Restart the Disaster of Another World

On an ordinary day, Wen Yu and his classmates returned to the academy to continue their studies. No one in the village was surprised, as they had to study hard as they were about to take the exam.

Besides the secret guards who were unaware of the villagers, two workers from Jing Yao's factory also left with them. Jing Yao's statement to the public was that their family members had come and redeemed the people. This sparked a round of discussion, but soon a new topic emerged and attracted the attention of the villagers.

After sending the people away, Jing Yao felt very heavy-hearted. Although he had only been in this world for a few years, he had a great fondness for this world and naturally hoped that it would be peaceful. But now the situation in the north has become increasingly worse. If it continues to spread to the south, life will be unbearable.

When the nest is overturned, all the eggs will be broken. There are many people in the north. If they all run away, a large area will become a vacuum zone, and the supply of the border defense front will not be able to keep up. If invaded, the situation will be even worse.

What the foreigners want is not the barren land, but the rich resources. If the border is breached, they will surely march straight in, and the land outside the border will fall into the hands of the foreigners.

After Hanping Pass, the road ahead is almost smooth. Once they come in, they cannot be stopped. They may directly attack Shangjing. By then, we will become the losers of our country and our life will be really difficult.

"Recently, there are many people from other villages hanging around the village entrance. I don't know what they are doing."

"Don't you know that the town is full of refugees? There's a disaster in the north and a war on the border."

"Hasn't this always been the case?"

"Yes, there have always been. In the past three years, people from the north have been moving to the south one after another. At the beginning, they brought their families with them. They were dressed decently. Some of them looked like human beings even though they were covered in dust. Some of them had better-off families and drove livestock and horses. It didn't seem like they couldn't make a living, but they were willing to leave their homes.

Later, more and more people came, and refugees began to appear. One place recruited half a village. Many villages around us had many outsiders. This year, there are fewer and fewer. Only a few people from a family come here. It’s not like the past two years when they brought their elderly and children with them. I thought their lives were better and they would not move here. Unexpectedly, the situation is even worse. Now, except for the young, all the people who can come here are young people. Many elderly people died on the way. There are few children. Even if there are any, they are all hungry and skinny, and their bones can be seen. Many children died on the way, and only adults come here.”

"so serious."

"It's tragic. What on earth is making God angry? If this continues, all the people north of Hanping Pass will be wiped out."

When Jing Yao heard this, he suddenly remembered that four years ago, Jing Yao and his family of three also walked here on foot. At that time, they not only suffered from drought, but also a lot of locusts. Although they did not appear in large numbers to eat up all the crops, they almost killed all the crops.

Seeing that life was really unbearable, Jing Yao's father decided to take Wen Miao and Jing Yao to live with the Wen family. At that time, Jing Yao was already fifteen years old, a teenager, and it was the time when he had to eat a lot. All the food and dry food they brought with them on the road would be eaten by him. He didn't know how much food they brought, he only knew that he carried a big bag and followed his parents silently. He also hid in the corner during meals, and the three of them took turns eating.

But in the end, when they were still two days away from Wenjiabao, an accident occurred and Jingyao's family died. When he came over, he saw three corpses. He fainted on Jingyao's body and suddenly became several years younger. When he woke up, he had Jingyao's memories.

After that, he buried Jing Yao's family and started living in Wenjiabao as Jing Yao, but his mind was in a daze during that time. At the end of the world, he was shot in the head and felt his brain was shattered. When he came here, he immediately accepted the memory of another person.

The two memories were entangled in his mind, and he sometimes suspected that he was schizophrenic. Thinking about it now, there were many doubts about what happened at that time. Who would kill their family of three? What was his relationship with Jing Yao? Was the same appearance and name a mysterious connection?

"Ayao, why are you standing here?" Wen Qun finished cooking and didn't wait for anyone to come back. When he came out, he found that someone was standing at the door.

"Nothing, I just suddenly thought of something." Jing Yao stopped thinking about it and walked into the house with Wen Qun.

After Xuanyuan Ting and An Yi left, Wen Yu returned to the city to study again, and Jing Yao's family became quiet again. Although there wasn't much noise before, the space with only two people was still different.

"Ayao, what happened? You look weird." Wen Qun was not so easily fooled and asked persistently.

Jing Yao opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say. The cause of all this was too unbelievable, and he was not sure whether Wen Qun could accept it.

"Ayao can't tell it? Or can't you tell me?" Wen Qun was puzzled.

Jing Yao shook his head, "I just don't know how to say it."

Wen Qun nodded, "Then tell me when you've made up your mind. I'll be worried if you don't say anything."

Jing Yao hugged him, buried his head in his neck, and whispered: "One day, I will tell you everything."

Wen Qun nodded, "Ayao, I will always be with you."

Jing Yao lifted his head and gently kissed his forehead, nose, cheeks, and finally lips. He transformed the words that he couldn't say into love, wanting Wen Qun to be able to feel it.

Xuanyuan Ting met up with the troops that had been separated from him in Qingzhou Prefecture, two days' journey from Lin'an County. Only the young master of the noble family who came with him and General Quan Bolei who was protecting them were left there. General Qin Fen and his men were still searching for the prince's whereabouts.

Xuanyuan Ting did not stay for long after arriving. After leaving a letter, he led his men to travel day and night to Changping Prefecture.

After crossing Hanping Pass, Xuanyuan Ting began to understand what purgatory on earth was. The originally lush green plants began to disappear, revealing large tracts of land. The withered and yellow plants were also gradually decreasing. There was no grass on the ground. There was no sign of human life for dozens of miles. Even some villages were deserted.

The army escorted a large number of troops along the way. Apart from the sound of their marching footsteps, there was no other sound.

