Chapter 74
Although this is the reason, the little girl Hongmei still can't help worrying, it's useless to say that she is worrying.
When Xia Jing entered the city, she noticed that there were many refugees gathered outside the city gate, and there were many porridge sheds outside the city gate. It must be that the rich businessmen and nobles in Jiangxia were sharing the worries of the county guard.
She approached Zeng Yan, "Jiangxia is located in an alluvial plain, the land is fertile, and the grain production is expected to be good. Send someone to visit various grain shops. This time we can order as much grain as possible here."
"Okay, this old slave will send a team out to handle this matter."
Zeng Yan didn't dare to delay. Taking advantage of the early time to enter the city this time, he immediately sent people out. As for how much food he could order, he could only say that he would do his best!
Outside Jiangxia North City Gate.
The embankment outside the moat has now become a place for refugees to wash their clothes and vegetables.
From early morning to evening, there is an endless stream of women washing on the embankment.
From the river embankment to the foot of the mountain five miles away, all the plowed farmland was occupied by refugees, and the trees on the mountain were cut down and turned into grass sheds at the foot of the mountain.
The thatched shed areas next to each other are extremely noisy no matter it is day or night, and the sanitary conditions are extremely worrying.
Even the shopkeeper from Jiangxia City was unwilling to enter this smelly shanty town, he only stayed by the moat.
The refugees who want to buy a needle and thread have to buy it by the moat.
In a corner of the shantytown, the villagers who fled from Kanjiao Village in Yanzhou, except for the young people who went out to find food, and other family members gathered together.
The village head of Kanjiao Village was the first to speak: "Yesterday, a notice was posted at the gate of the city, and the county governor has clearly stated that Jiangxia will not arrange refugees. We must either return to our original place by the same route, or cross the river to settle down in a hilly area further south. You have been thinking about it all night, what do you think about it? If we make a decision, it is better for us to leave this place as soon as possible!"
"It's been half a month since we fled to Jiangxia. In the past half month, it hasn't rained even in Jiangxia, a place close to the river, let alone our Kanjiao village. There must not even be a drop of well water. Going back is tantamount to a dead end."
"Village chief, just tell us about your decision. Our village belongs to you who are well-informed. If you ask us, how do we know what to do?"
"In my opinion, let's wait and see in Jiangxia first. There are so many people in this shanty town that haven't left. Let's go with the flow."
"If you stay here for a short time, there will still be wild vegetables to dig. After a while, I guess I will only eat soil. Whoever you want to stay can stay. Anyway, I want to take my family across the river. I heard It is said that the south can plant two seasons a year, and we can catch up with the next season when we cross the river."
The villagers of Kanjiao Village expressed their views and actively expressed their opinions.
Daddy Xia, who was sitting next to the village chief, tapped the cigarette rod. Unlike everyone else's disheveled face, his face was a little bloody, and his complexion was also different from that of the villagers who worked in the fields all day.
When he knocked, the village chief thought of him, turned around and asked, "Dunhou, you can be regarded as a capable person in our village. You know a lot of people doing business in the town and you have a lot of knowledge. Tell me Say what you think?"
Father Xia's original name was Xia Dunhou, which was given by his grandfather.
He pinned the cigarette rod on his trouser belt, glanced at everyone, and finally pursed his lower lip slightly and said, "I don't know what's going on on the other side of the river, but I've been running a shop in this town for so many years, and I heard a saying, I was most impressed, that is: tree moves to death, people move to live! Why don't you go to the river to fight when you know that there is no way to survive if you go back to your home?"
The village chief was irritated by his sentence of moving the tree to death, and moved people to live. He sighed excitedly: "Dunhou's words are absolutely correct. One side of the water and soil supports the other side. Since the people on the other side can live, those of us who are not afraid of hardship can go to the village. We will definitely survive. At least there is a lot of rain on the other side of the river, and we will settle down there without fear of another drought in the future.”
Many years later, the village chief knew that what he said today was too ignorant.
Although there is a lot more rain on the other side of the river than in the north, if there is a drought, the fields will still lack water.
When the other villagers heard this, many people became anxious. Farmers attach great importance to the farming time. If they miss the farming time in a year, it will be a waste of work for that year.
As long as there is no shortage of water on the other side of the river, they will settle down there to catch up with the second season of planting, and they will not be starved to death this year.
Besides, it has already been delayed for half a month outside Jiangxia City, and the county guard has made it clear that they will not accept refugees, so it would be useless for them to wait any longer.
Maybe he will freeze to death outside this city this winter.
