Restart the Disaster of Another World

Changchun Palace.

"That little bitch, Concubine Li, couldn't even get her to miscarry with red flowers! How despicable!" As soon as Concubine Han returned to Changchun Palace, her rage erupted like a volcano, and she could not suppress it. She picked up the vase beside her and smashed it on the maid's forehead without hesitation.

There was a dull thud, and the vase broke into pieces, and blood immediately gushed out of the maid's forehead. However, despite the heavy blow, the maid's consciousness was not yet fully awake, and her body instinctively knelt down quickly.

Obviously, this was not the first time that the palace maid had endured a beating from Concubine Han. Her movements were so skillful that one could not help but feel pity for her.

"Your Majesty, please calm down. It is more important to take care of your health." Xia He, who was standing by, quickly supported Concubine Han and comforted her softly. At the same time, she winked at other palace servants to quickly clean up the broken porcelain pieces on the floor.

After venting her anger, Concubine Han's anger subsided a little, but her face was still gloomy.

"I never thought that that little bitch Concubine Li would be so tough!" Concubine Han recalled everything she had experienced in Yong'an Palace today, with a fierce light flashing in her eyes.

Originally, she was certain that the fetus in Concubine Li's belly could not be saved, so she planned to take the opportunity to humiliate her.

But who could have expected that Concubine Li not only successfully saved the child, but also won the emperor's love and care.

This was completely unexpected for Concubine Han, and her resentment grew stronger.

Seeing her being held in the emperor's arms and being comforted carefully, Concubine Han twisted her fingers tightly together, as if they were about to be broken.

She originally thought that after Concubine Li lost her child, she would be heartbroken and exhausted. In this way, she could easily summon Concubine Li to her palace and torture and humiliate her to her heart's content. After all, with her status and power in the palace, it would be easy for her to deal with a little Concubine Li.

However, the opposite happened. Concubine Li had obviously been prepared for this and easily saw through the secret in the tea and successfully escaped.

What Han Guifei didn't expect was that Emperor Qingde, who had always been indifferent to the affairs of the harem, actually made an exception for Concubine Li this time! Not only did he grant Concubine Li many privileges, he also cared for her and took good care of her.

"That bitch!" Concubine Han gritted her teeth and cursed secretly, her heart filled with resentment and jealousy.

Seeing this, the maid Xia He hurriedly whispered to comfort her, "Your Majesty, calm down and don't get yourself hurt by being angry. There is still a chance for this matter to turn around, and we have a long way to go. Besides, even if Concubine Li gave birth to a child, she might not be able to raise it to adulthood!"

Hearing this, Concubine Han's expression became a little better, but the hatred in her eyes did not diminish at all: "You are right, let's wait and see! One day, I will make this bitch pay the price!"

Before that, she decided to be patient for a while and let Concubine Li be proud for a while. After all, the one who can stay until the end is the winner.

The next morning, sunlight poured into the room through the window, shining on Wen Qun's still tired face. He turned over and tried to wake up from his sleep, but his eyelids were as heavy as lead. In the end, he had no choice but to accept the reality - he got up late.

When he finally struggled to get up, Jing Yao had already prepared breakfast. Wen Qun walked into the restaurant and saw the steaming food on the table, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart. Jing Yao was standing by and smiled and said to him, "Qun Qun, eat quickly. I'll go to the other courtyard to check the situation." After that, he turned and left.

In the courtyard, the servants were busy tidying up the orchard. Jing Yao walked straight to the orchard and carefully checked the condition of each fruit tree. He found that except for a few fruit trees in the low-lying corners that showed signs of withering, the fruit trees in other places were not growing well, but they still had a glimmer of hope.

Many trees were uprooted, leaving holes of varying depths on the ground. In some places, the soil was washed away to reveal the roots at the bottom, while in some places, the saplings needed to be replanted. Jing Yao frowned, thinking about how to deal with it.

After finishing his observation, Jing Yao gave a few detailed instructions to the servants and hurried back to the restaurant on the second floor. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Wen Qun had finished his breakfast and was sitting on a chair leisurely digesting his food. Seeing Jing Yao coming back, Wen Qun immediately went forward and asked with concern: "How is the situation in the orchard? Have the fruit trees suffered too much damage?"

