Chapter 1163: Each Day Feels Like a Year

Master Li Da, Young Master Liu, and Young Master Seven. Today's visit is truly bold, I hope you will forgive me."Wang Sheng's father was Wang Yuanzhong, a low-ranking clerk who made a living at the ya...Some women were reluctant to part, always crying and pleading for a few more words. For a moment, it seemed like they were saying goodbye forever.

Li Lao'er and Mr. Wen sat directly in the carriage, Liu Zhiheng couldn't come, so they parted ways with tea instead of alcohol.

Mr. Wen was very worried, and said in a low voice, “Yusheng, I'm afraid this trip south will keep me away for a long time. There's only you left here in Xindu, and I can't rest easy knowing that.

"Regarding the situation in the north, that person in the palace will definitely intervene, and the Marquis might be in danger. Remember, at a critical moment, don't confront head-on. The most important thing is to ensure the safety of your family and leave safely."

Also, keep an eye on Funiu'er! This child looks obedient and well-behaved, but actually has a strong will. I'm afraid she'll go her own way, not only be ineffective but also get herself into trouble!

Li Lao'er smiled wryly and replied, "I know all of this, but the situation is so complicated now. I racked my brains and couldn't come up with a foolproof solution. All I can do is take it one step at a time."

"Hopefully the results won't be too disappointing!

"You can rest assured and head south. The situation is already this dire, your presence or absence in Xindu doesn't make much difference. If, if the worst possible outcome happens, you and Jiaren should meet up in Quanzhou."

"Please don't come back, Jia Ren. I'm leaving it all to you."

Mr. Wen sighed, wanting to say something but swallowed it back down again.

They drank tea, bowed to each other politely, and everything was communicated silently.

The carriage rattled away, leaving Old Li standing by the roadside, for a long time with no return...

Even if it's hard to say goodbye, separations are inevitable.

At the Ten-Mile Long Pavilion, other Imperial Historiographers gradually bid farewell to their families and set off on their journey.

Many refugees watched from afar, naturally curious. So they secretly asked the villagers of Suijin Beach.

Nobody is a fool, especially refugees who struggle to survive. They are shrewd observers of human behavior.

They knew the people of Suijin Village were all refugees, so they treated them with kindness and spoke frankly. Their questions were straightforward.

"Big brother, what are those officials doing Their families are crying so hard, but they don't look like they're being exiled!"

The villagers of Suijin Beach had just pulled back a cart of water and were about to catch their breath when they heard this, and laughed. "They're not exiles," they said, "these gentlemen who are hurrying far away are imperial historians! The Emperor and the Crown Prince sent them south on an errand, to supervise the opening of granaries in each prefecture and distribute grain to relieve the suffering people."

Opening a warehouse and releasing grain

The refugees were all excited, their expressions a mixture of joy and anxiety.

"Why didn't we open the granary and release grain earlier If we had even a morsel to eat, we wouldn't be in this situation!"

"That's right, the leaves on the mountain in my home have all been eaten. I was so hungry that I had to come out and beg for my life. If I had done this sooner, I wouldn't have had to abandon my house and fields!"

Some people burst into tears, "My father is over sixty. He can't walk anymore. He drove us out to flee the famine and stayed at home... he was probably starved to death."

"My mother did too, ohhh, she was afraid of causing us trouble, so she hanged herself in the storeroom."

The villagers of Suijin Beach could only offer comfort, saying, "It's too far away. Even here in the new capital, there are constant big and small events. The Emperor simply doesn't know how difficult things are for people in the provinces."

Now that we know this, let's quickly have our elder uncle come over to set up tents and cook porridge. Now that granaries are opened throughout the land, those fellow villagers left behind will also be saved.

“This is already the best outcome, everyone don't be sad, after we get through this, everything will get better.”

That makes sense, so the refugees wiped their tears.

Some people are quick-witted and haven't forgotten to flatter.

