: There are bones frozen to death on the road

Author: An Huajun

The bones of the sheep and some mutton were distributed to the people. At night, Wang Xiaoli and others' food was much worse. Then he added radishes, lotus roots, etc., and everyone drank them all the time. The radishes here were particularly delicious, pickled and fresh.

Everyone ate less.

Wang Xiaoli looked at the cold wind outside the door and felt that it was difficult for the people to return to the south.

The conditions on the road are limited, so they can't even get enough food and clothing. When Wang Xiaoli met, he could only let them have a full meal. No matter how good the conditions were, it would be very difficult. He could not let his guards get equipment.

Give it out and give it to them. Besides Jiangxian, there are countless people on the way.

To mourn the hardships of people's livelihood, we should keep weeping for a long time. This is not a problem for one person, but a problem for a large group of people.

Wang Xiaoli looked at the howling cold wind in the door wind and sighed.

Cui Qing went to the toilet and came back to suck his air, saying, "Good guy, it's snowing outside, there are so many snowflakes."

Wang Ruohai said: "If there is a heavy snowfall, I'm afraid that tomorrow will not be able to go."

Wang Xiaolie was a little upset and stood up and said, "Go to bed early. If it is not snowy, hurry up tomorrow morning."

Not long after I fell asleep, the cold wind stopped, but the snow became heavier. The snowflakes were like goose feathers, fluttering, and soon covered the world. The world was quickly covered with a layer of plain makeup. The dark night also became

Build the shit.

Wang Xiaoli lay down but couldn't sleep. The people outside the door looked like they were short of clothes and were always hitting their hearts. And there was light in their eyes, their lives had hope, and they were full of longing for the future.

It was not until the second half of the night that Wang Xiaolie fell asleep.

The next morning, someone shouted outside, and everyone was back and forth, busy.

Wang Xiaoli was woken up, sat up, opened his mouth and wanted to curse. Fortunately, he woke up quickly and hurriedly held back. He heard the noise outside, sighed and had to get up and get dressed. After washing, he pushed open the door and walked out.

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Seeing the busy appearance of the people around him, Wang Xiaolie asked Cui Qing: "What's the matter? Why are you so nervous?"

Cui Qing said: "When I went back to Xuanfu, the snow was too heavy last night, and the sheds where the people lived were crushed, and some of them froze to death. The county magistrate was taking people to count them, and the people here also came to help. Oh, it's such a sin!

We were afraid that they would freeze, so we burned a few more pots of charcoal in the shed, so some people would sleep too much."

Wang Xiaolie was stunned after hearing this. After a while, he said, "How could it be? How could it be frozen to death? Why did I come here for a day, but I will freeze to death?"

After saying that, he looked around blankly.

The snow has stopped, the wind has stopped, and it is surrounded by silver makeup. The morning sun shines on the snow, with beautiful and gorgeous lights idle. Those flustered people seem to be running in the painting. At this moment

Wang Xiaoli seemed to have forgotten what people were doing.

Suddenly, Wang Xiaoli woke up suddenly and asked Cui Qing: "How many people died?"

Cui Qing said: "The county magistrate is counting, but I don't know yet."

Wang Xiaolie looked up at the rising sun, and it was red. The fiery red sun seemed to turn into a smiling face, outlining the appearance of the little girl yesterday.

Walking out of the post station quickly, Wang Xiaoli looked at the shed where the people lived. The snow was too heavy, and the roof of the shed collapsed, and the fire in the brazier below was extinguished. At night, there were curtains around the shed, and there was nodding the charcoal fire inside, but it was not

It was very cold. As soon as the roof of the shed collapsed, the cool breeze came in, and many people lost their lives while sleeping.

Wang Xiaoli looked at it for a while and didn't know what to say. His face turned cold and he stood next to the shed.

The county magistrate was busy saving people, inside and out, and he didn't bother to say a word. Wang Xiaoliu's people came to help and obeyed the county magistrate's command.

Wang Xiaoli's rule here is that he cannot make a lot of money. He must have a commander in everything. Generally speaking, if the commander is sure, even the senior officials will follow their command on this matter. If you have any opinions, the matter

Let’s talk about it later. If you don’t obey the command, the officials will be punished later.

It took a long time before the county magistrate came to report.

Wang Xiaolie asked: "How many people died? How many people were injured? How many people were there in total?"

