Restart the Disaster of Another World

The village head arranged outsiders to stay in the greenhouses, and did not dare to arrange them in the villagers' homes, for fear that those who came for discussion might be a mixed bunch and some might have bad intentions. Fortunately, Peng District is large and warm enough to spend the winter, but looking at the current weather, no one will come again.

Wen Xing invited two people to his home, both of whom were his former friends in town.

"Ayao, Qun Qun, come to my house for dinner!" After chatting, Wen Xing asked Jing Yao and Wen Qun's family to go for dinner. Because of the wind and snow, everyone hadn't gotten together for several days.

Jing Yao and the other two also went. Looking at the two people at the dinner table, they both seemed to be honest people, and nodded in his heart. Wen Xing was still relatively reliable in his work.

After dinner, there was no other entertainment, so Wen Xing demonstrated how to heat the kang to his son and the guests. Everyone gathered around to watch the excitement. Afterwards, they sat around the stove and ate melon seeds.

Chen Yun asked curiously, "Brother Wen, how do you heat this kang?"

Wen Xing explained with a smile: "It means burning firewood under the stove, and then the hot air is transmitted to the kang through the flue, so that the kang will be warm."

Wu Zhao nodded and said thoughtfully: "So that's how it is. What a clever design."

At this time, Wen Ling suddenly said proudly: "This kang can also be used for cooking, killing two birds with one stone!"

Everyone burst into laughter after hearing this, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Then they started talking about some things in the village.

Before I knew it, time had passed quickly and it was already mid-afternoon.

Wen Xing said, "Sleep at my house tonight and go back tomorrow."

Both guests readily agreed.

Jing Yao and Wen Qun went home before it snowed.

When the two arrived home, it was completely dark. Fortunately, they had a safe journey without encountering any problems. Moreover, the snow outside started to get heavier after they came back.

Although snow was shoveled in the yard every day and would not accumulate into ice, there was already a thin layer of snow on the ground. Jing Yao was afraid that the ground would be slippery, so he reached out to hold on. However, Wen Qun stepped on empty air, as if he suddenly had no foothold. Jing Yao hurriedly hugged him, fearing that he would fall to the ground.

Wen Qun was held by Jing Yao so that he didn't fall to the ground, but as soon as he landed, he couldn't help but hold his foot: "I, I think I twisted it."

When Jing Yao heard this, he immediately asked nervously, "Where does it hurt? Did you hurt your foot? Sit down and let me take a look!"

As he spoke, Jing Yao carefully helped Wen Qun sit on the sofa, and then gently rubbed his ankles. Wen Qun frowned and let out a slight moan.

Jing Yao looked at him distressedly and blamed himself: "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have let you go in front."

Wen Qun shook his head and consoled him, "It's not your fault. I was careless. But it's okay. You should be fine after a rest."

Jing Yao was still worried, so he decided to give Wen Qun some massage and ice packs to relieve the pain. He found a bag, filled it with snow, wrapped it in a towel, and placed it on Wen Qun's ankle, then began to massage gently.

Wen Qun felt Jing Yao's gentle movements and felt very warm in his heart. He knew that Jing Yao cared about him very much, and this feeling made him feel very happy.

After a while, Wen Qun's pain was finally relieved. He said to Jing Yao: "Thank you, my foot is much better."

Jing Yao breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "That's great, I feel much more relieved now."

Jing Yao closed the door and locked it with the key, then turned around and saw Wen Qun holding the handrail of the stairs, struggling to move up step by step like a turtle. Jing Yao hurried over, walked in front of Wen Qun in three or two steps, then turned his back to him, squatted slightly and said, "Come up, if you keep climbing up like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow."

Wen Qun was not polite either. He clasped his hands together and leaned directly on his broad back, laughing happily: "Ayao, you are really the best. You can climb up to the third floor in one breath without any effort!"

Jing Yao carried him upstairs steadily, but couldn't help wondering, why is he so light? He needs to be nourished.

When they got to the room, Wen Qun just lay down on the bed and didn't want to move. Jing Yao covered him with a quilt and said, "Rest for a while, I'll go cook." After that, he went downstairs to the kitchen.

