Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 881 Jun Wudao

After the soldier finished speaking, he lowered his head, his tone was relaxed as if he didn't care, but after Yuan Lingwei heard it, she could only feel a huge wave in her heart.

——She has grown up to her thirties, and she still doesn't know what it's like to be "hungry".

She has never been hungry, and she doesn't know that "starvation" can kill people.

As the princess of the Tian family, even if the rice harvest in the middle school was poor last year, her long princess's mansion could still have fish every day and eat meat every day.

She even threw away a plate of elbows that she was tired of eating just yesterday.

But at the same time—while she wasted the food and drink she was tired of, there were still so many people in Fuli who were struggling with life and death due to hunger.

"...Where is the imperial court?" Yuan Lingwei moved her mouth numbly, her blurred voice was as vague as a dream, "Has the imperial court never cared about it?"

"Where does the imperial court care about the lives of these 'untouchables'?" The soldier responded softly, Yuan Lingwei turned her head woodenly, just caught a glimpse of the fleeting resentment in his pupils, "Master Taishi has gone to Shushu several times. His Majesty dismissed it, and then he simply took the General's Mansion and braced himself to save this damned natural disaster."

"However, Master Taishi has a clean sleeve, and the general's mansion is used to being clean and tidy. Where did they get so much money to help the victims?"

"His Royal Highness, the villain knows that you are His Royal Highness, but do you know where these grains come from?"

"It's the barracks—"

"At first, Nan Province was able to collect rice grains. Later, Nan Province was hit by a disaster, and Fuli had nowhere to collect so much grain. At least half of the grain in the next few months came from soldiers in the army. We saved it bite by bite!"

"But Your Highness, it's not a peaceful and prosperous world now, and the soldiers have never had enough to eat. If there is a border fight in the future, who can protect our Fuli?"

The soldier blushed uncontrollably as he spoke, he sniffed, and his fists turned white: "Your Highness, the villain can't hold it anymore—the villain dares to offend a few more words, and you will be the one after that!" I ordered the decapitation of the villain, and the villain never complained."

"The villain has been on duty at this city gate for three years. During this year, I almost saw the hair of the Grand Master's hair go gray one by one. The two ladies in the General's Mansion also lost weight day by day—— In order to save more food for these common people, the villain heard that the General’s Mansion has not opened meat for almost a year.”

"Really, Your Highness, the common people are almost unable to hold on, and the General's Mansion and the Grand Master are also almost unable to hold on. If the court remains the same as before, the common people will really have no way to survive—"

After the soldier finished speaking, he knelt down on the ground with a jerk on his neck. Yuan Lingwei looked down at him in a daze, and turned around staggeringly for a long time.

——She has no ability to blame that impulsive soldier, let alone convict him.

Because she knew that what he said was right, Fuli's current situation was caused by the court alone, and the people's way of life was also cut off by the court.

— how ridiculous.

One day, the imperial court of a country actually single-handedly forced its own people to death.

Yuan Lingwei dragged her steps in a daze, and walked straight towards the city gate. Seeing this, the maid hurriedly trotted to catch up with her, and the coachman scratched his head and led the horse.

The soldiers kneeling on the ground did not wait for a long time to be heard from their superiors, but instead silently pulled up the cart full of civilian corpses. The streets in the city were deserted under a sunny day, with one or two sparrows occasionally flying by.

It turns out that starvation can kill people...

It turns out that starvation will kill people.

Yuan Lingwei who passed through the city gate blinked slowly, and slightly tilted her head for a long time: "Fulan, have you ever been hungry?"

"Go back to Your Highness, I've endured it." The maid lowered her eyes and said in a soft voice, "When I was still in Ren Yazi's hands, I also suffered from hunger."

Yuan Lingwei asked: "What kind of feeling is that?"

Fulan shook her head: "I can't remember, I can't tell."

"That's right, you've been serving me for almost 30 years, and you don't need to go hungry any longer." Yuan Lingwei twitched the corners of her lips as if mocking herself, then looked back at the groom, "What about you? "

"I have endured it when I was a child learning art, but I haven't survived it when I entered your house." The groom smiled and rubbed his head in a little embarrassment, "I only remember that when I'm hungry, I don't pick what I eat." what is it?"

