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Volume 1: White Body and Poor Family Chapter 135: Instigation

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    On the way back to Luoyang, Wenhan encountered many refugees along the way, and even encountered several groups of yellow scarf believers wearing yellow robes. They distributed yellow talismans around them and even spoke loudly, shouting that the sky is dead, that Huang Tian should stand, and that the year will come.  In Jiazi, the slogan of good fortune in the world confuses people's hearts.

    Wenhan seemed to be very disgusted with these Yellow Turbans, and ordered his troops to drive away group after group.  These Yellow Turbans did not resist, and left while sneering at Wen Han's soldiers.  Wenhan had doubts. After driving away the third group, he suddenly encountered a crazy attack from a crowd of refugees.  [.Piaotian Literature registered members recommend this work.]

    After all, these refugees were Han people. Wenhan couldn't bear to hurt them, so he had to fight them off and change his marching route.  Unexpectedly, the crowd of refugees came after me again without mercy.

    These people in the population group are crazy, as if they have deep hatred with Wen Han, some people do not know where to get weapons, this is a very serious threat.  Wenhan knew that continuing like this was not the way to go, so he ordered the entire army to prepare, and all methods could be used except not to take his life.

    Gao Shun took 1,800 black wind cavalry, 1,000 spear and shield soldiers and 2,000 infantry under his command back to relieve the county.  So now Wenhan only has 1,000 black wind cavalry and 1,200 infantry soldiers. Even so, it is more than enough to deal with this crowd of refugees.  Especially the Black Wind Cavalry, who had gone through so many fights.  Riding their horses, they whipped up a black whirlwind in the crowd of refugees. Coupled with the charge of the 1,200 infantrymen, Wen Han's army beat the refugees to the point where they cried for their fathers and mothers and fled in all directions.

    Several Black Wind Riders captured five or six young refugees and came towards Wenhan.  Wen Han got off his horse and saw that they were all children of thirteen or fourteen years old. His stern face calmed down slightly, he stared at them and asked.

    "I didn't do anything to harm the refugees like you, so why did you attack my soldiers and horses?"

    One of them, an older child, had a stubborn face. Looking at Wenhan wearing official uniform and armor, he was even more filled with hatred, and he spat out a strong breath in Wenhan's face.

    "Bah! You bureaucrats and generals are the most shameless! On weekdays, they only exploit the common people, and when there is a war, everyone avoids them. On weekdays, they only do evil, punching, kicking and bullying me and other weak refugees.  etc. Sometimes they even take human life seriously and kill refugees for fun.

    ¡°Hmph, you and these people only dare to be violent to us and other weak refugees. If you have the ability, you can learn from the famous literary champion and kill the Qiang and Hu aliens.  Don't ask me to wait for these weak refugees to show off their power!  "

    Wenhan easily avoided the thick phlegm spitted out by the child. Hearing what the child said, his face looked a little strange.  At this time, behind Wenhan, a nine-foot tall man with a face like a red date came up, holding his two-foot beard and making fun of him.

    "Haha. What an ignorant child. The person you just scolded is the literary champion you call me."

    "Ah, that person is actually Champion Wen?"

    After hearing what the red-faced man said, the children suddenly became commotion.

    The child who just spat on Wenhan with thick phlegm took a few steps back in disbelief. His eyes were suspiciously aimed at Wenhan from top to bottom, from head to toe.

    "I don't believe it. Those refugees from Bingzhou all say that Champion Wen loves the people. But you ordered soldiers and horses to repel us, and your behavior is completely different. How can you be Champion Wen!"

    "You kid, you are so ignorant. At first, you gathered a crowd and shouted to kill you. I couldn't bear to hurt you, so I deliberately avoided it. Unexpectedly, you came after me again and even took weapons. At this time, I returned  If I don't give the order to repel you, will I wait for you to harm the limbs of my soldiers and horses? Moreover, did my soldiers and horses kill one person just now?  This kid is good, but he doubts my identity."

    "Wellwhat you said makes sense."

    The child seemed to know that he was wrong, but he had no attitude of admitting his mistake. Instead, he asked Wenhan's identity again and again.  Wenhan couldn't help but feel angry and confirmed him again and again.

    "This is strange. Why did the Yellow Turbans tell us that you were sent by the imperial court to kill me and other refugees?"

    Wenhan frowned as he listened, realizing that it was the Yellow Turbans who were instigating them.

    "It's just nonsense! Although you are refugees, you have committed no crime. Why does the imperial court send troops to kill you! These Yellow Turban followers dare to slander the imperial court and instigate others. It can be said that the troublemakers and thieves are punished by everyone.  Of."

    When the child heard Wen Han angrily scolding the Yellow Turban disciples, he suddenly felt like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, with his fur standing on end.  He quickly defended himself.

    "Where. Champion Wen, you don't know the facts. Don't talk nonsense. In recent months, there have been constant earthquakes in the surrounding counties and counties, continuous heavy rains, and disasters one after another. As a result, there are dead people all around. When there are more dead people, the plague will come.  The plague is spreading and many people are homelessThe returning refugees were struck by the plague.

