Ancient natural disasters: The whole family traveled through time and was almost wiped out

Chapter 216

The pace of Chunzhou County and Luoshui County next door is consistent, which is the result of frequent exchanges and practices between the two leaders.

But the situation in Chunzhou County was much more serious than that in Luoshui County, and the lack of food was the biggest difference between the two counties.

Because of what Governor Wen did, the people had lost hope in the government. Not even a dog would go near places like the county government and the governor's mansion, so much so that they didn't even know that the governor's mansion had a new owner.

No one knew about the decree issued by County Magistrate Chen anymore. Some people even knew that it had been issued and sued, so they ran away even faster.

Although I don’t know the content, I know it’s definitely not a good thing!

The speed was so fast that the yamen runners could not catch up even if they tried their best to chase him from behind.

There was no other way, County Magistrate Chen could only send people to ring gongs in the street to inform them, but it worked fine when the gong was not sounded. As soon as the gong was sounded, the door was propped shut with a wooden pestle, and the bailiffs could not pry the door open.

This prying ruins the deal.

Many people thought that these people from the yamen were really here to force them to death. They came to rob them even after they had taken all the food!

The anger rushed to the top of his head all of a sudden——

"You have taken away all the food in my house. What else do you want? I still have my life left. Do you want it or not? If you want it, take it away! Damn it, I will fight you to the death!"

The food is gone, the snow is falling, and there is not much firewood. I don’t know how to survive in the future. Now they want to plunder the last of their survival food. Many people are ready to fight to the death with them! !

Let's all go to hell!

Because they had a new master, the people from the county government and the governor's office didn't dare to fight with the common people. In the end, they were beaten black and blue and went to see the county magistrate Chen in disgrace.

County Magistrate Chen’s head hurt so much!

He couldn't have people shouting in the streets--

Governor Wen is dead!

Governor Wen was killed by me!

I'm the new governor!

Although this is a fact, but... it's not good to announce it to the world so loudly, right? ?

Although everyone will soon understand it.

But the great cause has not yet been accomplished, so shouldn’t we cover it up a little?

While we were still thinking of countermeasures, a cold wave came. Although most people stayed at home, some elderly and weak people still couldn't survive it.

The houses in Chunzhou County had not been well maintained to begin with, and many of them collapsed under the weight of the heavy snow.

In a temperature of nearly minus thirty degrees Celsius, the houses were broken, the quilts were old, there was no firewood, and no food. At least half of the people in Chunzhou County had died.

Chen Nuo acted promptly and provided porridge and firewood.

Once one family knew about this kind of good deed, the whole county would soon know about it. Within an hour, the porridge distribution center was filled with people wearing thin cotton clothes who came to get porridge.

Chen Nuo personally made the donation, and County Magistrate Ming stood beside him: "This is our new Governor Chen, sir Chen, Governor Wen unfortunately contracted a serious illness and passed away."

Deserve it! Good death!

I don’t know what kind of serious disease it is, whether it can cause intestinal perforation and stomach rupture!

The people gnashed their teeth and wanted to set off three-meter firecrackers to celebrate.

After cursing enough in his heart and smiling enough on his face, he began to look at the new governor. Hmm, he was so noble!

You can tell at first glance that he is a good governor!

He actually made porridge for them himself!

The governors who serve porridge are all good governors!

I just don't know how many days this porridge can be used?

Regardless of!

They would come to drink the porridge even if there was no rice in it.

Some people even use rough jars with lids to make porridge, so that they can take the porridge back home for the whole family to drink, and if it is too cold, they can just take a sip to warm themselves up.

The precious firewood at home must be saved for sleeping, otherwise, you might freeze to death in the middle of the night and no one would know about it.

Some people may say, the firewood is on the mountain, so why not go up the mountain to pick it?

Do you think they don't want to go to the mountains to collect firewood?

On the one hand, there are the wild beasts in the mountains, and on the other hand, the accumulated snow buries all the firewood that has fallen on the ground. Whether it is cutting down trees or digging wood from the snow, it is not an easy and quick task!

The main reason was that it was too cold, and the cotton-padded clothes of ordinary people were too thin. The weather in Chunzhou was warm. In the past, the temperature in winter was only 7 or 8 degrees Celsius at most. People were poor, so how thick could they afford cotton-padded clothes? How could they possibly withstand the biting cold wind in the wild today?

You can't just go out and come back as soon as you collect firewood. Even if you live nearby, it will take more than an hour to get back if there is not much firewood.