"Village Chief, I think we should vote with a show of hands. The minority obeys the majority. If someone really doesn't want to leave, they can stay."
"That's right, vote by show of hands. There are fewer people crossing the river in the early morning. How about we go back to clean up now and cross the river early tomorrow?"
The village head was very satisfied with the performance of the villagers. He asked everyone to show their hands to vote. The last few villagers who were not very willing to cross the river had no choice but to follow along.
After the discussion came to a conclusion, the village chief announced the end of the meeting, and everyone couldn't wait to go back and share the news with their families.
As soon as Father Xia returned to his thatched hut, his old wife, Mrs. Chen, asked him: "How did you discuss it? Did the discussion come to fruition? If I live here for a few more days, I believe that my mother is the first in the world to be punished." People who are suffocated to death by the stench!"
The Xia family originally had some wealth in doing business in the town, and later the little girl married into Prince Qian's mansion, and the business was even more prosperous.
The accumulated wealth can completely hire guards to escort them to the other side of the river.
But Father Xia didn't want to be so high-profile.
He took away all the supplies that could be taken from his family, took the initiative to take care of the orphans and elders in the village, and asked to escape with the village, and the village head agreed.
Now living in this shanty town, according to Mrs. Xia Chen's meaning, the family pays some money to live in an inn in the city.
This time, it was Father Xia who disagreed again. He felt that he could not leave the village. In case of trouble, no one would help and hide among the villagers, so that their family would be safer.
Who would have thought there were rich people in the refugee camps?
"Don't talk about unlucky words!" Father Xia's face darkened, "Clean up the house, and when they come back from digging wild vegetables, you can make more dry food after we eat. The village chief has decided to cross the river tomorrow morning .”
"Finally leaving?!" Xia's family's second child was called Xia He, and his daughter-in-law Ji was so young, she immediately cheered when her grandfather said that she was going to cross the river tomorrow.
Chen's expression relaxed, and there was a smile on her face. At this time, she still did not forget to tease: "It seems that I am not the only one staying here enough!"
As the granddaughter-in-law, Ji nodded with a smile, this place is really not a place for people to stay.
Smell is one aspect, the most important thing is that this shed area is too chaotic, a young daughter-in-law like her, how dare she walk around in the shed area.
In case any man gets malicious and drags her to another shed to kill her, she won't even find a place to die!
(End of this chapter)
Although this is the reason, the little girl Hongmei still can't help worrying, it's useless to say that she is worrying.
When Xia Jing entered the city, she noticed that there were many refugees gathered outside the city gate, and there were many porridge sheds outside the city gate. It must be that the rich businessmen and nobles in Jiangxia were sharing the worries of the county guard.
She approached Zeng Yan, "Jiangxia is located in an alluvial plain, the land is fertile, and the grain production is expected to be good. Send someone to visit various grain shops. This time we can order as much grain as possible here."
"Okay, this old slave will send a team out to handle this matter."
Zeng Yan didn't dare to delay. Taking advantage of the early time to enter the city this time, he immediately sent people out. As for how much food he could order, he could only say that he would do his best!
Outside Jiangxia North City Gate.
The embankment outside the moat has now become a place for refugees to wash their clothes and vegetables.
From early morning to evening, there is an endless stream of women washing on the embankment.
From the river embankment to the foot of the mountain five miles away, all the plowed farmland was occupied by refugees, and the trees on the mountain were cut down and turned into grass sheds at the foot of the mountain.
The thatched shed areas next to each other are extremely noisy no matter it is day or night, and the sanitary conditions are extremely worrying.
Even the shopkeeper from Jiangxia City was unwilling to enter this smelly shanty town, he only stayed by the moat.
The refugees who want to buy a needle and thread have to buy it by the moat.
In a corner of the shantytown, the villagers who fled from Kanjiao Village in Yanzhou, except for the young people who went out to find food, and other family members gathered together.
The village head of Kanjiao Village was the first to speak: "Yesterday, a notice was posted at the gate of the city, and the county governor has clearly stated that Jiangxia will not arrange refugees. We must either return to our original place by the same route, or cross the river to settle down in a hilly area further south. You have been thinking about it all night, what do you think about it? If we make a decision, it is better for us to leave this place as soon as possible!"
"It's been half a month since we fled to Jiangxia. In the past half month, it hasn't rained even in Jiangxia, a place close to the river, let alone our Kanjiao village. There must not even be a drop of well water. Going back is tantamount to a dead end."
"Village chief, just tell us about your decision. Our village belongs to you who are well-informed. If you ask us, how do we know what to do?"
"In my opinion, let's wait and see in Jiangxia first. There are so many people in this shanty town that haven't left. Let's go with the flow."
