Red Mansion: Seizing Jiangdong, starting with pirates

Chapter 156: Shandong Affairs

Shishu was called back again.

The little girl was tall and thin. She wore a short jacket with a snowflake collar and a blue porcelain-colored long collar.

Perhaps because she had just cried, her beautiful eyes were slightly red, with some unwiped tear marks at the corners of her eyes.

"Master."

The secretary shouted.

Fang Yong waved his hand and asked the secretary to sit over.

Shishu lowered his head and sat down beside the bed.

Fang Yong stretched out his hand and took the secretary's arm, saying:
"Why are you still crying? I'm going to teach you how to wield a spear and a stick, but you don't want to?"

Shishu looked at Fang Yong and said aggrievedly:

"Master, I want to serve you, I don't want to be a guard!"

Fang Yong smiled and said:

"What do you know, girl?"

"Come, let me see your roots."

After saying that, Fang Yong checked Shishu's physique.

Shishu didn't know what root bones were. She just felt itchy where Fang Yong touched her. She was afraid that she would really become a guard, so she refused to cooperate.

Fang Yong then asked Tanchun to help catch the secretary.

Tanchun grabbed the secretary's arm from behind.

Fang Yongze examined Shishu's wrists, arms, thin shoulders, and waist...

The secretary struggled embarrassedly, but was held down by Tanchun and could not move.

"girl!"

The secretary looked at Tanchun pitifully.

Tanchun smiled and leaned over, whispering a few words into the secretary's ear.

The secretary's ears turned red and her face was filled with shame.

In a trance, Shishu's clothes were somehow half taken off and his shoes fell off.

Fang Yong pinched the slender waist of the secretary and said:

"My waist is too thin. It's easy to get unstable when practicing martial arts!"

Shishu blushed and said weakly, "Master, I don't want to practice martial arts!"

Fang Yong said: "This is not up to you!"

……

After a while, Shishu lay on the bed weakly.

"Master, practicing martial arts is so tiring!"

Fang Yong said: "This is just the beginning. We need to train hard in winter and in summer. There will be more to come!"

Shishu's face fell and she looked up blankly.

"No way, there's more!"

Tanchun was laughing secretly at the side, but was discovered by Fang Yong, who pulled her over and punished her as well.

A few days later,
Fang Yong and the court formally reached a consensus.

The court announced that from now on, Duke Yonghuai would be fully responsible for the disaster in Shandong. In order to commend Duke Yonghuai for his righteousness, the court would grant the land of Jinan to Fang Yong after the disaster in Shandong was quelled.

After the agreement was reached, the disaster relief operation officially began.

It was just the beginning of winter.

A large number of Huaiyin troops began to enter Shandong territory.

Xiaonian Town.

A young girl was tied naked to the altar in the town.

The townspeople gathered around the girl to pay their respects. A bonfire was burning around the girl, with a large amount of dry firewood piled up. The hot air made the girl sweat all over.

The girl struggled in pain, crying and calling for her mother.

The mother below was extremely sad and wanted to rush forward to rescue her daughter, but she was held down by other townspeople.

A witch stood in front of the altar, dancing strangely in front of a strange statue, her hands and feet waving wildly, and she muttered:
Great God Wutong, your magical power is supreme, your grace is great, and you are omnipotent. We all obey your guidance and strictly abide by your precepts. Now we offer a pure virgin to the Great God Wutong, and ask you to show your grace and make the flood in Xiaonian Town recede, the crops are abundant, the population is safe, and the livestock reproduce...

As she spoke, the witch took a mouthful of kerosene and prepared to spray it at the girl.

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves rumbled, and with a whoosh, a sharp arrow accurately pierced the witch's head, and she fell straight to the ground.

A group of people came quickly.

"No one is allowed to move!"

Liang Lie rushed to the town with hundreds of fully armed Huaiyin soldiers.

Seeing this, the witch's accomplice tried to run away, but was shot to the ground by Liang Lie.

"Anyone who dares to move will die!"