The wind in the mountains is even wilder. If it blows like this for more than an hour, will I catch a cold?

People with good physiques may not.

But will you? Will you bet?

Colds can kill people!

I don’t know where to find a doctor?

When the situation becomes desperate, people will definitely take the risk, but isn’t this the case? It’s not a desperate situation yet, is it?

On the road leading to a dead end, Chen Nuo appeared.

Like Jiang Yipei, he distributed a batch of cotton-padded clothes to the people who were going to the mountains to collect firewood. However, unlike Jiang Yipei, he was not suitable for issuing service notices, and could only use hot porridge and cotton-padded clothes to force them to work.

Slowly, step by step, the people of Chunzhou County began to trust the government and him again, and obey his arrangements, bringing new vitality to the entire Chunzhou County.

Chunzhou County had very little grain, and a lot of it was wasted by Governor Wen. Even if he had brought it all back, and even put a lot in, it would be enough for Chunzhou County and some surrounding villages to survive the winter. But there were towns under the county, and villages under the towns. How could he provide food and clothing for these people?

Where does so much food come from?

It's really a big problem.

There is another difference between Chunzhou County and Luoshui County. The wealthy families in Luoshui County snatched up a huge amount of grain, but although the wealthy families in Chunzhou County had channels to hear the news from Luoshui County and snatched up a lot of grain, the weaker ones had already been snatched away by Governor Wen. Although the stronger ones were not all snatched away, half of them were given away to send Governor Wen away.

In the entire Chunzhou County, there are no more than a hundred households that have enough food stored to survive the winter.

Although this number seems large, it is terribly small compared to the thousands of households in the entire county.

Just imagine, if the entire county was wiped out and only one or two thousand people were left, what a terrible scene that would be.

After much thought, Chen Nuo concluded that the only solution was to buy grain from those in Luoshui County, but not too much. Just buy some from every household and pool the money together to allow the people of Chunzhou County to survive until spring.

In spring, there are more things to eat.

He had finally waited for it. On the day of the Beginning of Spring, the weather warmed up. Although the temperature change was not obvious, it was indeed a good sign.

However, the lives of the people in other states and counties of Dasheng underwent earth-shaking changes in just less than half a year.

Whether their post-disaster life is difficult or not depends entirely on their parents.

If their officials can make overall arrangements and increase the cohesion of the people so as to overcome the difficulties together, then the city will be relatively stable and the lives of the people will be guaranteed.

If their parents abandoned them and left them to fend for themselves, allowing them to burn, kill, loot and bully the weak in order to survive, then this city would be filled with a large number of refugees.

Unfortunately, there are really not many good officials in Dasheng who love their people like their own children.

Many people died in Dasheng, with the highest number of deaths occurring in the previously warm south.

There were people frozen to death everywhere, and there was no one to collect the bodies, because the person who could collect the bodies was most likely lying not far away.

It’s good this way, you won’t be alone on the road to the underworld, and you will have a companion in the netherworld.

Jiang Xiaomi and her family traveled to the Great Sheng Kingdom. In just five months, the seemingly prosperous Great Sheng Kingdom fell into chaos.

The refugee armies appeared in waves, and finally met, gathered together, and grew stronger, and they had become a small force.

Just when the country was about to be shaken—

The emperor in the palace is sick.

The imperial capital is located in the north, and it always snows heavily in winter, with the temperature never dropping below minus 15 degrees Celsius. The cold wave moves southward from here.

Therefore, the temperature here is at least 10C lower than that in Luoshui County.

At the coldest time, the lowest temperature even dropped below minus 50 degrees Celsius.

But also because the winters here are cold all year round, not many people who live near the capital or even north of the capital freeze to death.

After all, the old emperor did not have such strong resistance that he could not escape this disaster. He had been bedridden for half a month and was becoming increasingly weak. He was drowsy every day and spent all his time taking medicine and sleeping, occasionally eating something. However, most of his waking time was spent on the execution of the nine clans of all the imperial doctors.

He had killed almost all the doctors in the Imperial Hospital, to the point where the King of Qi and the Crown Prince were afraid to let him kill any more.

What if the imperial physician is killed? Who will they turn to for treatment if they feel dizzy or have a headache?

The emperor was so angry at these two unfilial sons that he vomited blood.

The first reaction of the King of Qi and the Crown Prince was not worry, but excitement and excitement.

But they dared not show it, or even let the other party see through their thoughts, so they could only run to the emperor's bedroom every day, under the euphemism of - serving the illness.

