All evildoers are black-bellied: Out of print Concubine Diao

Seeing the carriage stop and move again, she lifted the small curtain of the window and poked half of her head out. Qiyin looked around curiously. The atmosphere seemed strange. There were so many people on the street, but no one dared to speak out. . 【26nbsp;】

"Miss, you are in good spirits today."

"I've been throwing up for a few days, and I guess I'm slowly getting used to the bumps." Qiyin retracted her body and lay down on the shawl in boredom, chewing a plum that was left aside. .

"Looking at the welcoming officials, we should have arrived in Jingzhou." Finally, there is a place to sleep well.

"This is Jingzhou?" Hearing what the lady said, Xiaoqin looked around curiously, "It's a bit different from what I imagined, Jingzhou is also a big place, why is it not as good as those small towns around Shengjing?" ah."

Look at the shops on the streets on both sides, they are dilapidated, many of them are still closed, and the paint on the facades has not been repaired. The official uniform of the lord is even more outdated, and it is no longer in its original color.

"Didn't it mean that there are floods here all the year round? How can the economic conditions be better in the disaster-stricken places?" Qiyin said with her chin propped up. She has seen the tragic situation of flood victims wandering around, not to mention the backward ancient times. There were more casualties, and no dams were repaired or anything.

About an hour later, they arrived at Platform County, which was the most severely affected by the disaster. The overflowing river flowed into Jingzhou City from here, so they had to find the source here first and find a solution.

After getting out of the carriage, I heard noises from all around, and the soldiers were all struggling to resist the swarming refugees.

"General, save us."

"General Yan, we haven't eaten for many days, all we gnaw are bark, you are our hope."

There were old and young in the crowd, and there were one or two babies crying uncontrollably. They were all wearing tattered clothes, and their faces were yellow and thin. Looking at Yan Wei strangled them, it was like seeing a Bodhisattva who could save them from the sea of ​​suffering. generally.

Yan Weile's previous resolute face could not help showing emotion, his heart was churning fiercely, the plight of these refugees was pierced in his heart like a sword, in the past when they fought on the battlefield, the soldiers threw their heads and shed their blood, For the country and for the people21

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