Chapter 618 The Wisdom of the People
This night is destined to be uneventful.
Many people who had fallen asleep in the refugee camp were quietly woken up and then led out of the camp.
The people who woke them up were also refugees - but these people all had gloomy faces and were extremely serious, and they didn't know what was going on, making them very mysterious.
Chen Qingshan is also one of them.
He is in his forties and was once a commander in the Panyang City garrison. He was a tall official, tall and mighty, and a practitioner of the four realms. In addition to his wife, he also had two concubines in his house. His past life was very... Chic.
But since he got the disease, his life has plummeted. Not only have his wife and concubines run away, he has spent all his money and cannot cure the disease, he has even been kicked out of the city!
Fortunately, he is at least somewhat capable, and is known to many people in Panyang City, so he has some small prestige.
After leaving Panyang City, he was the one who made suggestions and led everyone towards Anyue City.
Along the way, he also played a leading role and was considered the backbone of the refugees.
However, after arriving outside Tianshou Village, the Disaster Sangha appeared, and his role was naturally much smaller, even almost non-existent - but he didn't care too much, as long as he could cure the disease and return to Pan Yang, Who wants to fuck this refugee leader?
"What's wrong?"
Chen Qingshan, who was woken up, muttered and rubbed his hazy eyes: "Is something wrong?"
"Brother Qingshan, you have to Come with us."
The person who called him was a scholar whom Chen Qingshan knew. He said in a deep voice: "Something big happened."
Chen Qingshan was startled: "What's the matter?"
"Shh--" The scholar raised a finger to his lips and whispered: "Don't say it here, follow me."
Although Chen Qingshan was puzzled, he could see how serious and nervous the scholar was, so he stopped asking any more questions, stood up quickly, and followed the scholar out of the tent.
The two quickly passed through the sleeping camp and arrived outside the camp.
Unexpectedly, after walking for a while, Chen Qingshan saw many refugees standing in front of him!
And he had the impression that most of these people had some status and prestige in Panyang City before. They had either worked in the government, been in business, or had studied or taught.
When everyone came all the way from Pan Yangcheng, these people were also his "think tank" and provided a lot of ideas.
“Brother Qingshan is here!”
Seeing his arrival, someone called.
Chen Qingshan was a little confused, but continued to move forward.
But soon, his eyes widened.
I saw the refugees making way, revealing the people surrounded by them - they were actually a group of monks!
These monks are obviously the distressed monks who are usually respected by everyone, but at this time they are tied up with five flowers. Two of them have lowered their heads and fainted, and many of them are still full of tears on their faces. It was bruised, and he had obviously been beaten!
“What’s going on?!”
Chen Qingshan was surprised: “Why are you touching them?”
"Qingshan, you have to make up your mind on this matter." An older man in the crowd who was a teacher said solemnly: "Did you know? They spread the epidemic."
Like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, Chen Qingshan's eyes widened and he stumbled, almost losing his balance.
Soon, he knew the whole situation.
Just now, when the monk saw that he was about to be poured into the yellow mud powder, and he had been threatened by a "ghost" before, and was beaten on the waist for no apparent reason, he thought that retribution had finally come to him, so he did not dare to There was nothing hidden, but everything was fully explained.
Spreading epidemics, and then rescuing patients in the name of Buddha's grace, pretending to be medicines but pretending to be miracles, and even deliberately killing more refugees in the process, just to have an excuse for coffins to be sent to the city for convenience. They pass on prescriptions and medicinal materials...
Chen Qingshan was shocked and angry when he heard this. He was so angry that his whole body was shaking, his fists were clenched tightly, and his eyes were even red.
“Now that we know all this, what else can we make up our mind!”
He said bitterly: “Just beat all these evil monks to death and leave a few alive to send to the officials! "
When the monks heard this, they were shocked: "It's none of our business! We really don't know the situation! We, we were also deceived!"
"We only know! I disguise the medicinal materials and make them into nectar for you to eat, and you don’t know anything else!”
They all started to argue, but Chen Qingshan sneered: "I don't know? You use coffins and corpses to transport medicinal materials. Is that something that one or two people can do? When you opened the corpse and stuffed things inside, , Don’t you think it’s strange?”
When the monks heard this, they immediately silenced and lowered their heads.
Yes...even if they don't know much, they are all on the same boat. When the "senior brothers" with higher status around them do things, they don't avoid them too much, and occasionally need them to do something. How could they not notice it at all?
"Brother Qingshan."
At this time, the scholar just stepped forward, frowned and said: "We feel that we should not send him to the official position."
Chen Qingshan cast a confused look at him.
The scholar said softly: "These evil monks are so impudent and dare to commit such evil deeds. They must be..."