They were busy trying to please their father, expecting him to write their names on the imperial edict at the last moment, so they had no intention of caring about the refugees. They just each appointed a general to suppress them and issued an order at the same time - kill without mercy.

After all, in their view, the refugee army was a powerless thing. With his great military strength, suppression would surely be successful. Since they dared to rebel, they would have to pay with their lives.

In the eyes of these royal relatives, the lives of common people are not even worth a fart.

They never reflect on themselves, but only blame the people for not being able to continue to be patient and for not being able to live a good life but having to cause trouble.

More people died in Dasheng, killed by the powerful and wealthy who were supported by their taxes.

They wielded their swords and reaped lives without mercy. When they saw refugees holding sticks or being unarmed being killed so easily by swords, their eyes were filled with such contempt and disgust, they were already... arrogant.

As if to say, just this——

With this level and this strength, you dare to rebel?

Are you qualified to rebel?

Haha, you don’t know what’s good for you.

The people of Luoshui County, who lived in a remote corner of the country, were unaware of the tragedy outside. They worked diligently to chop wood, burn charcoal and make bricks, striving to build a red brick house for themselves after the winter was over.

Jiang Yipei and Jiang Suying followed Jiang Xiaomi's advice and went back to Jiangjia Village to take a few days off, away from the hassles of work.

"Take me with you, please..." Jiang Xiubai pitifully pulled Jiang Suying's hand: "I feel like I've been taking medicine for so long, and I've gotten much better. If you don't believe me, ask my mother. I only ate two bowls of rice last night."

Jiang Suying held her forehead with her hand: "Since when has the condition been measured by the amount of food eaten?"

"I don't care. I want to go back too. What's wrong with my health sitting in a carriage for two hours? What can I do?! You're just leaving me here alone. Aren't you worried that I'll suddenly get sick? If I'm not rescued in time, I'll die!"

Seeing that asking for help was not working, Jiang Xiubai turned into a scoundrel, sitting on the threshold with his arms folded: "If you want to get through, you have to step over my dead body!"

Jiang Xiaomi: “…”

"I really admire you, Old Six! I didn't say I wouldn't take you with me at the beginning, it was you who said your back hurt! If you want to go back, just go back! You're just putting on a show, get up, you're blocking my way!"

Jiang Xiubai pursed his lips, moved his big butt to let Jiang Xiaomi move the things out, and then met his mother's slightly angry eyes.

"Speak nicely, day in and day out, and stop talking about life and death!"

Liu really wanted to slap this child. He was so talkative all day long that he dared to say anything nonsense. Didn’t he know there’s a saying that good things don’t work, but bad things do?

Bah! Amitabha, may the Bodhisattva bless her, she was just talking nonsense, please bless my Xiaobai to live a hundred years!

After confessing her sins to the Buddha in her heart, Liu said to Jiang Suying, "Sister-in-law, please take him back. What Xiaobai said makes sense. It will be easier for us to take care of him together."

"I really didn't say I wouldn't take him with me!" Jiang Suying was really going to die of injustice. In the end, she was too lazy to explain and was helpless: "Back, back, back, all of you go back together!"

Of course, Liu had to go back with them. Jiang Yida helped Jiang Yipei with official business and didn't have much free time, so she was the one who took care of Jiang Xiubai on weekdays.

“Ah!” Jiang Xiubai clapped his hands suddenly. He suddenly remembered his long-forgotten friend: “Chicken! My chicken! Aa ...

"What chicken?" Jiang Xiaomi blinked. For a moment, she couldn't remember the chicken in the side yard of the Jiang family's courtyard.

“My white-feathered broiler chickens!” Jiang Xiubai’s eyes were lifeless, and he looked up at the sky in silence: “I don’t know how they are doing now, whether they are still alive. If they are alive, they will be slaughtered now. I have to go back, go back now, I want to go back to see my chickens! ah ah ah ah ah ah!!”

Is the promised chicken-raising business going to fail here?

Jiang Xiubai's heart was pounding with sadness.

Broiler chickens are ready for slaughter in 45 days, and he only took care of them for five days at most. Then he went to his grandmother's house, then to the town, then to the county, and then to the mountain. By the time he came down the mountain, he was almost dead. Until now, in such a long time, he has never thought about the chickens in his yard.

At the beginning, he was told to be in charge of the yard and no one else would be allowed to take care of it. The village head shouldn't be that stupid. He should send someone to take care of his chickens... right?

When Jiang Xiubai thought of this, he didn't want to stay for even a second and wished he could fly home right now.