After the queen came to the throne, I was forced to be nine thousand years old

Chapter 149

On the day of the Lantern Festival, the fourth prince Qi Wang enthusiastically donated silver from Qidina, preparing to go to Huzhou, escorting the silver taels, wanting to donate to Beidi for disaster relief, and by the way, preparing to go to Beijing to perform filial piety.

Anyone with a discerning eye in the court could see King Qi's thoughts, but no one could see through.

Emperor Yuanji had nine sons, only the eldest son and the fourth son were the most talented. The prince was sitting in the western frontier. It was indeed a good choice for King Qi to enter Beijing at this time, and he could get closer to Emperor Yuanji.

Only Emperor Yuanji was furious that day and broke many things in Hanyuan Hall.

"I want it again, I want it again, I..."

On the second day, the emperor returned to his old expression in a weird way, and he welcomed the king of Qi into the capital with joy.

Ji Lingshu and Zuo Daoqi had serious expressions on their faces, and even Changyi, who was always cheerful and lively, seemed a little lifeless, with his head bowed.

They have already entered the territory of the Northland yesterday. The Northland is very large, but there are only three states. This is the closest to the edge of the Northland.

The surrounding vegetation has long been eaten away. The northern land is extremely dry and extremely cold. There has been no snow for several months, and the ground has cracked huge holes.

The first sun rises in the east, and the setting sun shines all over the earth. In the bare woods, one after another figures slowly move forward.

These people's faces were tired and bloodless.

The clothes on their bodies were already in tatters, and every figure was a refugee. Every time they walked, they felt weak, making people worry that they would die at any moment.

Such a scene, under the shining of the early sun, looks like hell on earth, the end of the world!

Looking further away, the naked corpses were already in dilapidated condition, and there were still some refugees with the same yellow and emaciated faces, surrounded by the corpses, I don't know what they were doing...

The whole land was dead silent, only the sound of dragging the ground while walking.

Zuo Daoqi couldn't bear it, and he didn't expect that the most fringe position of the Northland was already like this, and what would happen if it went deeper.

The princess's carriage moved slowly, running in opposite directions from those refugees, like two parallel lines that would never intersect, and also like people from two worlds.

Changyi's voice was soft, and it was the first time that he lost his breath, "They are so pitiful."

Zuo Dodge said, "The food transporter should be here soon."

Ji Lingshu got up suddenly, walked outside the carriage, and said loudly, "Where is Mo Tu!"

"The end is here!"

"There will be a grain truck arriving at noon, and the tiger guards will start to count the grain and grass, and use second-best ones as good ones. Anyone who plots to relieve the disaster will be killed!"

"The last general takes orders!" Mo Tu's voice was deep, but it carried a sense of murder. He had participated in the battle of the valley with the mountain and sea monster country. Killing people was very easy for him.

After Ji Lingshu gave the order, he turned and returned to the carriage.

The scribe from Huwei pushed Mo Tu, "Old Mo, this Princess Xiyuan seems to be very dignified. You answered very positively."

It was only then that Mo Tu realized that it was like, when Ji Lingshu called his name, he felt like he was called by the coach when he was on the battlefield in the past.

This Princess Xiyuan is a bit extraordinary.

Zuo Dodge naturally also heard Ji Lingshu's order, and after Ji Lingshu got into the carriage, he gave her a thumbs up, "Lingshu, you are becoming more and more dignified, this is your No. Princess."

Ji Lingshu blushed, thinking of the princess on the fourth day mentioned last time.

Changyi's expression is still not very good.

After the carriage had traveled for an unknown amount of time, the sun was approaching, and finally a city was seen.

Rows of elite officers and soldiers stood on the city wall. They held weapons and looked coldly at the mountains of refugees.

"It doesn't snow in the north, Fengcheng has already run out of food, so we can't get much here."

"Let's go quickly, there is no food here, you go south, and then walk a hundred miles, you will be able to Jiangzhou, where there is food."

"Wait here, I don't know when the disaster relief food in the capital will arrive."

A loud voice sounded.

It was an official who stood on the city wall and shouted loudly, trying to drive these refugees away.