Chen Qingshan was in a bad mood and was a little impatient: " Let's get to the point!"
"Oh..."
The scholar coughed: "I just think that they are so arrogant and can still transport so many things to Anyue City every day. Raw rice is delivered... Think about it, now that the epidemic is rampant, Pan Yangcheng is so scared that he drives us all out, but Anyue City is willing to support us? Those officials are still looking at rice and coffins. , don’t care?”
"These things come in and out of our refugee camp. Are they not afraid that people in the city will get sick?" "To take a step back, uncooked rice and coffins are important materials during the epidemic, but they don't check them?"
Chen Qingshan listened and was surprised: "You mean, the officials in Anyue City... also know about it?! They are even with them?!"
“It’s not impossible.”
The scholar said solemnly: “Therefore, we must proceed with caution.”
"More importantly..." The old teacher from before also twirled his beard and said slowly: "After all, they have life-saving medicine. If we expose them now, no one will treat us, and we are not dead. One? "
Chen Qingshan pondered.
“Wait!”
He suddenly thought of something: “Can’t the previous Living Buddha Jigong also save people? Is he the same as these monks?”
"No!" What answered him was a childish voice.
Chen Qingshan was startled, lowered his head to look for the source of the sound, and happened to see Yang Fuwang. The child was standing at his feet, looking up at him.
"You are..."
Chen Qingshan tried hard to recall: "The child whose mother died a few days ago? How do you know that Jigong is not the same as them?"
"Anyway... it's not him!"
Yang Fuwang blurted out: "Without Jigong Living Buddha, I wouldn't have been able to discover this bad monk!"
"Huh?" The eyes of several refugees around him suddenly lit up after hearing this.
“Isn’t that right?”
The tall refugee raised his eyebrows and said: “Kid, didn’t you say you were going to relieve yourself and saw the monk unconscious before you called us there? You lied "
"Oh!"
Yang Fuwang was startled, and then he realized that he had said something wrong, and then smiled awkwardly: "Anyway, he is a bad monk, right? Wrong.”
Several adult refugees looked at each other and seemed to understand something.
"It seems that those Jigong Living Buddhas are indeed here to help us."
Chen Qingshan said slowly: "There are some things that we don’t need to ask too clearly. We just need to be clear. How is it beneficial to us?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone around them nodded, showing deep understanding.
Chen Qingshan turned his attention to those monks again.
"Killing them will definitely scare the snake away."
He said solemnly: "We still need to stay in the camp and wait for the seven days to expire to cure the epidemic... Everyone, do you have any good ideas? "
"They must have a handle." The scholar said from the side: "With a handle, they will not dare to tell what happened today."
Chen Qingshan smiled: " It's quite simple."
He took the yellow mud powder handed to him by the tall refugee: "Did the monk confess before that this packet of yellow mud powder mixed with the well water was enough to infect the entire town? Disease? ”
Several people nodded.
"Then if you pour this whole bag into their mouths..." Chen Qingshan said: "Will they die? Will they die immediately? Or will they not survive tonight?"
"Don't, don't, don't!" Several monks shouted: "Donor...ah no, brother! We are just doing business, we don't want to end up like this!"
"Really?" Chen Qingshan sneered: " That's easy. Now, tell me all the dirtiest and most abhorrent things you have ever done!"
"Xiao Liu..."
He said to the scholar: "Go and find a way to get some paper. If you don't have paper, you can use cloth. Write down all their words and have them sign and pledge them!"
"Give these things to Ke later. Trusted people, as long as they expose what happened tonight, they must ensure that these things are sent to the north and south of the country immediately. No matter in the rivers, lakes or temples, everyone in the world will know about their deeds!"
The scholar smiled and nodded at the side! , set off immediately and recruited a few more refugees to go looking for paper together.
The monks all looked shocked, but in the end they lowered their heads in dejection and did not dare to refute.
“There are still two monks, they are not awake.”
The old teaching gentleman said, "They must have practiced cultivation... but for some reason, they all seemed to be injured. The one who explained the situation became breathless and fainted after speaking; the other one was The one who came with us from the camp fainted silently."
"It must have been the help of Jigong Living Buddha."
Chen Qingshan said with a smile: "Don't think too much. , The old man must have his own way - these two monks will stay here, and the others will be taken away for torture."
As he spoke, he straightened his back again, suppressed his smile, and said in a deep voice: "Remember, we can't let other people in the camp know about today's events right away, so as not to confuse their minds and prevent someone from acting impulsively. But these days, we can secretly spread more rumors in the camp to give them something in advance. Prepare."
"We need to wait for seven days to eat porridge and cure the disease before doing anything else..."
He whispered: "That Jigong Living Buddha must have a clever trick."
(End of this chapter)