"It's enough to make the stomach full, and it doesn't matter whether the thing is good or bad, whether it can be eaten or not."

"Such as rice bran and wild vegetables?" Yuan Lingwei struggled to pull out two things from the back of her mind. She remembered that she had heard people say a long time ago that poor people would eat bran and swallow vegetables.

"Your Highness, in fact, if there is a famine like last year, rice bran and wild vegetables are rare and good things." The groom grinned embarrassedly, "Ordinary people still can't get it."

"But isn't that used to feed chickens?" Yuan Lingwei couldn't help raising her voice, "Can that be a rare good thing?"

"It's like this in a famine year." The groom nodded, "What chickens eat, people can eat; what chickens don't eat, people can eat."

"For example, grass roots, tree bark, rotting animal carcasses in the forest, and white mud in the ground. At this time, even mice can be regarded as extremely precious wild animals... Your Highness, are you okay?"

The groom picked his fingers, and carefully glanced at the woman whose complexion was getting paler. The latter waved his hands forcefully after hearing the words: "I'm fine, just let me be quiet."

"Here." The maid lowered her eyebrows, signaling the groom to shut up quickly, and the two followed behind Yuan Lingwei without saying a word, while Yuan Lingwei was still walking forward aimlessly.

The streets in the city are not as lively as they used to be, and the streets are not as full of people as before, except for a few clapping and playing children on the street corners who still show a bit of a worldly atmosphere. Looking at Shangjing in a daze, unexpectedly It's like an empty city.

Yuan Lingwei's footsteps paused, and then almost instinctively walked towards the only place where people lived in the street. At that time, the children were holding hands and singing an unknown nursery rhyme. She leaned forward and carefully identified It took a long time before I heard that brisk but hideous little tune clearly.

"You have no way, you are angry with God,
"When the wind and rain cease, there will be a severe drought.

"Three months of fire never end,

"There are no fish in the pools and no millet,

"The seedlings are burned to the ground and the river is empty."

"You have no way, you are angry with God,
"A great drought will cause a great flood.

"Floods and landslides in the south,

"It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice,

"Bury the children in the morning and bury the old man in the night."

"You have no way, abandon Limeng (pronounced 'Meng', meaning Limin),

"Sensuality, dog and horse are the same.

"The bustling place in Shangjing,

"The lowly body can disturb the real dragon.

"Don't you see that the Zhumen are singing and dancing everywhere,
"The grassy hut is piled with bones!" (This nursery rhyme is purely created by the author, and it is forbidden to change it and misappropriate it. If you catch it, you will be shot to death)

——There are singing and dancing everywhere in the Zhumen...the thatched huts are piled with bones.

Yuan Lingwei opened her mouth in a daze. She saw the youngest among the children, who deliberately fell backwards after singing the song. The children next to him quickly reached out to support his head.

Some people pretended to be soldiers defending the city, and some pretended to be the wagon carrying the dead bodies. The "relatives" wailed and carried the "dead" onto the wagon, and the soldiers led the wagon out step by step.

The weeping "relatives" leaned crookedly on the haystack, and it seemed that their lives were not long.

Everything in front of her was very similar to the series of depressive scenes she saw outside Beijing——

Yuan Lingwei's face suddenly lost all color.

　One-click query of the author's mental state when writing this chapter...I didn't know what was going on yesterday. I didn't fall asleep all morning. I fell asleep at [-] o'clock.

　　Gan.

　　The nursery rhyme is a story that flashed through my mind a few days ago, and I stared at my eyes and slapped my liver on the notepad of my mobile phone in the morning.

　　Because it is a nursery rhyme and not a poem, so I didn't deliberately pursue the rhythm, but it was generally catchy, and it was enough to make things clear.

　　This section of nursery rhymes is forbidden to be re-used and re-used. If you like it, you can extract it, but don't be caught by me and use it in other novels/copywriting/introductions.

　　Catch the big reward talisman and shoot to death.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)