However, under the city wall, countless refugees collapsed completely, and the sounds of wailing, praying, crying, and shouting were endless.

"My lord, I beg you, we have traveled a long distance from Ninggu Mansion, and we have not eaten for four or five days. Can you give me a bowl of porridge?"

"My lord, my child is dying, please, give him a bowl of porridge."

"My lord, the imperial court will send people to help the disaster. You can lend us a bowl of porridge first. When the court's disaster relief comes, we won't eat it. Can I return it to you?"

"My lord, please..."

There were cries and shouts.

The young official stood on the city wall, trembling all over, but took a deep breath and turned his back. The urge to open a warehouse rose in his heart, but when he thought of the same pale-faced residents in the city...

he can not!
This is also the Northland, and the severe drought has also affected this Fengcheng. Opening warehouses to release grain, the people in the city...will rebel! !

And... this head, he dare not open it, once the warehouse is really opened to release food, the refugees will continue to flow, and he can't bear it.

There are millions of refugees in the whole Northland, and it's not just that there are no good-hearted officials. Their fate is not very good.

The young official turned around, looked at the guard beside him, and said in a low voice.

"Pass down the order, strictly guard it, and prohibit anyone from opening the warehouse to release grain."

"Yes!" A soldier holding a small flag was about to go out, but the young official spoke again and stopped him.

"Wait, how many of you, bring 100 people, each take ten... twenty catties of food, pretend to be refugees and mix in, if you meet a dying family, you can take care of it as appropriate, two by two, supervise each other!"

The young official said in a deep voice that this was the only thing he could do.

In the face of natural disasters, he can't save the suffering, there are only these things he can do.

Under the city wall, mourners are everywhere.

On the city wall, there are horses and soldiers.

On the hilltop in the distance, Mr. Wen stretched out his hand to remove the illusion created in front of his eyes with poems similar to flowers in a mirror, water and moon.

"Princess, have you ever seen it? This is the current Northland."

Ji Lingshu didn't speak, and Changyi had already lowered his head.

Mr. Wen didn't care, just looked at Zuo Dodge, "Zuo Baihu now understands why I let the army wait for food, let's go together."

Zuo Dodge nodded, arched his hands and bent over, "Teachable."

The prestige of the princess cannot fill their stomachs. Once these refugees find out that the guard of honor of the princess has arrived, but no food has been brought, they will... crazy!
Changyi whispered, with a choked up voice, "Could it be that we go over now, can't give them a spiritual boost, so that they won't embarrass that Fengcheng official..."

Mr. Wen shook his head slightly, "It's useless, what they need now is life."

Zuo Dodge stood quietly on a high place, looking at the crowd in the distance. The distance was too far for him to see clearly.

I can only see the refugees like locusts, silent and numb. Some people get up, and I don’t know if they are still crying, maybe they have stopped crying, and crying is also a very exhausting thing.

Ji Lingshu said coldly, "Mr. Wen, I want to save them!"

Mr. Wen said softly, "We are here for this."

At this time, a pawn ran over from a distance, clasped his fists and said to everyone, "I would like to report to the two princesses, my lords, Zheng Chixiao, the governor of the three northern states, sent someone to tell you, my lords, not to go deep into the northern land today. I will rush to Fengcheng."

Mr. Wen explained, "The Northland is different from the Central Plains. There is a very special governor's position here, which means that he is in charge of everything in the Northland. Mr. Zheng Chixiao is the governor of the three states."

After a pause, he reminded slightly, "He has political disagreements with Zhang Xiang, and he was born in Qingfeng Academy, which is as famous as Julu Academy."

It seems to be a reminder, but also a warning.

Changyi didn't speak, Ji Lingshu stepped forward and said to the tiger guard guard, "Go tell Master Zheng's messenger, and tell the magistrate that I know about it, and that I won't appear near the city until the food and grass arrive. cause trouble."

Mr. Wen nodded in satisfaction. Princess Xiyuan was smarter than expected. She could understand why Zheng Chixiao didn't let everyone enter the city so quickly. She was more like the person in charge of the trip than Princess Changyi.

he thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)