The elders in the town came forward angrily upon seeing this, pointing at Liang Lie and saying:
"You, you, you killed the messenger of the gods, you will be punished!"

Liang Lie sneered, rode his horse forward, overturned the altar, and crushed the statue of Wutong God.

"I am a cavalry general under the command of Lord Yonghuai Fang Yong. I have been ordered to come here to provide disaster relief. What a bullshit god! Anyone who obstructs the relief work or spreads rumors to confuse the people will be killed!"

After saying this, he waved his hand and his soldiers stepped out and grabbed the elder directly. They took him to the altar where they were going to burn the little girl to death, ready for execution!

The clan elder and many of his relatives saw this and stepped forward to stop it.

Liang Lie waved his hand, and the soldiers drew their bows and shot arrows, and in the blink of an eye, all these people were shot down.

Liang Lie said:
"Anyone who resists will be guilty of the same crime!"

As he said this, he took those who were still alive to the altar and beheaded them as well.

The sticky blood spurted out, and all the residents of Xiaonian Town were frightened into silence.

Liang Lie stood on the stage and said loudly:

"Listen carefully, my name is Liang Lie. I am here on the orders of Lord Yonghuai to do two things: one is to kill people. Not to kill innocent people, but to kill those who bring disaster to the village and take advantage of the opportunity to cause chaos; the second is to provide disaster relief. Without further ado, the people have been killed, and the disaster relief will begin immediately!"

Hearing about the disaster relief, the fear in the hearts of the townspeople of Xiaonian Town was reduced a little, and they looked at Liang Lie with a hint of expectation in their eyes.

To be honest, if one really couldn't survive, who would be willing to worship the evil god here?
Liang Lie ordered people to set up thirty large pots in the town.

Xiaonian Town is a large town, with an original population of more than 1,500 or 5,000 to 6,000 people. After the disaster, some fled, some died, and some became bandits. Now there are only more than 3,000 people left.

There are thirty large pots, with an average of one hundred people in each pot.

To be honest, it was a bit too little, but Liang Lie didn't bring much food, so it was impossible to feed all these people, so each person just had a small bowl of food as a token of his appreciation.

Soon, a large pot was set up, water began to boil, rice was put in, some chopped dried duck meat was added, and salt was added. Finally, thirty pots of fragrant and sticky meat porridge were cooked.

The villagers looked on eagerly, swallowing their saliva.

If there hadn't been a large number of Huaiyin troops guarding on the side, they would have rushed forward one after another!

At this time, a villager couldn't bear it anymore.

He had been hungry for who knows how many days. Every day he ate grass roots and tree bark to fill his stomach, or dug snails in the mud, or pulled up foxtail grass and ate the seeds. When he smelled the fragrance, he couldn't help but take a step forward.

The Huaiyin Army soldier in charge of guarding shouted loudly:
"Stop, go back!"

However, perhaps the man's reason had been devoured by hunger, or perhaps he had a little bit of luck in his heart. In any case, he turned a deaf ear to the soldiers' warnings and continued to move forward.

The rest of the villagers were all staring at that man. If that man managed to eat the porridge safely, one could easily imagine what would happen next.

Fortunately, each of these Huaiyin troops who came for disaster relief were carefully selected by Fang Yong. They were all veterans of many battles. Before they came, Zhai Xun gave them rigorous training and informed them of various situations they might encounter during disaster relief. Therefore, the Huaiyin troops at this time were not at all panicked when facing this situation.

A Huaiyin soldier calmly picked up the longbow on his back, drew the bow and shot the arrow in one go. With a whoosh, the man fell in front of the cauldron.

Seeing this, the people were so scared that they took a step back.

With such a real example, no one dared to move.

Soon, the meat porridge was cooked, and Liang Lie ordered people to line up to get the porridge.

During this period, there were people who cut in line and snatched other people's porridge. Liang Lie was ruthless and shot them all.

Disaster relief is no joke, especially when Liang Lie and his men are alone in providing disaster relief. They must be dealt with strictly. Only in this way can we calm the victims!
(End of this chapter)