After a while, Wen Qun felt that he had regained some strength, sat up, and saw Jing Yao carrying food into the room. He smiled and said, "Soybeans and mung beans, I plan to soak some more mung beans to make bean sprouts and try to make them myself. Otherwise, there will be no vegetables to eat in winter, and we can't eat pickles every day."

Jing Yao nodded, showing his support for his idea.

After this accident, Jing Yao thought that he would have to go out for exercise less often in the future.

It would be nice to find something to do at home, otherwise it would be boring.

Tokyo

Inside the palace, in front of the heavily guarded Qianqing Palace, a group of black-clad assassins silently passed through the layers of guards like ghosts and quickly approached the palace in front. They moved swiftly and skillfully, as if they had already known the terrain and layout here like the back of their hands.

At this moment, this group of assassins had not been noticed by anyone, so they were not in a hurry to act and could wait leisurely for Emperor Qingde to come closer.

Emperor Qingde was dressed in gorgeous clothes and strolled leisurely in the palace, unaware of the danger not far away. In this magnificent palace, his figure seemed so small, yet so lonely.

Suddenly, a sharp whistle sounded, breaking the silence of the palace. Then, nine dark shadows rushed down from the roof at a speed so fast that it was dazzling. These nine people were the assassins who had been hiding in the dark before.

They held strong bows, and their quivers were filled with specially made arrows. These arrows were extremely thick, as thick as two fingers, and the arrowheads were coated with poison. Obviously, they wanted to ensure that they would kill with one strike, leaving no chance for Emperor Qingde to survive.

The guards around Emperor Qingde were all experienced warriors. When they heard the sound of arrows flying through the air, their nerves instantly tensed up. Although their consciousness had not yet fully reacted, their bodies had already instinctively taken a defensive posture.

However, it all happened too quickly. When they realized the danger, the deadly arrows were already flying towards them...

The arrows came very fast, like lightning, catching people off guard. He subconsciously raised his hands to protect Emperor Qingde, trying to block these sudden arrows. However, the number of arrows was too large to be completely blocked.

"Puff~" Two dull sounds were heard, and two arrows shot in front of Emperor Qingde, splashing a cloud of dust; another two arrows shot at the palace behind him, deeply embedded in the wall. Although most of the arrows were blocked by the guards with shields or weapons, one of them ruthlessly pierced Emperor Qingde's arm.

"Protect the emperor!" Panicked shouts came one after another, and the whole scene fell into chaos. A group of people ran forward desperately, and the people behind them chased after them. Soon, Emperor Qingde was surrounded and closely protected in the middle.

Emperor Qingde tightly grasped the body of a soldier and used it as a shield to block himself. Being shot was a fatal threat to anyone.

Then, the assassins lost the chance to continue shooting arrows, because their position was exposed when they fired the first round of arrows. The guards had already picked up their swords and guns and rushed towards them.

The rest of the people tried their best to escort Emperor Qingde to the palace to ensure his safety.

At the same time, Eunuch Li ran to the side of Emperor Qingde at an astonishing speed. At this moment, Emperor Qingde was in a very critical condition. His lips were black and purple, obviously due to poisoning, and his arms and feet were also injured by arrows.

After being stabbed by Concubine Li, a large number of assassins came to the palace. The emperor was recuperating in the Qianqing Palace after being assassinated. All the doctors of the Imperial Medical Bureau were waiting in the palace. At the beginning, several doctors' heads were chopped off, and then there was no movement in the Qianqing Palace.

East Palace

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, Grand Tutor." An Yi stood respectfully beside the desk. On both sides of the desk sat the Crown Prince Xuanyuan Ting and Grand Tutor Jiang Baichuan respectively.

"They had arranged assassins to kill the emperor. Did the emperor..." The tutor waved his hand, ignoring the etiquette and directly asked the key question.

If Emperor Qingde is really dead as they say, then there will be chaos in Shangjing.

"We found out that an assassin had entered the Qianqing Palace, but..." An Yi shook his head to indicate that there was no assassin.

"The emperor was assassinated, but he is not dead and has woken up now." The prince shook his head and added, "It's just that the news was blocked by the emperor. Now the outside world doesn't know what's going on in the palace."

The Grand Tutor was such a smart man that he reacted immediately after hearing this. Emperor Qingde was deliberately putting out bait to catch fish, and the fish like the eldest prince had been attracted by the seemingly sweet bait. When they took a bite, what awaited them was the abyss!

