In Daze City, more than a mile away from the west city gate, a small wooden house like a courtyard was built on a low earth bag.
Four rows of wooden houses surrounded an acre of flat land, with a door on the east side. The door was made of one-foot-thick logs, just like the walls of the wooden houses, it was very thick and strong.
Except for the state lord's 'mansion' that was burned down, I don't know what its original appearance was. This wooden house can be considered exquisite.
Other wooden houses in the city are built directly on the dirt. When it rains, there will be muddy ponds inside and outside the house. And this small 'siheyuan' is not only built on a high-lying earth bag, avoiding the pain of water accumulation, but the courtyard is also paved with a thick layer of gravel, making it look even after a heavy rain. Relatively refreshing.
In a room on the west side of the yard, Huang Yu was wrapped in a piece of torn linen and lying on the couch with an expressionless face.
Huang Yu was so hungry that his whole body was weak. His skin was covered with scars from mosquito bites. His skin was eroded by moisture and turned as pale as a floating corpse. If his chest wasn't still rising and falling slightly, he would have been a corpse.
Huang Yu had just poured cold water into her belly, and strange "Gulu" and "Gurgling" sounds kept coming from Huang Yu's belly.
In the house directly to the south, a feeble grunt suddenly came from: "Yu'er... If we keep working like this, our grandfather and grandson will not starve to death here? How about you go outside and look for it?" Look, see if you can find something to eat?"
Huang Yu rolled his eyes and said nothing.
Looking for something to eat
Hehe, that’s easy to say.
In the house directly south, lived Huang Yu's grandfather, Huang Lang, who was once the head of a county and a great man with unlimited fame.
The Huang family can be regarded as a wealthy family. Huang Yu has been pampered since he was a child. He is well-dressed and well-fed. He is talented and proficient in poetry and calligraphy. He is good at painting and is also good at reciting poems and composing poems. He is known as a 'little boy'. His reputation as a child prodigy has also won the hearts of many beautiful women.
However, the good times did not last long, and disaster struck from heaven.
God knows who Huang Lang offended. The big black pot of "colluding with the enemy and plotting rebellion" was smashed down with a bang, almost suffocating the entire Huang family. First they ransacked their homes, and then they raised their butcher's knives and prepared to exterminate the clan.
Fortunately, the Huang family still had some connections. Through intense operations, someone finally spoke up, and the Huang family suddenly went from exterminating the Nine Tribes to becoming the leader of Zezhou.
I originally thought that Dazezhou was a glimmer of hope, but I didn't expect that when I got here, I really had no chance of survival and was living in a nightmare. Huang Yu, who has been pampered since childhood, finally understands what "life is difficult" means.
Now Huang Lang and Huang Yu are the only two people left in the yard, and the family has been without food for five days.
When Huang Lang was exiled, all his cultivation had been destroyed by his enemies, and now it was difficult for him to move around.
Huang Yu, on the other hand, has no survival experience. As a minor, although he has the cultivation of the second level of the Chonglou Realm, he has never had any fights or fought with anyone.
Even though he was proficient in various techniques for playing games, he didn't know any of the magical and secret techniques that could actually be used for fighting and fighting.
Originally, there were still two loyal old servants serving the grandfather and grandson, but five days ago, the two old servants went out of the city to the mountains and forests, wanting to risk hunting some wild animals and come back to satisfy their hunger...
It's been five days and they haven't come back.
Three days ago, a group of scoundrels in Daze City were already peering at the door.
When the two old servants were still there, relying on their cultivation and the power of the Huang family's ancestral skills, they could still frighten these bastards in the city. But the two old servants didn't come back for a few days, and these scoundrels gathered around like flies that smelled blood.
The Huang family's courtyard, in addition to the residence of the Black Phoenix Army, is considered to be the top 'mansion' in Daze City today!
Big brothers from several gangs in the city have spread the word that they are quite interested in the 'Huang Family Mansion'!
If the two old servants don't come back, then...these scoundrels won't be able to help but take action.
No, Huang Yu and Huang Lang will starve to death before those scoundrels take action.
Hungry, hungry... Two lines of dry tears flowed from the corners of Huang Yu's eyes. He never knew that hunger was so uncomfortable.
Even if you are at the second level of Chonglou Realm, you still need to eat. Not only that, the monk's body needs to replenish energy and nutrition far more than ordinary people. It not only needs to be full, but also to eat well. Ordinary whole grains cannot satisfy the monk's appetite.
Huang Yu felt that his stomach and intestines had begun to digest themselves.
Hungry, dizziness emerged from the waves of blood in his stomach, Huang Yu's whole body felt weak, his eyesight turned black, and a wisp of his soul seemed to be floating out of his body.
