Anlefang in the south of Chang'an City, near Anhuamen, was one of the main gathering points for villagers to flock to Chang'an City before, and is now one of the most violent riots.

The door of Sifang District is open, and the wood used in the portal has long been demolished and burned for heating. Fang Street is full of people and animals and urinating and various garbage, but more are people. There are ragged people gathered everywhere in the corners of the streets. Their eyes are either violent or sad, but more are confused.

There is a house with more than half of the courtyard wall in Fangli Nanqu. There are thirty or forty people gathered inside and outside, sitting or lying down, resting in the sun without much heat to recover their physical strength.

In the ear room in the courtyard, the doors and windows were tightly closed, and there were more than a dozen people scattered around, looking around vigilantly, as if something amazing was going on in the room.

But in fact, there was only a digging of a soil stove in the room. There was a tile urn slightly larger than a human head on the soil stove. There was a hint of heat coming from the urn, and there was a faint charcoal fire in the stove. Several people gathered in front of the stove and baked their wet clothes.

"Don't let go and vent the smoke, don't attract the disciples on the street!"

A man was still whispering that the chaotic people in Hecheng were all hungry. Once they noticed a place where they burned the stove and cooked, they would naturally rush up to compete. In this chaotic environment of disorder, people's hearts were the enemy country and hell.

"Okay, let the charcoal fire be put out first, and let the brothers who were dispatched today enter the room to eat!"

A man in his thirties, with a tall but not burly skeleton, controlled the heat, stirred up the small amount of grain in the jar, and whispered.

After hearing this, everyone smiled and called out a dozen more people when they went out. Nearly twenty people gathered in this small room, passing bamboo spoons to get the small amount of thin soup in the cistern jar.

The old grains do not have any grain flavor, and the amount is too small and the soup is really tasteless, but many people still can't bear to swallow it. They hold it in their mouths and suck it for a long time before swallowing it into their stomachs.

"Brother, come and have a sip!"

A teenager, half a young man, bought a spoon, turned to look up at the middle-aged man in his thirties and said.

The middle-aged man looked at the soup that was not much left in the jar, licked his dry lips, waved his hand and said, "Whoever goes out to eat can eat, can he eat. This is the rule!"

A mere jar of soup was quickly eaten up, and even some of the remaining rice on the jar was scraped and eaten by the last person.

"Sanlang, then we'll go, you can stay at home with peace of mind!"

After hearing this, the middle-aged man nodded and reminded: "It's still the same rule, don't go too deep into the city, don't get separated! No matter how much you get before sunset, you must return quickly!"

After seeing off his companions who were looking for food, the middle-aged man and his left-behind companions retreated back to the yard and stayed around the house.

The middle-aged man is named Liu Yu. He and his companions are both lost customers who live in Duling, the south of Beijing. They usually make a living by farming. This time, they entered Xijing. They originally planned to take advantage of their winter leisure to find some work in Xijing. Even if they don’t have any foreign money, it would be better than staying at home and wasting food.

A group of strong people left their little family in the village, but they didn't expect to encounter such chaos. Anhuamen was guarded by a group of strong people. People had to pay money and food if they wanted to go in and out, so they could only stay in the city.

After the initial panic, under the organization of Liu Yu, the group quickly figured out the rules to survive in the city. Putting aside the chaos that would break out at any time, they also gained a lot in Xijing City.

Even though they were the mainstay of living and were careful to move, even if they picked up some remnants, the harvest would be much richer than in the village.

"Erlang, how much money have we accumulated?"

A companion in his forties and already extremely old-looking face came up and asked in a low voice.

"There are more than 7,000 yuan in money, and dozens of cloth are enough."

After hearing this, Liu Yu replied that he had to count these money and goods carefully every day, so he naturally knew it.

"So little? I heard that the group of rural disciples on the land of Linqu Shaoling have saved tens of thousands of dollars and hundreds of pieces of silk!"

After hearing this, my companion said a little dissatisfied.

After hearing this, Liu Yu said seriously: "It's already a lot! The group of fierce men in Shaolingyuan beat and killed their lives, and they also lost more than twenty of them. Even if they accumulated a lot of wealth, do you think they could be lucky to leave the city? Although we have little income, there are not many people who have lost their money. They can be taken out of the city and returned home quickly. These harvests will be five points to the family members who lost their lives. The rest will be evenly distributed to everyone, and it will be enough to deal with the money for a quarter of class!"

"Five points? So many! If I want to say that this chaos in Xijing is an unexpected man-made disaster, and losing my life is just a bad luck. Those brothers have their own family, and we will help them. They have given too much money and goods, which is a disaster..."

Hearing his companion say this, Liu Yu immediately glared at his eyes and continued to say in a calm voice: "This is the rule! Everyone is walking with their lives and their lives are entrusted. Our countryside is poor. If even the loyalty is gone, will it still be considered human?

If parents are sick for a long time, it is difficult for children and grandchildren to raise and treat them all year round. Those small families are forced to die if they are young! Also, do you think the court will not cure this crime after the chaos? If you appease the children, don’t make a noise, so that our crime can be covered up!”

