This month is a rare snow-free weather in Yongzhou, but the rain keeps falling, as if crying out how hard people's livelihood is and how hard the people are, the people are in trouble. The heavy rain is endless, and the thatch on the roof falls endlessly. The crumbling thatched house is about to collapse completely. The oil lamps in the house are shining with pitiful light, shaking and extinguishing, and the walls, tables and chairs are all immersed in the smell of mold.

A large yellow bowl was placed on the shabby table. The edge of the bowl was broken, and half a bowl of porridge was served. It was said to be porridge, but the thin light could be seen. I took a spoon and saw no grains of rice, only soup, which was like a steaming bowl of water for a pot of water.

Huang Xuan finished drinking the porridge in one breath, but the clear soup was so weak that he couldn't stand the hunger. He stretched out his fingers and scraped it on the edge of the bowl. The remaining soup was only enough to wet the dried lips and not fill the hungry stomach at all.

Half a month ago, he came here through wind and rain, living in the home of an old couple. During the day, he walked around the village and the village with his legs covered in rain, and at night, he had two and half bowls of thin porridge and grass to live. Today, the three of them finally ate the last grain of rice, and even the shop at the entrance of the village was closed. Even if they had money, they could not buy half grain of rice. Life was difficult and there was no way out. The old couple had to roll up the bedding, wrap two broken cotton coats and a little bit of scattered silver, and escape the famine.

On the moldy adobe wall, there is a detailed map of Yongzhou. Every mountain, water, village and village are marked clearly. Yongzhou is located in the north of Yunchu Kingdom. It is a prefecture city built in the world of ice and snow glazed glass, and it is also the most remote and barren state among the nine provinces. It has been an extremely cold place since ancient times. The northernmost is an endless sea of ​​ice. There are endless snow mountains in the state, and the snowy mountains are scattered in the snowy mountains. Here, it is extremely cold winter for half a year. The snow particles are falling rapidly and violently. The deepest snow can almost bury the house.

It is extremely inconvenient to travel within the city. There is only a rugged and winding official road that is freezing and slippery all year round. There are many mountains and roads, and heavy snow in the long winter, which is a natural barrier and is most suitable for occupying mountains and becoming kings. Therefore, Yongzhou has been rich in bandits since ancient times.

After the Chu Emperor ascended the throne decades ago, he allocated a large amount of money and sent a large number of officers and soldiers to expel and half of the favor and half of the help. After three years, the bandits in Yongzhou were completely eliminated and a snow-white world was restored.

Yongzhou, which has been calm for decades, has been swaying, and snow disasters have been repeated for several years. The disaster situation is that you have finished singing and I will continue to flow. The relief supplies sent by the court have been exploited layer by layer, and few victims have seen it. The disaster situation has been turbulent for years. Nine out of ten villages are empty, and the people are living in poverty. The people starve to death and freeze to death. In the front line of life and death, in order to survive, some people have returned to their old business, gathered people to camp in the snow-capped mountains, became bandits, and robbed the relief money sent by the court. Some people left their hometown in groups, begged openly and robbed secretly, becoming bandits, and some even went to Qingzhou to file a lawsuit, which made everyone think that a rebel was arose, and for a moment they were panicked.

Huang Xuan focused his pen and drew a red circle on a high mountain. It was called Qingyan Mountain. It is the largest snow-capped mountain in Yongzhou. It has a very good geographical location and is the only official road in Yongzhou. There are bandits named Qingyan Village entrenched on the mountain for many years. The village is built on the mountain. The bandits rely on the mountains to eat the mountains and live a free and comfortable life, which does not disturb the villagers of Yuankou Village at the foot of the mountain. They even go down the mountain to provide relief when the year is not good.

Since years of famines broke out, life in Qingyan Village has become more difficult. At first, it was just Xiaoyao, but later it gradually became difficult to make a living. In order to survive, I did not care whether the passing money was ill-gotten or not, and I would never let it go as long as it was wealth. Because I didn't ask about the origin of the robbery, I finally got to the head of the people I couldn't afford to offend. Yongzhou Prefecture sent heavy troops to encircle and suppress the bandits several times, and they were so brave that they would not dare to come down on the mountain.

Qingyan Village's arrogant arrogance disappeared and he did not dare to act recklessly, which made him wait for death day by day. The situation in the village is not very good now, but the lean camel is bigger than a horse, and it can barely maintain it. A few months ago, the mountain village was on the verge of disbandment, but a mysterious man went up the mountain to surrender. As soon as he entered the mountain, he made great contributions, regaining the declining trend of Qingyan Village, and thus took the second place in the mountain village.

Huang Xuan's eyes flashed, and after several days of open and secret investigations, he finally learned that the man actually came from Yongzhou Prefecture, was dismissed from office and imprisonment, and escaped from prison. He was afraid that there were too many secrets on him, so many people wanted to shut up forever. Otherwise, how could a good official family be forced to end up as a bandit? It seems that the matter in Yongzhou will eventually fall on this person. Huang Xuan decided to break into Qingyan Mountain where the creeping tiger and hidden dragon, and meet the mysterious second leader for a while.

Qingyan Mountain is not a single peak, but a continuous mountain. At the foot of the mountain, it is as green as the sea for three months every year, but the top of the mountain is snow-white for years. The main peak is towering into the clouds and is covered by the ethereal and changing clouds.

The mountains are undulating and steep. On one side is a cliff like a knife and axe-cut, and on the other side is a path like a sheep intestine hanging on the clouds. After going up to the mountainside and bypassing the water stream that is thin all year round, the only way to climb up is a sudden end. The remaining road is a hanging ladder hanging on the cliff. Only by climbing up with hands and feet, you must always be careful of the deep cliff behind you. If you fall down accidentally, you will relieve your troubles in your life.

