Chapter 40
Song Qingzhai had someone prepare a docile filly for Xu Ji, and he was still riding a war horse chasing the wind.
Xu Ji looked at Zhuifeng's black satin-like fur, couldn't help but be greedy, and asked Song Qingzhai, "Can I touch it?"
Song Qingzhai calmed down the war horse and moved out of the way.
Xu Ji touched the horse's mane lightly, and praised it, it was even better than the best horse she had seen in the racecourse before.
After actually riding a horse, Xu Ji realized that riding a horse on a rough road is not the same as running a horse in a racecourse. She was knocked upside down and almost fell off the horse several times.
Song Qingzhai shook his head lightly, steered the horse closer, stretched out his hand to grab her belt, lifted her in front of him, and said, "Sit still."
Just as Xu Ji was sitting firmly, Song Qingzhai urged his mount to move away, chasing the wind and stepping away with all four hooves.
Xu Ji could only feel the wind whistling in his ears, and the light veil on the veiled hat was completely attached to his face, if it wasn't for it to block his eyes, he wouldn't even be able to open his eyes a crack.
But it is undeniable that this feeling of galloping on horseback instantly brightened her mood.
In particular, there is a generous chest behind him to rely on, so there is no need to worry about any accidents.
Song Qingzhai's equestrian skills are excellent, no matter how difficult the road is, it will not make people feel particularly bumpy.
After galloping like this for about two quarters of an hour, the speed slowed down. Song Qingzhai pointed at him with a whip: "Wan County is ahead."
Previously, the scenery around her was fleeting, and Xu Ji didn't see anything clearly, but now that the horse was walking slowly, she could observe carefully.
The road is made of earth and can accommodate two cars in parallel, but now it is difficult to drive. The pits where the big ones can lie on cows and the small ones can lie on chickens are next to each other. There are sparse trees on both sides of the road.
The weeds in the fields grow taller than the crops, and most of the weeders are old people with vicissitudes of life, whose clothes are patched one after another, with sad faces and skinny bones.
There are also many fields that are barren.
The houses in the village are all mud walls and thatched roofs, most of them have no yards, and the houses are also damaged.
It was supposed to be a spring full of vitality, but it only showed depression.
Song Qingzhai got off the horse first, then helped her to get off, and said slowly: "Many families only have one set of clothes, and whoever goes out wears them."
Xu Ji opened his mouth wide in surprise, it was unimaginable.
Song Qingzhai handed over the chasing wind to the horse boy who came after him, and walked slowly with Xu Ji, "This is still Gyeonggi. It is the result of persuading the fleeing people to come back and settle down after the establishment of the imperial dynasty."
Xu Ji's heart sank a little.
While walking, a group of five or six-year-old dolls rushed out and rushed towards Xu Ji, screaming and hungry.
Fortunately, the soldiers brought by Song Qingzhai were able to stop them early.
But Xu Ji was deeply moved by those childish and eager gazes.
She had never seen such children before. They were all sallow and thin, with big heads, barefoot and barefoot. When they looked at people steadily, there was a look of hope and despair in their eyes.
She couldn't even figure out how two completely opposite emotions could appear at the same time.
When she came out, Nurse Wen stuffed some snacks into her purse, and she subconsciously reached out her hand.
Song Qingzhai pressed her wrist in time, and shook his head slightly.
Under Xu Ji's puzzled gaze, he slowly explained: "You've given up now, but you'll be unable to move a single step later. These few children are not the only ones in this village who can't afford to eat.
"Can you help these few now, or the whole village?
"If you can't, they will curse and abuse you, saying that you have fake kindness."
Human nature is so evil?Xu Ji didn't quite believe it.
(End of this chapter)
Song Qingzhai had someone prepare a docile filly for Xu Ji, and he was still riding a war horse chasing the wind.
Xu Ji looked at Zhuifeng's black satin-like fur, couldn't help but be greedy, and asked Song Qingzhai, "Can I touch it?"
Song Qingzhai calmed down the war horse and moved out of the way.
Xu Ji touched the horse's mane lightly, and praised it, it was even better than the best horse she had seen in the racecourse before.
After actually riding a horse, Xu Ji realized that riding a horse on a rough road is not the same as running a horse in a racecourse. She was knocked upside down and almost fell off the horse several times.
Song Qingzhai shook his head lightly, steered the horse closer, stretched out his hand to grab her belt, lifted her in front of him, and said, "Sit still."
Just as Xu Ji was sitting firmly, Song Qingzhai urged his mount to move away, chasing the wind and stepping away with all four hooves.
Xu Ji could only feel the wind whistling in his ears, and the light veil on the veiled hat was completely attached to his face, if it wasn't for it to block his eyes, he wouldn't even be able to open his eyes a crack.
But it is undeniable that this feeling of galloping on horseback instantly brightened her mood.
In particular, there is a generous chest behind him to rely on, so there is no need to worry about any accidents.
Song Qingzhai's equestrian skills are excellent, no matter how difficult the road is, it will not make people feel particularly bumpy.
After galloping like this for about two quarters of an hour, the speed slowed down. Song Qingzhai pointed at him with a whip: "Wan County is ahead."
Previously, the scenery around her was fleeting, and Xu Ji didn't see anything clearly, but now that the horse was walking slowly, she could observe carefully.
The road is made of earth and can accommodate two cars in parallel, but now it is difficult to drive. The pits where the big ones can lie on cows and the small ones can lie on chickens are next to each other. There are sparse trees on both sides of the road.
The weeds in the fields grow taller than the crops, and most of the weeders are old people with vicissitudes of life, whose clothes are patched one after another, with sad faces and skinny bones.
There are also many fields that are barren.
The houses in the village are all mud walls and thatched roofs, most of them have no yards, and the houses are also damaged.
It was supposed to be a spring full of vitality, but it only showed depression.
Song Qingzhai got off the horse first, then helped her to get off, and said slowly: "Many families only have one set of clothes, and whoever goes out wears them."
Xu Ji opened his mouth wide in surprise, it was unimaginable.
Song Qingzhai handed over the chasing wind to the horse boy who came after him, and walked slowly with Xu Ji, "This is still Gyeonggi. It is the result of persuading the fleeing people to come back and settle down after the establishment of the imperial dynasty."
Xu Ji's heart sank a little.
While walking, a group of five or six-year-old dolls rushed out and rushed towards Xu Ji, screaming and hungry.
Fortunately, the soldiers brought by Song Qingzhai were able to stop them early.
But Xu Ji was deeply moved by those childish and eager gazes.
She had never seen such children before. They were all sallow and thin, with big heads, barefoot and barefoot. When they looked at people steadily, there was a look of hope and despair in their eyes.
She couldn't even figure out how two completely opposite emotions could appear at the same time.
When she came out, Nurse Wen stuffed some snacks into her purse, and she subconsciously reached out her hand.
Song Qingzhai pressed her wrist in time, and shook his head slightly.
Under Xu Ji's puzzled gaze, he slowly explained: "You've given up now, but you'll be unable to move a single step later. These few children are not the only ones in this village who can't afford to eat.
"Can you help these few now, or the whole village?
"If you can't, they will curse and abuse you, saying that you have fake kindness."
Human nature is so evil?Xu Ji didn't quite believe it.
(End of this chapter)
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