Huang Lang's feeble voice came from the south room: "Yu'er... you are more or less at the second level of Chonglou Realm. You are the son of my Huang family... your father, your uncles, your brothers and sisters , it’s hard to tell whether they are dead or alive... The hopes of my Huang family all depend on you."
"You have to cheer up... Otherwise, my Huang family will be completely ruined."
A mouthful of sour water came out of Huang Yu's throat.
He took a deep breath, climbed up from his bed shivering, put his hands on his knees and gasped for air.
Sweating kept breaking out, and the magic power in his body was almost gone.
Jaune suddenly felt regretful.
Back then, maybe he should have done a 'humble' physical training that he had never looked down on, and practiced those physical training techniques in the military, right
If it were physical cultivation, his current situation would definitely be much better.
Physical training represents strong physical strength and strong physical defense. It means that as long as he carries a knife or a sword, he can be careful at the edge of the jungle and hunt some prey.
But he is a pure Dharma cultivator, born like a jade tree in the wind, free and elegant, but the bones in his body are very fragile.
A slightly more ferocious beast could kill him with just one claw.
In this wild land, with the same level of cultivation, the survivability of physical cultivation is at least a hundred times that of legal cultivation...
"What if..." Huang Yu raised her thin, reed-stick-like hands and muttered in a low voice.
"Yu'er..." Huang Lang raised his voice again and called out feebly: "Think of something. Now, among our grandsons, you are the only one who still has cultivation... Learn the few spells that your grandfather taught you a few days ago. Is it done?"
The corner of Huang Yu's mouth curled up, and he stood up slowly, moving out of the door step by step, and walked towards the east courtyard gate.
Practicing magic
Haha, I'm so hungry that I'm almost dying, how can I practice magic
Don’t you need to replenish the mana you consume? I'm almost starving to death. Where can I find the energy to meditate and do my exercises
Not even a single spiritual herb, not even a single spiritual elixir, cultivation
Huang Yu shivered and came to the entrance of the courtyard, leaning against the door frame, staring blankly at the muddy road under the dirt bag.
Two loyal old servants, where are you
Are you alive
Were you successful in your hunt
You must live, you must not give up your master and master!
There was another gurgling sound in Huang Yu's stomach. He opened his mouth and finally vomited out a mouthful of sour water, which caused severe pain in his throat.
'Dang, dang'!
A few scoundrels who were wandering in front of Huang Yu's house a few days ago, eyeing his house with eager eyes, carried a huge gong, beat it all the way, and shouted loudly as they passed under the dirt bag.
"Everyone, listen up... My military leader is kind and gives you bastards a chance to eat."
"My army is mainly building the city. Everyone is going to help. We have enough rice, flour, and various refined grains!"
"Well done, hard working, well served with good wine and meat."
"Listen up, our army is mainly building the city, you damn bastards, hurry up and get to work one by one, you are so beautiful!"
"Also, listen carefully. Are any of them literate and able to keep accounts? Are they proficient in government affairs and know about logistics management? Are there any who know how to coordinate construction and manage craftsmen? If so, you're a rich boy!"
"Our military leader is looking for staff, people who can read, write, and calculate accounts, especially those who can handle various official documents... Hurry up and apply, our military leader is looking for staff."
"Once you become a member of the staff of my army chief, you will be popular, drink hot food, and earn lots of gold coins, and you will turn around in no time."
Huang Yu stayed there, staring blankly at a few scoundrels who were beating gongs and walking by. Suddenly, he realized that these guys were wearing standard military uniforms.
Huang Yu shivered.
He seemed to see countless flames, countless black smoke, countless swords falling from the sky with cold light, arrows passing rapidly by his ears, and he could even feel the cold murderous aura on the arrows.
He saw that his father, his mother, and so many of his clansmen disappeared in the fireworks...
He saw Huang Lang being kicked to the ground and then stepped heavily on him.
Only he was hiding in a gap between the foundations of the wooden house, staring blankly at everything, like a toad stunned by thunder.
As for the state army...
After that night, no more state troops appeared in Daze City...
Huang Yu shivered and took two steps back.
He is literate, can write, can count and keep accounts, can write, draw and so on.
But becoming an aide to the commander of the state army
hehe…
A breeze passed by Huang Yu. His cultivation was ruined and he had become very old. Huang Lang, who had also been hungry for a few days and was on the verge of death from hunger, gritted his teeth, his eyes bulged, and his eyes were shining brightly, and he moved his hands forward. He stretched out straight and staggered away from Huang Yu.