Fortunately, Huang Xuan turned over the almanac. The day he chose to go up the mountain was an auspicious day. There was no rainy weather, and there was only some cold wind measurements. Although the sheep intestine path was muddy, it was not difficult to walk. He cut off thick branches as a stick and staggered forward step by step.

As soon as he walked around the water stream on the hillside, he had no way out. Huang Xuan looked up at the rope ladder hanging in the distance, and felt a little sigh of sighing. He was ready to brew for a long time before he walked forward. After walking a few steps, he was blocked by several huge rotten trees that were lying on the ground. He had to hold a wooden stick to push away the dead branches and leaves, and climbed over the trees with difficulty. He had just straightened his body, but his eyes were in a flash, his body tightened, and then he floated slowly into the air.

I read a lot of Huang Xuan's operas. I had always known the tricks of taking people in the village, but I was not worried. I just looked up and down. Sure enough, I had been hung on the tree by a huge net bag.

He lowered his head slightly, and saw three strong men emerging from the deep forest. From a distance, they all looked dressed in ragged clothes. They looked at the fierce and vicious, but after standing under the tree, Huang Xuan couldn't help laughing. The honor of these three people was really hard to describe.

One of them had thick eyebrows, big eyes, and straight facial features. Unfortunately, his head grew into a triangle, and his chin was as sharp as an awl. When he lowered his head, he was worried, for fear that his chin would pierce his chest.

Another tall and thin man with thin arms and legs, and a thin neck with a round face as silver as a plate. However, such a lucky round face, thin eyebrows and thin eyes were embedded in such a lucky round face.

The leader of the Han Dynasty was the most Zhou Zheng, but his beard was connected to his hair, covering Zhou Zheng's eyebrows and eyes, and he looked like a monkey.

Huang Xuan was wandering around the net, and the net was extremely high. His laughter naturally spread far and circled in the empty mountains for a long time and never dispersed.

Perhaps because of the laughter of people countless times, the three of them were not shocked or angry, but they spat at him with beards: "Boy, don't look at the weird-looking grandpas, grandpa is very capable."

Holding the net rope tightly with both hands, Huang Xuan poked his head out of his arms and smiled through the delicate void, "Yes, yes, I heard that everyone in Qingyan Village is a hero, and I came to ask for a visit."

"Please see." Bearded smiled and said, "Look at your thin appearance, you are crazy hungry at the foot of the mountain, and you want to make a living on the mountain." He spat at Huang Xuan: "Look at your weak look, it's a waste of food when you come. You, where did you come back."

Huang Xuan smiled implicitly: "As far as we know, the second in charge of the village cannot withstand the cold wind, and the seats are still stable."

His pointed chin also spat at him: "Bah, although our second leader is bald, bald is smarter than our heads and hair. You can compare with him."

"Sure enough, Guizhai and Guizhai are all strange people." Huang Xuan smiled slowly on the net: "Your village has now become one meal a day, and it's a difficult time."

The tall and thin man was startled and looked at his beard and said, "Brother, he is really good at calculating. How can we know that our brothers only have one meal a day?"

He said with a pointed chin: "Three, you are so thin that you are as thin as a bamboo pole. Even a fool can tell that our brothers are not full."

"The hero's jaws are about to lose weight, so you can naturally see them." Huang Xuan smiled more and more implicitly, revealing an unfathomable look: "Although I am weak, I have a way to make your village have a big fish and meat from now on, and have no worries about food and clothing."

He immediately looked up at the sky and laughed: "I'm not afraid of saying this big thing." He put the long knife in front of him and looked at Huang Xuan: "Grandpa wants to see, what ability do you have to make us have enough food."

Huang Xuan took out something from his sleeve and threw it on the ground. There was a serious and serious relationship between his eyebrows and eyes, without a trace of smile: "This is a letter of fame. Please take it to the boss to see it."

The three people under the tree were ignorant of their words, and passed the things on the ground over, but they didn't see any name. They were afraid that they would be underestimated because they were ignorant of their own eyes. They looked at each other with a furious look: "Are you a ghost talisman? Do you look at your grandfather and don't recognize words?"

"I dare not, I will send a message to you, and I will guarantee that the heroes will have wine and meat every meal in the future." Huang Xuan thought to himself, if he didn't give them some benefits, he would probably not be willing to go this trip for him. He reached out and took out a tart cloth bag from his arms. This was the two kilograms of braised beef and steamed buns he bought before entering Yongzhou. Before the old couple escaped from the famine, he gave them one kilogram with them. The remaining kilogram was reserved for his life in danger. Now he can only invest in these hungry ghosts.

He threw the tart cloth to the ground and swallowed deeply: "I dare not worry about it, so I'm very good at martyrdom. This is for all the heroes, please accept it with a smile."

"Brother, it's braised beef and steamed buns." The pointed chin touched the greasy hand, and sniffed under the tip of his nose, and immediately swallowed: "Brother, let's divide it. If this rare thing is brought to the mountain, how can we have the share of our brothers?"

The three of them sat under the tree and shared their food. Because they had been hungry for a long time, they choked a little. But as the beef gradually decreased and there were only a few diced meat left, they started to feel a pity again, but they ate too fast and didn't taste the taste carefully.

The mountains were originally a little colder than the bottom of the mountain. In addition, the wind was strong today, and the wind blew across the bushes and blew Huang Xuan around. The cold wind was so cold that he shook hard, and then he sneezed several times.

Huang Xuan knew that Yongzhou was bitter and cold. When it came, he had all the warm items, including cotton coats, cotton pants, cotton boots, sheepskin hats, and thick and dense cloaks made of wind-wool. He had all the warm items and wrapped them tightly.
Chapter completed!