After that day, the land fence returned to peace. The tribesmen received the monthly money ten days in advance, and each of the lords also got their capital back on time. Naturally, they praised Lu Xin, who said that he had good character, great ability and responsibility. It was really appropriate to be a deacon of the deacon. No one missed the bad things Lu Jian.
At the Presbyterian Church, because of the mourning of Lu Jian, the face was disgraced, and he could not do anything to Lu Shang for the time being. He also stopped for the time being and did not cause any more trouble for a while.
As for Pei Val and Xie Valve, they had no response to what happened in Cuiheyuan. The movement that night was quite a bit, and they could not hide the eyes and ears of each valve. However, even if Pei Val and Xie Valve knew about it, they had no shame to argue with the land valve, and could only pretend that nothing had happened. As for whether Xie Min and Pei Yuko had been taught a serious lesson behind the scenes, outsiders would not know.
After helping Lu Xin to firmly take up the position of deacon of the branch, Lu Yun also stopped and returned home. In the three-point and one-line life, he turned a blind eye to the outside world and focused on preparing for the competition in two months.
This complicated and troubled autumn seems to have finally passed...
A month passed in a blink of an eye, and it was early winter. The flowers and trees in Luojing City were withering and the cold wind suddenly rose. The princes and nobles in Luobei had already used the earth dragon and the warm stove early, and stayed in the warm hall as warm as spring to drink and have fun without any bitter and coldness.
The common people in Luonan were reluctant to use charcoal so early, so they could only put cotton pants and jackets on their bodies early, cursing the thief for why God was so cold and what they should do.
As for those victims who are still stranded in the capital, life is even more difficult. After the flood receded after the autumn, most of the victims returned home one after another. However, some people were greedy for the prosperity of the capital and could enjoy the alms of each family and were reluctant to return. Unexpectedly, starting last month, the victims announced the successful end of the disaster relief and closed the porridge factory one after another. They ignored the remaining 18,000 victims.
These victims who still want to eat for free are really naive. The past families did not pity them, but were worried that there would be chaos in the capital, so they took out some food to stabilize the situation and earned some fame. Now, most of the victims have left, and the remaining people cannot cause any storm. The reputation of each family has already earned. How could they waste their food on them again?
As a result, these victims were still wearing tattered single clothes and hugged hungrily under the eaves of the neighborhoods in Luonan. As soon as winter began, some people were frozen to death and starved to death.
In desperation, the victims could only try to save themselves. The elderly and children carried broken bowls and begged all over the streets. Women and men ran to the western market to sell labor. They registered in the dental shop, and squatted in the corner, waiting for the employer to come and choose. The joyful person who was chosen as a long-term worker finally didn't have to worry about how to survive this winter. But most people could only do odd jobs intermittently, and their lives were very difficult.
Among these victims, there are also some people who are lazy and work-loving and unwilling to work hard to get hungry and beg for a long time. They see that they are young and strong, and they are unwilling to give alms at all. These people start cheating and stealing. The braver and more capable people even set their minds on the tombs of the royal and princes in the Mangshan Mountains and start to rob the tombs!
Since the beginning of winter, the number of gold and jade objects received by pawnshops in the capital has increased sharply, and they are all dead. The pawnshops all have golden eyes and can see at a glance that those things are burial items, and 99% of them were stolen from the tombs in Mangshan. However, the Chaofengs did not mean to refuse to receive stolen goods, but instead took advantage of the foreign tomb robbers who lacked channels for selling stolen goods and were eager to make a living with money. They tried hard to lower the price, and often only took the price of a dime. When they went back and sold, there was no more profitable transaction than this.
As a result, when he saw a person who looked like a disaster victim, the shopkeepers in the pawnshop all looked lit up, as if he saw the God of Wealth.
Look, the man in the West City and the pawnshop had a thick curtain lifted open, and a man in a dirty-faced and ragged jacket walked in a little embarrassedly.
If it were normal, the Door would have driven people away. But now, when he saw the man coming in, the Door helped him open the curtain as if nothing had happened. After he entered, the Door looked at his back and grinned and made a lip-syncing "fat sheep" at the friend opposite him.
The guy nodded slightly, but raised his face and looked at the man and said, "Do you want to be a good person or a redeem?"
"Dang, dang, dang." The man stuttered and covered his chest, as if there was something amazing hidden there.
"Please here." The guy led him to Chaofeng. Chaofeng, the pawnshop, sat behind the counter that was nearly one person high, and looked down from a high place through the fence, looking at the man with a sense of oppression, without saying a word.
The man was a little embarrassed, and when he saw Chaofeng's attitude, he was even more nervous and couldn't even say anything: "Hard work, hard work, villains have, and they have something to be used as."
"Yes." Chao Feng nodded, looking half-dead and refused to say more.
The man became more and more depressed. The corners of his mouth twitched a few times, took out a rag bag from his arms, held up his hands, put them on the counter with difficulty, and said with a begging expression: "Look at it, how much is it worth?"
"Yeah." Chaofeng snorted another nasal sound, looked at the rag bag, reached out and picked it apart, and saw a token-like object the size of a palm, the style was simple and purple-gold. Chaofeng narrowed his eyes and looked at the front of the object. The four seal characters were written in "Taiping Tianxia", and the surroundings were decorated with cloud patterns. Although the age seemed very old, the color was still as bright as before, just as it was forged.
Chaofeng stretched out his hand again and wanted to pick up the object, but found that it was extremely heavy, and it was twice as heavy as the same size of gold. No wonder the man always covered his chest, because he was afraid that it would fall to the ground with his clothes. Chaofeng held the object with both hands and turned it to the back, but saw four seal characters engraved on the back, saying "Great Sage and Good Teacher".
When Chaofeng looked at the object, the man did not dare to breathe, and waited there with a look of anxiety. After a while, Chaofeng finally withdrew his gaze and pushed the object in front of him, saying with a look of love: "It is neither gold nor jade, nor silver nor copper, and the style is ugly, and I will give you at most two hundred coins."
"What, only two hundred dollars?" The man's hope was shattered and he said in disbelief: "This object is heavier than gold. If you cut a knife and axe, you can't hurt it at all. It must be a treasure!"
"Then, what is it coming from? Where is the wonderful thing?" Chao Feng looked at the man with a sarcastic look on his face and said, "Please give me some advice."
"This..." The man's enthusiasm just now ejaculated, and he just said: "Give it a little more, this thing is really valuable." But he couldn't tell where it was valuable, and the man didn't even dare to mention where it came from.
Seeing the man's embarrassing look, Chao Feng felt a hint of complacent sneer in his heart: "It's no use to deal with you tomb robbers."
The man kept begging, Chao Feng pushed the object outward with an impatient look on his face, and said in a muffled voice: "If the guest official is dead, it will be up to 300 yuan at most. If the guest official is still unsatisfied, he can only go to another house to check it out."
"There are also this money for other families..." The man was discouraged.
"Isn't this going to end?" Chao Feng smiled proudly and looked at the man with a smug smile: "Do it or not?"
"When..." the man nodded helplessly.
"Will live or die?" Chaofeng asked again.
"Diet..." the man lowered his head.
Chapter completed!