Wu soldiers quickly stopped advancing. All the soldiers were out of their sheath, and they were all eyeing them, waiting for the charge order. They looked at the refugees and had no favors at all. At the beginning, the commander of the five counties actually wrote a letter to demand martial law on the border.

The boss was really angry, and no one dared to act rashly. He stared at the mob under the city, and everyone was anxious. Pinglang hurriedly ran over and whispered in a low voice. Wu Kang showed joy on his face and ordered Di Renjie: "If I don't show up in half an hour, you will order an attack."

Di Renjie was overjoyed, nodded like pounding garlic, and everyone felt relieved. Wu Kang quickly went downstairs, rode a horse back to the governor's mansion, and threw the reins to Pinglang. He ran to the backyard in one breath. When he saw Long Qiusheng, he asked impatiently: "Is it because my grandfather woke up, and he still had half a bowl of porridge?"

Long Qiusheng was not happy at all, pulled him away for a few steps, lowered his voice and said, "I suddenly woke up, my mind was very clear and my spirit was very good. I would see you when I woke up. I felt abnormal. I secretly thought it might be a return..."

Suddenly hearing Xiaoqing's shout, Wu Kang left and hurried into the door. Wu Binlin sat at the head of the bed, leaning against the pillow, gently raised his left hand, and opened his mouth weakly: "Cui went out first, my uncle said something to Kang'er..."

Xiaoqing immediately responded, bowed and left the room, and gently brought it to the door. Wu Kang was ecstatic. Since he traveled through the Tang Dynasty, his father was kind-hearted for the first time. He hurried over and held his father's left hand, and was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

Wu Binlin raised his right hand, reached under the pillow, took out his delicate purse, and handed it over tremblingly. Wu Kang quickly took it and heard a weak voice: "Kang'er opened the bag and counted the rice inside, how many grains are there?"

Wu Kang nodded like pounding garlic, quickly untied the rope, poured out all the rice grains. He held them in the palm of his left hand, picked up the rice grains with his right hand, and put them into his purse. After a few minutes, the counting was completed and he immediately replied: "I will reply to Grandma, there are 3,056 pieces in total."

When Wubin heard this, his face turned bitter and said intermittently: "A person with serious sins will be killed in the eighteen levels of hell and will never be a human being. Your stepmother's death will be counted on your head; the emperor and the King of Hell are on par, so those three thousand prisoners of war will be counted on your head."

Seeing that the child did not refute, Wu Binlin was very pleased and continued, "You are my flesh and blood, and I want you to be a human being again. I want to atone for you. At first, there were 3,001 rice in the bag, representing the prisoners of war and your mother. If I do a good deed, I will eat one pill; if you do a good deed, I will eat one pill; if you do a bad deed, you will put one pill."

Wu Kang's shoulders trembled slightly, ashamed quickly spread to his face, and his lips kept trembling. Wu Binlin sighed and continued to say, "For more than three years, I have done good deeds everywhere to save people from water and fire. But the bag of rice is more than before, so my father is incompetent."

He shook his head slowly and burst into tears. Wu Kang choked and said, "It's not my father's fault, it's me who was too bastard and did too many bad things. In the Inexplicable Valley of Haozhou, I slaughtered thousands of people and beheaded to build Jingguan. It's because I am very guilty."

Wu Binlin shook his head, slowly took his purse, and was powerless in his hands: "The thieves in the valley, robbed the rent of the land, and died. The sins in the bag were committed by Zhuji, and they would not die. You love the people of Wuzhou and not the people of the whole country, which is wrong."

Wu Kang was even more ashamed. When Zhuji fought against the plague and the whole county was martial law, the thieves and scoundrels were not punished to death. Some people even left the yard without authorization and were shot and killed by Wu soldiers. Now, it was really cruel.

He coughed violently, interrupted his thoughts, rushed to serve, and served the teacup on the table. Wu Binlin shook his head, and his breath became weaker: "My father's lifelong wish is that there is no rice in the bag before he dies. But heaven and man's wishes are contrary to people's wishes, and the old bones are not good, and he will never wait for that day. Kang'er promised his father that he would eat all the sins in this bag."

He coughed violently again, gently stroked his father's chest and covered his mouth with a handkerchief. The cough gradually stopped. Wu Kang picked up the teacup and placed the handkerchief on the table. Suddenly his eyes turned black, and a large piece of blood on the handkerchief stinged every nerve.

I remembered that my father was sick and hospitalized in the previous life and said the same thing: My father’s lifelong wish was to see you get married and have children before he died. Then he coughed violently, and the blood stained the tissue. The picture was so similar. At that time, I promised to marry Ling Yue after graduation, but until before he traveled through time, he did not fulfill his promise.

My heart was like a knife, and I stuffed the rice bag into my arms, looked at my father and smiled, and made a promise again: "I swear to you that your lifelong wish will definitely come true. Please wait for me, at most two hours, I will return here and eat the rice in front of you."
Chapter completed!