    The imperial court was afraid of the spread of the plague, and indeed sent several troops to kill people in an attempt to suppress the plague.  Those golden sect members are all good people, distributing talisman water and treating the refugees suffering from the plague.  You drove them away just now, and these refugees like us naturally hated you. Later, the Yellow Turbans said that your troops were here to kill people.  Of course it aroused public outrage, which is why we attacked your troops just now.  "

    "Uh. That's actually true."

    Wenhan¡¯s brows were furrowed, and his expression became serious and solemn.  He secretly cursed in his heart.

    "It seems that the Yellow Turbans have won the hearts of the people. They can call black and white, straight and straight. They can even instigate these refugees to kill the imperial soldiers and horses. They are so rampant. It seems that it is not far from the day when the Yellow Turban Rebellion broke out.  It will be too long.¡±

    Wenhan pursed his lips, thought for a while, and then said to the child.

    "Child, you go back and tell them my identity. And also make it clear that I will not lead troops to kill them. Tell them not to chase them again. Moreover, this is less than half a day's journey from Luoyang City. After I go back to Luoyang  , will invest their own money to set up a tent ten miles outside Luoyang City, and let some doctors treat the refugees who are suffering from the plague. The talisman water in the hands of the Yellow Turbans is a lie. To cure the disease, we still have to rely on it.  The doctor gives medicine to cure."

    After hearing what Wenhan said, the child's thin body trembled suddenly and looked at Wenhan in disbelief.  There were several children behind him, all of whom had expressions of shock and suspicion.  It seems that I have never heard of some bureaucrats and generals taking the initiative to provide funds to control the plague for the refugees.

    "You, youare you really paying for doctors to treat those sick refugees?"

    "A man keeps his word. Everything he says is an ironclad fact. Go back quickly, tell them, and then organize a team. Come ten miles outside Luoyang tomorrow, and you will see the tent I set up."

    The boy thought for a while, then nodded seriously to Wenhan.

    "It seems that you are truly a literary champion. I believe you. I will go back and tell them not to chase you again."

    Wenhan smiled, wiped the child's head, and then waved to the Black Wind Riders who had caught other children, indicating to let them go.

    These children, perhaps among the sick refugees, had their parents. When they heard that Wenhan had paid for a doctor to treat the sick refugees, they all laughed happily and jumped away.  .

    Wenhan watched them leave and muttered a few words, not knowing what he was talking about.

    ¡®There is nothing to see when you go out, the plain is covered with white bones.  ¡¯

    Wenhan led the army and continued to move towards Luoyang City. Along the way, as the child said, he was surrounded by corpses and skeletons of refugees who died of the plague.  They were piled up randomly on one side of the plain. When the wind blew by, you could faintly see the white bones.  This reminds Wenhan of two lines from Wang Can's "Seven Sorrows".

    Suddenly, there was a simple house on the plain.  There was a loud cry of surprise.

    "Ha! Ha! Ha! Success! Success! I finally succeeded, this plague has been cured!"

    A man with disheveled hair, twenty-five or six years old but full of stubble on his face, wearing a shabby white coat with a sloping front, rushed out of the house happily.

    The simple house was not far from Wenhan's army. Wenhan was attracted by his voice and looked towards him unconsciously.  The house he was in was filled with corpses, and there was an unpleasant smell of corpses. Even Wen Han could smell it. The horrible smell was felt in his stomach once he sniffed it.  Writhing and wanting to vomit.  I really don¡¯t know how this person could stay there, and it seems that he stayed there not long ago.

    The man with disheveled hair looked like he was crazy. Suddenly he thought of something and ran out of the house crazily on tiptoe.  It was thought that he had not eaten rice for many days, so he fell down after running for a while, and then started running again.  Running to the main road, it was not far from Luoyang City. In addition to Wenhan's troops, there were also many merchants' carriages heading towards Luoyang City.  After the disheveled man walked in, Wenhan could clearly see that he was holding a knife in one hand and an organ of the human body in the other, looking very much like a madman.

    "Silver~! Give me silver~! I need a lot of silver!! I can cure this plague, as long as I have money!!"

    The man with disheveled hair ran in front of a merchant carriage and blocked its way. His eyes were like a panda, full of persistence and madness.

    The carriage stopped, and the merchant sitting behind the carriage stuck his head out from the curtains of the carriage. He was startled when he saw the disheveled man with a knife in his hand and shouting for money, thinking that he was going to rob him.  Later, the merchant saw that he was sallow and thin, with not much meat on his body. He dared to eat in this line of work. He was really impatient to live.  The merchant immediately issued an order for the coachman driving the carriage and the entourage sitting next to the coachman to get down and give some food.Teach this madman.

    The groom and the entourage jumped out of the carriage almost at the same time, rolled up their sleeves, and sneered.  The disheveled man didn't know that he was about to be beaten, and he still kept mumbling about asking for money.

    At this time, Wen Han, who had been watching secretly, gave Guan Yu a look next to him.  Guan Yu nodded, understood in his mind, sat down on the black dragon colt, and flew towards the disheveled man.
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