Chapter 682

The winter in imperial capital is very short. Just after December, by mid January, the ice on the river was almost melted, and the weather showed signs of warming.

Yan Liqiang has been practicing hard in the deer garden these days, just like a trapped tiger.

For Yan Liqiang, the time finally entered the 17th year of Yuanping of the Han Empire. This year, for the Han Empire, it was like the countdown before the knife hanging on the head of the Han Empire was about to fall. Until the evening of September 7 this year, countless meteorites will fall from the sky with flames, That huge shock wave will turn the most prosperous capital city of the whole Han Empire into a barren desert. The whole Han Empire will really enter the troubled times and have an unpredictable future. Yan Liqiang himself, with the arrival of this natural disaster, his previous cards accumulated in the realm of heaven and God will be almost completely destroyed

This natural disaster was not an "accident", but an "artificial". Yan Liqiang's heart shuddered whenever he thought of this.

The imperial court of the Han Empire and his majesty thought that they could survive the end of the natural disaster, sacrifice tens of millions of people in the capital and let the imperial court regroup in another place and wait for time to recover. However, Bai Lianjiao didn't seem to be prepared to give the imperial court this time. Although Yan Liqiang didn't know what the so-called big killer of Bai Lianjiao was, however, As time went on to January, Yan Liqiang vaguely felt that the atmosphere of the whole Gyeonggi was getting more and more tense. The whole Gyeonggi seemed to be on a crater, and there was a kind of tranquility before the rainstorm

Yan Liqiang, who has experienced sadness, resentment, depression, and even despair, admitted his weakness and the failure to fight the natural disaster, and rallied up again. While he was crazy and devoted himself to cultivation, he tried his best to get people out of the capital city with Fang Beidou and others. At this time, one can be saved.

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"Has uncle Hu's family in Xiaoqi villa picked him up?"

"I've already taken it. According to your instructions, uncle Hu's family in Xiaoqi villa are" how about those customs offices? "

"Our evacuation routes are divided into three parts: jingdongji, jingnanji and jingxiji. They pass through Tongcheng, Jinling and Huizhou respectively. There are nine customs stations to leave Jingji. At present, the middle and lower level officials and servants in all parts of Jingji are afraid and anxious, but they just don't dare to say. The emperors and ministers in the imperial court can patrol South and leave Jingji, They can't leave. They have to stay in this place. They also have wives, children and family members. In addition to money, as long as they can take the road guides to bring their families along, the road will be unimpeded, and no one will make trouble. The exit road guides everywhere are counted separately and not summarized. If the imperial court summarizes the road guides everywhere, Naturally, we can find our hands and feet, but at the moment, no one in Chaozhong will do such a thing... "

"That's good!" Yan Li nodded, "I have communicated with Datong bank. If you need money along the way, you can withdraw it from Datong bank in various cities. I asked Datong bank to lend 3 million liang of silver. Don't worry about money..."

"Now there is another problem. Some of the craftsmen we were looking for agreed to go to Ganzhou with us before leaving, but they found someone running away in the capital and didn't want to go to the Northwest with us. This is a little troublesome..."

"Are there many such people?"

"Not much, but when we left in batches, there were one or two families in each batch. Once these people left the capital, they no longer needed road guidance. As soon as we fell down, they disappeared the next morning. Some people didn't say hello before leaving. Better, they would leave a letter..."

"Then leave them alone. If they want to leave, let's have their destiny. Let's bring them out. One can live..."

"OK!" Fang Beidou nodded, then hesitated a little, "Ganzhou side..."

Yan Liqiang lowered his eyes, "the No. 3 earthquake, but the palace newspaper didn't report it, so the news hasn't spread yet..."

"I see!"

"It's troublesome to get in and out of the capital. I've seen it for two days. You'll move out of the city. It's convenient for us to contact if we have something!"

"Good!"

"Pay more attention!" Yan Liqiang stood up and picked up the hat on the table, "I'm leaving..."

Fang Beidou always sent Yan Liqiang to the gate of the yard. Yan Liqiang opened the door, put on his hat, nodded to Fang Beidou and left the alley

Yan Liqiang and Fang Beidou met once every three days. Both of them came to find Fang Beidou. Early in the morning in the imperial capital, it was still dark. Yan Liqiang came as soon as the gate opened. Now he has finished talking with Fang Beidou and left Fang Beidou's house. The outside sky has just lit up, and there are more or less pedestrians in the street.

In the street near Fang Beidou's house, there was a noodle shop selling mutton noodles. Early in the morning, the noodle shop had just opened, and a pot of mutton soup had already boiled, overflowing with aroma on the street.

"Boss, a bowl of mutton noodles..." Yan Liqiang went to the noodle shop, put eight copper coins on the boss's counter, and then directly sat down at a roadside table..

"Haole, wait a moment..." the boss began to put the noodles into the pot quickly and began to cook... There are not many guests in the noodle shop now. Except Yan Liqiang, there are only five or six people. There is a striking slogan on the wall of the noodle shop, "don't talk about national affairs". Several people are sitting at the same table while eating noodles, Mutton noodles came up soon, but Yan Liqiang saw some commotion in the street outside. Someone ran to the distance and vaguely heard someone say, "there's a dead man in the front Lane..." dead man? Yan Liqiang didn't move. It was a big event for ordinary people, but for Yan Liqiang, he was really not interested in spoiling his appetite this morning for a dead man. It was normal for a man to die in the imperial capital... After a while, Yan Liqiang saw several criminal arrests rushing through the street outside. He didn't care. After eating noodles, Yan Liqiang calmly went out of the door and continued to walk in the street. Just after walking less than 100 meters, Yan Liqiang saw outside an alley. Many people were pale, bent over and retched, and some vomited out their breakfast. The two criminals Yan Liqiang had just seen pushed aside the crowd outside the alley with a pale face. They couldn't resist it at once. They also bent down and vomited wildly in the street. They shouted at the same time, "everyone... Leave... Leave quickly..." "block this place, and no one is allowed to go in..." corpse plague, Corpse plague... "A fat middle-aged man stumbled out of the alley and shouted in horror as he ran... Yan Liqiang's footsteps suddenly stopped, his eyes coagulated, his body moved, and quickly flashed into the alley... In the depths of the alley, a highly rotten body was lying on the ground, far away, This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation