frightfiction Chapter 194: All the money will come back!
Chapter 194: All the money will come back!
Shen Zhiqiu was also in front encouraging everyone: "Everyone hurry up, Jeju City is just ahead. If we continue walking for a few more days, we can truly live a stable life."
Following Shen Zhiqiu's words, not only the people of Shenjia Village, but also the refugees who traveled with them, felt that they had endless energy.
It was so exciting, many people were so excited that they cried.
Master Shen's eyes were red, and he did not forget to praise the King of Yan for his concern for the world and the refugees! He will definitely be an enlightened monarch in the future.
Indeed, you should know that not every prince is willing to accept refugees. If a prince is a murderer, the first thing he would do after conquering a city might even be to massacre the city.
It was because you fought desperately to look through the information during the siege that he lost soldiers and generals.
Besides, you are not someone else's people. If you run out of food during the war, you can directly take away the food you have looted from the massacre and transport it back to your hometown to give to their own people.
So, in this contrast, when the drought had just passed and war was still rampant, the King of Yan did not order the city gates to be closed, but chose to accept refugees. It is no exaggeration to say that he had the world in his heart.
Especially if you look at these people who have fled famine, how many of them have money and food like Shen Youyou and her friends?
It is estimated that they account for less than 10% of the total number of people fleeing famine. The remaining 90% of the people are living in an extremely miserable situation, and they are lucky to be able to hold on.
If it hadn’t been after the Chinese New Year and the drought hadn’t stopped, and there were fresh wild vegetables to eat, I might not have been able to save my lives.
If these 90% of people were placed in other people's cities, they would face many problems.
You can figure it out yourself. The spring plowing season has passed. If they settle down and cultivate the land, don't expect them to grow any food to feed themselves in the first year.
Then it's impossible that you will just starve them to death if you accept them?
We must provide a certain amount of relief, at least to ensure they have a way to survive in the first year.
With so many refugees, how much food do they need to eat in a day?
What’s more, it is not a matter of one or two days, or one or two months. It will take at least half a year.
If there are more refugees fleeing famine, it will be like the Japanese invaders entering the village or locusts passing through the border.
Just look at the refugees they met before. How many of them wanted to rob them?
By then, public security will become a major problem, which will definitely seriously affect the quality of life of local people.
So even Shen Zhiqiu, who had seen the world, couldn't help but admire Prince Yan, who was definitely a capable and courageous prince.
Although many refugees may not be able to think so much, they are excited to be able to reach a place where they can survive, where there are government officials to take care of them, who will not want to kill them, and who can also give them a stable life.
Many people even knelt on the ground and kowtowed towards the north, knowing clearly that no one could see them, but they kept shouting:
"Long live the King of Yan!"
It can be seen that even though the world has not yet been unified and the King of Yan has not proclaimed himself emperor, at least to this group of refugees, the King of Yan is already their monarch.
"Let's go, let's go, we'll be there soon!"
Shen Youyou was lying on the cart with Old Lady Hua sitting on it.
Luming, Yuanbao and a group of little kids no longer had to walk and sat on separate flatbed carts.
They all had smiles on their faces and their eyes were full of light.
At this moment, no one really scolded Fu Huaian for coming at the wrong time. Even the little kids along the way were chattering about how the big brother's horse was so beautiful, and it looked better than their previous horses!
Shen Youyou was amused. A rich man's horse must be extremely expensive. How could he not look at it?
I also thought of my grandfather’s horses on the road in ancient times. They carried them for such a long distance, but in the end died of thirst and were eaten by them.
I couldn't help feeling melancholy in my heart, and the excitement on many people's faces faded a lot, except for the little kids who couldn't think too much.
Thinking about the hardships along the way, even Shen Zhiqiu couldn't help but sigh: "Fortunately, all this will pass."
But is it really over?
Three days later, a sudden heavy rain chilled them to the bone.
Shen Youyou refused to ride in the cart again. She wore a straw hat on her head and a straw raincoat and walked forward in the cold rain.
Except for the great-grandfather, the other children were seated in two carts with an oilcloth set on top. They all huddled under the oilcloth.
This group of people were really the luckiest because they had rain boots and straw raincoats, but the other refugees were even more miserable.
Either they hold up big leaves or weave a straw hat with grass from the roadside to block the rain a little.
Of course, there were also people in similar situations to Shen Youyou and the others. They were also better off with oilcloth. If the situation was really bad, they would use a knife to cut the oilcloth into pieces and wrap themselves around their bodies.
But even modern raincoats would have rain water flowing back into them in such strong winds and heavy rains, not to mention straw raincoats and oilcloths.
They really put on their winter cotton-padded jackets and wore wild cotton socks inside their rain boots, but their feet were still icy cold.
It was as if the warm spring and blooming flowers a few days ago were just an illusion to them, and winter had not actually passed at all.
Although the Huguang Provincial Administration where they were located was very close to Jeju, the temperature difference was more than ten degrees, especially in the morning and evening.
It's already April, and it can still be so cold when it rains. These southerners have never thought of this before.
Of course, this does not include the family of three who traveled through time.
This is also the reason why Shen Zhiqiu asked everyone to make a straw raincoat in preparation for setting off again in the spring when the flowers bloom.
"My dear grandson, please don't leave, get in the car,"
Old Mrs. Hua was wearing a straw raincoat and walking on her hind legs. The official road was muddy due to the rain, and it was too hard to push the cart. Except for my great-grandfather, the rest of the grandparents didn't want to take the cart.
Shen Youyou shook her head, her lips turning purple from the cold: "Grandma, I'd better walk. I'll keep warm if I move more!"
This made old lady Hua feel distressed. She even wore a straw raincoat and was sniffling from the cold, but she still had to support Shen Youyou in walking.
"It's all because that young general came too early, otherwise we could have gotten a few more horses. I saw they brought down dozens of horses from the mountain stronghold earlier!"
Well, let’s not talk about the fact that Fu Huaian robbed them of their food, gold, silver and jewelry. Seeing that their grandchildren were suffering so much, many elderly people couldn’t help but talk about how he confiscated all the horses from the bandit village.
It seems that the grandparents in Shenjia Village will remember this for a long time because Fu Huaian ruined their plans this time.
Haha, thinking about this, Shen Youyou was happy. It turned out that not only was she stingy, but her grandparents were also very stingy.
If Fu Huai'an hadn't come, they would have indeed made it.
"If you feel that the things you were about to get were confiscated in the end, and you feel very uncomfortable, then you will think that if you get those things, maybe someone will rob you. Two hundred people can't stop more people from robbing us.
If someone is not careful and casualties occur, we will not be able to bear it.
Besides, as the saying goes, losing money is better than disaster. It shouldn’t be ours. If we accept it, something bad might happen to us.”
Shen Zhiqiu dragged his heavy legs, and did not forget to speak out to comfort the old men and women.
Although he felt sorry for it, he still had the confidence that he could make it back even if he lost all his money.