Full of evil reborn male [Live]

Chapter 138 Comer

"Name, how many people? Where did you come from? What will you do?"

"Let's line up! Skilled ones go forward! Family members follow closely, follow closely!"

"Come here if you know carpentry! Go to the back and test!"

Outside the city wall of Pinglu County, Diqiu Bing used fences to build a long separation wall. On one side were porridge sheds and medical camps, and on the other side were long queues of scribes and primary school graduates, swarming in. The victims were oppressed by the Black Armored Army armed with long guns, they were slowly divided into several large groups, and they were driven into the wall one by one. Their names, backgrounds and skills were registered, and then they were given a bowl of gruel, and their bodies were roughly checked before being distributed. Go to various workshops and farms.

In order to avoid the epidemic, these victims were divided into small groups, and they needed to live in temporary tents for seven days, and by the way, they also recuperated their bodies, and only after they were sure that there was no serious problem would they actually enter Pinglu to do work.

The hot rice porridge was lined up along the base of the city wall. Although the clerk who checked the registration was impatient and blushed and his neck was thick, he did everything in the open, and everyone could see that this set was done. The process, although the victims are trembling, they are relieved, at least here is not driving them to death, there is a way to survive!

In order to cause a large number of disaster victims to flood into Bingzhou, General Zhu Songzhu also changed his attitude of staying in the mansion for the past few months, ignoring all the shit, and led the new-looking Huwei Camp to patrol around in a majestic manner, cooperating with Captain Di Qiuli The acceptance plan of the disaster victims, dividing and draining a large number of disaster victims, and calming down the local order, really made the fathers and villagers look at each other with admiration-this Zhu Bopi actually changed his temper and defended the people and the country? !

Li Xian didn't want this guy to be an eyesore at first, but his uncle pulled him away and said quietly, the Zheng Clan has been in the northwest for hundreds of years, and it can be said to be deeply rooted and leafy, so the official article still needs to be described, the world still belongs to Dayan In the world, the official is still the official of Dayan.The sky is high and the emperor is far away, and it is true that there are few taboos in doing things, but if you don't even save the face of the court——

Dayan didn't lose its virtue, even if Emperor Yuanhe won the throne incorrectly, it's just that people slandered one or two in private, and the people's hearts haven't lost.

Zheng Jin looked at Li Xian steadfastly, and did not continue the following words. Even if the words that have been uttered, if outsiders hear them, they are already treasonous words.For this nephew, he really digs his heart out.

【Tsk tsk!Unexpectedly, the second uncle of the beauty is a bit wild! 】

Zhong Ke sighed, and the live broadcast room was full of wolves howling. One after another, the "strategic thinkers" on the Internet firmly supported the second uncle. Things can be done, but skins still have to be covered. "Being king slowly" is definitely the secret of striving for hegemony!

"Wait, wait!" Li Xian was a little confused by the second uncle and the masters in the live broadcast room, "I just want to live my life comfortably, whether it's farming or training soldiers, it's all about myself Keep it safe, I never thought that I really want to, want to..."

[...Ah Xian, the title of "Farming and Fighting Hegemony Party" is not just for fun. You have come all the way, although you have been booed by the superiors and coveted by powerful enemies around you, but since you have taken this step, you Of these things in hand, which one is not priceless?Do you think that if you have made it to this point, Dayan, that small-bellied emperor, will still treat you as the idiot of the Li family back in the day, and let you do whatever he wants? 】

What Zhong Ke said was meaningful, and the uncle in front of Li Xian also smiled meaningfully.

Li Xian's head seemed to be shaken by the loud bang of the Hong Zhong, and the previous confused way forward seemed to be cleared of the fog, revealing a faintly majestic face.

Since the face-saving project must be done well, Zhu Zhuangwei's big banner naturally cannot be wasted, so General Zhu Songzhu, who was frightened out of his wits by the "poison pill" electric shock, got the "health" guarantee from Mr. Li, and for the sake of his own life, he regrouped. He Shan dragged Hu Weiying, whose surname was no longer Zhu, out of the mountain, and began to run hard.

In front of the refugee shelter outside Pinglu County, Zhong Liu was sitting in front of a temporary tent, questioning the refugees who registered and waited in line to enter the camp.

"...Name? Where are you from, what do you do for a living? How many people in your family are traveling together?"

Zhong Liu and his youth group dispatched all their members, originally thinking of being able to do patrol and maintain law and order, but with the Black Armor Army and the Huwei Camp coming out, this is not a problem, but there are not enough clerks, and even they can only write superficially Half the size of the children have come in handy.Fortunately, the questions asked are familiar and familiar. I have asked them hundreds of times a day. I only need to record the basic information of the victims and issue a temporary number plate. Teenagers make mistakes.

The man in front of him was tall, dressed in shabby clothes, with a stooped figure, holding a woman in a black veil with one hand, bowing his head and saying in a hoarse voice: "My surname is Zhu, my name is Dao. There are only me and my sister in the family. We are Chen Guoruancheng People, came here to avoid war. I..."

He paused, looked back at the slender woman, and said, "I'm strong and can carry the burden."

These words sounded plain at first, but Zhong Liu immediately felt that something was wrong, and quietly raised his eyes, yes, this man spoke too plainly, without stuttering at all, even though he was dressed in rags and lowered his head to hide his face, he did not have a trace of rusticity Man's nervous fear and embarrassment.Look at this man's tiger's mouth, it is full of calluses, this is not something that can be ground out by doing farm work, and the calluses in the same position can be seen in the hands of his father and Zhong's second son-that is The marks left by warriors holding knives and guns for many years.

"Have you ever been a soldier?"

Zhong Liu asked calmly, while stretching his legs and kicking Er Bao, who was gnashing his teeth and wrestling with the pen holder beside him, who was writing a temporary log book, Er Bao was startled, raised his head to look, and met Zhong Liu's eyes again. Wei Wei made a pair, and the tacit understanding honed in the youth group for many days let him know immediately that something was wrong.

Er Bao loosened his hand and dropped the pen, he hurriedly bent down to pick it up, and took the opportunity to squint at the two of them.

The man still lowered his face, and replied in a low voice: "I served as a soldier for a few years, and then I was injured and returned to my hometown." probing gaze.

Er Bao straightened up as if he didn't notice it, put his hand behind his back and made two gestures quietly, and a member of the youth group standing not far away quietly ran away.

"This is your sister?" Zhong Liu looked at the woman who didn't make a sound, and asked, "Why are you covering your face? Name, age, have you ever been married?"

Because there are more and more bachelors in Diqiu, Mr. Li asked to record the relevant information of young women when registering, so as to facilitate marriage and matchmaking in the future.

"Ashu's face was injured, he was afraid of scaring others, so he covered his face."

Zhong Liu's voice was neither high nor low, staring at the rather suspicious man, quietly touched the dagger stuck in his lap with one hand, and said clearly: "Take off the face towel, we need to record the face when we log in, how can we do it?" Such cover."

If this guy is not a gangster, he is a kidnapper, in short, he will not be a kind person.

Zhu Dao was silent, and he held the woman's hand tightly, and the woman suddenly cried out in pain, but her tongue was slurred and her words were incoherent.

In a hurry, he said, "Ashu? I'm sorry, I..."

Ashu shook his head lightly, reached out to take off a corner of the scarf, and turned his face directly to Zhong Liu and Er Bao.

Zhong Liu's eyes twitched, but Ah Bao suddenly exclaimed: "You, your face..."

The woman didn't speak, and gently covered the black face scarf on her face, leaving only a pair of beautiful eyes drooping slightly.

Under the face scarf, five or six scars that have not fully healed criss-cross on her face, against those eyes, it is really terrifying, it is unbearable to look at.

Ashu broke away from his elder brother's hand, bowed gracefully, reached out and gently took the pen and paper from Erbao's hand, and wrote: "The slave was killed by the wicked, my brother took me to escape the war and fled here, begging for your kindness to take me in."

Zhu Dao suddenly raised his head, and a pair of star-like eyes swept across Zhong Liu's cheeks. Zhong Liu's whole body trembled, as if he had been bitten by ice.

"Let's go!" Zhu Dao gave Zhong Liu a deep look, and took Ashu's hand and was about to retreat, but there were heavy footsteps behind him.

"Wrap around! Stop!"

When Zhu Dao turned his head, a row of black-armored guards faced each other with long spears, and behind them were ten light soldiers holding crossbow arrows, and their sharp arrows were pointing at this side.Zhong Liu and Er Bao had already rolled on the ground and ran to the side.

Zhong Heng, who was on patrol, came galloping from the other side on his black horse, stopped abruptly, stared at the man who called himself Zhu Dao, and said, "Is that you?"

***

"My lord, is this glass just finished?" He Dacheng stared at the hot green mucus in the iron bowl, without caring about wiping off the fumigated sweat from his forehead, he couldn't help asking.

Lao He was originally a member of Zheng's paper workshop. Back then, Mr. Li set up a new paper workshop in Nanyuan Zhuangzi and transferred him. After doing this, he was determined to make it to the end, and followed the young master to the northwest with all his heart.

After the paper factory in the northwest copied the set of machinery and methods of Nanyuan, and gradually the output stabilized, he handed over the stall to his apprentices, and devoted himself to developing new recipes for Mr. Li.Although his qualifications are old and his workmanship is good, but he has no foundation in arithmetic. The squares drawn by Mr. Li are finely drawn horizontally and vertically, and the markings are even finer. .

He Dacheng's original set was not very satisfying, and he calculated the size with calculations, and it was really one head and two big.

Seeing that Tiejia was rated as a first-class technician, and even He Qina's kitchen foreman was a first-class technician, He Dacheng also became ruthless, and begged his son to "touch the top", and spent half a year concentrating on simple numbers. Mathematics has advanced by leaps and bounds, and even the skills in his hands have advanced a step further. He was hired by the young master as a second-level technician. If he can develop a new formula, then the "A skill" is also proper.

Lin Quan's steward is the son's caring steward, he can't compare, but the iron armor was only put on halfway, how can he not compare? !

He Dacheng has such a progressive mind, so he concentrates on research, and at the beginning of the new year, he mustered up the courage to take the "glass" prescription to study.

Although there is a prescription, many of the sayings in the prescription are strange and unheard of. While discussing with the steward Lin Quan and others, he also consulted the young master from time to time. It took more than three months, and finally the first kiln was fired. finished product.

"Not bad! Lao He, you have a heart."

Master Li was also very happy to see this beautiful liquid made of sand, soda ash and other cheap materials. Although this is still far from success, it is still an important step.

"This color should be not purified enough, there are too many bubbles, and it needs to be stirred..."

Li Xian relayed the questions that Zhong Daxian was nagging in his ear one by one, while discussing with He Dacheng in detail how to improve it, he was also very curious about what Zhong Ke said about the little "surprise" that will come when the glass is burned .

Cups?Mirror?telescope?These are all expected, although it is an excellent thing, it is not a surprise, right?

Thinking about Zhong Ke's old brother, although he loves money and talks about it, he has never failed in what he said, and Li Xian felt a little itchy for a while.