The Master's expression was startled: "Could it be that..."

"Yes, the assassination of the emperor was a setup. He deliberately spread the false news that he was assassinated, and then waited for those who had ill intentions to show their hand, and finally caught them all in one fell swoop." The prince smiled bitterly, and then said, "I know this plan, but we can't tell anyone, because once the news leaks out, the whole plan will fail."

The Grand Tutor nodded to show his understanding. He knew that this matter was related to the safety of the country. If the news leaked out, the consequences would be disastrous.

"But..." The Master frowned as if he suddenly thought of something, "What if the Emperor was really assassinated? Have you ever thought about this possibility?"

The prince was silent for a moment and then replied, "Of course I have thought about it, but we believe that the emperor will make all preparations. Moreover, even if the emperor is really assassinated, we must act according to the original plan, otherwise the entire court will fall into chaos."

The Grand Tutor sighed, "I hope everything goes well. By the way, are there any other clues about this assassination?"

The prince shook his head. "It's not clear yet, but according to the intelligence the emperor has, this should be a carefully planned assassination, and it is very likely related to the palace. As for who is behind it, we can only know after the investigation is thorough. But what is certain is that they will never give up, and there will probably be more trouble next."

The Grand Tutor pondered for a moment and then asked, "How do you think we should respond, Your Highness?"

The prince thought for a while and then replied, "Strengthen the security measures in the palace to ensure the safety of the emperor; pay close attention to the movements inside and outside the palace, especially those people or forces that may be dangerous."

The Grand Tutor looked at the Crown Prince, and when he saw that he understood what he meant, he stopped asking questions and nodded in agreement. After the two of them discussed the subsequent action plan, they left to deal with related matters.

Lin'an County

Wen Yu had seen many refugees during this period, and every time he saw them, he generously gave them his own food reserves, and also kindly gave them some advice on how to make a living. If he met refugees with skills, Wen Yu would even generously give them some money for travel, and let them go to nearby villages to find Jing Yao for help.

Wen Yu didn't care whether these people would use the travel expenses to find Jing Yao, but he believed that as long as he could give these people a little hope and let them see a glimmer of light in the future, then everything he did would be worth it.

Despite this, Wen Yu's brows were still tightly furrowed, because he knew that the power of these people was too weak to truly change their fate.

At this moment, looking outside Qingzhou City, there are at least hundreds of refugees. Even if all their food is distributed, it is difficult to solve any practical problems.

What's worse is that doing so might trigger a fight among the refugees, causing the situation to get out of control. Once unrest occurs, the consequences will be disastrous!

Li Guoan, who was standing aside, silently watched Wen Yu and sighed in his heart. He was originally worried that Wen Yu would do something impulsive because of his overflowing sympathy, but now it seems that he was obviously overthinking.

Wen Yu is fully aware of the interests involved and will not easily make a wrong decision.

"You've been traveling hard for the past two months. Let's take a day or two to rest in Lin'an County." Wen Yu went to discuss with Li Tao and the others.

"Okay." They had originally followed Wen Yu to see the magical village he mentioned, and had no objection to staying in Jingzhou City for a day or two.

Li Guoan welcomed Wen Yu's arrival, and the group also went to see the place set up in the county town to treat refugees.

The reason why there are so many refugees outside the city is not because they are not being treated by the government, but because they are refugees who took the initiative to leave.

Although you can't get enough food in the city, there is a place to shelter from the wind and rain. However, to obtain this, you have to put in a certain amount of labor.

This is to prevent them from developing a lazy character, doing nothing and relying solely on government help.

But some people were still unwilling, so they took the initiative to go out. After knowing the situation, everyone had no extra sympathy for those people outside the city.

"Why would they rather starve and freeze than stay in the city?" someone asked.

"Because they feel their labor is not worth the little food and shelter they receive," another person answered.

"How stupid! If they would work harder, maybe they could have a better life."

"Yeah, it's a pity that they are too lazy and just want to enjoy what is already available."

"If this continues, they will only become poorer and poorer, and eventually they will not be able to survive."

Everyone shook their heads and sighed, expressing their confusion and disappointment with those people outside the city.