"If you stay here for a short time, there will still be wild vegetables to dig. After a while, I guess I will only eat soil. Whoever you want to stay can stay. Anyway, I want to take my family across the river. I heard It is said that the south can plant two seasons a year, and we can catch up with the next season when we cross the river."
The villagers of Kanjiao Village expressed their views and actively expressed their opinions.
Daddy Xia, who was sitting next to the village chief, tapped the cigarette rod. Unlike everyone else's disheveled face, his face was a little bloody, and his complexion was also different from that of the villagers who worked in the fields all day.
When he knocked, the village chief thought of him, turned around and asked, "Dunhou, you can be regarded as a capable person in our village. You know a lot of people doing business in the town and you have a lot of knowledge. Tell me Say what you think?"
Father Xia's original name was Xia Dunhou, which was given by his grandfather.
He pinned the cigarette rod on his trouser belt, glanced at everyone, and finally pursed his lower lip slightly and said, "I don't know what's going on on the other side of the river, but I've been running a shop in this town for so many years, and I heard a saying, I was most impressed, that is: tree moves to death, people move to live! Why don't you go to the river to fight when you know that there is no way to survive if you go back to your home?"
The village chief was irritated by his sentence of moving the tree to death, and moved people to live. He sighed excitedly: "Dunhou's words are absolutely correct. One side of the water and soil supports the other side. Since the people on the other side can live, those of us who are not afraid of hardship can go to the village. We will definitely survive. At least there is a lot of rain on the other side of the river, and we will settle down there without fear of another drought in the future.”
Many years later, the village chief knew that what he said today was too ignorant.
Although there is a lot more rain on the other side of the river than in the north, if there is a drought, the fields will still lack water.
When the other villagers heard this, many people became anxious. Farmers attach great importance to the farming time. If they miss the farming time in a year, it will be a waste of work for that year.
As long as there is no shortage of water on the other side of the river, they will settle down there to catch up with the second season of planting, and they will not be starved to death this year.
Besides, it has already been delayed for half a month outside Jiangxia City, and the county guard has made it clear that they will not accept refugees, so it would be useless for them to wait any longer.
Maybe he will freeze to death outside this city this winter.
"Village Chief, I think we should vote with a show of hands. The minority obeys the majority. If someone really doesn't want to leave, they can stay."
"That's right, vote by show of hands. There are fewer people crossing the river in the early morning. How about we go back to clean up now and cross the river early tomorrow?"
The village head was very satisfied with the performance of the villagers. He asked everyone to show their hands to vote. The last few villagers who were not very willing to cross the river had no choice but to follow along.
After the discussion came to a conclusion, the village chief announced the end of the meeting, and everyone couldn't wait to go back and share the news with their families.
As soon as Father Xia returned to his thatched hut, his old wife, Mrs. Chen, asked him: "How did you discuss it? Did the discussion come to fruition? If I live here for a few more days, I believe that my mother is the first in the world to be punished." People who are suffocated to death by the stench!"
The Xia family originally had some wealth in doing business in the town, and later the little girl married into Prince Qian's mansion, and the business was even more prosperous.
The accumulated wealth can completely hire guards to escort them to the other side of the river.
But Father Xia didn't want to be so high-profile.
He took away all the supplies that could be taken from his family, took the initiative to take care of the orphans and elders in the village, and asked to escape with the village, and the village head agreed.
Now living in this shanty town, according to Mrs. Xia Chen's meaning, the family pays some money to live in an inn in the city.
This time, it was Father Xia who disagreed again. He felt that he could not leave the village. In case of trouble, no one would help and hide among the villagers, so that their family would be safer.
Who would have thought there were rich people in the refugee camps?
"Don't talk about unlucky words!" Father Xia's face darkened, "Clean up the house, and when they come back from digging wild vegetables, you can make more dry food after we eat. The village chief has decided to cross the river tomorrow morning .”
"Finally leaving?!" Xia's family's second child was called Xia He, and his daughter-in-law Ji was so young, she immediately cheered when her grandfather said that she was going to cross the river tomorrow.
Chen's expression relaxed, and there was a smile on her face. At this time, she still did not forget to tease: "It seems that I am not the only one staying here enough!"
As the granddaughter-in-law, Ji nodded with a smile, this place is really not a place for people to stay.
Smell is one aspect, the most important thing is that this shed area is too chaotic, a young daughter-in-law like her, how dare she walk around in the shed area.
In case any man gets malicious and drags her to another shed to kill her, she won't even find a place to die!
(End of this chapter)
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