"It's thanks to the Emperor's generous gifts that I've had two good meals. Now I have the energy to get things done."

"Yes, they not only provide food but also doctors to treat illnesses. My little girl was listless yesterday, but after drinking a bowl of medicine, she's lively and energetic today."

"I heard that when we return to our hometown, we'll still be given seeds and grain."

"I heard, the Emperor is simply amazing!"

"It's all that damn Miaole Jiao's fault. If it weren't for them causing trouble, we'd be home right now."

Just, don't let me run into those bastards, or I'll beat them to death with a bamboo pole.

It has to be said, people's hearts are fickle.

In a matter of moments, the sentiments of the displaced people shifted from grumbling to united opposition against the Miaolei sect!

People at the Broken Gold Beach and government relief agency staff, young and old, strolled among the displaced people, intentionally or not, guiding public opinion.

Let the displaced people have more gratitude towards the imperial court, and sing more praises to the emperor.

Although the Emperor might not hear it, people can't be eating relief grain and cursing him at the same time...

In the Kunning Palace, Jia Yin was practically counting the days on her fingers.

It's true, seven days of mourning for a queen shouldn't be too much.

But by the time I arrived, the situation was too strange, changing too rapidly. Those seven days seemed especially long and agonizing.

The Earl's Mansion and the old house, as well as the county magistrate's residence, were all managed only by grandmothers. In the village, it was the village head and Zhao Shu who were supporting everything.

Now Mr. Wen has also gone to do errands, leaving only the second uncle at court who persists.

She and her grandmother were confined to the palace every day, unable to do anything but worry.

...And then there's Mu Xu, who went to Jiangbei and never came back.

It's unknown whether he encountered danger or stayed at the camp

Is there anyone in the north secretly causing trouble for the Northern Expeditionary Army

At this time, were the Manchus driven out of the border

Under the same sky, the differences between the North and South are quite significant.

Jia Yin in Xindu passes her days like years, while the Northern Expeditionary Army is fighting fiercely and desperately every minute!

Under the towering and magnificent city walls of Bian Guan, Li Laosi hacked down a barbarian with a single stroke. He wiped the blood from his face casually, then turned to look at the inch by inch land being reclaimed, unable to contain his excitement as he shouted loudly.

"Brothers, give me a charge! We're about to drive those barbarians out! We'll reclaim the border!"

The Lord was also covered in blood, his long sword constantly slashing at the panicked barbarian soldiers. Occasionally, he would glance at the dark green city walls, his eyes blazing with fervor.

This is the very city wall, after ten years, is finally going back to Tianwu's embrace!

Unification of the North and South, the recovery of lost territories, it's finally no longer an empty phrase!

"Kill all the barbarians to the last man, charge!" He led the way, pursuing the fleeing King Lao Khan and the Fifth Prince.

Li Laosi hurried to catch up and raised his hand to chop off an arrow for the Lord!

The two of them relied on each other, and the Huns they were chasing cried like ghosts and howled like wolves! They ran for their lives, wetting themselves with fear!

The last two thousand barbarians, at this moment, only remembered to escape for their lives. There was no more of the grandeur and arrogance of dominating the north bank of the Yangtze River!

Just as the old Khan and the fifth prince were running desperately, a figure suddenly jumped down from an inconspicuous small tree beside them. With a single blow, he lunged at the Khan's head.

The Fifth Prince happened to see it, and he pulled the old King of Sweat with a single hand. The gleaming blade took away only an arm.

Lao Hanwang let out a scream, blood spraying everywhere, but he still didn't fall off his horse.

Then, hundreds of barbarian soldiers surrounded them, desperately protecting the old Khan and the fifth prince as they ran away.

The figure was enraged, raising his hand to reap the heads of several barbarian soldiers. However, he found it difficult to pursue them further.

Today's update is here!still be bustling around the stove But tonight, everyone was happy that their family and good fortune were about to return, wanting to celebrate with a drink. So they let her busy herself. 。When nigh...