"General Li, where is this place?" A young man sitting in a carriage asked. He had not volunteered to go to the north to provide disaster relief. He was a second-generation man who lived a life of idleness and waited for death in the capital. He did not want to go out and suffer. He did not expect that the emperor personally ordered him to obey. In order to express his protest, he caused a lot of trouble on the way. He was a little more at peace after the assassination attempt and the disappearance of the prince last time. He did not expect that he would find the southern territory so desolate as soon as he left. This made him feel depressed.

"Young Master, Hanping Pass is the boundary. This side is the northern border. There is also Shangyue Pass, Qiuping Pass, and finally Qingyang Pass. Of course, we cannot reach Qingyang Pass. Over there is the real border. I, Dayu, have 20 men guarding there to prevent those villains outside the pass." General Li spoke loudly, and his eyes swept over the young masters of aristocratic families. Many of them did not dare to meet his gaze.

"That's right. All the sons of my Zhao family are at the border. If my grandfather didn't forbid it, I would also like to go. General, shall we go?" Zhao An looked at General Quan and asked expectantly.

General Quan's face froze. He had forgotten about Young Master Zhao, the only son of the deceased General Zhao, and was protected by his old lady as the apple of her eye. If anything happened to him, he would be in big trouble.

"We are here to provide disaster relief this time, so naturally our focus will be on the people in the disaster-stricken areas. We will not go to the border." Xuanyuan Ting said.

"Your Highness is right. Going to the border is not that easy. The journey is long and the climate is bitterly cold. Your ears will freeze off if you go there," General Quan threatened him.

"I'm not afraid. My grandmother said that I was born in Qingyang Pass when I was a child. I wasn't afraid when I was a child, and I'm even less afraid now that I'm grown up." Zhao An covered his ears and retorted.

Quan Bolei looked at Zhao An and recalled: "Yes, you were so small back then, and we were afraid that we wouldn't be able to support you."

Zhao An's mother died not long after he was born. The military doctors at the border were not good at gynecology. When the child was born, the parents were fine, but they left the child and passed away before the baby was out of confinement. General Zhao was heartbroken and took care of the funeral for his beloved wife. After the funeral, several men surrounded such a hungry baby, not knowing what to do. Such a small ball, they could hold it in one hand, just a little longer than chopsticks, but they were worried to death.

Being looked at in this way again, knowing that he was thinking about those who had passed away, Zhao An could no longer be willful, so he had to return to the carriage and sit down obediently.

Xuanyuan Ting was talking to the person next to him, but his mind went back to the night of the assassination. When the assassin came to them, Quan Bolei rushed back, but he did not go upstairs to look for him, the Crown Prince. Instead, he ran to the first floor and knocked on the doors of each room. He was looking for Zhao An.

"Your Highness, it's getting late. Should we rest here or look for a village to stay?" Quan Bolei asked.

His thoughts were disrupted. Xuanyuan Ting looked at the sky and ordered, "Repair on the spot."

"Yes."

As he finished speaking, the marching stopped, and they began to build tents and cook on the spot. The young masters of noble families sitting in the carriages got off one by one to stretch their arms and legs, complaining that the road was too shaking and the carriages were uncomfortable.

The caravan led by Xiao Ling came to Shangjing, escorting a man bought by Jing Yao named Guo Liang. He was a manager of a wealthy family before. After his new wife came, he was no longer valued. She started to promote the people she brought with her, and later found fault with him and sold him out. He was bought by Jing Yao because he caught a cold and almost died in the pawnshop. He was very grateful to Jing Yao for saving his life, so he took the initiative to complete this mission and came to Shangjing to open up the market.

Xiao Ling and his two brothers who were not injured, Zhao Quan and Li Yuanyi, were also traveling with him. There was also a merchant caravan going to Beijing, and both parties hired a team of people from the escort agency.

The journey was naturally not fast as we were carrying the goods. It took us half a month to reach Shangjing. Fortunately, we did not encounter any danger along the way and the goods were well protected.

When they arrived in Shangjing, the people from the escort agency took them to an inn, paid them and left. They were in no hurry to sell the goods, but settled down first and made a decision after finding out the news from the capital.

In Wenjiabao, Jing Yao started thinking after everyone left. If he wanted to develop, it would not be enough for him alone. If he wanted to develop the East China Sea Wharf, he had to vigorously promote economic development.

And what they lack the least right now is manpower. The influx of a large number of refugees from the north has led to a large number of refugees gathering outside the city of Lin'an. The government had originally planned to resettle all the people in nearby villages, but the increasing number of people made it impossible to accommodate them.

After a large number of refugees were settled in a small village, the number of refugees actually exceeded the original population of the village, resulting in the division of the already sufficient resources. In the end, the two sides fought and there were casualties. After that, some villages refused to accept the refugees, and the government became even more troubled.

In order to put an end to this phenomenon, Wenjiabao was well prepared when it first received the refugees and carried out preliminary screening. If they found anything wrong, they would rather blame them than let them into the village. Therefore, the phenomenon of making trouble did not happen. There are wealthy villages nearby that are famous for going to Wenjiabao. Those people were so depressed that they made trouble here and were expelled.

Jing Yao took this opportunity to recruit many people to work in the mine. They were all young and strong men. At first, they thought he was a bandit leader and wanted to take them to be bandits. Later, they learned that he was a famous businessman in Wenjiabao and the factory he built was big and profitable. Working for him could not only make a lot of money, but also allow their families to settle down in Wenjiabao. Many men signed up to go.

Jing Yao selected them all. They were all young and strong men, and some of them had other skills or techniques, so he kept them all.