The county magistrate said: "Last night, a total of 68 people were resting here, and 17 people died. I won't mention the minor injuries. Almost everyone was injured. Thirteen people were seriously injured, eight of them were afraid.

Lifetime disability. Alas—”

Wang Xiaoli nodded. He looked at the person being carried away and said, "Die is buried well, the injured are treated well, and even those who are slightly injured are treated. When I came, I brought a military doctor, but I can't walk for a few days.

Just help. People who are not dead should also be treated well. What will happen if they encounter such a thing?"

The county magistrate said yes.

Wang Xiaoli said again: "If there is a small county in Jiangxian, if there is any difficulty in money and food, you can tell my followers. If there is a natural disaster, you should have helped me."

The county magistrate was overjoyed and hurriedly thanked him.

Rescue sixty or seventy people is not difficult. But for Jiang County, a small county, it does exceed its ability. The population is only tens of thousands, but after the war, one in ten is not saved. Now the whole county has only a few more people.

Thousands of people. In later generations, it was just a bigger village, and it was really hard for people to bear the functions of a county.

There are many such counties in Hedong, and Wang Xiaoli felt a headache after seeing them. When will such counties return to normal? It is hard to say. Normally, such counties can only provide assistance now, but cannot be requested. But tens of thousands of troops are

Jinzhou is so close, how can we not collect grain and husbands?

Several times, Wang Xiaoli wanted to say that he should not collect grain from such a county, and he held back when he said that. To do this, many responsible officials needed to carefully check and verify it. But now, Wang

Where can I find people when I hunt for Xiaohu? If there is no one, I will not recruit people from here, so I will recruit people from other places. Even the pressure will be directly given to the troops in front. What mistakes did the troops make? I have to bear this pressure.

The command in the rear must coordinate these things well and not put pressure on the troops. A commander will have a headache and a foot hurts. That will not work, and in the end it will cause trouble.

People often fantasize about being a general, a prime minister, a king, and a marquis because they only see their glamor and not their responsibilities. Their responsibilities do not allow them to say whatever they think, but to think about it without thinking about it.

If you can complete it, the impact on others. If you really think about it, this role will no longer attract people's yearning for it.

At the end, Wang Xiaolie could only sigh.

After the personnel counted, several officers carried the dead bodies for cremation. Except for some who had no relatives, most people had to take the bones to their hometowns to bury even if they died. Even if they could not return to their hometowns, they would go back to their hometowns and take a look at the mountains and rivers of their hometowns.

, it is also a kind of sustenance.

Wang Xiaolie looked at the little girl again.

She stood next to a corpse, looking at the corpse on the stretcher, her eyes filled with tears. The feeling of crying but not being able to cry was heartbreaking.

There is no light in her eyes, only sadness. There is a hint of confusion in her sadness, and I don’t know where the road is. Perhaps for her, what can I do if I return to my hometown? People are gone. My hometown may be a place.

A strange place.

Wang Xiaolie looked at her and was also very sad. What he was most sad was that there was no light in her eyes and no yearning for the future.

This is the people under their rule. They have birth, old age, sickness, death, joy, sorrow, hope, despair, and their lives.

To this society, everyone is insignificant. Life and death, health or injury, society will eventually develop. But everyone is a part of society and is extremely important to society. When everyone leaves, society will

Changes occur. However, changes are large and small, some are obvious, and some are not obvious.

People often call this relationship a dialectical relationship, and they need to look at the world dialectically. In fact, there is nothing good to be dialectical. The world was originally like this, but our understanding was not sufficient in the past. The so-called dialectics seems to be correct, but in fact it is wrong.

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In this world, there is no dialectics or machinery, it is just a way for people to add. But once this method of looking at affairs is regarded as a kind of faith, it will go wrong again.

The Diamond Sutra says that all conditioned dharmas are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, shadows, like dew and lightning, and should be viewed in this way. Buddhism says that dependent origination and emptiness are important in enlightenment, and finally realize the word emptiness. What are you actually enlightened? How can you?

Understand the word "empty"? The world is like this world, and the world is like this world.

The little girl raised her head, looked at Wang Xiaoli, and then lowered her head, looking at the relatives on the stretcher, the dead relatives.

At this moment, Wang Xiaolien had a little enlightenment. But he couldn't say what it was.

At this moment, Wang Xiaolie felt that he had surpassed all religions and all beliefs in the world. At this moment, Wang Xiaolie finally understood that the world was like this, there was only one way. This way, in all kinds of things
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