Jing Yao shook his head slightly and replied, "The overall situation is still optimistic. Only a few fruit trees are in a bad condition and need special attention. Although the other fruit trees have been affected, they should be able to recover as long as timely measures are taken. However, it may take some time and effort to repair the orchard."

Wen Qun breathed a sigh of relief and nodded to show that he understood. He looked at Jing Yao with a hint of gratitude in his eyes. This man always gave silently and took care of everything with all his heart. With him by his side, Wen Qun felt very relieved.

After a night of ventilation, the bedroom on the third floor was completely dry. The two took out the new curtains from the space and installed them properly, and then carefully mopped the floor and walls with disinfectant.

After completing these tasks, they moved out the beds and other furniture and placed two large blocks of ice in the room to lower the temperature.

At the same time, new glass was installed at the windows. So far, the living environment has been properly handled, but the living room on the third floor and the downstairs part will be left to be sorted out later, after all, there is no rush.

Outside the house, villagers carried quicklime and spread it everywhere, while people behind them poured water on it. The villagers used this method to disinfect.

When they passed by the collapsed wall, they would climb over the wall to enter the yard, spray the gate heavily and then leave.

Wen Qun stood aside and looked down at all this, and said with emotion: "The speed at which the villagers acted is amazing. I just hope that there will be no plague."

Jing Yao responded: "It is probably difficult to completely avoid an outbreak. We can only do our best to minimize the risk."

As the water on the ground gradually evaporated, the originally empty place gradually became lively. With more people, all kinds of troubles followed. Some people have started to think crookedly and tried to break into other people's homes to steal things. Jing Yao and his team caught two thieves. One time, the thief saw someone in the house and ran away in fear; another time, the two sides had a big fight and even blood was seen. In the end, Jing Yao and his team chased the person across half the village before scaring him away.

However, even if these people were caught, there was no good way to deal with them. After all, there was no place to detain prisoners, and the current conditions did not allow for any punishment measures to be implemented. Therefore, they could only be severely frightened and then released.

Hearing a noise at the door, Jing Yao stopped cleaning the room and went downstairs to open the door.

But when he saw the person standing outside the door, he was shocked. The person in front of him looked extremely miserable, his clothes were not only dirty, but also gave off a sour smell. His hair was a mess, sticking to his head.

What's worse is that his face is as pale as paper, his eye sockets are sunken, and he has lost a lot of weight, as if he would fall down if the wind blew. He was hunched over, holding his stomach with one hand and holding the wall with the other, and it seemed that he had difficulty even standing.

Jing Yao quickly stood up to help Ding Chun who had fallen to the ground, and asked anxiously, "What happened to you?"

Wen Qun also looked at Ding Chun nervously and asked with concern: "Are you okay? Do you have a stomachache? Or are you injured?"

Ding Chun's face was as pale as paper. He looked at them weakly and said weakly, "I... I'm so hungry... Is there anything to eat? If I don't eat something, I'm really going to starve to death..."

Jing Yao quickly said, "Yes, we have some steamed buns that were just made this morning. Qun Qun, go upstairs and get them down."

Wen Qun responded and hurried upstairs, ran to the kitchen to get a few steamed buns, poured a pot of water, and then carried it downstairs.

Ding Chun was exhausted at this time and didn't even have the strength to climb the stairs. Seeing this, Jing Yao hurried forward to help him walk into the house and let him sit directly on a chair on the first floor, because Ding Chun really didn't have the extra strength to move up even one step.

Fortunately, Jing Yao and others had already carefully cleaned and disinfected every floor upstairs and downstairs, so the ground was relatively clean.

As soon as Ding Chun saw the steamed buns, his eyes lit up and he didn't care about anything else, not even whether his hands were clean. He just grabbed the buns and stuffed them into his mouth.

He felt that his body had reached its limit, and hunger was like a ruthless hand, tightly strangling his throat. He had not eaten any food for three or four days, and even for drinking water, he could only rely on the rainwater that had accumulated before to quench his thirst.