"Brothers... Your army is mainly recruiting staff? I am not talented, but I do have some skills. These co-ordinating and arranging activities are exactly my duty. I also presided over the construction of several big cities when I was young, so I am familiar with the people. Deal!"
Huang Lang hissed: "Eat, drink, hurry up... Otherwise, I will starve to death or die of thirst. Each of you, aren't you afraid that your military master will settle the score with you? Talent, talent is rare!"
Huang Lang laughed loudly, his saliva splashed everywhere, and he laughed so wildly.
"You guys, you guys who can kill thousands of swordsmen, you can kill each other one by one, but when it comes to the ability to do things, you still need talents like me!" Huang Lang straightened his waist, his skinny and darkened face Suddenly an inexplicable brilliance appeared.
At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the princess's palace of the county where he once ruled, and became the high-ranking princess again.
Several scoundrels who were walking by beating gongs heard Huang Lang's shouts and curses. They turned around, pointed at Huang Lang and started to curse... But in a blink of an eye, several people suppressed their anger and piled up a pile of anger. With a smile on his face, he hurriedly bowed to Huang Lang.
"Oh, you old man... really understand this? Hey, you are in luck. This is a step to the sky!"
"Our military leader deliberately said that people like you... must be reused... we have to be polite to you!"
A few scoundrels wanted to grab a brick and beat Huang Lang to death... But thinking of what Wu Tie had just told him, especially the miserable appearance of the brothers who had just been injured by Wu Tie's punch, they just turned on them with all their might. It turned into a bright face.
Huang Yu trembled and grabbed Huang Lang's arm: "Grandpa!"
Huang Lang turned around, looked at Huang Yu and nodded vigorously: "Survive first, and then make other plans... Hey, if you don't surrender to this military leader, is it possible that you will support me, my grandfather?"
With a hint of ferocious malice on his old face, Huang Lang patted Huang Yu's shoulder gently: "Yu'er... When you are alive, anything is possible. When you die, everything is over."
"Grandpa, I haven't lived enough yet... Hehe, how can I live enough?"
Half an hour later, Huang Lang and Huang Yu stood in front of Wu Tie after they had eaten, drank, washed themselves, and put on clean clothes.
Although his cultivation was abolished, Huang Lang was standing there neither humble nor arrogant, with his hands behind his back, and a graceful and majestic demeanor naturally emerged.
Wu Tie sat on the high chair of the reviewing stand, looked at Huang Lang with bright eyes, stood up, smiled and arched his hand to Huang Lang.
"May I ask, Sir? What is your origin and why do you end up here?"
Huang Lang took a deep breath. He looked at the seals and tokens on Wu Tie's body that represented his third-level general, as well as the various badges and patterns on his shirt, and bowed solemnly to Wu Tie.
From the perspective of the number of civil and military ministers in the Jin Kingdom, a third-grade general could command the state army of a state, while Huang Lang was only the princess of a county before. Therefore, the rank of a third-grade general is higher than that of Huang Lang.
"Military Lord, I am the Princess of Langhe County in Heishan Prefecture, Zhonghang Kingdom... My Huang family is also one of the most powerful families in Langhe County. The position of Princess of Langhe County has been in the hands of my Huang family for thousands of years. "
Huang Lang looked at Wu Tie and said solemnly: "This time, I offended the villain and was framed. The whole clan was exiled to Dazezhou... It was only three months ago when another disaster happened and the clan was dispersed. Now there is only The old man and Xiao Sun Huangyu are just two people."
"The Lord of a County!" Wu Tie's eyes suddenly lit up.
He put his hands on his hands and laughed and said: "Old princess, good, good, very good! In this way, our Dazezhou Army's official correspondence and administrative affairs all depend on you."
After pondering for a moment, Wu Tie smiled and said: "Did the old princess lose her cultivation? What a coincidence. I have a "Void Nirvana Sutra" here, which may be useful to the old princess."
Huang Lang suddenly raised his head, stared at Wu Tie, and said in a hoarse voice: "The Void Nirvana Sutra, the royal secret secret technique, like this old man, if you switch to the Void Nirvana Sutra, you can only It will take a few months to return to the same level of cultivation as before."
"Military Lord..." Huang Lang looked at Wu Tie with twinkling eyes.
"Just work hard for me!" Wu Tie looked at Huang Lang with a smile: "I don't need the old princess to be so loyal. As long as the old princess serves me wholeheartedly while I can still bear it, that's enough. ”
Wu Tie pointed at the heroes in the military camp who had taken pills and were recuperating from their injuries, and said seriously: "The old princess is naturally different from these guys."
Huang Lang took a deep breath, and then bowed deeply to Wu Tie solemnly.