"Sanlang be kind and righteous! No wonder we all believe you!"

After hearing this, my companion nodded and sighed, with admiration in his eyes.

The team of people who went out to find food walked carefully between the streets and encountered several fights snatching goods on the way. However, they saw that there were many people on the armed and fighting sides, and there were many swords, guns and sharp weapons. Although the goods scattered on the car board and the streets were very attractive, they still endured their greed and quickly bypassed this area.

"It's weird, why are there so much money on the street today?"

While walking, the crowd saw several such fights and soon noticed a strange thing. In recent days, the various yards have been strictly guarded, especially those in the east of Zhuque Street, which are more tightly defended. The less wealth the rioters can plunder, the less struggles in the city have been.

However, the turmoil today suddenly intensified, even more than a period of time before. Moreover, although the rioters were not organized, they also gathered into small teams like them. With equipment in their hands, their ferocity was aroused, so the fight was even more fierce, and casualties could be seen everywhere on the streets.

"Or else, you'd better go back? It's really weird to fight like this today!"

A timid person in the team couldn't help but speak when he saw the dead and wounded people lying on the street.

"No, brother and the others are still waiting for us to find food! I will go back empty-handed today and have to cut off the cooking again. How can people stand it?"

After hearing this, the young man waved his hand and said, and walked forward first: "Look forward and see, maybe there will be any more great things!"

Seeing this, everyone could only keep up. When they arrived near Zhuque Street, they were stunned by the scene on the long street. They saw that the wide street was filled with people, and goods were constantly being transported out from the opposite area, with grain, money, and even gold, silver and jewelry shining with treasures spreading all over the road!

"This, this is..."

When the boy walking in front saw this scene, he was so shocked that his eyes widened, and then he couldn't help but rush forward.

Although the rest of the team were also shocked by this scene, there were also many experienced people who noticed the crowds of looting and fighting. When they saw the boy going to rush to the street, they hurriedly grabbed him and roared: "Don't go! I forgot your brother's advice..."

"Everyone robs me, what are we afraid of..."

Although the boy said this, he was still in awe of his brother and stopped.

Although a group of people did not dare to go forward, they were reluctant to leave, so they hid near the Daozuo Canal, intending to pick up some oil and water leaked from others. There were many people around them who had such ideas. As for the ones who were snatching on Zhuque Street, they were all fierce people holding sharp blades.

After watching for a while, they gradually understood the whole story. It turned out that several yards such as Changle and Tongji in the east of the city were attacked by the rioters, and the goods in front of them were flowing out of those yards.

"The people of Chang'an are so rich! A few houses of wealth can flow out, and the streets can be filled with them!"

After understanding the reasons, everyone sighed in surprise. Seeing the money thrown everywhere on the street, the scene was simply beyond their imagination.

Suddenly a little sword light flew over and landed in front of the young Liu Wulang. It was a blood-soaked horizontal knife. Seeing this, the boy's eyes lit up. He raised his hand and picked up the horizontal knife and waved it, shocking the surrounding people who rushed out to grab the sword.

After that, the boy laughed even more excitedly, turned around and said to his companions: "Wait for me to come back!"

"Goro, be careful!"

Others could not stop it, and there was no sharp weapon in their hands to defend themselves, so they could only whisper the alarm.

The young man held a knife in his hand and chopped all the way. No one dared to approach the Zhuque Street. He quickly rushed to Zhuque Street. He didn't dare to go to the densely populated area. He just picked up some scattered money and silk from the street and put it in his arms, picked up half a bag of rice and ran back.

There were countless sights around him. Seeing the boy bringing the goods back, many people suddenly rushed out, trying to intercept and grab them. But the boy was not alone, and his companions with the sticks came forward to meet him.

After handing the goods to his companions, the boy grinned again, "This is a rare opportunity, I will pick it up again! My sister-in-law is about to have a child in the village, and I will pick up auspicious goods to send my nephew to ward off evil spirits!"

Because the trip went smoothly, my companions were relieved. They just told the boy not to be greedy, leaving half of them waiting for the reception, and the remaining half protected the goods and grains picked up by the boy and returned to Fangjie to hide.

However, the young man had just rushed back to the street, and the people who were still fighting and entangled on Zhuque Street suddenly rushed to the south, and the crowd instantly rushed to the south of the street.

"Goro!"

There was no sign of a young man in his sight. Several companions exclaimed, and several people came forward with sticks, but they were soon chopped over to the ground by the rushing savage!

"Kill all these thieves! How dare you rob the Jifang official warehouse!"

The cavalry rushed out from the north of Zhuque Street, each carrying swords, guns and equipment, and rushed straight towards the rioters on the street. It was the clan members organized by the powerful families in Xijing City. There may not be many households, but when they were pieced together, there were as many as thousands of people.

Although the number of rioters on the street was even greater, they were no match for these people at all. Soon those who fell to the ground dyed the entire street red!

The other people lurking at the intersection of Fangjie Street were shocked after seeing this bloody scene, and they retreated one after another and hid in the Fangjie District.
Chapter completed!