However, the worse was yet to come—there was no more food to fill his stomach! But fortunately, the rain finally stopped. As long as he waited for the surrounding water to recede and he could wade back, he could immediately rush back to the safe area.

Some people were so hungry that they lost their minds and rushed into other people's homes to look for food, stuffing anything edible into their mouths; others were so hungry that they could not even walk and could only rely on rainwater to barely survive.

He secretly thanked himself for having cleverly hidden a can of food and eating it over several days, which helped him get through this difficult period. Otherwise, he would probably have been lying on the ground like everyone else, waiting for death to come.

Seeing Ding Chun wolfing down his food, Jing Yao quickly poured him a glass of water and handed it to him, saying with concern: "Don't be anxious, eat slowly, don't choke. If it's not enough, we can make some more for you."

After Ding Chun swallowed two steamed buns, he finally felt alive again. He waved his hands and said gratefully, "That's enough, really enough, no need to bother you anymore."

After watching Ding Chun eating, Jing Yao asked, "Aren't you with your fellow villagers? Why did you come back alone?"

On the eve of the earthquake, Jing Yao was filled with anxiety and worry.

He knew that all kinds of uncontrollable accidents might happen on the mountain, so he resolutely decided to let them all down the mountain. However, in order to ensure that the secrets of the mine would not be leaked, he used a unique mental suggestion technique.

This suggestion will lurk deep in their consciousness, and if anyone tries to tell them about the situation in the mine, they will immediately suffer a severe headache and be unable to speak.

Ding Chun nodded and responded, "We did follow him at the time, thinking that we could look after each other.

He had originally planned to go find his brothers, but he didn't expect that they were all lazy and greedy. Not only did they squander all the money they got, they even tried to become bandits.

Unfortunately, the security in Lin'an County was very tight, so petty theft was fine, but it was difficult to survive as a bandit, and they couldn't steal anything valuable. So they had to head towards the village. When the earthquake occurred, they were still searching for valuables in other people's homes, and they were eventually buried under the collapsed houses.

After learning about this, I decided not to associate with them anymore, but they refused to let me go easily and took away all my food. "

Ding Chun continued: "Later, the rainstorm continued, and the water level was getting higher and higher. It seemed like the dam had broken, and the flood rushed over all of a sudden. I hid in the mountains, and the water even washed away the trees. Two people were washed out directly because they didn't hold on. Fortunately, I found a cave to hide in, so I didn't get washed away."

Although Ding Chun's words were quite calm, Jing Yao felt that the situation was too terrible. They had actually hidden in the mountains, but they were almost washed away by the flood. If something really happened, it would be difficult to even find the bodies.

Jing Yao sighed with lingering fear and said, "The others haven't come back yet, and I don't know where they have gone to take refuge."

In fact, Jing Yao really wanted to take the miners with him. After all, they had lived together in the mountains for more than half a year and had established a deep friendship with each other.

Moreover, in such a dangerous situation, there is strength in numbers and they can take care of each other.

However, he also understood the feelings of the miners. They all had their own families, and even those who didn't have any had fellow villagers or other relatives and friends.

After being locked up in the mountains for so long, they thought they would have to wait another ten years to return home as agreed. Now that they were able to return early, they were naturally eager to reunite with their loved ones.

Therefore, Jing Yao did not force them to go with him in the end.

Although Ding Chun suffered such a tragic betrayal by his friend, fortunately, God was merciful and allowed him to save his life. Moreover, he still had a lot of wages to pay to Jing Yao, which was a blessing in disguise.

The situation was extremely critical at the time, and there was no time to pay them all their wages. I could only pay part of it first, which also left a way out for myself.

Jing Yao looked at Ding Chun's distraught look, and couldn't help feeling a little sorry for him, so he said, "You should go to the other courtyard to wash up first. The others haven't come back yet, so you'll have to stay in the other courtyard for the night. Take a good bath first, and then have a good sleep. We can discuss other matters after you have rested well."

Ding Chun didn't really want to trouble Jing Yao, after all, he was now homeless. But then he thought, he was originally sold to Jing Yao, and now he could only follow Jing Yao's arrangements.